No one knows better than Wen Zhong what the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong means. The meaning of this skill, which is called the magical skill of explaining, suppressing, and protecting religion, is even more important.
The person in front of me who was using the Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques was obviously a different kind of monk, and definitely not a member of the Chan Cult. When we think about the killings of people in the Chan Cult, it probably goes without saying.
This monk named Yuan Hong died on their behalf, and the knife was at Wen Zhong's place.
Wen Zhong thought deeply for a moment, and then thought about their sudden appearance, and a sense of conspiracy came over him.
At this moment, Zhu Zizhen, Wu Long, and Yang Xian pounced directly on Xin Huan, Zhang Jie, and Tao Rong.
Zhu Zi's true face was as black as lacquer, and he had a ferocious appearance. He carried a sword and opened and closed it like a steel sword.
Look at Xin Huan again, using the Thunder God's Chisel to continuously release thunder, but Zhu Zi is really not afraid at all. If he didn't have wings on his back and ran away, he would probably be hacked to death by this sword like a steel knife.
Wu Long's body had a strange phenomenon, black mist was spitting out from his mouth, many arms appeared on his ribs, and two knives appeared on his arms, which he cut directly.
Look at Zhang Jie again, holding the Rain Master's alms bowl, having just wiped out the black mist, wielding his single gun and fighting with the pair of knives.
But there were too many arms. After a few rounds, many wounds appeared on his body and he had to withdraw from the battle.
The last one, Yang Xian, was much more relaxed. He spit out white light and just stopped Tao Rong's wind-gathering flag. He held a long halberd and shook it back and forth. He actually competed with Tao Rong's mace.
Seeing that the formation was broken, Tao Rong had no choice but to retreat.
At this point, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning formation was broken, and the initiator of all this was Yuan Hong, the leader of the Seven Monsters.
"retreat!"
When Wen Zhong saw that the formation was broken, he immediately ordered to retreat and was making plans.
But how could Yuan Hong let these four generals escape so easily? When his spirit came out of his body, he saw a flash of white light, threatening to take Deng Zhong's life.
Deng Zhong held an electro-optical mirror, and suddenly countless lightning bolts appeared, and these lightning bolts were like a coir raincoat, draped on his body.
As soon as the white light touched it, it turned into a scimitar and slashed straight towards the weakest part of the neck.
The white light was extremely fast, but what was faster was Wen Zhong's three-eye magical power. A red light directly collided with the white light.
"boom"
Deng Zhong was seriously injured again, but fortunately his life was not in danger.
After being contacted, Yuan Hong failed. He snorted coldly in his eyes and said, "Wen Taishi is indeed amazing."
Then the two sides retreated, and the battle ended, and each returned to camp.
In the camp, the four generals were all injured to varying degrees. General Wen Zhong took out the powerful pills in his arms and gave them to drink. However, although the external injuries healed quickly, the internal injuries required a period of time to regulate their breathing.
When Wen Zhong saw the four generals adjust their breathing, he left the camp, returned to the commander's camp, and sat on a bench. There were more wrinkles on his old face.
"Grand Master, our brothers are asking for a battle, and we hope that Grand Master will grant you permission!"
When Wen Zhong raised his head, he saw two generals, Ji Li and Yu Qing, coming to ask for a battle, but their voices were very sincere.
"No, your two-pole dragon formation is far inferior to the wind, rain, thunder and lightning formation. It is just what I did on a whim. If I go into battle, there will be no hope of survival. It will definitely not work."
How could Wen Zhong not know how powerful Yuan Hong was? The Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills were extremely demanding. Since Yuan Hong had accomplished so much, I am afraid that his qualifications would never be inferior to his.
"Master! Our brothers are not that weak."
"no!"
Wen Zhong was resolute, he would never allow his apprentice to die in front of him, absolutely not.
"Master, just promise them that I will go with them this time."
A voice came from outside the handsome tent. Ji Li and Yu Qing were overjoyed at the same time, while Wen Zhong laughed.
"With you here, this building can definitely be broken down!"
Yuan Futong saw that the Seven Monsters of Meishan had won a complete victory, and what was even more rare was that he saw Yuan Hong's strength.
Immediately, they exchanged cups and cups, and called for their lovely wives and concubines. Rows of beautiful beauties made the seven monsters very happy.
It's just that the seven monsters are cruel and easy to kill. The beauty that they played with for a while turned directly into delicious food, especially Chang Hao, who bit the beauty's neck in one bite and enjoyed the rare blood.
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Yuan Futong was not surprised by the strangeness, but looked flattering on his face.
"Report! Lord Marquis, there are two more young generals calling for formation outside the door!"
"Didn't we just get repulsed? We've come to call for formation again. It's not over yet."
Yuan Futong's face darkened, and he stood up angrily, preparing to teach them a lesson.
"Master Hou, as the so-called good people will do it to the end, it's better for us brothers to go out."
Yuan Hong, who came loudly, laughed and took his brothers out of the camp again.
On the battlefield outside the camp, Ji Li and Yu Qing each held weapons, with cold eyes in their eyes, seeming to have endless fighting spirit.
As soon as Yuan Hong and others came out, they saw such young people and saw that they were good-looking, and they fell in love even more.
"These two boys are tender and tender. Brother, please leave them to me later."
Chang Hao stuck out his tongue and expressed that he liked it very much. Dai Li on the side also wanted one. Being a slave was also very honorable.
"Two boys, I advise you to save your lives. You may not be our opponent in the end."
Yuan Hongzong felt that these two people were not simple, and he was even more cautious in his heart, so he tried to persuade them.
"Bah! Listen, Seven Monsters, our brothers have been around for a while, do you dare to give it a try?"
Ji Li stepped forward and spoke very arrogantly, but Chang Hao laughed and said, "See what you are capable of, I will meet you first."
"Don't be careless!"
Inexplicably, Yuan Hong patted his brother.
Chang Hao didn't care. If he was really in danger, his escape skills would allow him to escape.
Ji Li and Yu Qing looked at each other and immediately cast spells. After a while, the formations rose and they were ready.
Dark clouds were gathering, and the sky gradually dimmed as the formation was set up. A burst of fog appeared, and the situation in the formation was suddenly unclear.
As Ji Li and Yu Qing disappeared, with thunder and fire, two screeching dragons appeared, wandering in the mist.
Chang Hao came here on horseback with a gun. When he saw the strangeness in the formation, the horse under his crotch kept shaking, he was obviously frightened.
At that moment, I could only dismount, and suddenly I saw the thunder, fire and two dragons.
Chang Hao was startled, and immediately wanted to run away, but then he thought that it would be too embarrassing to leave, so he had no choice but to move forward, spitting poisonous gas from his mouth, but this poisonous gas was obviously useless in front of the dragon.
As a last resort, Chang Hao turned into a white snake and swam and fought with the two snakes.
It seemed that due to his natural restraint, the white snake was defeated within a short time.
Click!
The thunder dragon struck down a bolt of thunder, and the white snake instantly turned into blue smoke. Looking at Chang Hao, who was still in the formation, it turned out that he had escaped.
Looking at Chang Hao again, he had already escaped from the formation and ran behind Yuan Hong, with anger in his eyes.
"Haha, Chang Hao, look at big brother breaking this formation."
Seemingly seeing the situation clearly, Yuan Hong rushed in with a stick in hand.
"clang!"
A crisp piano sound came, and Yuan Hong did a somersault as if he was possessed by a demon.
Looking at the ground again, there was a cut mark, which was the mark made by the sound of the piano just now.
"Kotone attack!"
Yuan Hong's eyes turned cold and his face became extremely ugly.