Chapter 386: Poke Every Day

After all, Zhou Jifeng was walking with his sword, and his speed was much faster than Zhang Jin, who was running on the steps.

When I came to the outside of Motian Pavilion, I saw Ming Shiyin and Duanmusheng pulling and pulling, and quickly fell down:

"Not good, Mr. Three, Mr. Four. Is there a monster rushing up?"

"Monster?" Ming Shiyin frowned.

He suddenly remembered what his master said before, that the great witch Bama was going to do something against Motian Pavilion... Anyway, it should be a meticulous plan or conspiracy, why did he run up so directly, so reckless?

"I'm going to report to Master, Third Senior Brother, you go and see."

"it is good."

Duanmusheng raised the Overlord Spear, glanced at Zhou Jifeng, and said, "You go and inform others, I'll take a look first."

"Yes."

The three left in three separate ways.

Duanmusheng's face was serious, he lifted the Overlord Spear, leaned behind him, and ran down the mountain.

Before halfway through, he saw Zhang Jin who was also rushing upwards.

Seeing that Zhang Jin was bloodless and tattered, Duanmusheng realized that something was wrong.

Waving the Overlord Spear, he stabbed in the air.

Swooping from top to bottom, hundreds of spear shadows pierced Zhang Jin's face with aura.

huh, huh huh...

In an instant, he came to Zhang Jin.

Bang bang bang!

The shadow of the gun poked at Zhang Jin's chest.

Sparks fly!

So solid!

Duanmusheng was startled... but he was not afraid, instead, he burst out with qi in his entire body and attacked like a sea of ​​mountains.

Bang bang bang!

The effect of long-term tempering in the waterfall appeared.

Each shot stabbed in the same spot.

Zhang Jin stepped back again and again...until he flew out,

The offensive momentum of the Overlord Gun is extremely fierce.

Bang!

Duanmusheng was like a mountain god, holding the Overlord Spear, standing on the stairs, overlooking Zhang Jin who was shot. Zhang Jin kept rolling down the steps, and when he was almost far, he suddenly slumped and climbed up again.

"Retreat." A majestic voice sounded.

Duanmusheng looked back and saw above him, Master driving Bai Ze and appearing in the air.

Immediately after, Xiao Yuan'er, Ming Shiyin, Zhao Yue, and Lao Ge Leng Luo and Pan Litian also appeared in mid-air, overlooking from the sky.

Lu Zhou looked at Zhang Jin and frowned slightly: "Hengqu School, Great Elder, Zhang Jin."

Ming Shi Yin said:

"Isn't he already killed by the second senior brother?"

"dead?"

The many female disciples in the back were horrified.

Is it a dead person?

The young female disciple is short-sighted, and it is normal to be a little scared and worried when she sees this scene.

Leng Luo, Pan Litian and Hua Wudao immediately thought of witchcraft.

Pan Litian laughed: "I have lived for so many years, and I haven't seen such a witchcraft for a long time... Pan Zhong, call Mage Xujing over."

Pan Zhong handed over and immediately flew towards the North Pavilion.

at this time……

The talisman paper on Zhang Jin's body fell.

wow.

The talisman burned.

But the flame was very strange, forming a purple circle in the air.

The voice floated out.

"Yu Shangrong has been attacked by my Gu technique and will definitely die; if you have the ability... go down the mountain and fight me."

After saying this, the purple halo disappeared.

Leng Luo Xuankong said: "The sound transmission paper... can also control corpses, this person's sorcery is complicated and should not be underestimated.

"

Pan Litian said, "Didn't you hear what he said? I'm sure that Mr. Er will die, and this old man really wants to slap him."

"Then you do it?" Leng Luoji said.

"Why don't you dare?"

The voice just fell.

Pan Litian stepped on the void, his whole body was wrapped in a layer of golden light, and he swooped towards Zhang Jin.

The gourd also burst into golden light, spinning around his body.

He deserves to be the number one master of Jingming Dao... oh no, he deserves to be the only old man in the Elder Pavilion with a Heaven-level weapon. "Ming Shiyin exclaimed.

When diving.

Blink!

Holding the gourd with one hand, the fan-shaped qi burst out from the gourd.

boom!

Zhang Jin had no expression on his face, and was blown away by this move!

After this move, Pan Litian frowned slightly: "The corpse has been strengthened by witchcraft... He really is a wizard of witchcraft."

Hua Wudao nodded: "In terms of comprehensive strength, this person is definitely better than Baye... But the disadvantages of witchcraft are too great and require long-term accumulation. To be honest, I have a suggestion..."

"What advice?" Ming Shiyin said.

"To ride the flying chariot in a group and play for ten days and eight months, his witchcraft can't hold up, and it will naturally collapse." Hua Wudao felt that his suggestion was extremely reasonable and satisfactory.

This is also a measure taken against the evils of witchcraft.

Just as the other party wants to cast a net, just avoid it.

but--

Hua Wudao suddenly felt that everyone's eyes were a little weird.

Is it wrong?

After Zhang Jin landed, a pit was smashed by the wine gourd in front of him. Still, he stood up, numb.

"It's just a slightly stronger puppet, let's see how the old man smashes you." Pan Litian walked on the air again.

"Don't worry, just look at the foot of the mountain..." Leng Luo said.

Everyone looked down at the mountain.

Under the night, the dense crowd slowly advanced.

There was a strange aura about them.

"So many..." Zhu Honggong exclaimed, "My mother... Master, my disciple thinks we can consider Elder Hua's suggestion!"

"Fuck you... can you be a bit more promising?" Ming Shiyin pushed him away.

At this moment, Master Xujing, with dozens of his disciples, came from Yukong.

form a neat square.

"Amitabha, Lao Na finally has the opportunity to repay Ji's favor." Xu Jing looked at the group of puppets at the foot of the mountain, "Lao Na has notified the other disciples and rushed over."

"Old monk, interesting enough..." Zhu Hong said with a smile.

"Good talk, good talk."

Lu Zhou glanced at the puppet that looked like an ant colony below, and said, "Flower Moon Walk."

Hua Yuexing came to the front from the rear Yukong, bowed and said, "This subordinate is here."

"The high sky is your territory, you have the Moon Bow, make good use of it... Catch the thief first and catch the king." Lu Zhou rode Bai Ze and flew towards the top of the Motian Pavilion.

Stand tall and see far.

Huayuexing understood and flew over with Luzhou.

Lu Zhou also glanced at it and flew down.

Huayuexing leaned and looked down at the surrounding environment...

Raise the lunar bow in your hand, and pull the bowstring—

hum!

With a bang, the arrow slammed into the air.

Especially in the night, it looks extremely dazzling.

boom!

Arrow Gang hits a puppet on the ground.

The puppet fell down, but quickly got up again.

"The thief must be captured first... These puppets are already dead, and they will still get up after killing them."

How can other people not understand this truth.

Anyone who is a little smarter will hide and control them slowly. Who knows where he is now?

Lu Zhou glanced at it and said:

"Elder Hua, you can just guard the Motian Pavilion."

"Okay." Hua Wudao is not suitable for attacking, so he is naturally happy to have such a task of guarding his home.

Ming Shiyin said, "Master, why did their bodies become so strong?"

Luzhou replied:

"The caster absorbed powerful vitality, established a blood pool, and re-infected and refined their bodies. However, this technique is extremely evil. The more puppets manipulated, the greater the backlash against the caster."

Leng Luo added: "At least two hundred years of life are lost."

"Long experience." Ming Shiyin said.

"I don't care how sturdy he is, how much he comes, and how much I kill." Duanmusheng grabbed the Overlord's spear, surrounded by astral energy, "My disciple asks for a fight!"

Lu Zhou nodded: "Go ahead."

Under his care, these apprentices will naturally have no problems.

As long as Bama dares to appear, he can take it away with a fatal blow at any time, and the rest is to clear the battlefield.

With the master's answer, Duanmusheng was more like a chicken blood, and he started with a hundred tribulations... with a 34-foot-high Dharma body, he jumped down from the mountain.

"Third Senior Brother... He is as fierce as ever!" Ming Shiyin was extremely ashamed. This is also the reason why he is reluctant to discuss with the third senior brother every time. Who can stand it, poking and poking every day...