Volume 1 Chapter 462 Anger

Chapter 462 Anger

But they were a step too slow. As soon as the three saints appeared, they rushed to the seriously injured ghost disciple. When the rescue ghost disciples arrived, one of the seriously injured ghost disciples had already been killed.

The ghost disciples sent four people to rescue, two of them protected the injured ghost disciple, and two of them killed the three saints. Because of the dispersion of power, the situation that was originally tied with the Buddhists was immediately broken, and they were instantly at a disadvantage. A ghost disciple whistled, and two ghost disciples helped the injured to retreat first. After they left for a while, the remaining twelve people exerted their strength at the same time and fled to the north.

They were all top-level masters. If the opponent wanted to escape, it would be unlikely to kill him even if he had an absolute advantage. All the masters could do was to follow and chase him. So the battlefield that was originally in a mess suddenly became deserted, leaving only the flying boat drifting on the lake and the men and women watching the excitement on the boat.

Zhang Tianfang murmured, "Leaving now?" He seemed a little uncomfortable, but then he became excited: "It's exciting, 27 top masters fighting each other, it's rare to see this fight in a century, this fight is exciting."

With so many top masters fighting, even Buddhists who don't care about worldly affairs have joined in, it can be seen how tense the situation in the Holy Kingdom is. Zhang Pa said, "I have to find someone to ask." Zhang Tianfang didn't understand: "What to ask?" Fang Jian explained casually: "Ask for directions, and why are they fighting?" Zhang Tianfang curled his lips and said, "The saints and ghosts of the demon cultivators fight every day, what's so strange about that?" Fang Jian said, "There are so many super masters fighting every day?" Zhang Tianfang thought for a while and said, "Yes, why are there so many masters?" Twenty-seven top masters appeared at once, and anyone would be shocked.

What shocked Zhang Tianfang even more was that these masters were here to kill them. After thinking for a while, he asked Zhang Pa: "Do you have a grudge against them?" Zhang Pa smiled: "Nonsense, I broke that guy's leg, and two people were killed by Longshen Valley, so I guess it's my fault. Do you have a grudge?" Zhang Tianfang thought for a long time again, and said carefully: "One died and two were injured just now, so it must be your fault. Wait for you to be hunted down." Zhang Pa cursed angrily: "Crow mouth, if you can't talk, just shut up."

Facts have proved that the crow mouth is always accurate. The ghost disciples of Tiexian Valley have already counted all the casualties of the three fights on Zhang Pa, with a total of three deaths, two injuries, and one disability. The ghost disciples' ideas make sense. If Zhang Pa hadn't messed around, how could anyone be injured or even killed?

Zhang Pa said depressedly: "Run away." Zhang Tianfang, who has always been a hero, also gave in: "That's it." One or two masters are okay, but when they appear, there are dozens of them, and they will scare you to death.

Zhang Pa thought carefully for a while and found that most of the people who had just fought had been seen during the day. The ghost with a broken leg attacked him, and the three ghosts who fired the spiritual cannon had chased him. The five great Buddhists escorted the people to the east. The fat monk and the four saints who arrived later saw them flying east early in the morning, along with the four ghosts they were chasing. They also appeared in the fight just now. He couldn't help but sighed: "I can't be so unlucky. The big monk chased the ghosts. Why did the ghosts chase me?"

The fact is that before the ghosts assassinated Zhang Pa, four ghosts destroyed a city in the west, killed more than 100,000 people, and angered six big monks. The fat monk and the four saints chased the four ghosts, and the five Buddhists escorted the people away and took them back to the vicinity of the temple for resettlement.

At this time, the ghost with a broken leg found dozens of virgins, and greedily moved. He assassinated them in the lake, but he didn't want to assassinate them. Instead, he lost his footing. In addition, the boss of Tiexian Valley ordered to kill Zhang Pa, and the seventeen top-level ghosts joined forces to set an ambush, including the four people chased by the Buddhists.

So when Zhang was afraid of being bullied, the Buddhist priests came to chase the four people. The fat monk found the spiritual power cannon and first hid his body. Then he used the magic of absorbing things to hollow out the soil under the cannon, and then threw three explosive talismans into the barrel to destroy the biggest threat before showing up. Then there was a fight, and then the four saints chased him and continued to fight. Strictly speaking, it was the monks who saved him.

Zhang Tianfang urged, "Stop howling, let's go." Zhang Pa felt a headache: "Where are we going? Are we going to fly around?"

Zhang Tianfang taught him, "You pig brain, there were six monks just now, and you didn't even ask where the Daxiong Temple is." Then he started to act smart, thinking seriously for a long time and said, "The most dangerous place is the safest place. Let's go to Tiexian Valley. The fat monk just said that the ghost disciples in Tiexian Valley are so and so. It should be their lair."

Zhang Pa asked, "Who told you that the most dangerous place is the safest place?" Zhang Tianfang taught him again, "Learning is very important. When drinking tea, don't just think about being comfortable. You should also listen to others and learn to increase your wisdom." Zhang Pa kicked him directly after hearing this: "You dare to use what you learned from listening to storytelling in the teahouse to teach me?"

Fang Jian interrupted, "Seven handsome guys asked for directions to Tiexian Valley during the day. What are they going to do? Kill ghost disciples?" Zhang Pa shook his head, "They don't look crazy or stupid. They won't want to die."

The three men chatted for a while and decided to leave here first. Everyone got on Feizhi and flew west. The flight lasted for a month. With the full speed of the medium-grade flying machine, he had no idea where he was flying to. Zhang Tianfang sighed all day: "I never knew the Holy Kingdom was so big."

The Holy Kingdom was indeed big, and no one knew how Zhang Pa flew. He didn't see a village or town along the way, not even the city destroyed by the ghost disciples. All he could see was forests, forests that were more vast than the Ten Thousand Mountains, with endless trees of all kinds. Besides sighing, Zhang Tianfang often asked Zhang Pa: "Are we lost?"

A month later, we finally saw a village. Five miles out of the forest, there were more than a hundred houses scattered about. Zhang Pa stopped flying over the village, not worried about causing panic among the villagers, because there was no living person in the whole village. Zhang Tianfang scanned it twice with his spiritual sense and sighed, "You must be the reincarnation of the god of misfortune."

Zhang Pa was also a little suspicious. He had not seen any living people in a month, but now he saw them, and all the living people were dead. Hundreds of corpses were lying crookedly in various places in the village. The common point was that they were shriveled, pale and bloodless. There was no blood on the corpses, around the corpses, or inside the corpses.

After landing, Zhang Pa went to collect the corpses. Fang Jian followed and asked, "Ghost disciples?" Zhang Pa said, "The blood was sucked out."

There were more than 200 corpses in total. He wanted to bury them, but thought about burning them all. If there were ghost disciples sucking their blood, there would be ghost disciples taking their bones.

There was a road to the west of the village leading to the distance. After burying the ashes, Zhang Pa and others walked along the road and arrived at another village half a day later. Just like the previous village, there were no living people. The blood of the whole village was sucked dry and turned into mummies. Zhang Pa's forehead blood vessels jumped. He was furious. He always said that the ghosts were cruel. Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you understand that kind of anger.