Volume 1 Chapter 656 Round
Chapter 656 Round
Zhang Pa was extremely fast, chasing the four swords and appearing in front of Zhang Tianfang and Fang Jian first. He slashed with the hard iron knife, a black shadow passed by, and the four bone swords were broken into two pieces.
However, the ghost disciples attacked in waves. The five people forced Zhang Pa to return to defense with flying swords. They took this opportunity to sneak attack, holding the bone swords again and stabbing. Three people entangled Zhang Pa, and two attacked Zhang Tianfang and Fang Jian respectively.
All this was done in the blink of an eye. After the hard iron knife swung out a black shadow, five black shadows followed.
Because of the concern for the two people behind him, Zhang Pa did not dare to rush over, nor could he dodge. He had to use the hard iron knife to sweep the three ghost disciples attacking him, and by the way, cut the three bone swords. He easily forced back three masters, but there were still two people attacking Zhang Tianfang and Fang Jian at the same time. At this time, he had no time to split.
Fortunately, there was a ghost sword. The nine ghost kings fought desperately, bursting out all their strength with a bang, clanging and knocking a bone sword away, but there was still a sword stabbing at Fang Jian. Just now, he pulled Zhang Tianfang away, and the distance between the two was too close. Now there was no way to dodge. If he dodged, it would be Zhang Tianfang who was stabbed, not to mention that he might not be able to dodge, so he had to grit his teeth and raise his sword to block.
Because his cultivation was slightly lower, his own movements were not as fast as the bone sword, and one block missed, and the bone sword was about to pierce his head.
At this time, a strong airflow blew through the air, and a big black bird appeared out of thin air, pecking at the bone sword with a sharp beak, and clanging and knocking it away.
When Zhang Pa found that the three ghost disciples were attacking him, he had already released the weapon spirit black bird. Because the top masters fought too fast, many things happened in a flash, and it seemed that the black bird was late. In fact, the black bird flew towards Zhang Tianfang and the others as soon as it appeared. There were also eight shadow tigers that appeared with the black bird, and they also shouldered the responsibility of guarding.
With a clang, the ghost knife blocked the bone sword. With another clang, the black bird blocked the bone sword, causing the sneak attack of the two ghost disciples to fail. Seeing this, Zhang Pa became ruthless and swung the hard iron knife to create a black shadow. Black lines flew from the edge of the blade, forming a large net that covered the five ghost disciples. The five ghost disciples saw that the ghost knife and the black bird were strong and knew that they could not sneak attack again. The stronger Zhang Pa rushed towards them like crazy. The five were no match for him and turned around without hesitation to flash into the valley magic circle.
At this point, the first round ended. Two ghost disciples died and three bone swords were destroyed; on Zhang Pa's side, Zhang Tianfang and Fang Jian were beaten so badly that no one was injured or killed.
The ghost disciples in the formation showed up one by one. In addition to the two dead, there were eleven people standing proudly, with a thousand black-armored soldiers behind them, staring at Zhang Pa and the other two with bloodshot eyes. There were also two black Yuanyings staring angrily. The two guys were quite miserable. They were killed by Zhang Pa in a confrontation and fled back to the magic circle during the melee.
Zhang Tianfang was furious: "What are you looking at? Come out!" The fight just now was the most dangerous one in his life. He had no time to react and could only stand and wait for death. Fang Jian was also very angry. His face was as gloomy as water and he didn't speak. He finally advanced to the first level, but he was still a waste in a fight with a master. The title of the first genius was all false! He hurt people a lot! He was thinking about how to advance quickly.
There were eight shadow tigers in front of the two of them, and a black bird on their heads. Two of the shadow tigers stared at one of the eleven ghost disciples, their eyes full of hatred.
Zhang Pa understood that the two tigers were injured by the ghost disciple, and thought to himself: "The top-level ghost disciple is really powerful and can catch up with the speed of the shadow tiger."
Because of the limitation of the formation, the thousand-man black armor team could not advance too far, and stopped only a few dozen meters out of the valley. The eleven ghost disciples were even more cautious. Zhang Pa was more powerful than they had imagined. Apart from the Ghost Emperor, they had never seen anyone who could make themselves disappear just by speed, so they had to be cautious.
Zhang Pa turned around and asked: "Are you two okay?" He tried his best to be careful, protecting himself layer by layer, and even used himself as a shield, but the ghost disciple still took advantage of him.
"It's okay." Zhang Tianfang replied loudly. Fang Jian whispered: "It's okay."
Zhang Pa nodded slightly. He couldn't let these bastards go, so he continued to attack and took out a handful of top-level talismans and threw them at the formation like throwing garbage. This time it was more dense, more accurate and more fierce. After only five talismans, the stream of light above the formation reappeared, and many figures also showed colors. The huge explosion consumed too much of the formation's power.
The ghost disciples looked at each other and quickly formed three teams of three. They rushed out of the magic circle like spinning tops. Each of them stabbed Zhang Pa with a bone sword. The first person stabbed, the second person followed, and then the third person. The three formed a circle of continuous attack.
The ghost disciples had used this trick when they sneaked up to Tianlei Mountain. Zhang Pa was familiar with it and knew that they wanted to lock him. The three teams stood in three positions and stabbed. As long as the first sword was stabbed, he couldn't run away even if he wanted to. The continuous flying stabs were too fast and he had no power to dodge.
But that was for others. It was child's play for Zhang Pa. He didn't dodge either. He raised his magic sword and stabbed the opponent. The sword tip was facing the sword tip, and the swords were connected quickly. There was a quick sound of "snapping". The bone swords of the first three-person team were all stabbed in two.
But there were three teams attacking together. The first team blocked Zhang Pa's action, and the other two teams were not idle either. Swords shot like lightning and stabbed at the head.
Zhang Pa sneered, I'm afraid you won't come. While he was stabbing the ghost disciples with the Fushen Sword in his right hand, he held up a tall hard iron knife in his left hand and hid behind the knife to block the attacks of the other two groups. There was only a crisp sound like pearls falling on a silver plate, and the big hard iron knife was not damaged at all, becoming the strongest shield in the world to protect Zhang Pa.
At this time, Zhang Pa moved, letting go of the hard iron knife, disappearing in a clanging sound, and quickly flew to the ghost disciple closest to him. If nothing unexpected happened, the next moment the silver sword would pierce the black clothes, leaving a blood hole.
As soon as he moved, the nine ghost disciples retreated at the same time as if they had received an order. While they were retreating, the two ghost disciples in the formation moved instantly, and several sword rains pierced the empty space next to the ghost disciple closest to Zhang Pa. As long as Zhang Pa sneaked over, as long as Zhang Pa appeared in this empty space, he would definitely be stabbed before the person being sneak attacked.
As expected of a top-level master, the eleven ghost disciples were really well calculated. When Zhang Pa attacked the ghost disciple, he realized the danger, drew his sword and evacuated, and then planned to attack the next person, but the nine ghost disciples had already rushed into the protective magic circle and controlled the bone sword to counterattack and respond to the two ghost disciples who appeared later.
Zhang Pa had a headache. How could the bones of these guys be inexhaustible? He was too lazy to destroy the bone sword, so he flew back gently and appeared in front of Zhang Tianfang and the others.
This was the second round between the two sides. The ghost disciples used eleven people to attack repeatedly to resist Zhang Pa's ghostly body movements, and solved the danger that the magic circle might be broken. The two sides barely tied.
Looking at the talisman in his hand, Zhang Pa thought: If there is a spiritual power cannon, it would be great. One shot would cause the sky to collapse and the earth to crack. By the way, he complained about the sorcerers. These guys would use spiritual power cannons to bully people when fighting with the common people of the Song Dynasty. Why are they reluctant to use it to break the ghost emperor's magic circle?
Zhang Pa blamed the sorcerers wrongly. It's not that they were reluctant to fire the cannon, but they were attacked by high-level ghost disciples before the cannon was set up, and all the people and cannons were killed. That's why the death team rushed into the valley to kill, intending to contain the ghost disciples and let the spiritual power cannon attack smoothly. But the problem is that the ghost disciples are too powerful. The death team really died, but the cannon has not been set up.
So five top-level sorcerers came out to set up the formation, also to stop the ghost disciples from moving, so as to set up the cannon to attack the valley magic circle.
But the warlocks' efforts were useless in the end. The 42 high-level ghost disciples easily distracted the masters' attacks. A team of six was divided into seven teams. One team fought a top-level warlock, not seeking to hurt anyone but to harass and protect themselves. The remaining two teams had time to fight the warlocks who were tinkering with the spiritual power cannon. In the end, the warlocks' plan to set up the spiritual power cannon ended in failure.
Fortunately, the 64 top-level ghost disciples had a mission and did not dare to leave the valley without permission. If they could have fought their way out, the army of more than 200,000 warlocks would have been killed and scattered with countless casualties.
Zhang Pa was complaining in his heart, and the ghost disciples in the magic circle were also thinking about their own ideas. One ghost disciple showed a hesitant expression, thought for a moment, raised his hand and cast a communication spell. Soon, three red-clothed ghost disciples flew out of the valley. They were masters among the top-level ghost disciples.
Zhang Pa was not unfamiliar with them. A group of guys attacked on the Holy Country River and almost killed Zhang Tianfang. Seeing the three men coming, Zhang Pa whispered, "You retreat first."
Zhang Tianfang refused to do so, as he was still thinking about revenge. Fang Jian knew that with their current cultivation level, they would not be able to achieve much if they stayed here, so he advised, "Go back first."
Zhang Pa waved his hand, and eight shadow tigers and a black bird escorted the two men to fly slowly south. Zhang Pa landed, holding a sword and facing the ghost disciples coldly.
The ghost disciples were also worried about Zhang Pa's ghostly speed. Knowing that Zhang Tianfang and the other two were running away, no one dared to go out and attack and kill them.
Seeing that the two of them disappeared, a red-clothed ghost disciple smiled and said, "You hurt the two of us again. You are the biggest enemy of Ghost Valley. There must be more than a dozen top-level ghost disciples who died in your hands, right?"
Ghost Valley? Where is Ghost Valley? Zhang Pa had only heard of Tiexian Valley, which was in the mountains somewhere in the Holy Country. It was the place where the Ghost Emperor made his fortune and cultivated 108 top-level ghost disciples, who later caused chaos in the Holy Country.
"What? Can't figure it out?" The red-clothed ghost snorted and sneered, holding his hands on his shoulders and raising them up. As his arms were raised higher and higher, he slowly pulled out two bone swords, which were faintly shining with cold light, flashing and jumping in circles, as if they were alive.
Zhang Pa shook his head slightly: "You have so many bones." He put away the hard iron knife and looked at each other with the Fu Shen sword in his hand.
As the first red-clothed ghost disciple pulled out two bone swords from his body, the other two red-clothed ghost disciples also drew out two bone swords each, and then the three of them stood in a triangle and slowly walked out of the magic circle and approached Zhang Pa.
Zhang Pa smiled coldly, loosened his fingers, and the Fu Shen sword flew up and stopped in front of his forehead, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the person in the middle of the opponent.
The three red-clothed ghost disciples were unmoved and continued to move forward until they stopped ten meters in front of Zhang Pa. The ghost disciple in the middle said coldly: "I advise you to turn back before it's too late. Some things are not something you can get involved in."