Volume 1 Chapter 657 Fighting
Chapter 657: Fighting with each other
Zhang Ai was a little surprised, what did this ghost disciple mean? Could it be that I killed so many of his classmates and didn't care? Still want me to leave? Just out of this little bit of surprise, the three red-clothed ghost disciples started at the same time. They first threw three swords and stabbed three important parts of Zhang Ai's body at a speed faster than lightning. Following the fluttering red shadow, it was like three red flags fluttering in the wind, reflecting the sky and the earth as brilliantly as the morning glow. In the red, three dots of silver chased the three flying swords in front and pierced towards them.
Damn you, you are so depressed that you were fooled. It was so surprising that in just a short period of distraction, the enemy came over. Zhang Ying ducked and retreated. These three people are stronger than the black-clothed ghost disciples, but no matter how strong they are, they can't beat Zhang Afraid. Even if they fight three against one, it's still unclear who will win.
Zhang was afraid to retreat, and the ghosts in red pursued him. He saw the red clouds in the sky extending forward, gently wrapping around a gray figure. For a moment, the red clouds were about to wrap around the gray shadow. Suddenly, the gray shadow disappeared.
The three ghost disciples in red saw the opportunity very quickly. The moment Zhang Wen disappeared, the three of them immediately stopped and stood back to back. They activated the three bone swords to fly and stab in front of them. They held the second sword in their right hands and prepared to respond to the enemy.
They locked the opponent with their soul, but Zhang was afraid that the speed was too fast. They only knew that he appeared in a certain position for a while, and then appeared in another position. The speed was unimaginable, and the position changed endlessly. The three ghost disciples had to move slowly. Fight quickly, first defend a place in front of you, and then wait for an opportunity to sneak attack and kill the opponent.
It was not difficult to stop the three bone swords that were flying and stabbing in the air, but Zhang Zhi didn't take action. He didn't want to give the red-clothed ghost disciple any chance. If the flying sword is broken first, no matter how fast the speed is, there will still be a short gap, which will give the ghost in red a chance. He won't like it very much if the ghost disciple gets the upper hand, whether he attacks or retreats. If the ghost disciples attack forcefully, he will be in a passive position. The ghost disciples will take the opportunity to retreat to the protective circle. This fight will be in vain. He has to be sure of killing one person before he takes action.
The three red-clothed ghost disciples knew that their opponents were powerful, and their expressions were solemn. The powerful consciousness of the three people weaved layers of nets within a radius of 20 meters from their bodies. As long as the opponent paused for a moment, they would be struck by swords like rain. Come.
Seeing their tight protection, Zhang Ke smiled sinisterly, suddenly stopped and said, "I'm here." A figure appeared from the void. However, the other three became much more cautious and did not take action immediately. Zhang Ain continued to smile sinisterly: "I'll give you some gifts." After saying that, the figure disappeared again. If you don't make a move, I will! A handful of seven-star talismans were thrown at him like sand, and then he flew up to watch the fun.
The three ghost disciples in red had to get out of the way. No matter how powerful they were, they wouldn't want to stand and be bombed.
Zhang Ao was waiting for this opportunity. When the red-clothed ghost disciple retreated, he quickly followed up, and sword energy fell from the sky like a rainbow.
The ghost disciples in red were indeed more powerful. The three of them could maintain a tight formation while retreating, and they recalled three bone swords at the same time. The most powerful thing was that at the moment of retreating, layers of thick bones suddenly appeared in front of the three of them. The shield, I don’t know whether it is to prevent the explosion of the spell or to prevent the attack, but it is blocked in front layer by layer.
Zhang Ping's sword pierced the layers of bone shields in the air, easily splitting several layers of bone shields, but failed to hurt the red-clothed ghost disciple, and the sneak attack failed. And when he stabbed out with the sword, his aura was at its strongest. The three ghost disciples in red immediately locked onto his aura, controlled the three bone swords in the air to stab him, and then raised the bone swords in their hands to continue stabbing. Seal all his escape routes.
The four of them moved too fast and had already left their original positions. The many spells that Zhang Ai had just thrown forward exploded behind him at this moment, and six more bone swords were stabbed in front of him. Zhang Ai was a little depressed. The three guys were so cruel. Yes, you still want to trick me when you run away? With all the strength in his body, he retreated from the distance and emerged, snorting coldly: "This time, I'll let you go first."
The three ghost disciples in red knew that the combined strength of the three of them could not defeat him, so they were surprised by his power and retreated back to the magic circle. So the third round ended in a draw again.
Zhang was afraid of being angry with them in the sky: "You three are really powerful. Together you can fight me to a tie. Not bad, not bad. Keep up the hard work." He said that only the three top-level ghost disciples could fight him with all their strength, even though they were barely able to fight him. It's true, but it's a bit shameless and irritating.
However, the ghost disciples didn't care. A pair of blood-red eyes glanced at him coldly. The three red-clothed ghost disciples were unable to deal with Zhang Ai. Finally, they attracted their attention, and someone played another communication talisman.
Zhang Ain continued to ridicule them: "Hurry up and call someone. It's best to call your old ghost emperor. Do you dare to come? If he dares to come, I can't beat him to death."
He fought against more than a dozen top-level ghost disciples by himself, and even beat a group of masters to the point where they dared not come out, which was of course extremely satisfying. Let me ask, who can do such a thing? If you don't see it with your own eyes, who would dare to believe it?
However, he was also a little depressed. Although there was a hope of destroying the formation by using talismans, whenever the formation showed signs of damage, the ghosts would sneak attacks. As soon as he stopped attacking, it only took a moment for the protective formation to return to its original state. , I really have to be depressed.
Looking at the formation, I feel worried. It would be great if there was a spiritual cannon to kill you bunch of bastards.
He stopped attacking, and the ghost disciples in the formation ignored him. There was a brief peace between the two sides. After a while, helpers arrived. On Zhang's side, eight shadow tigers and big black birds came back, and on the other side, more than 20 ghost disciples flew over.
Looking at the thousands of people lined up in front of him, as well as the spooky group of top-level ghost disciples, Zhang was afraid that he would secretly curse the five top-level warlocks he met on the way, just break the formation and be done with it? I'm working my ass off here, and you guys don't come over to help me; even if you're just watching the excitement, you should come over and take a look.
More and more top-level ghost disciples gathered in the magic circle. A total of sixty-four people formed a large formation. At this moment, there were forty-six people standing opposite Zhang Ain. Counting the two dead, only The next sixteen ghost disciples are guarding.
What exactly are you protecting? Could it be the Ghost Emperor? Zhang was afraid he wouldn't guess, but looking at a bunch of ghost disciples gave him a headache. He really wanted to ask God, have I encountered all the masters in the world? After much deliberation, I couldn't think of a way to quickly destroy the formation and kill the ghost disciples, so I said a few nonsense words to annoy them: "Why are there so many of you? Line up to welcome me?"
None of the ghost disciples spoke. They looked at him like a clown performing. After a while, the ghost disciple in red issued an order and the fourth round of fighting began. During the fight just now, the red-clothed ghost disciples planned to use the three of them to trap Zhang Awei and let the other ghost disciples sneak attack and assassinate him. However, they did not expect that Zhang Awei would not give them a chance, so they had to retreat temporarily. It's different now. More than forty people can kill one person, and a group of three people can be divided into more than a dozen small groups to attack continuously. It surged like waves, leaving the enemy unable to protect themselves, but the main attack was still the three ghosts in red.
The order was issued, and three ghosts in red flew over quickly. One attacked and the other protected, and they cooperated to attack Zhang Ai. And behind the ghost disciple in red, nine groups of three people flew out at the same time, flying out a dragnet to surround Zhang Ai.
With so many masters bullying him, even the gods couldn't resist. He ordered the nine monsters to fly higher to watch the fun, and he turned into an invisible object again, like air floating in the wind.
The more fights I have, the more I am grateful to Hu Ping. Without him giving me all the strength, I would not be able to easily fight against the enemy. Regardless of offense or defense, as long as I move fast enough, I can always be invincible. Otherwise, it is very likely that he will be killed when he encounters Jin Da.
Now he started to disappear again, but there were many ghosts and disciples. A team of three people worked together to kill one of him. More than thirty spiritual consciousnesses swept over him, and it was useless no matter how fast he flew. The ghost apprentice has learned a lot. After finding out the location of his aura, he stabs at the possible place first. So they saw rays of cold light stabbing into the air one after another. Although they never hit Zhang Awei, they liked to do this because of the strength of the people. The strong wind and rain forced Zhang Awei to make mistakes or show up, forcing him to think There was no opportunity to counterattack, and he could only continuously change his position to escape the attack.
This was the advantage of having more people. The red-clothed ghost disciples rushed to the front to attract most of Zhang Ai's attacks, ensuring the safety of the other ghost disciples and creating opportunities for them to attack. Everyone had fought once and got to know each other somewhat, so they would show no mercy again. Two huge sharp bone shields protected the three of them on the left and right, and a bone sword was thrust out between the two shields.
From the looks of it, it seemed that the three of them were showing weakness and seeking to protect themselves before injuring the enemy. However, Zhang Weijing had fought with them before and knew their true strength. He also knew that these guys had problems with their bones and could change at will. He himself has bones, and if they weren't not as hard as a hard iron knife, they would have been turned into big egg shells to protect him while running rampant.
So he didn't step forward, he just threw out a charm to block the enemy for him. But as soon as the talisman exploded, the three people on the other side were gone. The remaining two bone shields shattered into pieces, and three ghost disciples in red had already appeared behind him.
Zhang was afraid of scolding secretly, so he knew something was wrong, so Ruocai just rushed over and said affirmatively. He stabbed three swords with his backhand while distractedly monitoring the other nine groups of ghost disciples.
His three sword thrusts were empty, and the ghost disciple in red got the upper hand again after some calculations. Just now he circled from front to back, and now he circled from back to front. The sky was full of sword light, and layers of waves hit him like waves. Come on, either resist or dodge, want to fight back one by one? Even if Zhang Weijing has this strength, there are still nine groups of masters rushing here.
Zhang was afraid that he had no choice but to retreat, there was no need to fight forcefully. But everyone in the field is a master, so they won't let him get what he wants. Nine groups of ghost disciples launched at the same time, attacking different places. In this sky, there must be a place you want to go to. Although eight of them were definitely in the air, as long as one group of people entangled Zhang Ai, the other eight groups would immediately follow and attack, not to mention that there were three supernaturally powerful ghost disciples in red waiting eagerly.
The ghost disciples knew that there was no Zhang Awei, so they attacked first. When Zhang Awei flew over, they happened to attack, which was considered a good calculation.
The ghost disciple is smart, but Zhang is not stupid either. Thirty masters in the sky are besieging him, each of them can control a large space. If he flies over in a hurry, he is very likely to be attacked. Just as the ghost disciple didn't know where he was going to fly, he also didn't know where the ghost disciple would attack, and time was so urgent that he couldn't stop and consider it carefully. So without thinking, he threw out the hard iron knife, shrank behind the knife, and rushed out with the strongest shield in the world.