Volume 1 Chapter 800 Sneak Attack

Chapter 800 Sneak Attack

Especially the monk standing directly opposite, who has a slight affection for Twenty-Four Stars. If a fight really breaks out, he will bear the brunt, and he will be the first unlucky one. However, due to the restriction of his status, he could not quit first. As a master, he could die but could not lose face. Twenty-Four Stars retreated first, and then the others also retreated, giving him an excuse to avoid a life-and-death fight.

All thirteen people retreated. To Yao Mei'er's surprise, she had the intention to sneer a few more words, but she didn't dare to say them out loud. For a group of top-level monks, Zhang was afraid that he could be careless, but he didn't have that level of strength. In order to avoid disaster, he had to stay in seclusion. Mouth as well. Then he smiled and watched Zhang Wen walking down the valley.

Zhang Aijing walked down slowly. Zhang Tianfang was a little disappointed. Why didn't he start a fight? With the Ghost Sword guarding him by his side and the Fushen Sword in his hand, even if his opponent is a top-level master, he should still be able to fight.

Zhang Ai's wrist trembled slightly, and the Fushen Sword in his palm suddenly turned into a black folding fan. He unfolded the fan and swayed gently into the valley. To the naked eye, there is nothing else in the valley except for the rocks, mud, grass and trees in the ground. There are no common barrier formations among cultivators, but more than three hundred Nascent Soul masters can be left behind. Each of them is like a puppet, unable to move, with only a pair of eyes to look around, and a pair of ears to hear what others are saying.

The valley was thousands of meters long and wide, and Zhang was afraid of stopping at the bottom. Zhang Tianfang wanted to go inside, but he grabbed him. He lowered his head to pick up a stone and threw it over. The stone did not encounter any obstruction, fell gently to the ground, and rolled into the crowd.

Zhang Tianfang said: "Look, it's okay, just be careful." As he spoke, he rushed in again. Zhang was afraid of holding him and did not allow him to move, and did not speak. He let go of his consciousness, and his eyes were like lightning, scanning the valley inch by inch.

On the surface, the valley is empty, with nothing in it. Scanning it with his spiritual sense can't find any abnormality, but Zhang Ai's gut feeling is that the valley is not that simple. Putting away the folding fan, he turned sideways and picked up a one-meter-long branch, held it in his hands and stretched it forward. It felt the same as usual, no different, and it was still very safe.

Seeing that Zhang Wei was so cautious, even though he had found nothing so far, Zhang Tianfang decided to be more honest, cooperate with Zhang Wei's actions, and whispered: "Let go, I will follow you and never pass you."

Zhang Ping glanced back at him, and seeing his firm eyes, he let go of the hand holding his and glanced around at the people around him. Including Yao Mei'er, there were fourteen top-level experts outside the valley. One by one, they were all looking at him nervously. Looking at their expressions, they clearly knew what was going on in the valley, but no one was willing to tell them frankly.

Zhang Ain looked away, turned to the valley, dropped the branch in his hand, took out the magic sword, held it tightly with his right hand, took a long breath, stretched out his right arm, and stabbed forward with the sword. It feels the same as using a branch, without any resistance, just as easy as stabbing a sword. The sword thrust straight forward without retracting it. Zhang Aoi walked in with his sword straight, walking slowly and firmly step by step into the valley without wavering.

At this moment, his spiritual consciousness swept across the mountain ridge, checking the performance of all the experts. Some were happy, some were surprised, and some were waiting to see the fun. Zhang's heart suddenly moved, his steps suddenly stopped, and his body became slower, moving forward like a snail. At this time, the expressions of everyone on the mountain ridge changed again. There were two types of expressions, one was disappointed, the other was silent and thoughtful.

Zhang Wen stabbed forward with his sword. He had already walked into the valley and was moving forward. His right hand first felt immobile. A huge force surged towards his right hand from all directions. The powerful force was like mud pushing in from all directions, bringing dryness with it. Finally, he fixed his right hand in it, but the mud could not be seen, and the force was even greater. Zhang Awei's right hand just stayed flat in the air, unable to move.

Zhang Ain used his right hand to estimate how powerful the power in the valley was. After thinking for a moment, he concentrated all his spiritual power into his right arm, turned his right shoulder to the side, and pulled out his right hand. Then, the pressure disappeared and I could move again.

Zhang Wen laughed and drew a line on the ground with his sword. He turned around and spoke to Zhang Tianfang: "Stand behind the line and slowly reach forward." When Zhang Tianfang saw something interesting, he came over happily and asked, "Is it fun? " Before Zhang Awei could answer, he stretched his right hand forward, and suddenly felt the huge force. He was so frightened that he screamed: "Oh my God, I can't feel my hand." He quickly pulled it back and looked carefully, and said with a sigh, "It's okay. "Okay, it's okay." After confirming that he was not injured, he asked Zhang Ai: "What's going on?"

Zhang Awei chuckled: "I don't know." But he had some concerns in his heart. If it was just this power, he shouldn't be able to stop himself.

After thinking about it, I took out a rope and wrapped it around the magic sword in my hand. I threw it forward gently and dropped it into the valley. Then I pulled the rope. The magic sword came back lightly without any sluggishness. It seems that this magic circle only works. in people. He put away the rope magic sword, faced the valley head-on, and walked over. After taking a step, his body stopped moving. To people who don't know why, Zhang Wen seems to be standing still on one foot, stretching one foot forward, leaning forward, and not falling down.

But in this posture, the half of the body inside the magic circle cannot move, but the body outside the magic circle can still move. But the harm to him is not as simple as being able to move or not. The powerful force of the magic circle made him extremely uncomfortable. Half of his body was under unimaginable pressure. It was like a lock molded close to his body, locking him in place and constantly squeezing him.

The other half of the body is left outside the magic circle. It is much more relaxed without this kind of pressure. However, it is precisely because of this relaxation that the body is pulled by two different forces at the same time, causing a huge imbalance. Zhang is afraid that one of them is about to explode. a feeling of. Busy transporting power throughout the body to balance this huge difference. The ice crystal even took the initiative to condense the wall as a shield to bear part of the terrifying power of the magic circle for him.

At this moment, a silver light flashed on the mountain ridge, and a silver sword stabbed Zhang Wei in the head. The tip of the sword had pierced into his scalp. Zhang was afraid that his head would be outside the magic circle. With the double protection of his huge spiritual power and ice crystals, he suddenly shrank his head and turned to one side to avoid the fatal danger. The silver sword grazed his scalp and broke several holes in a row. Protective air shield. Because the force of the ice crystal resisted the power of the magic circle, it was also pierced by his sword. The flying sword stabbed a trench on the top of Zhang Ao's head, and the white flesh appeared on the ground. In the contrast with the black hair, it looked particularly scary.

The attacker succeeds with his sword, and then stabs him again. He will definitely kill Zhang Afraid. At this time, Zhang Tian got angry and thrust forward with the Fu Shen Sword. The ghost sword in the air slashed horizontally. He risked his life to save Zhang Ai.

Zhang was afraid of the final protection of the ice crystal, so he took advantage of the opportunity to use all his strength and hurriedly pulled away from the strong pressure. He was very fast. After taking a step back, the ravine wound on his head was still pale and there was no blood. out.

He stepped back, and two more top-level monks on the mountain ridge attacked at the same time. They also wanted to kill Zhang Ai. If I make you arrogant again, I will kill you and let you go to hell to be arrogant.

Although the magic formation in the valley was powerful, Zhang was afraid that after testing, he would know that those forces could not keep him in the formation, and he would not be like Shura and others who were pitifully unable to move, so he dared to enter the formation. When he was attacked, the tiger soul in his brain exploded in an emergency, and merged with the power of his own soul. He hurriedly avoided the sneak attack, and then exited the magic circle. Without stopping, he ducked and flew back to attack. A bit of silver light brought a haze, and the person disappeared without a trace.

The sneak attack monk was about to make up for the stab with his sword when he suddenly realized that Zhang Wen was gone. Then he saw the Ghost Sword and Zhang Tianfang stabbing with their swords. Zhang Tianfang's cultivation was limited, so the sneak attack monk didn't take it seriously. However, the ghost sword was powerful and fast, so he had to retreat to resist. At this moment, three sword points appeared on the left chest, throat, and forehead at almost the same time. Can't see. As the sword tips disappeared from his body one after another, a fat white Nascent Soul popped out from his forehead. He grabbed a flag in one hand and a small sword in the other. There was a silver ring around his neck. He hurriedly left his body and flew into the air.

The old guy was so ruthless that he flew straight into the magic circle in the valley, rushed in more than six meters away with all his strength and extremely fast speed, and then stopped there motionless, sharing the same fate as the more than 300 people trapped earlier. Can't come out anymore. However, he was willing to be trapped, and he knew very well that in front of a group of top-level cultivators, he had no way to escape. The Nascent Soul of others was a great material for cultivators to increase their cultivation. You can imagine the miserable fate after being caught. And know.

As soon as he plunged into the magic circle, a blood flower exploded outside the magic circle. In the void, blood dropped inexplicably, one piece at a time, one drop at a time, one drop at a time, blooming from the air and falling to the ground. .

At this time, two top-level monks who came from the mountain ridge rushed towards them, but Zhang was afraid that he would be gone. The two of them knew that it was not good, the good opportunity was fleeting, and the good opportunity was gone, and they could no longer stay here. At that moment, Nie'er didn't even fight, turned around and ran away. They also considered themselves masters, but they knew that they could not reach the level of Zhang Awei who could become invisible just by relying on his own speed. Staying here would be courting death. In the blink of an eye, the two of them were already there. Crossed the mountain ridge and ran far away.

You must know that this is Monster Mountain. A cultivator's cultivation is suppressed by the power of the mountain and cannot exert its full power. But on the other hand, Zhang Awei seems to be unaffected. Who dares to find discomfort with him?

Zhang Tianfang was in a hurry to save Zhang Aiming. He used too much strength with his whole body, but the enemies in front of him disappeared. He didn't have time to stop, and rushed directly into the valley formation. At this moment, someone pulled him from behind and he was dragged out. Far away. Zhang Tian was furious and looked over intently, just in time to see Zhang Wen's figure appear.

Zhang was afraid of moving too fast, especially after using the Tiger Soul. The pressure of the Monster Mountain would not have any impact on him. His movements were so fast that they were invisible to the naked eye. This was the main reason why he dared to risk entering the battle just now. He deliberately put himself in danger. Firstly, he had the tiger spirit as his support, and secondly, he wanted to test who his enemy was. He didn't believe it. After he was completely submerged in the magic circle, all fourteen masters on the mountain ridge would be gone. Moved? Will he see a great opportunity in front of him and not kill himself? There are a lot of enemies there.

The result was completely unexpected. None of the cultivators who had a grudge against him moved and just stood there watching the fun. Instead, three guys whom he had never met or recognized before came to trouble him.