Volume 1 Chapter 835 Sound Attack Spell

Chapter 835 Sound Attack Spell

Wu Yi stared at Zhang Pa and raised his right hand to signal. More than a thousand monks behind him started at the same time. The figures fluttered and formed a sword formation in a moment, ready to torture Zhang Pa again.

Zhang Pa's finger finally slid to the tip of the blade, slowly retracted his finger, and exhaled lightly. With just this light call, the two gods in his mind merged into one, and Zhang Pa disappeared. Isn't the sword formation powerful? Isn't the sword formation solid? I will attack you in the same way as your spiritual cannon attacked the Tianlei Mountain Protective Formation.

His figure disappeared, and the air between where he stood and the sword formation was shaking constantly. As the air was shaking, the sound of long swords hitting the ground continued to be heard. In front of Wu Yi, it was like raindrops hitting the lake. The air in front of him was constantly rippling, and circles of vibrations appeared from the air and slowly spread into the air.

In a moment, hundreds of swords pierced through, and Zhang Pa was like crazy, fighting the entire sword formation with his own strength.

With his fierce attack, Wu Yi would not stand and take the beating. He dodged everywhere like lightning, but no matter how fast he dodged, Zhang Pa could always catch up with him and accurately stab him at the same point on his chest.

Zhang Pa's movements were too fast, and Wu Yi could not lock him with his soul, so it was difficult for him to fight back. Zhang Pa was just wandering outside the sword formation, unwilling to enter the formation lightly. Wu Yi used his body as bait several times to trick Zhang Pa into entering the formation. Zhang Pa just touched and left without being fooled, but he did not forget to stab him before leaving.

Zhang Pa's single-handed fight in the sword formation can be simply described as a mouse running very fast, using a straw stick to poke an elephant. Although he was fast and attacked continuously, and looked to have the upper hand in the situation, in fact, the entire sword formation was not damaged at all. Instead, the top masters in the formation lured him little by little to surround and attack him, waiting to lock his figure and then strike with thunder.

Including Lao Niu and He Wang who just returned, there are 26 top-level masters in the sword formation. Even if they fight normally, Zhang Pa will not get any good results, not to mention that they have the sword formation to help. At this time, Zhang Pa can only rely on his ghostly speed to fight with the sword formation.

Zhan Yun watched the two sides fighting at the foot of the mountain and sighed: "No wonder the title of the world's number one can't scare these people." Zhang Tianfang was dissatisfied: "Isn't it just that there are too many people? We have more monsters."

Zhang Pa was fighting outside. The piglet and the cat Huo'er wanted to go out to help, but they didn't know how to spell the formation. The two little guys looked at Zhan Yun with threatening or pitiful eyes, meaning that they should go out to help fight. Zhan Yun shook his head: "He didn't say." At this time, Zhan Yun didn't dare to make a rash decision.

Zhang Tianfang pouted and said: "You've wasted your kung fu." Turning to Fang Jian, he said: "You know, take us out." He was talking about the magic formula for entering and exiting the formation. Fang Jian also shook his head and said: "He didn't say." Zhang Pa didn't say it in advance, just because he didn't want them to go out, so as not to cause trouble. Fang Jian's cultivation was low, and he didn't dare to mess around.

Zhang Tian said angrily, "He hasn't said he wants to eat and drink yet. Are we not going to eat or drink?" Unfortunately, no matter how he called, Zhan Yun and Fang Jian ignored him and only focused on watching the battle outside.

Zhang Pa moved too fast, and no one could find him. All Zhan Yun and Fang Jian could see were more than a thousand cultivators holding swords in their positions, high or low, standing in a sphere from top to bottom, left to right. In the center were five top-level cultivators, and on the outermost were other top-level cultivators. The distance between people was quite far, and more than a thousand people filled a large area of ​​the sky.

Zhang Pa only recognized Wu Yi, and stabbed him endlessly with his sword. He did this, and even a clay man was tempered. Wu Yi could no longer suppress his anger, thinking in his heart: If I had known to make the core of the formation earlier, would you dare to attack?

Although Zhang Pa couldn't hurt him, no matter how he dodged, the swords always stabbed him accurately in the chest without deviation. This made him look very embarrassed, so he sent a message to the five people in the center of the formation. The five people agreed, and only heard a light shout: "Four."

The big ball composed of a thousand people exploded and scattered, and everyone changed their positions. The sphere turned into a big square, intending to cover Zhang Pa. But Zhang Pa's movements were much faster than them. He heard "four" in his ears, and although he didn't understand the meaning, he immediately retreated quickly, still outside the formation.

"What kind of broken formation is this?" Zhang Pa showed up and stopped a thousand meters away. In any battle formation, how can you just put on a shape and go up to the enemy? Do you think the opponent is stupid? You make a circle and then change it to a square, and the enemy will be afraid?

He scanned the sword formation again with contempt, and laughed again: "What are you doing? Are you pretending to play on the military field?"

Every country on the mainland has such a team, and they practice formations every day, and they do whatever looks good. On important days, the court lets them come out to toss and turn, saying that they will boost the morale of the people, but in fact they are a bunch of flower racks, useless.

Zhang Pa's words were like cursing. However, the two sides were enemies, so cursing was normal. The more than a thousand cultivators in the sword formation didn't care at all, just thinking he was talking nonsense. Wu Yi sneered, "Why don't you fight anymore?"

The sword formation they made was mainly for defense. First of all, they had to be undefeated before they could possibly defeat the enemy. They were arranged in a spherical shape because this shape was the most convenient to gather everyone's strength and would not easily make mistakes. Bie Yi came to play Kan Dui Zhen Li. The momentum was enough and the posture was also ready, but the problem was that everyone had only cooperated for a few months and the skills had just been practiced. If it was so complicated, if there was a mistake, whoever was unlucky would know it. So Wu Yi didn't care what Zhang Pa said. He thought more about how to deal with this bastard and vent his anger.

Zhang Ain smiled and said: "Why don't you fight, but you are going to be unlucky." As he spoke, the figure fell rapidly downwards, and there was a big pit below, with piles of mud and pits. Zhang was afraid that he would fly down quickly, so he disappeared as soon as he started. Then, he really disappeared.

Wu Yicai was surprised when he suddenly saw more than a dozen rays of light flashing in the air, followed by a soft popping sound. Then, disgusting sounds filled the world again, with sharp scraping sounds and shrill screams, which hit him directly. Mind and heart.

While falling, Zhang Ai threw fifty sound attack spells at once. At the same time as the spell exploded, he had already hid in the thick ground, penetrated more than 10,000 meters, and stayed below to count the time.

He was hiding from the noise underground. The disciples of Tianlei Mountain were protected by the magic circle, and the sound coming in was not loud. Only the people in the sword circle were the most unlucky. Fifty spells exploded almost at the same time, and the terrifying sound instantly penetrated everyone's ears. This time it was not one attack from one talisman, but fifty talismans. Fifty attacks hit everyone's soul almost at the same time.

The materials used by Zhang Ai to make this spell include super-level monster blood, super-level monster bone armor, and top-grade jade. When writing the spell, the two gods in his mind merged into one, and they were guided by his own essence and blood. It can be said that since the beginning of Since the advent of sound attack spells, few spells have been more powerful than these. As a result, more than a thousand people in the sword formation experienced what a sound attack spell was.

Water droplets can penetrate stone, and fifty sound attacks can almost drive people crazy. Only a dozen breaths passed, and the heart-breaking sound of tearing the heavens and the earth dissipated. More than half of the thousands of cultivators in the sword array had bleeding mouths and noses and suffered internal injuries, and more than two hundred pill-forming cultivators fell from the air below. In the big pit, he was seriously unconscious, but he gritted his teeth and persisted. In an emergency, he couldn't even exercise to recuperate.

At this time, Zhang Ai escaped from the pit and stood up without saying a word. He showed his sword and people wandered around the pit like ghosts. All the cultivators who fell into the dust were killed by him. Not one of the more than two hundred people was left alive.

He moved so fast that he didn't even have ten breaths to finish killing these people. Then he raised his sword and stabbed Wu Yi again.

The twenty-six top-level masters did not expect this huge change. They knew that Zhang was afraid of the sound of attacking the talisman, and they had also seen its power. The power of two talismans when used together was nothing more than that, which only made people feel slightly uncomfortable. Who would have thought that Zhang Aijing would throw out fifty pieces at once, and it would be so powerful.

What is the concept of fifty sound attack spells? To put it simply, it is very expensive. Making the charm requires jade or animal skin, both of which are expensive. For example, the most useless first- and second-grade monsters can only be sold for about two thousand spirit stones. Zhang Tianfang once bought two fifth-grade monsters at an auction for 10 million spirit stones.

It's not that spiritual stones are worthless, it's just that monsters are rare. No matter how many people enter Monster Mountain, they have to fight for their lives and die countless times in exchange for something. Apart from the monster forest, there is no other place in the world where monsters can survive safely.

Human beings are greedy, and the price of cultivation for tens of millions of people over tens of thousands of years is that basically all the treasures they can see have been looted.

The materials are expensive, and the charms are naturally valuable. Let’s not talk about low-grade charms for now. You get what you pay for. That thing is of no use at all. It is a waste of materials to make it. Naturally, it cannot be sold at a high price. Only talking about high-grade talismans, as long as they are four-star or above talismans, they are basically priceless.

Talismans of four stars and above have extremely high material requirements. Four-star spells can be made. Whether leather armor or jade, they can be used directly to refine weapons. So the question arises, if you have these expensive materials, will you use them to make talismans? It took a lot of effort to get it. Is it used to refine weapons? Is it good for long-term use? Or is it better to make a talisman, throw it out and hear a bang, but I don't know if it can blow up the enemy?

The answer is of course weapon refining, unless a prodigal like Zhang Ai who has no worries about food and clothing would use it to make talismans.

Everyone has the materials but doesn't make the talismans, so the talismans naturally become more and more expensive. Generally, only large sects with strong financial resources will use spells to fight, but small sects are reluctant to even use communication spells.

This was only a four-star talisman. What Zhang Ping was refining was a seven-star black talisman, so you can imagine how expensive it was. Spells such as voice attack and soul attack are particularly difficult to make. They basically require two to one or three to one, and are twice as valuable.

So no one expected that Zhang Wei would throw out fifty top-notch sound attack spells at once, causing Wu Yi and others to suffer a big loss.

There were more than a thousand of them, and more than two hundred died in the blink of an eye, but the sword formation was still there. The top monks only felt sick and uncomfortable, and suffered some minor injuries. They then reacted and continued to rely on the large formation to fight against Zhang Awei.