Chapter 190 Warrior VS Monk


Chapter 190 Warrior VS Monk

At the foot of the mountain.

Among the densely packed imperial army, Tang Zhengkou was listening carefully to the sound of bombing on the mountain.

When the bombing stopped, he suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and shouted: "Charge the whole army!"

"The whole army charges!"

"The whole army charges!"

In an instant, countless imperial troops followed the predetermined path and launched a charge towards Yuanhe Mountain.

Yuanhe Mountain is the largest sect in Haizhou, and its gate occupies several huge peaks.

In order to show their grand demeanor, the people of Yuanhe Mountain even built rows of smooth steps under the entire mountain gate for Yuanhe Mountain disciples to walk.

But now, these roads and steps have become a helpful aid in annihilating them.

The advance troops of the imperial army quickly rushed to the foot of the mountain. Some of the sentries assigned here were still wondering why there was an explosion from the mountain gate, and were shot to death by arrows fired from the mountain gate.

Beyond these sentries, the next step is the anti-bandit troops stationed at the foot of the mountain.

When they were also confused and frightened by the explosion at Yuanhe Mountain behind them, the imperial army descended from the sky like divine soldiers and soon fought with them.

The prepared rolling stones, oak wood, gold juice and other objects were penetrated by the imperial army before they could be used.

Countless soldiers and rebels began to fight indiscriminately.

"Damn it! Where are the people from Yuanhe Mountain! Are we allowed to block the imperial army here?"

"Damn it! The people from Yuanhe Mountain promised to come to support us, but why haven't they come yet..."

"All my people are dying!"

"Ah...! Yuanheshan! I can't spare you even if I'm a ghost...!"

Countless miserable screams came from the foot of Yuanhe Mountain, and the rebels sent out to ask for help did not get a reply for a long time. The formation continued to retreat, and the entire army was about to collapse.

And on Yuanhe Mountain.

One after another figures appeared high in the sky, and with the help of downward pressure, they landed on Yuanhe Mountain in a very short time.

Immediately, he rushed towards the Yuanhe Mountain disciples who were either in a daze, seriously injured, or crushed under the rubble.

"Poof!"

With one slash of the sword, a disciple of Yuanhe Mountain was killed.

Immediately, more Dragon Scale Army descended from the sky and joined in the massacre.

"Damn it! It's the imperial army! Kill them!"

"Quick~! Get up!"

Among the ruins, there were also Yuanheshan disciples who survived by chance.

When their fellow disciples died tragically, under the orders of their masters, they gritted their teeth and attacked the group of soldiers.

But more people were frightened by the thunder falling from the sky. They resisted and ran down the mountain in embarrassment.

Most of them were the unlucky ones who were injured by the thunder and crushed by the ruins, so they could only die one by one at the hands of the Dragon Scale Army.

In this chaotic scene, in the dense forest on the side of Yuanhe Mountain, Xie Jiuque looked at the imperial army descending from the sky in shock.

"This, this is your Majesty's strength?"

"It's actually possible to launch an attack from the sky, and then use elite soldiers to carry out beheading tactics. This, this..."

"Which sect in the whole world is its opponent!"

Xie Jiuque smiled bitterly and said: "It's a shame that I still want to become the leader of the martial arts alliance. It turns out that in your majesty's eyes, the leader of the martial arts alliance is just a slightly stronger ant!"

He looked at the chaotic battlefield, thought for a moment but did not join. Instead, he changed his hiding place, but his eyes were still fixed on Wu Dashan not far away.

Wu Dashan is not dead.

But death is not far away!

I saw that the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag was floating strangely in mid-air at this time, with blood-vessel-like silk threads protruding from it, tying Wu Dashan tightly.

His blood is being absorbed by the five-party soul-gathering flag bit by bit!

That Wang Feiyu didn't have any good intentions at all.

On the surface, they were allowed to control the five-party soul-gathering flag to surround and kill Xu Mujun.

In fact, the real purpose is to treat them as pawns and cannon fodder!

As long as they can kill Xu Mujun, anyone can become their flag.

Fortunately, I was smart and let others take my place.

The other four directions must be controlled by the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag just like Wu Dashan at this time.

At this time, in front of the ruins of the main hall, Wang Feiyu was making fast gestures with his hands, and strange spiritual energy fluctuations surged out of him and spread towards the surroundings.

Above the entire Yuanhe Mountain, five strange black air pillars rose into the sky, covering almost half of the Yuanhe Mountain.

"Hahaha..."

"The five soul-gathering flags are all controlled by warriors. Although I don't have spirit stones in my hand, the warriors' flesh and blood can activate the ghosts!"

Wang Feiyu laughed loudly, and Wang Zifeng on the side also watched the surroundings cautiously, protecting him.

"Zi Feng, where is Zi Tong?"

"Ancestor, I didn't see it. We separated early in the morning."

"Trash...! Could it be that he was killed by the imperial army..."

Wang Feiyu gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, once the Five Directions Soul Gathering Array is activated, only the dead can walk out."

"Since he unfortunately died, let's turn him into a ghost."

"The soul of a monk in the middle stage of Qi training is enough to become the ghost king of all the ghosts here."

"The sky and the earth are endless, and the underworld is full of ghosts!"

"Take my blood as a guide!"

"Ten Thousand Ghosts Devour Souls...Edict!"

He used his hands to create a strange spell again, and then a series of harsh ghost whistles sounded one after another.

It's like a fierce ghost rushing out of the Nine Nether Hell!

In a daze, the entire Yuanhe Mountain was filled with gray-black ghost figures.

Some of them had no hands or feet, and their eyes were dull, their faces were pale, and they were covered in blood. As soon as he appeared, he roared to the sky and charged towards many soldiers viciously.

"What a pity. These people were all killed by that weird weapon. They were panicked and full of fear before they died. There was no trace of resentment or evil spirit. What they transformed into were just ordinary ghosts."

Wang Feiyu said with some pity: "If they die while fighting the imperial army, they can be transformed into evil ghosts in my five-party soul gathering array."

"But it's not too late. As long as the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag remains, all the people who died on Yuanhe Mountain will be transformed into ghosts, hahaha...!"

at the same time.

Weird and huge changes are taking place in the other four directions of Yuanhe Mountain.

Yuan Sanli looked at the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag inserted into his chest, his eyes full of despair and anger.

He clapped his hands continuously and used the Yuanhe Mountain Town Sect's secret arts and Wuji Palm, but they could only make the surface of the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag emit a series of fluctuations, and could not do anything to the body of the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag.

"Ah...!!!"

He roared angrily, and the internal energy surged in his body, trying to cut off the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag.

But he found that the internal force in his body was now like a pool of stagnant water, tightly entangled in the strange black mist, and he could not move at all.

"Wang Feiyu! Damn it! How dare you lie to me!"

"Disciples of Yuanhe Mountain, please rescue me quickly!"

Along with his roar, disciples from Yuanhe Mountain discovered the ancestor and rushed over to rescue Yuan Sanli.

Unfortunately, as soon as these disciples came into contact with the black mist outside the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag, they were immediately corroded into corpses.

Coupled with the dragon scale army that kept falling from the sky, Yuan Sanli had no one to save him for a while.

"Ah...!"

"Wang Feiyu! Even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go!"

"Ah...!"

Along with Yuan Sanli's screams, his entire figure was immediately submerged in the black mist.

In the other three directions, the king's servant sat cross-legged and allowed the five-party soul-gathering flag to turn into dense blood vessels and penetrate deep into his body.

Even in order to let these blood vessels penetrate deeper into the body, he stretched his body, relaxed his resistance, and allowed the blood vessels of the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag to run.

the other two directions.

The six Yuanhe Mountain first-level warriors were even more miserable.

They struggled hard, trying to get rid of the control of the Five Directions Soul Gathering Flag.

But no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't get rid of the dense black blood vessels.

Looking from a distance, it looks like an unlucky guy who has entered a snake cave and is being bitten crazily by countless little snakes.

As the flesh and blood of several people were devoured by the Five Directions Soul-Gathering Flag, the disciples of Yuanhe Mountain and the imperial sergeants who were killed one after another were all transformed into evil ghosts and killed towards other imperial armies!

And with the death of each warrior and soldier, a trace of pure energy, blood and soul power concentrated on Wang Feiyu under the operation of the five-party soul-gathering flag, and was absorbed by Wang Feiyu!

"Hehehe, hehehe...this is power."

He murmured in a low voice, his tone becoming fanatical as his strength surged.

"As long as you can be ruthless in the magic technique, you can make rapid progress."

"I can clearly feel that the bottleneck that suppressed me during my Qi training period has begun to break through!"

"Kill one hundred thousand people! Using the souls of one hundred thousand people as a guide, we will definitely be able to break through to the foundation building stage, hahahaha..."

He laughed, opened his hands widely, and the black flag rolled behind him like a black dragon, covering his whole body.

Dense ghosts gathered in front of him, becoming the nourishment for his cultivation to skyrocket.

As the soul power of countless evil ghosts was absorbed, the brightness in Wang Feiyu's pupils became increasingly dim, replaced by endless evil aura, killing and madness!

He... is going crazy!

"Whoops...!"

At this moment, a harsh sound pierced the air suddenly occurred to him, and he saw a figure falling from the sky and slashing towards Wang Feiyu with a single knife!

"Poof!"

The Hundred Ghost Banner surged and immediately blocked the bloody sword light, but a huge crack was torn out by the sword light.

"Huh?"

This attack actually woke Wang Feiyu out of his crazy state. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of horror.

"The evil spirit! Such a strong evil spirit...Although the evil path enters the realm quickly, sooner or later it will go wrong. Fortunately..."

"Xu Mujun!"

Then he suddenly raised his head and recognized the one-armed old man who had just slashed in front of him!

Xu Mujun held a knife in one hand, but the ghostly figure around him shrank and did not dare to move forward, and could only roar silently.

"The remnants of the Wang family..."

Xu Mujun steadily raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it at Wang Feiyu from a distance.

"Today is the day you die!"

"Ha~"

Wang Feiyu sneered: "Death date?"

"Whose death date is not yet certain!"

"A hundred ghosts devouring souls, a dark sky!"

"Roar!"

In an instant, the Hundred Ghost Flags behind Wang Feiyu shook violently. Evil ghosts wearing armor and holding steel knives strode out from the Hundred Ghost Flags, formed a military formation, and charged towards Xu Mujun viciously.

"Xu Mujun! In order to kill you, I spent a lot of money to collect hundreds of ghosts with evil spirits."

"There are even ghost generals transformed from five Xiantian realm experts!"

"It's your blessing to die under my Hundred Ghost Army Soul Array today!"

"Kill him for me!"

"Roar!"

Begging for a monthly ticket! ! !

Begging for a monthly ticket! ! !

Begging for a monthly ticket! ! !

Begging for a monthly ticket! ! !

Begging for a monthly ticket! ! !

(End of chapter)

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