Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 575: Fighting hard
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The monks did not escape, not because the situation was not chaotic enough, but because the ghost soldiers who were unable to participate in the battle focused their attention on them.
The scattered people and ghosts in the mist dare not provoke them, but these people and ghosts have no scruples.
Although they are all low-level ghosts and there are less than ten high-level ghosts, the monks have lost all their strength and are no match for them.
However, the spiritual beads that have been secretly accumulated will come in handy at this time. There is no need to restore the heyday, as long as a hundred or ten people recover 10% or 20%, it is enough to fight a **** path.
When the boss and his group of monks secretly absorbed the spirit beads, the fight between Zhang Tianliu and City Master Lingxu became even more inextricable.
"It's really tough. I tried all my moves but couldn't break any skin. What kind of technique is this?"
Zhang Tianliu has seen the way Lord Lingxu moves his energy, but has never seen it before. It is something that is no longer within the scope of knowledge. Although he has discovered three tricks, it is difficult to break it based on his strength.
The city lord has rich experience and knows that the only way Zhang Tianliu can defeat him is to attack his tricks. He has not given him a chance from the beginning to the end. As long as Zhang Tianliu shows signs of decline, he will win this battle!
The kid in front of me is not only rich in treasures, but also has many inheritances. In all likelihood, he is a strange person. If he can be captured and handed over to Emperor Yongye, it will be a big achievement!
Thinking of this, the city lord turned from attack to defense, showing a dejected attitude, trying to attract Zhang Tianliu to attack hard and accelerate the weakening.
"Scheming!"
Zhang Tianliu smiled and flashed a colorful light on his back, making it easier for the city lord to distance himself.
"Not good!"
As soon as the city lord saw Zhang Tianliu turning around and running towards the altar, he knew that this guy had not given up on paying attention to the altar. He rushed over angrily and once again used a fierce offensive to hold Zhang Tianliu back.
This is what Zhang Tianliu wants.
Although his cultivation level is low, his four powers move very quickly, and the speed at which he absorbs Yin energy is extraordinary.
On the other hand, the city lord does not. Although he also has the inheritance of Yin Judgment, it should be related to the martial arts. His pores are all sealed, and his anger cannot come in even if it does not leak out. There is no chance to spit it out in the extremely fast fight. As long as Zhang Tianliu will Control your energy consumption well, increase your pure spiritual energy and reduce your physical energy consumption. If one thing goes up and the other goes up, the city lord will definitely lose!
The seasoned city lord gradually realized this problem. It was too obvious. No matter where Wuli Sanren went, the surrounding Yin Qi would gather around him, and he would follow every trace of the Yin wind from the beginning to the end of his life.
"No wonder he dares to fight with me like this, this person has everything planned! The five Yin Judges who escaped before should be hiding somewhere to regain their strength. Once they are restored to 20 to 30%, Lingxu City will That’s it!”
A variety of countermeasures passed through the city lord's mind like a revolving lantern, but without exception, they were all useless!
Unless Lingxu City is abandoned and all subordinates besiege Wuli Sanren, but in this case, the gate will be closed and the monks in the city will be nourished by the vitality of heaven and earth. In the end, what is the use of capturing Wuli Sanren?
It is not known whether its value is as important as Lingxu City. The city owner thinks it is far less than Lingxu City.
He slowed down his offensive, took a breath and said loudly: "Since you have forced me to this point, I have no mercy. The ghosts will obey the order and massacre the entire city's residents!"
As soon as the city lord issued this order, the whole city was shocked!
"Hey, you are playing so hard, are you sure you want to do this? I really don't care about the life or death of those guys. As the saying goes, one general can make thousands of bones dry up. How can someone overthrow a feudal dynasty without casualties? The problem is you, kill them you He’s just a polished commander. Do you know what that means? If the priests didn’t tell you, I’ll tell you..."
Even when Zhang Tianliu was fighting swords at extremely fast speeds, he could still speak eloquently and endlessly, which was really a headache.
"Huh, you really don't care, why bother talking nonsense." The city lord naturally didn't believe it. He was no longer a little kid, how could he be led away by a few words.
"My nonsense has been enough for the ghost to kill many people. If you really want to take care of it, can you stop me from killing the ghost? Don't believe me? Then I'll let you take a look..."
While speaking, Zhang Tianliu wielded his sword with one hand and controlled the duck blade with the other hand to pounce on the ghosts who were preparing to massacre the monks.
The duck-blade ghost could not be seen either. Only when a large number of casualties appeared did they become so frightened that they did not dare to move.
"Here, I'll kill a few more batches for you to see. You try to block them for a while." Zhang Tianliu was so arrogant that he made the city lord so angry that he was furious.
"What are you doing in a daze? Spread out and attack!" the city lord shouted, and at the same time the attack became more fierce. He did not intend to spare any effort. If we don't solve the problem quickly when dealing with guys like Wuli Sanren, there will be more and more problems!
Under the fierce attack of the city lord, Zhang Tianliu had no time to concentrate on controlling the Yangblade. He concentrated all his energy on the sword. He used the Jinghong with great proficiency, but the sword moves were completely deformed and no longer had any style at all. He was just tossing and turning, blocking and unloading his strength, without even a chance to counterattack.
Even so, the city lord still can't take him down!
"There is indeed something wrong with this guy. He is obviously not as fast as me, but he can always catch my attack. There is no extra movement in his sword moves, as if he knows all my attack routes!"
The city lord frowned and stared at Zhang Tianliu's amber eyes but couldn't see anything strange.
"What exactly is his ability? Prediction? But is it impossible for prediction to be so detailed, or is it prediction? Could it be the microcosm of the East Gate Priestess? That's not right. When the Dongmen Priestess uses his microcosm, there is something hidden in his eyes. Looking at Xinghai, this person seems to have just a pair of ordinary eyes. What kind of ability does he have?"
After fighting hard, the city lord became a little anxious. He showed his flaws several times but Zhang Tianliu never attacked.
How could we hide this flaw from him whether it was true or false?
He would never let go of the opportunity.
While the two were fighting to the death, on the other side, the ghost soldiers had already pounced into the crowd and started killing.
However, monks are not vegetarians. Although they have no strength, their physical bodies are still strong. If they cannot be defeated, they will hide. If they cannot hide, they will escape. In the huge Lingxu City, there is always room for maneuver.
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"You want to kill me, in the next life, huh? The dark wall, hum!" The old man landed on the dark wall that suddenly appeared in front of him. Suddenly, his clothes bulged, his arms became three times thicker in an instant, and his five fingers were immediately embedded in the wall. , with this as the center, the crack spread and spread, and in a blink of an eye, the entire dark wall collapsed.
"Old Yang is so capable!"
"Stop talking nonsense and let's go!"
A young man rushed over and kicked away the ghost soldier who was about to attack Yang Laoer from behind, and then followed Yang Laoer and rushed behind the broken dark wall.
The rest of the people also showed off their skills and started fighting with the ghost soldiers.
However, there were too many ghosts and soldiers, tens of thousands of them. They controlled the dark wind and covered the sky and the moon. They came like a tidal wave. Faced with this momentum, the monks tacitly broke into pieces and no one gathered together. , all scattered in the city, so the ghost soldiers could only divide their forces to chase them.
I'm not afraid of one-on-one monks, and it's okay to deal with three or five, but I'm afraid of being surrounded!
The ghost soldiers' division of troops is exactly what they want!