I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 25 Questioning
"Zhang Wanlong is to die!"

angry.

Straight into the sky of wrath!
Grief, remorse, unwillingness, and hatred turned into anger.

He is annoyed.

Then why be afraid.

If he had risked his life to kill Zhang Wanlong that day, then such a thing would not have happened.

He hated Zhang Wanlong, but he hated himself even more.

If he hadn't pursued this matter, wouldn't such a result have happened.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in the world.

No regret medicine either.

If he doesn't investigate and avenge his friend, he is not Li Qingfeng.

Using people as medicine is a crime worthy of death!
It was only because at that time that he lacked the strength to resist that it led to tragedy.

Li Qingfeng summoned his mana and charged into the central hall of the Sheriff's Mansion.

Hundreds of black armor soldiers are waiting in battle.

All draw strong crossbows.

The moment he saw Li Qingfeng, Zhang Wanlong's eyes were bloodshot and his face was grim.

Roared loudly.

"kill!"

"kill him!"

The enemy is particularly jealous when they meet.

Both had reasons for killing each other.

The crossbow fired.

Hundreds of crossbow arrows were shaped like a rain of arrows, and it was like a big net covering Li Qingfeng.

A strong crossbow and a strong bow are the country's most important weapons.

People who hide parts privately will be punished as treason.

Because the lethality of this thing is really extraordinary.

If you rub it, you will be injured, and if you are injured, you will die.

A round of volleys, even the masters who rule the roost in the arena will have to drink their hatred under the army array that draws their bows and crossbows.

Even though Li Qingfeng is a qi refiner, he is only at the first level of qi training now.

If he was shot in the body by this round of volley, he would also die in the crossbow array.

Li Qingfeng no longer restrained himself, the three-foot soul banner turned into a Zhang Xu, and the banner was hunting.

Vigorously waving the Soul Banner, the huge Soul Banner stood in front of Li Qingfeng.

How could a high-grade magic weapon be broken by a mortal's arrow.

The huge banner of the Zunhun Banner doesn't need to block all the arrows, it is enough to protect the arrows that shoot at Li Qingfeng.

The volley did not accomplish anything.

The black armored soldier was suddenly at a loss.

In their eyes, this is the means of immortals.

They are now against the immortals.

While desperate, even morale began to decline rapidly.

Li Qingfeng was completely unharmed under the protection of the Soul Banner, and when he shook the Soul Banner, the red-haired evil ghost crawled out of the Soul Banner.

The evil spirit is more than seven feet tall.

Two or three heads taller than the strongest black armored soldier.

The red hair is loose, and there are two bulges on the forehead one inch above the brow bone, which look like flesh horns.

The blue-black muscles are knotted and attached to the tall frame.

Green face, solemn expression, no fangs.

The scarlet ghost eyes looked down at the crowd, and a fierce and hostile aura rushed towards them.

Just seeing this ferocious ghost already frightened all the black armored soldiers.

The moment Tu Shanjun walked out of the soul banner, he went straight to Zhang Wanlong.

There is not much time left for him, and he must defeat the enemy with one blow.

Zhang Wanlong got up abruptly and drew out the sword from his waist with a firm expression.

"Kill this person, you will be promoted to a noble, and you will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of silver!"

"The old man adopted him as a adopted son, and entrusted him with all his family property."

Wealth moves people's hearts.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

Zhang Wanlong only had an only son, and now that his only son died, he promised that his adopted son would inherit all the family business.

Immediately ignited hundreds of black armor soldiers.

They cheer up again.

An army array was formed, and the armors offset each other, forming a human wall.

Tu Shanjun took big strides and swept away with one blow.

bang.

A force as powerful as a siege engine was thrown out, hitting the army formation.

The dozen or so black armor soldiers at the front died immediately.

The middle layer was engulfed by strength, vomited blood, and his body was exhausted.

Even the black armored soldiers at the rear were swept back a few steps by this huge force.

Sweeping away the crowd, Tu Shanjun's ghost claw went straight to Zhang Wanlong's head.

"Keng!"

The ebony flying sword blocked Tu Shanjun's attack.

As a result, Tu Shanjun staggered two steps and missed the opportunity.

Tu Shanjun let out a ghostly howl, revealing the fangs hidden in his mouth by folding the barbs.

"Roar!"

Open your mouth and bite.

"Bang." He bit the young immortal master's arm.

The Taoist robe on the young fairy master's body was pierced instantly, and the blood scattered.

But it didn't bite through the bone, only hurt the flesh.

The flash of spiritual light should be the light of the spiritual talisman.

An unknown talisman blocked Tu Shanjun's attack.

Tu Shanjun was out of breath. With the strength of the fifth level of Qi training, he didn't break the opponent's arm.

The mana of a Qi refiner itself can restrain ghosts and ghosts.

Although he is the main soul and evil ghost, he still belongs to the category of ghosts.

With the addition of the spirit talisman protection of the Qi Refiner, it is already very good to be able to injure.

Zhang Wanlong, who was guarded by the young immortal master, didn't feel like he would survive the catastrophe.

Only filled with repressed hatred.

He is not afraid of death.

He is not afraid even in the face of vicious ghosts.

There was nothing in this world that he was afraid of.

Although angry, Zhang Wanlong was not carried away.

Catch the thief first to catch the king.

As long as the man in black is beheaded, the evil spirit will disappear.

Zhang Wanlong commanded his soldiers to attack Li Qingfeng again.

The young immortal master's right arm trembled unceasingly, drooping by his side, and blood flowed down the arm on the ground.

His face was pale, but he was resolute, holding a sword in his left hand in front of him.

The young man is very fortunate that he has a life-saving talisman.

But the shock in my heart was beyond words.

The last time we met, this evil spirit was defeated by his sword and disappeared. Unexpectedly, when we met again, he was able to cross the talisman and hurt him.

The five-party golden light talisman can withstand the full blow of a monk in the middle stage of Qi training.

Few people can break this talisman in the middle stage of Qi training, this evil ghost is really shocking.

Because of this, he couldn't let the demon cultivator go.

Once Moxiu escapes into the sea of ​​people, it will be troublesome to search for it.

Letting the tiger go back to the mountain will only cause endless troubles.

Slay demons and eliminate demons, just today!
As long as Moxiu's mana can be exhausted, he will win.

After making up his mind, the young man bit the blood on the tip of his tongue.

Han Er sprayed his anger on the ebony sword.

The ebony sword was brilliant.

"Evil ghost, die."

Tu Shanjun also played real fire, he must quickly deal with this young immortal master.

Otherwise, once Li Qingfeng's mana is exhausted, they will be lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Even if you exchange injuries for injuries, you have to fight your way out.

"Roar."

Demon Ape Determined Fist, Old Ape Hangs Seal.

lead to hair.

One person and one ghost, fighting together.

Jian Guang swished past with sword energy.

A small wound appeared on Tu Shanjun's body.

But at the same time, he also narrowed the distance with the youth.

"Five Spirits Sword Qi."

Holding a sword with one arm is ultimately negligent in defense.

Tu Shanjun slapped the young immortal master's chest with the sword spirit of the old ape hanging seal.

The young man gritted his teeth, but the blood was still spit out, and the golden light shone on his body, as if he had been covered with gold powder.

The blood of the young immortal master spattered on him, making a sizzling sound.

Tu Shanjun was also uncomfortable. He was hit by the sword energy, and one of the scarlet ghost eyes was blinded.

Black blood trickled down the corners of his eyes.

This instead aroused Tu Shanjun's fierceness.

Dive down and get closer again.

Arms like worshiping the top horns of the moon, exploded loudly.

"boom."

It hit the immortal master's chin and knocked the young immortal master into the air.

"The mana is disappearing."

Before Tu Shanjun took advantage of the victory to pursue him, he felt that his body's mana was no longer sufficient.

Looking back, Li Qingfeng was already surrounded by black armored soldiers, struggling to hold on.

There were more wounds on Li Qingfeng's body, but he didn't say a word, and he didn't intend to call Tu Shanjun back at all.

Tu Shanjun rushed into the army formation.

It's like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, and soldiers die when they flex their fists.

Protect Li Qingfeng at his waist.

The left arm blocks all attacks, and the right arm continues to kill.

At this time, the young immortal master had recovered, and Zhang Wanlong behind him was intact.

Blood gushed out from the wound on Li Qingfeng's body slashed by the sword, and his vision was already blurred.

"why!"

he asked sharply.

"Why did you help him?"

"Zhang Wanlong used people as medicine to repair his son's basic injuries."

"Why do you protect him with such a demonic behavior!"

The shrill voice made the young immortal master stop involuntarily.

In a daze, he turned his head and glanced at Zhang Wanlong, whose eyes were bloodshot.

He pursed his lips and did not speak.

a long time.

The young man's flickering eyes became firm again, and he said, "I only want to guard Bafang City."

Li Qingfeng's remaining consciousness is not much, and he will fall into a coma at any time.

Even so, he was still holding the spirit stone, and his magic power fully supported the Zunhun Banner.

Tu Shanjun held Li Qingfeng between his arms, and turned his head slightly.

Only one ghost eye remains.

The one-eyed ghost killed fiercely, like a wounded ferocious beast.

Silent and speechless, he jumped and disappeared into the vast night.

(End of this chapter)