I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 98 Trapped Beast
Wen Yue glanced behind him.

Without Wen Yue's figure, the bodyguard cavalry panicked.

Obviously just now the young master was riding a horse and rushing to the front, so why did he lose his time in the blink of an eye.

Many soldiers didn't even blink, they just watched Wen Yue disappear in front of them.

"Everyone, don't panic, the young master is an immortal teacher. Even if we have something to do, the young master will be fine." A man stood out from among the guards, filled Wen Yue's gap, raised the banner with the word "Wen", and leaped to raise his sword.

Hearing this, everyone immediately had a backbone.

The person raising the flag rushed to the forefront: "Follow me and rush in, rescue the cousin."

"kill!"

Wen Yue stood where he was, and his guards passed by him helplessly.

It was as if they couldn't see Wen Yue at all.

When the two armies were fighting, the five of them seemed to be independent from the world, detached from the real battlefield.

Even the sound seemed to have faded away.

"It's your fault."

Wen Yue stared closely at the young man with the sword on his back, his body tensed and ready to go.

"It's just a small confusion circle, mortals are mortals, so make a fuss." The monk at the fifth level of Qi training spoke tightly, with a proud expression and a plain narrative.

In fact, it is not, but it is just showing off the mentality of looking down.

"Cui Guang of the Yuan Lingzong has met a fellow Taoist." The young man at the seventh level of qi training in the lead cupped his hands, his voice was calm, but he seemed to be ready for battle.

"Brother, why bother talking nonsense with this kid."

"Let me tell you, murder pays for life. You killed Junior Brother Zhu Lin, and you have to pay for his life today." The last cultivator with a compass had a grim expression on his face.

At this moment, Wen Yue remembered that in Feihongjian, he met a disciple of the Yuanling Sect, and he fought with him as a monk of the Demon Dao.

In the end, he showed his weakness and lured him to him, asking Mr. to kill him.

It's just that I didn't expect that someone would seek revenge on the door today.

And it happened to be blocking the way he had to pass.

Cui Guang looked at the red long sword on Wen Yue's back, his eyes were serious: "Wen Yue, do you have any last words to say?"

Wen Yue didn't have anything to justify. At that moment, if he didn't kill Zhu Lin, he would be beheaded by Zhu Lin's magic sword.

There is no one in this world who will kill at the neck.

He still has a lot of things to do, let alone die in Feihongjian without knowing why.

Just like today, he couldn't die here without knowing why.

He promised Song Ran that he would go back safely, he promised the dead old man that he would protect the country and the people and expel the Northern Wei Dynasty, and he promised his husband that he would let the soul flag grow...

He carries many people's expectations and carries many promises.

His eyes gradually became bloodshot, and he pulled out the long sword on his back: "It seems that today is hard to be kind!"

Wen Yue let out a mouthful of turbid breath, and the spirit turtle's fetal breathing technique disappeared, revealing his true cultivation.

There are only four levels of Qi training.

"Fourth level of Qi training?"

Cui Guang looked astonished, he estimated that Wen Yue's strength must be at least late.

Otherwise, how to kill Zhu Lin.

Zhu Lin is a monk at the sixth level of Qi training, with excellent swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is quite good.

Because of this, Cui Guang didn't choose to act hastily, but called two more juniors as insurance.

He also didn't feel at all that beating more and beating less was bullying the weak and fearing the strong. To be able to live to avenge Junior Brother Zhu Lin, it is not cheap to use some means.

"Could it be hidden cultivation?"

Not to mention that Cui Guang was stunned and surprised, the rest of the people couldn't believe it either, why this person's revealed cultivation level is only at the fourth level of Qi training.

"Only the fourth level of Qi training, watch me kill you."

Before everyone moved, Tang Wenfei, who was at the fifth level of Qi training, made a move and rushed in front of Wen Yue immediately.

The red long sword cut across Wen Yue's neck.

"Be careful."

Cui Guang let out a low cry, and snapped his sword fingers together, causing the long sword behind his back to be unsheathed, and Yu Jian flew to rescue.

No matter what cultivation level Wen Yue revealed, Zhu Lin was already dead.

That means that Wen Yue's degree of danger is completely comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of Qi training, how dare he rush forward to take someone's life?

At the same time that Tang Wen shot, the soul flag was already shaking.

Through the tacit understanding cultivated, Wen Yue knew that the husband was reminding him.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk."

The soul banner suddenly turned into Zhang Xu, black mist exploded, and hundreds of ghosts gathered into green-faced evil spirits.

Tu Shanjun resorted to the power of a hundred ghosts to make a bold move.

The moment Tang Wen heard the reminder from his senior brother, he was already sober up a lot, and he hurriedly used his mana, and the magic formula turned, and the light shined brightly.

"Boom."

The violent blow of the ghost hand had already landed on him.

A stab.

The ghost hand directly tore off Tang Wen's protective magic light, and the light of the robe magic weapon went out immediately.

Tang Wen was sent flying, and five holes were torn open in his magic robe.

As the blood splattered, it also wet the clothes.

In the end, he fell heavily on the wall of Jiangyun Valley, spitting blood from his mouth and passed out.

Even if he is a Qi trainer and has no magic power to protect him, this claw is enough to seriously injure him.

But without waiting for Tu Shanjun to take advantage of the victory and pursue him, a flying sword cut straight at Wen Yue.

Tu Shanjun hurriedly dragged Wen Yue, pulling him out of the range of the flying sword.

Tu Shanjun stared at the monk on the seventh level of Qi training with an uneasy expression.

Of all the people, only this person gave him the strongest sense of danger.

At this time, don't show the enemy that you are weak and hide your cultivation.

This skill is still useful to others, but it is not very useful to these people in front of you.Knowing that Wen Yue had killed Zhu Lin, except for the fifth-level cultivator who loved to show off the most, none of them approached Wen Yue.

It is better for them to show weakness. Since the opponent is showing weakness, it is better to take the opportunity to sacrifice flying swords and hack to death.

So when the five-story youth rushed in front of him, Tu Shanjun made a bold move.

Now that one can be abolished, it is one, and we must firmly grasp the opportunity.

It's a pity that because of this person's interference, Tu Shanjun was not allowed to kill the brat who was dying.

However, that person is not going to die, he will be disabled, Bai Gui Ye Xing hit the soul closely, and got a solid claw from him, so he probably won't be able to get up now.

"Hunting Soul Banner?"

Cultivator Luopan's expression changed, and he stared at Zhang Xu Hunban in Wen Yue's hand: "The Demon Cultivator of the Blood Evil Sect."

Tu Shanjun stood behind Wen Yue, his scarlet eyes staring at Cui Guang who was calling for the sword to turn around.

This person is at the seventh level of Qi training, even though he is also at the seventh level of Qi training, but if he competes with him, he will definitely fall into the disadvantaged.

Must go all out.

Only by releasing the three hundred evil spirits in the soul banner can there be a chance to break the situation.

And all the spirit stones cannot be saved, even if all the spirit stones worth nearly 20 yuan are used up.

Fortunately, Wen Yue understood what the husband meant with just one look.

He often dreams of practicing kung fu cliff, and his husband told him that if he meets someone who seeks revenge, he must do his best, and he must not be stingy with spirit stone pills.

Wen Yue was also obedient, and he was new to cultivation, so he didn't pay as much attention to spirit stones and pills as other monks.

After seeing Mr.'s wink, Dangdang took out the spirit stone in the Nawu Talisman with mana, and held it in his hand to restore his mana.

Tu Shanjun stared at Cui Guang, and Cui Guang was naturally also observing Tu Shanjun.

Just from the aura of the ghost, it must be an evil ghost in the late stage of Qi training, no wonder Zhu Lin will die.

Even if the person who makes the banner is only at the fourth level of Qi training, with this evil ghost sitting in the town, he can kill the monks who are in the middle of Qi training.

"A high-grade magic weapon?"

Cui Guang looked solemn, and he didn't have a high-grade magic weapon either.

The great monks on the eleventh floor of Qi training may not be able to hold a high-grade magic weapon.

It's just that the top-rank magical artifacts are powerful, and consume far more mana than the middle- and lower-rank magical artifacts.

It is mostly difficult to use the four levels of Qi training to motivate.

No wonder Wen Yue held the spirit stone directly in his hand.

Black mist swept across Tu Shanjun's body, and he suddenly launched it, but it was not aimed at the three people on the field, but against the fifth-level Qi training monk who took the first shot but passed out now.

With a hundred ghosts protecting Wen Yue, even if three people besieged him, it would be impossible to kill Wen Yue instantly.

But if someone doesn't come to rescue, the fifth-level cultivator will undoubtedly die.

At such a dangerous moment, you can only gamble with your life.

"Very courageous."

Cui Guang tapped his toes, wrapped his body with the magic sword and went straight to Tu Shanjun.

(End of this chapter)