fifth form

Chapter 229 Falling Objects
Zhang Xuezhou stretched his wings, and he hovered quietly over the holy land of the Yexi River.

Looking down from a height of tens of meters, both Master Lei and Hong Ku turned into a person the size of a finger, and at a higher place above him, there were palaces surrounded by clouds and mist.

Compared with the black stone buildings and residences of the Dharma Kings on the mountainside, the palace at a higher place on the holy mountain is a gray-white megalithic structure.

This kind of gray and white does not make the palace look old, but brings a marble-like texture, which looks luxurious and grand.

If you want to go up, it is the peak of the holy mountain.

It was the legendary Daoist Land, surrounded by thick clouds and mist, even if Zhang Xuezhou widened his eyes, he couldn't see anything in the clouds and mist.

His eyes swept over the various palaces, and the novelty brought by the buildings quickly faded after just over ten seconds.

There are many ways of flying in "The Art of Clouds". Zhang Xuezhou has been able to jump up to now, and then do a certain amount of circling and flying. Zhang Xuezhou doesn't know if this level of flying can be seen by Venerable Lei.

But Zhang Xuezhou's small thoughts are quickly fading away.

Even if Venerable Lei thinks highly of him and is willing to give him the follow-up related to "The Art of Clouds", Zhang Xuezhou's inheritance jade is useless.

For them at the moment, how to kill Hong Ku and escape safely has become the most important thing at the moment.

If Hong suffers forever, Wuchao will inevitably suffer disaster.

And after Wuchao, Zhang Xuezhou lacked the possibility of resistance.

"It's a pity that my strength is a little too weak!"

Zhang Xuezhou stretched his wings, and he slightly shook the deer-cutting knife in his sleeve.

Sprinting in the horizontal direction is far less rapid than diving. He is at a good assassination height right now, but it is difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to grasp this assassination opportunity.

"If senior brother is in my position and has the ability to fly and kill, maybe he has already launched a surprise attack!"

Zhang Xuezhou gestured.

He aimed his gaze at the dry figure in the Blackstone residence below.

In just three to five seconds, he was able to rush to Hong Ku's side, and then slashed the opponent's head.

But Hiroku is no scarecrow.

Once Hong Ku realized the danger, not to mention using spells to fight back, just using the deterrent pressure brought by the realm can instantly suppress Zhang Xuezhou.

The double-level "Great Wilderness Sutra" is obviously not enough for Zhang Xuezhou to face Hongku directly. Only the fifth-level "Great Wilderness Sutra" can avoid this deterrent...

Zhang Xuezhou was making all kinds of small calculations in his mind to deal with Hong Kong's pain. When there was a shock from below, Zhang Xuezhou suddenly realized that something had fallen when he was swinging.

He shook his sleeve, feeling that the deer knife used for the assassination was still in it.

"It's the soul-destroying fan of the Peacock Dynasty!"

Zhang Xuezhou opened his eyes and saw a cloud of red mist shrouded in Hongku's courtyard.

Not only did Hongku not be prepared for such emergencies, but Lei Zun obviously never guarded against high-altitude parabolic situations, and the protection of Hongku's house was released because of his test flight.

"Master Hongku?"

"Master Lei?"

"Are you guys okay?"

Zhang Xuezhou's scalp was slightly numb, and he yelled down several times.

When the sound of a severe cough came, Zhang Xuezhou spread his wings and quickly fell down.

"Don't...don't fan...ah~"

The wind and waves falling from Zhang Xuezhou's wings made Honggu extremely painful, and he let out a long moan.

The great conjurer is not a warrior, and his ability to react physically is really poor, and he was concentrating on promoting Physiognomy for Venerable Lei at that time, so he did not guard against such a sudden physical blow at all.

As for Venerable Lei, he is very interested in waiting for the result of his deduction.

Of course, even in the state of waiting and watching the results, Venerable Lei's powerful physical body still responded.

But Hong Ku would rather Venerable Lei didn't slap that slap.

When Venerable Lei struck, the electric current was mixed with sparks, as if something had exploded, causing more trouble.

"Ugin, what did you drop?"

Hiroku held his head tightly, he felt a burning sensation all over his body.

It was difficult for him to open his eyes, but whenever he opened his eyes a little bit, he would feel a sharp pain.

His nostrils seemed to be breathing fire, and the stabbing pain in his mouth made him spit out continuously.

After spitting out several mouthfuls, Hong Ku only felt a gust of wind and waves fall, and there was a pinch of powder in his mouth, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"Teacher, this is the soul-breaking powder!" Zhang Xuezhou shouted: "The soul-breaking powder from the Peacock Dynasty, I got it from Senior Brother Wu Chao, I don't know how it fell, I was flying on it, Don't even know about it!"

"I hate this kind of stuff!"

Hearing clearly the name Zhang Xuezhou mentioned, Hong Ku had already rushed into his house with a disheartened face.

"Master Hongku's physiognomy can detect others, but it seems that he can't detect the troubles he encounters!"

Compared to Hong Ku's utter embarrassment, Venerable Lei is not unusual.

On his body, bursts of blue electric light kept flickering, and a little fire was ignited from time to time, burning the soul-breaking powder completely.

Venerable Lei even licked his lips with interest, feeling the burnt taste of the soul breaking powder.

"In the future, you can ask Master Hongku for a bag so that you don't lose things while flying," Venerable Lei said as he got up.

Although Hong Ku suffered a disaster, this small trouble did not pose a problem to Hong Ku, and he did not need to intervene to help.

And now it's time for him to go out and test Hong Kuxiang's technique.

Venerable Lei stretched out his finger, counted eighteen times, felt the time Hong Ku reminded him, and then walked out of the house slowly.

"Just like me... I can still ask Master Hongku for a bag!"

The door creaked and closed, Zhang Xuezhou looked around, and then replied in a low voice.

His eyes scanned the outside of the Blackstone house.

The opportunity to assassinate Hong Ku appeared inadvertently, but Wu Chao was not outside, and Jin Chang never sneaked into it.

Zhang Xuezhou is very sure and sure, Hong Ku's current state is very bad, and the success of the assassination is very high.

He frowned slightly, then turned his head abruptly back.

"I'm going to see if the teacher needs help?"

Zhang Xuezhou reached out and grabbed the deer-cutting knife in his sleeve.

Wuchao is the main force against Hong Ku, but if there is enough opportunity, Zhang Xuezhou doesn't mind being the main force, even if he is a pawn.

Not to mention that he killed Hongku, but Zhang Xuezhou felt that everything would be enough for him to put a few knives on Hongku's body to relieve the opponent's threat and make the opponent into a state of lack of resistance.

"Ugin, Ugin..."

When the sound of Hong Kui shouted, Zhang Xuezhou was sure, took up his sleeves to cover his eyes and nose, and then quickly rushed into the room of the house.

"Teacher, I'm here!"

"Pour water, pour water, quick, quick, I want water, lots of water!"

When Zhang Xuezhou rushed into the room, he saw Hong Ku holding a dry towel and patted his body indiscriminately, constantly cleaning up the soul-breaking powder stained on his skin.

But Hong Ku's eyes never opened.

The powder of the soul breaking powder stuck to the corners of the opponent's eyes, and opening them would inevitably cause a huge stinging pain in the eyes.

He patted the powder on his body vigorously, and quickly urged Zhang Xuezhou to pour water to help clean it.

"Teacher, will you blame me for causing you so much trouble?"

Zhang Xuezhou touched his sleeve pocket, and the Eternal Water from the Poison Country immediately slipped down his palm.

There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he scooped up several ladles of water quickly. The sound of splashing water kept rippling in Zhang Xuezhou's heart, and then mixed with the eternal water.

(End of this chapter)