Purgatory

Chapter 112 The sharp edge!

The eastern district of Tianyun City instantly entered a state of violent turmoil!
Under the order of the hall master Meng Qiulan, the well-planned plan was carried out as scheduled yesterday, and the poisonous powder smoke fell from the air like rain.

Even the dark ghosts who were attacking the animal trap turned their heads to look at the street from time to time, paying attention to Pang Jian who was holding a gun.

From the mouth of the deacon Fan Liang, they have already received the news that the most important battle will definitely take place in the Music Street.

The life and death of Blood Moon Feizheng determines whether their raid will be successful!
And the one who successfully persuaded Meng Qiulan and Zhao Ling to make them decide to stay in Tianyun City to wait for an opportunity after Yang Yuansen's accident happened was the gun-wielding boy named Hong Jian!
"Hong Jian!"

"He is Hong Tai's nephew!"

"He is much braver than Hong Tai!"

"..."

The dark ghosts leaning towards the animal trap frequently turned their heads to look at Pang Jian, expressing admiration.

Instrumental Street!
Shining silver rings, like a full moon in the sky, floated in this dark night of the fourth realm.

"Huh! Huh huh!"

A bloody residual cloud twisted and turned into many slender blood snakes, trying to cross the "Silver Moon Ring" and devour Pang Jian's flesh and blood.

Pang Jian retreated quietly.

He kept turning the Stunning Spear, creating more silver rings to resist Fei Zheng's blood moon secret technique.

Fei Zheng, who had escaped from the "Burst Dance", exploded the power of the marrow washing realm and had already begun to turn defense into offense.

Blossoming blood clouds formed with Fei Zheng's wave, absorbed the blood from the two women's bodies in a blink of an eye, and flew towards Pang Jian with blood and cruelty.

Under the blood-colored cloud, many silver rings appeared shining brightly, causing Fei Zhenghan's angry offensive to be completely intercepted.

"Pongpong!"

The blood cloud crashed into the center of the ring, and Pang Jianqiang's arm was numb from the shock, but he managed to remove all the infiltrating power.

Fei Zheng, who inspired the "bloodthirsty cloud", wanted to work harder, but suddenly felt the stagnation of spiritual power and blood, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood also turned into a sharp blood arrow, shooting towards Pang Jian like lightning.

Pang Jian turned the barrel of the gun, shattering the bloody arrow piercingly, and immediately mixed the flame power of the "flame pool" in his body with the spiritual power, and the whole person and the startling spear merged into one.

A silver-white ghost shot directly at Fei Zheng!
Fei Zheng paled in shock.

He felt an all-conquering spear intent, and he stared at the pupils of the spear tip, feeling a strong tingling pain!
Pang Jian in his field of vision has disappeared, leaving only a silvery white light, attacking with a sharpness piercing the sky!
Knowing that something was wrong, Fei Zheng casually tore off the hexagonal iron plate on his waist, and used it to face Pang Jian's "Shocking Front".

The hexagonal iron plate suddenly magnified dozens of times and turned into a dark hexagonal edged shield, shining a cold metallic luster, blocking Fei Zheng's body.

On the pitch-black shield surface, the complex and exquisite spirit patterns seemed to be stained with blood, slowly wriggling like earthworms, forming many solid arrays.

Pang Jian turned a blind eye.

The subtlety of the "Front of Surprise" was performed to the fullest, and he stabbed the giant hexagonal edge shield fiercely with the tip of his unparalleled spear.

The moment the tip of the spear pointed towards the shield, there were dazzling red and silver lights, accompanied by the sound of tearing and blasting!
"boom!"

The hexagonal prismatic shield exploded loudly, turning into six pieces and splashing on all sides.

One of them was grabbed by Fei Zheng in a panic, and he used it to block it in front of him.

"puff!"

The stabbing spear pierced the shield in an instant with an unstoppable momentum.

Pang Jian with a gun stomped on the ground to charge up and continue to charge forward!

When the last piece of shield shattered, Fei Zheng firmly grasped the pole in front of the spear point with both hands, preventing the spear point from touching his forehead.

At this time, Fei Zheng was also forced by Pang Jian's terrifying and brute force, and kept retreating.

Fei Zheng's hands are now as scarlet as his eyes, with blood flowing from the corners of his eyes.

He secretly performed another forbidden technique of Blood Moon, not hesitate to squander his life potential, but also to firmly restrain the barrel of the gun.

At this moment, the tip of the gun was too close to his forehead, so close that his skin felt like it was about to be pierced!

"Dengdeng!"

The fee levy has been refunded!

Until his back hit a wall, causing a stone building to collapse, he still held on to the gun and refused to let go.

"Boom!"

Pieces of gravel fell on him from above his head, but Fei Zheng still held onto the gun tightly.

He knew that as long as he dared to relax for a moment, the tip of the gun would gouge his forehead in an instant!

"You're still going to die after all."

Pang Jian's mind turned, and when the shattered stones fell on Fei Zheng one after another, he also aroused the most insidious subtlety of "Front of Surprise".

The tip of the gun suddenly broke away from the barrel!

When the stones were flying around, the sharp tip of the startling gun pierced through Fei Zheng's forehead!

After one blow, the tip returns spontaneously and re-engages in the barrel.

Pang Jian immediately retracted his gun and backed away, while Fei Zheng's body was submerged in the rubble.

"Pong!"

A long leg full of strength and beauty stomped heavily on the ground from a tall building on one side, crushing hard stone slabs.

Without turning his head, Pang Jian knew that the person behind him was Zhao Ling, the dark ghost.

"Fei Zheng!"

The moment Zhao Ling touched the ground, she screamed softly.

When she was flying down, she saw Fei Zheng was being forced by Pang Jian's gun, grasping the gun with both hands and retreating steadily.

It wasn't until a stone building was smashed that Fei Zheng was submerged by the rubble of the collapsed stone building.

But she couldn't see that when the gravel fell, the tip of Pang Jian's startling gun quietly separated from the barrel.

She didn't know Fei Zheng was dead.

Holding an iron rod with the sound of wind and thunder, she was ready to work with Pang Jian to blast Fei Zheng to death, but she didn't see Fei Zheng stand up again from the rubble.

"he died."

Pang Jian said indifferently.

Turning around, he looked at the dark ghost hall master Zhao Ling, the green iron rod rumbled in his hand, and many finger-sized thunderballs were dangling around inside the rod.

Zhao Ling, who was like a female leopard, still put on a posture ready to go, but was stunned by his words.

"died?"

Zhao Ling's sharp eyes fixed on the pile of rocks.

Pang Jian said with some surprise: "You seem to have launched a surprise attack in advance."

According to the original plan, they would only launch an attack on Blood Moon after the dark ghosts confirmed that Fei Zheng was dead.

Pang Jian did not expect that when the battle between him and Fei Zheng was still in a state of anxiety, the dark ghost would directly attack.

Zhao Ling, who is the head of the hall, even leaped over from upstairs, assuming that he wanted to help him.

"Is it really dead?"

Zhao Ling didn't answer his question, her beautiful eyes showed a strange light, she looked cautiously at the pile of rocks that submerged Fei Zheng, and said:
"Don't underestimate a strong man in the marrow cleansing state, unless one of his heart and head suffers a devastating impact, otherwise..."

"Pongpong!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Pang Jian picked up the gravel with his spear, revealing Fei Zheng who was covered by the rubble.

The hideous blood hole on Fei Zheng's forehead immediately caught Zhao Ling's eyes!

Otherwise, her subsequent words would stop here.

"Storage bags!"

Pang Jian, who had seen a storage bag hanging from Fei Zheng's waist a long time ago, went over and tore it off.

Stretching out his hand, he touched inside, and found several buckets of liquid.

When he pulled out his hand, Pang Jian's eyes lit up immediately when he saw the sticky blood stains on his hand.

"It really is beast blood!"

He knew that Fei Zheng, who was in charge of this operation, must have the flesh and blood of a ferocious beast hidden in the storage bag he carried with him!
"Zhao Ling! Hong Jian!"

Before he could take a closer look, Meng Qiulan's scream for help sounded from the deck of the trapping boat.

The two looked up and noticed that the other three blood moons were overhauling the Marrow Cleansing Realm. Seeing that Fei Zheng didn't jump out of the pile of stones, he didn't even rush to Instrument Street.

The three are working together to deal with Meng Qiulan and Wu Yi.

at the same time.

In other areas of Tianyun City, there was also the sound of shouting and shouting, and flames shot up into the sky.

Dark ghosts are spreading chaos everywhere!
"coming!"

Zhao Ling's vigorous and agile figure floated past Pang Jian. She stepped on the ground lightly and flew up, landing on the eaves of a stone building.

After a few flashes, she appeared on the deck of the trapper, joining Meng Qiulan and Wu Yi.

Pang Jian turned his head to look at the location of the white jade porcelain vase, winked, and rushed to the trapping boat after Zhao Ling.

"It seems that he got the beast blood."

Luo Hongyan smiled sweetly, and she flew out from the mouth of the bottle along a stream of blood mist, hovering in the air with a graceful figure.

"The Marrow Cleansing Realm is perfect, but it's a good spirit material."

"Whoosh!"

Obscured in the blood mist, she lightly fell to the shadow beside the stone pile, and began to pull away Fei Zheng's living soul that should have been scattered in the world, leaving a mark with her spiritual consciousness.

After Fei Zheng died and Zhao Ling and Pang Jian left one after another, Qile Street was no longer noticed.

No one noticed that there was a beautiful blood-colored shadow moving in the dark corner of the street.

Only in a pitch-black flag, there is a crimson crescent moon, as if watching all this silently.

Every location on the battlefield, Fei Zheng's death, the surprise attack of the dark ghosts, including Luo Hongyan's sudden appearance, seemed to be branded by the crescent moon inside the flag.

"Heh, the branded eye."

Luo Hongyan smiled softly, her breathtaking eyes fell on the silk banner that moved with the wind.

……

"Hong Jian!"

"master!"

On the second floor of the trapper, two sisters, Bai Wei and Bai Zhi, waved and cheered excitedly, their beautiful faces full of excitement and joy.

Originally thought that Pang Jian was the only one coming, but in the blink of an eye, many familiar and unfamiliar dark ghost companions rushed out from the nearby courtyard.

They feel unbelievable and have a sense of unreality in a dream.

"Two stinky girls, don't be careful, why are you barking?"

Meng Qiulan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief because of Zhao Ling's arrival, gave the two women a hard look.

She distanced herself from the opponent in front of her, preparing to make some adjustments before attacking again.

"Boom! Boom!"

The ball of flames burst suddenly, covering a blood moon monk in the early marrow washing stage in front of her. Accompanied by the pungent smell of sulfur, the blood moon monk immediately wailed and screamed.

The bones of this marrow-washing realm with the weakest cultivation level burst apart amidst howling and strange screams.

Meng Qiulan was stunned, and saw a figure with a gun passing by her, heading straight for the cabin of the trapper.

"Hong Jian!"

Meng Qiulan exclaimed.

With the arrival of Zhao Ling, and Wu Yi one by one, each dealing with two evenly matched Marrow Cleansing Realm, Meng Qiulan was confident to kill this newly promoted Marrow Cleansing Realm of Blood Moon.

But she knew she would never be so easy!

Pang Jian just passed by here, shaking out bursts of fireballs with his gun, and killed that Blood Moon's Marrow Cleansing Realm directly.

"This kid..."

Looking at the two apprentices who didn't listen to her and were still cheering on the second floor, Meng Qiulan suddenly felt that it would be better for Bai Wei and Bai Zhi to stay with Pang Jian than to stay with her all the time.

"Hong Jian, we're fine!"

"We're here!"

Bai Wei and Bai Zhi waved their arms and told Pang Jian where they were, so that Pang Jian didn't have to worry.

"Uh……"

But he found that Pang Jian just glanced at them, and went to the cabin of the trapper instead of coming up to meet them.

"Sister, it seems that the two of us are self-indulgent."

Embarrassment and loss were written all over Bai Zhi's delicate face.

……

(End of this chapter)