Monks

Chapter 230

After being reminded by someone, he released the sound transmission talisman and saw no response, only then did he realize that he had been murdered, and his heart became even more angry. 26nbsp;But it is necessary to re-evaluate the strength of Zhang Ai and others, so they dare not make a move easily.

It's not that the bearded man is not smart enough or vigilant enough, it's just that the inherent thinking over the years has made him think that the Nascent Soul cultivator will definitely win against the Alchemy Formation cultivator, not to mention that they are still four Nascent Soul masters.Even at worst, Nascent Soul cultivator can't beat your alchemy, but I'll have no problem escaping, so I didn't expect the three of them to have an accident in the afternoon.

Zhang Tianfang played a rogue: "Which eye of yours saw us murder?" In fact, he really didn't know whether the robber Cheng Xier was talking about had something to do with the bearded man.

The skinny middle-aged man next to the bearded man whispered and said something, and came out with a nine-ring sword in his hand, and clasped his fists at Zhang Ai, saying: "Anyway, if you kill my brother Wu Tong, this revenge will be avenged, and please don't hesitate to fellow Taoists!" Please enlighten me." He felt that something was wrong and didn't dare to make a big deal out of it, so he slowly laid the Jiuhuan Dao across his chest, feeling cold and afraid of Zhang.

The nine-ring knife has a snow-white body and a sharp edge. On the back of the knife, nine fist-sized rings are lined up one by one.

Zhang Tianfang said with a smile, "I like knives." Holding the Ghost Knife, he walked to the middle-aged man, glanced at the Jiuhuan Knife and said, "It's bigger than mine, see if it's good?"

The middle-aged thin man originally planned to entangle Zhang Fear, let his brothers launch an attack on other people, and planned to wipe out 40 people in front of him in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect Zhang Tianfang to be extra, he couldn't help hesitating: I am a monk of Nascent Soul, he formed alchemy Senior, how dare you fight against me without fear?He also looked at the little monk beside Zhang Ai. He wondered if he was a Buddhist monk. If he was a Buddhist monk, it might change.He turned his head and gave the bearded man a look, which meant that the plan had changed, and we'll talk about it later.Then he laughed loudly and said: "There is no mercy on the killing field, little brother be careful."

After speaking, his right hand trembled, and the nine rings on the body of the knife collided like waves, making a crisp sound and jingling together.Everyone found it strange that the nine rings could make a sound when they hit each other, but the sound could not stop.Curiosity just arose, and the impact sound of the rings became louder and louder, with high and low, fast and slow connected into a weird music.

The blade does not move, the ring jumps and hits, and the music is weird and continuous. Everyone who listens is frowning, and there is a disgusting feeling that radiates from the bone.It is indeed a skill that the crisp sound of jingling can make people feel sick.

Zhang Tianfang couldn't hear it, so he swung the saber with his backhand, and a black line flew away from the edge of the blade, attacking Jiuhuan Dao.Seeing that the black line was about to sink into the snow-white blade, it bounced back suddenly as if hitting the wall.This kind of change made Zhang afraid, so he hurriedly waved the ghost knife, retracted the black thread to the knife body, and stared carefully at the front of the nine-ring knife.

The invisible wall that the ghost knife cuts constantly?Zhang Afraid frowned, how can this be done?One horizontal, one vertical, and then two slashes, the two black lines bounced back in front of the invisible wall again, Zhang Tianfang, who retracted the black lines, shouted at Zhang Fear: "Why do you keep cutting?"

Just after he finished shouting, the nine-ring knife in the palm of the middle-aged thin man trembled again, and the impact sound changed again. The originally high and low music suddenly became low and deep, and it floated into the ears gently, but hit the heart hard, making people feel depressed , heavy and unbearable.

At this time, the dozen or so people who were with the middle-aged skinny man backed away quietly, and quietly cast protective spells and sound barriers on themselves. Afraid of seeing something wrong, Zhang shouted: "Be careful." Tactics, a series of forbidden spells are stacked in front of him.

The sound of the nine rings of the Jiuhuan Knife colliding becomes more and more weird. The jingle disappears and turns into a whining sound, like a ghostly wind blowing the world, but it holds everyone's heart tightly, making you have to listen, and you have to listen, and you want to give up No isolation is possible.

The little monk had a cold and serious face, and it was rare for him to show a tense expression. When others were trying to avoid and find a way to resist, he walked slowly forward, walked up to Zhang Tianfang step by step, and smiled at him: "It's okay." Tap, palms slightly bent, ten fingers pressed together, creating a peach-shaped space between the two hands.Bukong closed his eyes, raised his hands to his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Amitabha." The sound was sent into the peach-shaped space in both hands, and the space stood up and changed, and the colorless space became colorful, back and forth between the hands roll.

The voice of Jiuhuan Dao also changed, and the low and heavy sound was transmitted to the heart and brain through the human body's senses, and it was continuous like countless thin threads binding people's hearts and spiritual consciousness.Gradually, the voice became faster, and countless invisible clues began to jump up and down, pulling everyone's heartbeat to speed up together.

At this point, everyone understands that the Nine Rings Knife is just a cover, and the nine rings on the knife are the real attacking magic weapon. It controls the opponent's heartbeat through sound, and slowly makes the heartbeat speed up until it bursts when it can't bear it. Of course he died too.

Zhang Tianda was furious: "The grandson dares to bully me." But he could only see his mouth open, but no sound could be heard.

The sound made by the impact of the nine rings became deeper and deeper, but also more and more intense, causing everyone's hearts to beat wildly, as if they were about to jump out of their throats.At this moment, nine rings came out from the knife, jumped into the air and collided with each other, only to hear a high-pitched high-pitched voice suddenly burst out from the deep music, and a loud bang sounded in everyone's ears, and it also rang in their hearts , It makes people feel like the heart is about to burst, how uncomfortable it is.Some of the girls fell to the ground in agony, Fang Jianju had a dignified expression, not to mention Zhang Tianfang, his mouth was bleeding and his eyes were dull.

Only the little monk still had a serious face, eyes still closed, and lightly spit out four words: "Heaven and earth in the palm." A whirlwind suddenly blew up in the peach-shaped space created by bending his hands together, stirring the colorful light to form a vortex, and the vortex surpassed Turn more and more to suck the colorful space into the vortex.Bukong let go of his hands, his palms rushed to Pingtan's body, the vortex twirled crazily above his palms, and then he saw the space between him and the skinny middle-aged man change.The vortex turns, as if it wants to inhale the space in front of him together, causing countless ripples in the air. The originally invisible world, at this moment, shatters like a crystal.

Everyone was amazed, only then did they realize that the low and strange music from Jiuhuan Dao could no longer be heard, and the vortex could actually absorb sound.

Now it was the skinny middle-aged man's turn to get nervous, the control ring slammed into the air, but no more sound could be made.Bukong said softly: "Broken." The vortex flew to the ring and twisted suddenly, and the nine rings shattered into fine powder at the same time.The magic weapon is connected to the heart, the middle-aged man was traumatized, and fell to the ground in a coma.

Bukong glanced at him calmly, flipped his palms, and shouted: "Scatter." The vortex in the air made a slight pop and then disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Tianfang looked at the middle-aged man in a coma, then at Bukong, nodded and said: "This trick is good, teach me."