Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Su Mo scolded softly, and the true qi in his chest turned into an air sword, piercing through the dishes scattered all over the sky, and charged straight towards Shi Jian.

Shi Jian put his hands together, and a bolt of lightning was triggered, colliding with the Qi sword.

Bang!

A violent explosion resounded through the air, and all the surrounding tables, chairs and benches were reduced to sawdust.

In fact, the two of them didn't really do anything, they could only be regarded as testing each other.

"Hmph, let me tell you why you were so kind and invited us to dinner." Shi Jian sneered, staring at Su Mo: "So it's the Hongmen Banquet!"

"Su Mo, even if you are a true disciple, you can't bear the serious crime of mutilating your fellow disciples!"

Hearing this, the surrounding Taoist priests all reacted.

"That's right!" A Taoist quickly persuaded: "True Chuan, even if you have any personal enmity with the elder brother, you can't do it directly. You should go back to Maoshan and talk about it!"

"Shi Jian is no longer my fellow student."

Uncle Jiu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "The three great virtues of Maoshan have ordered that Shi Jian colludes with the evil spirits of the underworld and expel him from Maoshan from now on. If any disciples of Maoshan meet, they can kill them and clean up the sect!"

"what?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

A Taoist priest looked at Su Mo in disbelief: "Zhenzhuan, this..."

"It's true." Su Mo nodded: "This is what the three great virtues told me personally. At the latest this evening, two elders will come to Renjia Town to prove it!"

The reason why the three great virtues sent two elders was not to assist Su Mo, because Su Mo's strength was enough to kill Shi Jian.

The role of these two elders is only to clarify the canonical punishment and convey the decree of Maoshan!talent.

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in the restaurant.

All Taoist priests chose to retreat.

They couldn't tell the truth of Su Mo and Uncle Jiu's words, and they didn't dare to question them, so they could only choose to watch from afar without helping each other.

This may be useless, but at least it won't happen!

"Su Mo!"

Shi Jian's mana boiled all over his body, and electric currents swirled and flickered around his body: "Could it be that you really want to kill them all?"

"It's not that I'm trying to kill them all." Su Mo looked at him, and his true energy turned into dozens of flying swords hanging in the air: "It's because you touched something that shouldn't be touched."

"You shouldn't interfere with things over there!"

"So what if you intervene." Shi Jian said in a deep voice: "Maoshan can't hide, the head and the others must know what's going on below, but they chose to keep silent and conceal all the truth."

"Can't I take the initiative to fight for a future for myself?"

"You chose the wrong team." Su Mo said softly.

"Hahahaha..." Shi Jian raised his head and laughed loudly: "It's just a winner and a loser! Now that the matter has come to this, I don't want to hide it anymore."

"I've heard for a long time that Zhenzhuan followed the head master Daoist to practice alchemy. His cultivation base is unfathomable. Let me try your strength today!"

To be honest, Shi Jian had long been dissatisfied with Su Mo's true biography status.

He is a person with a very strong desire to control. As the most senior disciple of Maoshan, except for the elder and the head, anyone who is above him will make him feel uncomfortable.

Shi Jian let out a low growl, clenched his hands into fists, and punched Su Mo across the air.

Two blinding bolts of lightning tore through the air, leaving two deep black scorched marks on the ground along the way.

He practiced Lightning and Thunder Fist. It is said that this boxing scripture used to be the combat method for real alchemists to practice in ancient times.

Later, after being modified by a certain power, it became a practice that even outsiders can practice.

Therefore, although Shi Jian is a heretic, his combat power is definitely far superior to that of ordinary people who refine and transform Qi!

However...Su Mo's current realm is not refining and transforming Qi.

"combine."

He said softly, and dozens of Qi swords merged into one, and the dazzling light radiated from the Sword of True Qi, almost illuminating the entire floor.

"cut!"

Following Su Mo's order, the air sword pierced through, causing slight ripples in the air.

Two bolts of lightning that were about to touch his body were chopped into pieces in midair.

And the Qi Sword continued unabated, and charged straight towards Shi Jian's body!

"what?"

Shi Jian obviously didn't expect this Qi sword to be so strong, he quickly circulated his mana, and the purple lightning almost wrapped his whole body into a ball of lightning.

boom--

Finally, the two collide.

The deafening sound reverberated throughout the town, and the burst of air waves almost washed away the entire restaurant, and all the fences were turned into sawdust and scattered everywhere.

And Shi Jian, held by the Qi sword, flew all the way out of the restaurant and landed on the street.

It's just that the Qi sword still didn't stop, flying his legs all the way back against Shi Jian, and the bluestone ground under his feet was plowed into two deep ravines!

Su Mo, on the other hand, followed closely behind the Qi Sword, stretched his right hand forward, and raised his sword finger to continuously control it.

The two of them flew directly from the restaurant all the way out of the town, and came to the location behind the mountain.

at last.

Bang!

With Shi Jian's roar, the lightning all over his body exploded at this moment.

The thunder and lightning storm formed by condensing all the mana finally temporarily repelled Su Mo's Qi sword.

But after the long sword turned into real qi, it circled around Su Mo a few times, forming dozens of qi swords and falling in the air again.

The gap between alchemy cultivators who practice qi and return to gods and heretic cultivators is too great.

It was obvious that Shi Jian had already mobilized all his mana and tried his best.

However, Su Mo only made such a move from the beginning to the end, and almost didn't consume much of his true energy.

With Su Mo's body behind him and his hand in front of him, the strong wind formed a vortex in front of him, blocking all the aftermath of thunder and lightning.

He didn't even take half a step back.

On the other hand, Shi Jian, following the explosion, was thrown back tens of meters away, and a string of bright red blood spilled in mid-air.

"puff--"

After he landed, he spat out a big mouthful of blood and struggled to get up from the ground.

At this moment, Shi Jian no longer had the majesty of the past, and the black and white Taoist robe on his body turned into rags, which were still stained with a lot of dust and blood.

The hairpin on his head was completely broken, his long hair was hanging loose, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at Su Mo with extremely complicated eyes.

There is horror, there is disbelief, but more of it is a touch of deep despair.

"You..." Shi Jian said softly, "Now you..."

"Refining Qi to transform God." Su Mo responded.

Beating the dog in the water has always been his idea,

So after responding to this sentence, Su Mo was not prepared to give him a chance to breathe, raised his hand and threw the piece of paper...

Shi Jian raised his head in confusion, watching a large number of white papers falling from his head, he didn't know what happened for a while.

Until the moment these pieces of paper fell to the ground, they turned into a large number of paper figurines wearing blood-red evil spirit armor!

"Paper man spirit?"

Shi Jian obviously knew about this technique, and it was not a secret that Su Mo practiced paper figurine spirit technique on Mount Mao.

But he never imagined that the paper man spirit technique could be so powerful!

These paper figurines' bodies soared to the sky, and even condensed into blood-red armor.

I'm afraid that the patriarch who created the paper figurine spirit technique couldn't make such a paper figurine.

"catch him!"

Following Su Mo's order, all the paper figurines rushed towards Shi Jian.

They were all unarmed and did not use blank paper knives.

Su Mo's idea was naturally to capture him alive.

"Don't think about it!"

Shi Jian clearly saw Su Mo's intentions, roared, and mobilized the remaining mana in his body, violent thunder and lightning gathered between his hands.

boom--

As soon as a paper figurine approached, it was struck by purple lightning and flew back tens of meters.

But just as the thunder and lightning touched the paper figurine, a large number of runes instantly appeared, offsetting most of the lightning's power.

Five elements spell!

The rest of the thunder and lightning power just made the evil armor keep turbulent, and the paper man wrapped inside didn't get hurt at all.

Some paper figurines were constantly blown away, but the remaining paper figurines kept approaching.

While fighting, Shi Jian let out a desperate roar.

Because the paper man blown away by him didn't suffer any damage at all, and he could rejoin the battle group after a few seconds, and his magic power was about to be exhausted!

"You forced me!"

Suddenly, Shi Jian fixed his eyes on Su Mo's direction, and a black vortex slowly emerged from his chest.

This vortex contained extremely strong evil spirit, which even made the lightning wrapped around his hand turn into black evil thunder!

But right now.

Su Mo suddenly reprimanded softly: "Cut!"

Dozens of qi swords that had been lingering in the sky suddenly fell, pierced into Shi Jian's chest, and just landed in the black vortex.

The whirlpool trembled, seemingly out of his control.

Shi Jian yelled in pain, and cracks appeared on his body, as if he would be blown to pieces the next moment!

And Su Mo spat out the second word: "Ning!".

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Accompanied by Su Mo's voice, the Sikong Order on the back of his hand suddenly glowed.

The green flame condensed in mid-air, and instantly condensed into a ghost chain, spanning a distance of more than ten meters, and wrapped around Shi Jian's body.

To be precise, it pierced into his chest, and directly wrapped around the black vortex.

"Get me out!"

Su Mo's true qi moved to his right hand and pulled it hard. The black vortex was already suppressed by the Nether Chain, and it was pulled out by Su Mo with almost no effort.

It seems to have its own thoughts, struggling in the chains, trying to escape.

However, after leaving the human body, it is like a piece of rootless duckweed, which quickly dissipates under the sunlight at noon.

In the end, it turned into a cloud of black smoke and completely melted away.

At this moment, Shi Jian was limp on the ground as if his spine had been pulled out. A large amount of blood flowed out from the cracks on his skin, forming a small pool of blood on the ground.