Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Because anyone can see that in Maoshan, the little Taoist priest in front of him is the closest to the big real person.

But Zhang Chulan had complicated thoughts about that real person.

There was a bit of doubt, and a bit of anger that he knew the answer but refused to say it clearly, but more of it was a strange sense of familiarity.

It seemed that I had seen him a long, long time ago.

With the referee's order, the two rushed together in an instant, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust.

There is no such mysterious formation as Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye.

The strength that these two people erupted is real, so in terms of appreciation, it can be said that it is the highest among Luo Tian Dajiao.

Those people in the auditorium caused frequent exclamations.

The few old people on the viewing platform couldn't help showing surprise.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Su Mo suddenly glanced into the distance.

"Senior Brother Su?" Zhang Wei noticed something and turned his head to ask.

"After waiting for a few days, I thought they had given up." Su Mo said softly, "It seems that I can't help it after all."

Chapter 847

"Hmph, these guys!"

Lu Jin naturally understood what Su Mo was talking about, and couldn't help but snorted coldly, with a cold look in his eyes.

But he also understands that today's home game is not him.

In the past, maybe he would have helped Longhushan and put down those monsters, but now... Lu Jin glanced at Su Mo who was still watching the duel in the martial arts arena, and stopped talking.

"Brother Su."

The old master frowned and said, "I'll go down first and arrange for the juniors to strengthen their defense."

"By the way, send Junior Brother Tian back to the apse."

"No need." Su Mo waved his hand, "Junior Brother Tian is fine with us."

Junior Brother Tian, ​​he was talking about Tian Jinzhong, who dared not close his eyes to rest for decades in order to keep the secret for Longhushan.

Fortunately, he is really powerful, if ordinary people suffer like this, they would have died long ago.

Naturally, he also thought about committing suicide, so he would die once and for all.

It was just stopped by the old celestial master.

After all, this is the only person of his same generation in the world today.

"This..." Zhang Wei hesitated.

Tian Jinzhong said with a smile: "Since the real Daeshen has spoken, why are you hesitating?"

"Looking at the world, is there a safer place than under the eyes of Dazheng?"

"That's not what I mean." Zhang Wei smiled smugly: "I know better than you what is going on with Dazheng."

"It's just that I'm worried that it will cause trouble to Senior Brother Su."

"It's just to take care of the individual, no trouble, no trouble." Su Mo smiled softly: "Look at the competition between those two boys."

"I'm here, Longhu Mountain, there's no mess."

What he said was domineering and confident, but neither Zhang Wei nor Tian Jinzhong, nor the silent He Qixiu, ever showed any suspicion.

On the contrary, Wang Ai and Lu Ci looked at each other, and they both saw the light in each other's eyes.

Just in time, by taking advantage of this turmoil in Quanxing, we can see the strength of this great man and try his luck.

If they were really top masters like the old heavenly master, they would naturally not dare to think otherwise.

But if the strength is not strong... Then he has gone through 160 years, and he can still maintain the secret art of youth, but there is something to say!

The golden light curse, the five thunders rectify the law, and the golden light shines on the sky and the earth. Zhang Chulan is located in the center of the light, like a god descending into the world.

On the opposite side, Zhou Wenxin stepped on two flying swords and floated in the air, surrounded by hundreds of flying swords, like a legendary sword fairy.

"Zhou Wenxin, right?" Zhang Chulan panted heavily, her hands were dripping with blood: "What a powerful flying sword technique!"

The clothes on his arms were all torn, his arms were covered with large and small wounds, and blood dripped continuously along his arms.

These are the injuries he suffered just now when he tried to resist the attacking flying sword. If he hadn't retreated quickly, his arms might have been twisted into pieces.

Zhou Wenxin on the opposite side was also not feeling very well, blood was faintly remaining at the corner of his mouth, and many parts of his Taoist robe had turned into coke.

Even though the successive thunderbolts just now were all cut to pieces by the flying sword, a lot of thunderbolts still passed to him.

If Zhou Wenxin hadn't also strengthened his body with the Golden Light Curse, his internal organs would probably have been injured by now.

Roughly speaking, the two seem to be somewhat evenly matched.

"Brother Su, this junior under your sect..."

The old heavenly master raised his eyebrows, showing surprise on his face: "The talent is amazing."

He understood Zhang Chulan's strength.

After all, King Chujiang was reincarnated, he had the karma of Yama in his body, and he laid a solid foundation with the source of Qi body, so it should be strong.

"Let's see." Su Mo didn't respond positively.

"Zhang Daoyou's strength is really astonishing." Zhou Wenxin looked at the slightly embarrassed opponent on the opposite side, and said cautiously: "I still have a style, but I once listened to the teacher's lecture, and I realized it."

"It's just that I haven't really mastered it yet, and I can't control the power. If there is something serious and offends, I ask Fellow Daoist Zhang to take care of it."

"Let the horse come here!" Zhang Chulan clenched her fists tightly, and her golden light became even more intense: "It just so happens that I'm also planning to make a fight with Daoist Zhou!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Wenxin quickly formed a seal with his hands, and the huge real energy rioted in his body, as if boiling.

The flying swords around moved in a special trajectory, and then Zhou Wenxin's hands formed sword fingers, and the flying swords all over the sky rushed forward like a flock of birds.

Zhang Chulan roared, and a golden thunder burst out, resisting the group of flying swords.

However, after the flying sword was knocked away by the thunder, it did not fall, but circled in mid-air, and rushed towards him again.

Flying swords competed all over the sky, dancing around Zhang Chulan, and turned into a tornado with a diameter of about ten meters.

It's just that this tornado is composed of countless flying swords, which looks dazzling and gorgeous.

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

That storm of crazily spinning sword blades reveals unparalleled ferocity. They firmly believe that if they are in it, they will probably be smashed to pieces even if they persist for a few breaths at most!

"Hey... what's that?" Suddenly someone pointed to the sky and exclaimed.

Everyone followed the sound and their eyes widened at the same time.

The blade tornado kept turning, and above the tornado, one flying sword after another stagnated in mid-air.

The combination of flying swords, metal and iron, these flying swords actually started to assemble.

First came the blade, then the blade, and finally, under the horrified eyes of everyone, a huge sword with a length of [-] meters and a width of tens of meters appeared in the sky.

And this huge sword is composed of hundreds of swords!

"It's neither light nor heavy." Su Mo frowned involuntarily.

Thousands of swords unite, this is the right path.

But now this scene is considered to be Zhou Wenxin's trick, and took a shortcut.

Therefore, if you can hurt others, you can also hurt yourself.

After using this pose, the tendons in his body will also be washed into chaos because they can't bear such a violent true qi.

On the martial arts arena, two streams of blood flowed out from Zhou Wenxin's nostrils.

Gritting his teeth, he forcibly formed the last handprint, and reprimanded: "Cut!"

boom--

The giant sword fell.

Zhang Chulan's hoarse roar resounded through the audience, and all the true qi exploded, turning into a golden thunder that soared into the sky.

The giant sword made contact with the thunder, and a terrifying shock wave spread.

And under Zhang Chulan's desperate eyes, his golden thunder was chopped into pieces.

But that huge sword only shattered by a third, and the remaining half remained undiminished and fell straight down.

Zhang Chulan was lying on the ground, without a trace of strength anymore, she could only look desperately at the shadows covering herself.

"Bullshit."

Just when the old Heavenly Master's expression changed drastically, Su Mo gently stretched out a finger: "Scatter."

The giant sword suddenly dissipated, turned into hundreds of flying sword symbols, and flew into Zhou Wenxin's sleeve again.

It's like pressing the reverse button while watching a movie.

"call--"

The old heavenly master's worried expression dissipated.

But in the competition arena, just as the Taoist priests on the referee's seat were about to announce the result, Zhou Wenxin shouted: "I admit defeat!"

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the outside of the court without looking back.

"This..." The referee hesitated for a long time, seeing that Zhou Wenxin had already walked out of the arena, he could only announce: "The last match, Zhang Chulan wins!"

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Zhang Chulan, for being the champion of this Luo Tian Dajiao!"

On the viewing platform, the old master breathed a sigh of relief, and cupped his hands towards Su Mo: "Thank you, Senior Brother Su!"

"This time I just want Wenxin to see the monks in the world and prove her own cultivation. She has no intention of becoming a champion."

"Besides, I am not ignorant of the Luo Tian Dajiao this time. I have no enmity with you, so how could I deliberately sabotage it?"

During the gap between the two of them talking, Zhou Wenxin also came up, and bowed his hands apologetically to Zhang Wei: "I really can't keep my hand until the end, the old master forgive me."

"It's okay." Zhang Wei waved his hand and smiled: "Swords have no eyes. If you really let the water go, it will be the biggest disrespect to Zhang Chulan."

The grand Luo Tian Dajiao martial arts competition ceremony is now over.

It just so happened that it was getting late, and at dusk, everyone was staying at Longhu Mountain for the last night, and they were about to go their separate ways.

But those who knew the inside story all became nervous.

"Brother Su." The old heavenly master cupped his hands towards Su Mo: "Next, Longhushan will trouble you."

"Go ahead, I just want to ask a question." Su Mo waved his hands without looking back.

Zhang Wei nodded, putting Zhang Chulan on the shoulder: "Follow me."

And Su Mo also pointed out a point between Zhou Wenxin's eyebrows.

Zhou Wenxin, who was originally in pain, suddenly calmed down.

He only felt a warm air rushing through his whole body along the center of his eyebrows, where the air flow passed, all the injured tendons were repaired, and all the pain dissipated...

"on fire!"

Suddenly someone shouted.

The sun had also set at this moment, and from a distance, in the darkness, a red light shone in the direction of the front mountain, and a smell of smoke came from it.

Down the mountain.

A large number of people mobilized their true qi and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

Tian Jinzhong stayed by Su Mo's side all the time and did not place an order.

Gong Qing, who was disguised as the Xiaodaotong of Zhuang Tian Jinzhong, really couldn't find a chance to attack, so he could only take advantage of the gap to go to the toilet, and secretly issued instructions to the people down the mountain to force them to attack the mountain!

As long as the headmaster of Maoshan leaves and leads people to resist the Quanxing people, he can find an excuse to push Tian Jinzhong back to the apse, and then strike!

When Quan Xing's group of people rushed forward, the Secret Service, which was defending and maintaining order at the outer door, and people who knew everything naturally went up to them and started fighting.

All of a sudden, the sound of explosions, weapons interacting, and screams rang out.