martial arts mythology system

Chapter 50

Following Han Feng's order, all the followers rushed to the three red-clothed prison ghosts in front of them.

The three red-clothed prison ghosts plotted against Kangsu Palace's main dish just now, and they also consumed a lot of energy. Facing Zhuo Yihang's pursuit, they had to retreat first, and called the nearby gray walking corpses to come to help.

Two thick monsters rushed over quickly.

The followers instantly showed exquisite coordination.The usual thick hemp rope flew out of Shangguan Yundun's hands. This kind of rope was specially made and soaked in medicine, and the two walking corpses were temporarily restrained by the force of the throw.

Sha Tongtian and Peng Lianhu took the opportunity to rush forward, one using the iron oar and the other using the judge pen. Peng Lianhu's skill was originally higher, but because of the small size of the judge pen, he couldn't break through the defenses of the two walking corpses. Sha Tongtian held the iron oar The momentum was heavy, just to restrain the walking corpse, and knocked the two blue-gray monsters into the air.

Shangguan Yundun took this opportunity to wave the hemp rope in his hand, and sent the two monsters flying out like tops.

After temporarily repelling these two obstacles, the nearby walking corpses were also entangled by the members of the Sacred Heart Sect and the teammates of the Xuanjian Division. The three red-clothed prison ghosts finally lost their barriers.

The followers immediately besieged and went up.

Han Feng and Chu Qingni watched the tense battle situation from behind, and they became more and more anxious when dealing with the Chongxie cultists on the battlefield. It should be the only chance to kill these three men in red as soon as possible.

Looking back, Fang Lanting had already manipulated the white smoke to fight with the three earth demon generals.

The black and white airflow is like a storm passing through, causing terrifying scars on the earth!

While fighting against the cultists, Han Feng said to Chu Qingni:
"Don't you have any backup at the Sacred Heart Gate?"

The golden light in Chu Qingni's palm flew, and after knocking away the two Chongxie cultists, she said:
"Who would have known that the Chongxie Church would launch a large-scale attack in advance? The main force of our Sacred Heart Sect is not in Fuyuan Road, and there will be no reinforcements. Doesn't your heavenly court have any masters?"

Han Feng didn't answer, and he still had an experience card for Chu Liuxiang. The appearance of a third-rank bandit commander can definitely suppress the situation... However, it is not yet at the point where he is really helpless, so he may not necessarily use his hole card.

Let's see if Zhuo Yihang and the others can kill the three red-clothed prison ghosts...

Zhuo Yihang and Tian Boguang took the lead and rushed towards the three prison ghosts with swords in hand.

A prison ghost stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and the red blood was surging, turning into a huge red screen.

This giant screen of blood and energy could not be broken even by a sixth-rank vegetable brocade. Zhuo Yihang and Tian Boguang, who had seen all this just now, did not plan to attack by force, but bypassed it.

Leaping in the air, turning over the huge blood-red screen, Zhuo Yihang's "Dharma Sword Technique" shot!
The illusory golden sword light, the hazy Sanskrit chanting.

The exquisite swordsmanship and inner strength that Venerable Bodhidharma had learned in the 18 years of facing the wall in Songshan Mountain were used by Zhuo Yihang, showing awe-inspiring majesty, and stabbing the man in red holding the bloody giant screen high in the air.

The man in red quickly retreated to dodge the sword light, and as he withdrew, the bloody giant screen dissipated instantly.

Shangguan Yundun, Tian Boguang and Peng Lianhu seized the opportunity and rushed forward.

The two prison ghosts in the rear wanted to help, and there was a red light all over their bodies, and they wanted to rush forward.Shangguan Yundun waved the hemp rope in his hand, whipping it like a whip, forcing the two people back.

Sha Tongtian and Zhongyuan Yidianhong also caught up, attacking with iron oars and sharp swords, and for a while even entangled the two prison ghosts.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shangguan Yundun, Tian Boguang, Peng Lianhu and Zhuo Yihang attacked frantically, wanting to seize the opportunity to take down the besieged prison ghosts.

The knife in Tian Boguang's hand reflected the light, his figure was surrounded by the wind, and the thirteen moves of flying sand and rocks were the first to strike, and the knife energy rushed towards the prison ghost.

The prison ghost was surrounded by red blood energy, relying on the strength of his body to sustain the knife attack, leaped forward, and punched Tian Boguang, intending to break out from here.

Shangguan Yundun flicked the hemp rope in his hand, wrapped it around the prison ghost's waist, pulled him back, pulling him away from Tian Boguang, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and sprayed out a pitch-black poison.

However, after being sprayed by Shangguan Yundun's poison, the prison ghost seemed to be completely unaffected. The blood in his hand condensed into a red Qi sword, and he turned around and stabbed Shangguan Yundun.

Shangguan Yundun rolled to the side at the moment of death, dodged the fatal blow, but was also scratched on his arm, and his blood was spilled.

Chu Qingni looked at this scene and shouted loudly: "Be careful, ordinary poisons can't affect these prison ghosts and walking corpses!"

Shangguan Yun suddenly showed bitterness, and muttered: "Oh, you girl, why didn't you say it earlier."

The prison ghost who injured Shangguan Yundun instantly accelerated and was about to rush out of the encirclement. Zhuo Yihang and Peng Lianhu chased after him again. Wudang's serial killing sword technique and the judge's fatal brushwork technique were both fatal, too fast to blink. Phantom, just a few breaths left seven or eight bloody holes on the ghost.

The prison ghost was injured and knew that he would not be able to win head-on, so he sold an opening and stayed still to let Peng Lianhu's judge pen stab her left shoulder. Then, with force, his arm clamped the judge pen between his shoulder blades, and his right hand flashed red. Now, hit Peng Lianhu.

The sudden death move left Peng Lianhu too late to react.

Fortunately, Han Feng, who was fighting with the walking dead with Chu Qingni far away, saw this and let out a loud roar.

"Roar!"

The invisible sound wave hit the prison ghost from the air, making him in a trance for a moment.

Zhuo Yihang also seized this opportunity, "Dharma Sword Art" shot instantly!
The golden light suddenly appears, and the streamer strikes a sword!
The figures staggered past, and the prison ghost fell to the ground with his throat blocked instantly.

The followers killed the prison ghost, and the nearby walking corpses lost their guides, so their movements have slowed down a lot, and the pressure on the side of the Sacred Heart Gate has been reduced a lot.

Shangguan Yundun and Zhuo Yihang hurried forward to besiege the remaining two prison ghosts.

Sha Tongtian and Zhongyuan Yidianhong, who were fighting these two prison ghosts, were already covered in injuries and exhausted.

Fortunately, after the followers joined the battle, the battle situation improved instantly, and the two prison ghosts were also suppressed.

Han Feng and Chu Qingni looked at each other, and rushed to the battle to besiege the prison ghosts.

As long as the remaining two prison ghosts die, the balance of this battle will tilt towards the Sacred Heart Gate.

However... the sky does not follow people's wishes...

A majestic and terrifying aura came to the center of Qishan Battlefield!
The two prison ghosts under the siege had already been forced to be injured all over by the followers, but a suction force came from the air and directly sucked the two of them away.

Then, a majestic man dressed in a black imperial costume, wearing a flat sky crown, and a golden wheel suspended behind his back descended from the sky.

With a wave of his hand, two prison ghosts landed at his feet.

One of the ten kings of Chongxie Sect - the Wheel-Running King, has come!
Flicking his sleeves, a circular wave of air was emitted from the whole body of the King of the Wheel, pushing away all the people from both sides of Chongxiejiao and Sacred Heart Gate within tens of feet.

Only the wheel-running king and the two prison ghosts under his feet remained in the center of the battlefield.

"Haven't the Sacred Heart Gate surrendered yet? My seat, I'm getting impatient."

As the King of the Wheel opened his mouth, monstrous black air rose wantonly from his body, rendering the Qishan battlefield like hell.

(End of this chapter)