Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 231 The Man in Tsing Yi

"Discovered? What's going on?"

Zhang Shan felt a little strange.

He is still quite confident in his means of stealth and concealment, and in his spiritual consciousness, the three martial artists in the spiritual realm in the courtyard did not respond at all.

Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw a window opened on the top floor upstairs in the courtyard.

A middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was looking towards him with a playful smile on his lips.

This person was not sensed by his spiritual sense just now, and Ling'er didn't notice it either.

"Sixth level of real martial arts?"

After sweeping over with his spiritual sense and confirming the state of this person, Zhang Shan relaxed instead.

At this time, three warriors sprang out from the hall in the building, and Zhang Shan had sensed those three people in advance.

All three held long knives and stared at Zhang Shan.

"You can hide from my spiritual sense? How did you do it?"

Zhang Shan casually asked the man in Tsing Yi upstairs.

Seeing Zhang Shan's calm and not flustered expression, the man in Tsing Yi was a little surprised.

In his perception, this fat man who threw himself into the net was only at the fifth level of real martial arts, one level lower than himself, and he was not surprised.

"Could it be that this fat man has something to rely on?"

The man in Tsing Yi was thinking in his heart, but he laughed and said:
"In this room of mine, there is an isolation magic circle, even low-level basalt martial artists may not be able to sense it, let alone you who are a fifth-level real martial arts."

"However, your concealment technique is quite good, and you have managed to hide from my senses. However, the magic circle in this yard also has a function, that is, it can display all the scenes around the yard on the mirror in my room. As soon as you It was found close to the courtyard."

As the man in Tsing Yi said, his figure flickered, he went out through the window, and landed in front of Zhang Shan.

He stared at Zhang Shan like a cat playing with a mouse and said: "You are very interested, and you are still asking questions when you are surrounded."

"Anyway, I've fallen into a trap, so I'm going to be a ghost if I die, right?"

Zhang Shan said with a smile.

"Hey, it's okay for a fat man not to see you, but as long as you are willing to answer the question honestly, I don't have to spare your life, sir."

The man in Tsing Yi touched his chin and said.

"Why don't you tell me, who are you? Why are you here?"

Zhang Shan smiled eloquently, and then asked.

"You have too many questions, and this kind of question should be asked by the uncle."

The man in Tsing Yi put away his smile, and a weapon that looked like a monster's leg bone appeared in his hand.

"Isn't it someone whose fist is hard enough to ask questions? I'm afraid it's because you haven't figured out the situation yet."

Zhang Shan sneered, took out his epee, pointed at Tsing Yi Ren and said:

"However, it's a bit boring to kill you with one move, so I will play a few moves with you."

"Fatty, you really think of yourself as an onion. After I take you down, I will make you regret your arrogance."

The man in Tsing Yi said with a sneer, and then shouted at the three subordinates: "Come on, use the knife array."

The three warriors at the Spiritual Martial Realm shouted at the same time, and the two stepped forward, one behind, forming an inverted triangle formation.

The long knife in his hand lit up, and three beams of light gathered in the air, turning into a light knife the size of a door panel, and slashed towards Zhang Shan like lightning.

"It's kind of interesting, but it's still a little weak."

Zhang Shan shook his heavy sword and slashed towards the light saber.

Zang Feng sent out a black sword gang, which collided with the knife light.

There was a muffled bang, the light of the knife shattered, and the Gang Qi flew around.

Zhang Shan stood on the spot, raised his heavy sword and said:

"The power of this knife array is not bad, it can even withstand the power of my sword."

Surprise flashed across the faces of the three warriors at the Spiritual Martial Realm.

The saber formation of the three of them, if the strength of the three of them is gathered together to strike together, the power will increase several times. Even if ordinary martial artists at the fifth level of true martial arts can take it, it will not be so easy.

"No wonder you dare to come here alone. It seems that you still have some skills, and you can easily block the three talents of the Ding brothers."

The man in Tsing Yi frowned and said.

"San Cai's door-severing knife? This knife array is interesting, but it's useless to me. What about you, holding something like a bone, is it possible that you are using a hungry dog's food stick?"

"Fatty, you provoke me, I will let you taste the power of my bone stick later!"

As he said that, the aura on his body soared, a corpse-like stench emanated from the bone stick, and the color on it also turned blue.

"Bones everywhere!"

With a loud roar from the man in Tsing Yi, the white bone stick swung hundreds of shadows and smashed down on Zhang Shan's head.

The smell of rotting corpses in the air immediately permeated, faintly giving Zhang Shan a familiar feeling.

He couldn't help frowning and pondering, and casually sent out a yin and yang chaos to meet Stick Shadow.

The heavy sword turned into countless light and floating sword shadows, and each sword shadow was accurately pointed on the tip of the bone stick.

Ping!Ping!Ping!
Amid the rapid clash of swords and sticks, the shadows of the sticks dissipated one after another.

The man in Tsing Yi was shocked by the force of the countershock and retreated three steps.

"This kid's sword is so powerful, his realm is lower than mine, but his combat power is so powerful."

His face was gloomy, he was fighting against an enemy whose realm was lower than his, but he fell into a disadvantage, which made him feel ashamed in front of his subordinates.

"Form a four-element formation, let this fat man know how powerful we are!"

The man in Tsing Yi screamed loudly.

The three warriors at the Spiritual Martial Realm agreed, and each divided into three directions to surround Zhang Shan, forming a square with the man in Tsing Yi.

"Sixiang Town Killing Formation Knife Cluster Stick Shadow!"

The man in Tsing Yi gave an order, and the lights of the swords of the three subordinates and the shadow of his stick merged together in the air.

It turned into a stick shadow as thick as a bucket and about ten feet long, and slashed straight towards Zhang Shan with terrifying power.

"I wonder why his white bone stick is familiar to me. The smell of corpse is very similar to the smell of corpse poison in Tie Xiaotao's body."

Suddenly a light flashed in Zhang Shan's heart, his brows stretched, and he laughed long:

"This blow is not bad. I guess it is your strongest method. The game is over here. I just have a lot of questions to ask after I take you down."

The Nirvana sword intent soared into the sky, the epee blurred for a while, and then it seemed to slash on the stick shadow slowly and quickly.

With a muffled bang, the man in Tsing Yi spurted blood and flew out backwards.

And those three fighters at the Spiritual Martial Realm exploded into pieces with a bang.

Seeing the miserable condition of his subordinates while retreating, the man in Tsing Yi was inexplicably horrified. Only then did he realize that the opponent he was facing might have hidden his cultivation.

In an instant, he screamed, turned around in the air, and was about to flee out of the courtyard.

"I'm not busy in vain if I leave for you."

Zhang Shan pursed his lips, pressed his left hand in the air, and Tianluo picked up the stars.

The man in Tsing Yi felt his body stagnate, as if his whole body was being held by an invisible big hand, and then flew back backwards.

(End of this chapter)