Silence Valkyrie

Chapter 85 Night Attack
The transport spirit boat traveled [-] miles a day, and finally arrived at the Sunset Wilderness after three days of flying.

Each of the disciples received a jade slip, which recorded the map of the entire Sunset Wasteland.

The spirit boat descended to a low altitude of thirty feet above the ground, and flew around the periphery of the Sunset Wasteland, ordering a group of disciples to jump down every hundred miles.

A height of thirty feet is not a problem for warriors in the Spiritual Martial Realm.

After half a day, Zhang Shan's team of three also parachuted to the ground.

The place where they landed was surrounded by deserts. It was afternoon now, the sun was shining on the sand, the heat was rolling and the temperature was very high, but for warriors, this was just a trivial matter.

Taking out the jade slip of the map, they found out where they were. The three of them discussed it and decided on a direction to move forward.

Before nightfall, they came to an abandoned oasis.

There is a dry deep well on the oasis, and some rough houses built of stones. It is estimated that sand people lived here before, but they should have moved after the well dried up.

The three of them walked into a large house, intending to rest here for the night, and then continue to search for traces of the thief tomorrow.

Take out food and water from the Sumeru ring, and the three chat while eating.

After a full meal, they all began to meditate after paying attention to their surroundings with a trace of consciousness.

Time passed quietly, and midnight passed quickly.

"A group of warriors riding lions and camels came from the direction of the deep desert. It is estimated that there are thousands of people. They should be robbers. They can arrive here in a quarter of an hour. The host is ready to fight."

A thought from Ling'er came from the sea of ​​consciousness, so Zhang Shan took the effort and stood up.

After moving his hands and feet, he walked outside the house, looked at the direction indicated by the stele spirit, and waited for the appearance of the thief.

The dark night is no longer an obstacle for warriors in the spiritual realm, everything is as bright as day when the eyes are gathered together.

After a while, Fang Yiru and Ling Yuwei also came out of the house.

Fang Yiru came to him and stood still: "I sensed that there was an enemy coming, but I didn't expect my junior to find out before me."

"I just finished training and wanted to come out to get some air. I only sensed it before my senior sister came out." Zhang Shan smiled and said.

At this time, on the horizon in the distance, there were figures, like a large cloud floating towards this side.

When approaching, you can see that these people are dressed in black, with black turbans on their heads, and each of them is riding a lion camel beast, coming at lightning speed.

"Sure enough, it is a devil thief. According to the information released by the sect, the devil thief wears this attire and attacks people's business travel everywhere, burning, killing and looting, doing all kinds of evil."

Ling Yuwei said while taking out her spiritual weapon machete.

"The level is not high, and most of them are fighters of Qi martial arts, but there are a lot of them. I don't know if there are any masters hidden among them."

Fang Yiru swept over with her spiritual sense, and also took out her spiritual weapon.

It was a mahogany sword, dark purple in color, with light green patterns faintly on the body of the sword.

It was the first time Zhang Shan saw a sword made of wood. He was curious and wondered whether the wooden sword was sharp or whether there were other wonderful things about it.
The thief had already entered within a hundred paces at this time, Zhang Shan didn't have time to think, shouted loudly, and went forward to meet him first.

The two women followed closely behind, forming a sharp formation and charging forward.

The distance between the two sides instantly shortened, and they entered the situation of hand-to-hand combat.

The bloodthirsty light appeared in the eyes of those thieves, and they shouted loudly, the saber in their hands pierced the air, and with a whistling sound, they slashed straight down towards Zhang Shan in front of them.

"Yin and Yang chaos!"

Zhang Shan's Qinghong sword was shaken and turned into several sword shadows. First, it hit the cutting edge of the blade, and then the sword shadow shrank, and then struck forward.

The sword light suddenly rose sharply, and with a bang, the leading bandit and his mount were cut in half by the sword light, splashing blood, and fell to the ground.

Ling Yuwei's scimitar on the left flickered, and the head of the thief on the side flew into the sky.

Fang Yiru's mahogany sword silently tapped on the throat of the thief on the right. The thief froze and fell from the lion and camel beast.

Zhang Shan laughed and continued to charge forward.

In a group battle, you must not let your opponent trap you to death in place, otherwise, even if your realm and strength are higher than the enemy's, you will not be able to resist the crowd tactics, and you will be killed by piles of human lives.

Zhang Shan kept charging forward, none of those robbers was his all-in-one enemy, he killed one with one sword, without stopping at all.

The thief roared again and again, and also waved his saber at him without fear of death.

Although these people are only at the Qi Martial Realm, they usually fight in battle formations, and quite a few fighters at the Spirit Martial Realm died in their battle formations.

Therefore, although Zhang Shan and the other three were merciless in their actions, they still failed to scare them. On the contrary, they aroused the ferocity of these desperadoes.

Shouting unknown names, these bandits rushed towards the three of Zhang Shan like a tide, looking fierce to crush them to pieces.

The area covered by the shadow of the sword in Zhang Shan's hand is getting bigger and bigger, and the speed of killing people is getting faster and faster.

The Yin-Yang Chaotic Sword Style is really like a fish in water in this kind of group battle, its power is infinite, using strength to fight, gathering the true power of many enemies and applying it to one of them, it is really invincible.

The endless enemies gave Zhang Shan extremely strong attack power, and from time to time, he used a small transformation sword formula to absorb and transform the enemy's true energy, allowing him to consume very little, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

In the end, Fang Yiru and Ling Yuwei stuck close to him, except to protect his side, they simply gave up attacking and let Zhang Shan let go to kill.

At this time, Zhang Shan was immersed in the comprehension of yin and yang chaos, and he only felt that every subtle change of the enemy was reflected in his mind, with incomparable clarity. The speed, strength, angle, and timing of the sabers that came to him were all within his grasp. under the calculation.

In the constant battles, some tricks that were not clear before began to be integrated, and his understanding of Yin and Yang Chaos has reached a new level.

Zhang Shan suddenly roared, the light of the sword soared, and the power of the sword became stronger, and the enemies within one foot of him were turned into severed limbs.

All of a sudden, there was no one enemy in front of him. Zhang Shan found that he had completely killed the formation of the robbers. Looking back, a passage paved with flesh and blood stretched behind him.

After the robbers were pierced through the formation, they controlled the lion and camel beast to turn around, with deep fear hidden in their eyes, and they didn't dare to charge up again for a while.

Zhang Shan turned around and stood still, looking up to the sky with a long smile: "Happy, happy!"

Fang Yiru also turned around at this time, her white dress was like snow, not even a little blood stained.

Looking at the situation in front of him, he looked at Zhang Shan again: "Junior brother, you are a monster."

Ling Yuwei gasped from the side and said, "You are simply a god of killing. Are you a thief or are they robbers?"

Zhang Shan laughed loudly: "Senior sisters, I feel that I have gained a new understanding of swordsmanship. This time I really came at the right time. Let's fight back again."

As he spoke, he shook the sword in his hand, and amidst loud laughter, he rushed towards the thief again.

Fang Yiru and Ling Yuwei exchanged glances, shook their heads and followed closely.

Before departure, the sect had already issued a strict order that the devils and thieves would do all kinds of evil, and everyone's hands were covered with the blood of innocent people, so the disciples were asked to eliminate all evil without mercy.

As long as they are human beings, no matter how brave and fearless they are, there will be a limit. Zhang Shan's ferocious killing finally made the group of robbers realize that they are just a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they have no chance of winning.

As Zhang Shan's figure approached again, the murderous aura rose to the sky, and the robbers suddenly collapsed. They yelled and ran away in all directions.

(End of this chapter)