Chapter 98
Under the signal of Bei Ling, Zhang Shan stopped moving forward.

A moment later, Linger's thoughts came over.

"The other party is a warrior of the real martial arts realm, and his realm is around the first or second level, but he should be seriously injured now, and his strength can't even reach the first level of the real martial arts realm, but he is still stronger than the martial artist of the ninth level of spiritual martial arts."

"Can we win against him?"

Zhang Shan was greatly moved, if he could kill this person, Men Gong would not mention it, there must be something good about him.

"With the strength of the three of you, we should have great confidence, but I don't know if this person has hidden any trump card." Ling'er analyzed the strength comparison between the two sides and said.

"Then if you do it alone, how sure are you?" Zhang Shan asked after thinking for a while.

"At least [-]% sure, does the host want me to control your body? Then I will take over your body." Ling'er said eagerly.

"Don't, don't, don't do it first, I just want to ask clearly, if there is a problem with the three of us besieging him later, it will not be too late for you to save the scene."

Zhang Shan hurriedly stopped her, since Bei Ling manifested as a little girl, Zhang Shan didn't want her to take over his body, unless it was a matter of life and death.

Fortunately, if he is not willing, Ling'er can't forcibly deprive him of control over his body.

"Okay then..." Ling'er lost interest when she heard that she was still a spare tire.

Zhang Shan retreated carefully, leaving the dilapidated village.

After returning to the sand dune outside, Fang Yiru and Ling Yuwei were waiting anxiously, and they were relieved to see that he came back safe and sound.

"How is it? Did you find anything?" Ling Yuwei asked impatiently.

Zhang Shan repeated Linger's analysis to the two women.

"Since this is the case, let's decide to do it, but everyone should be careful later, if there is something wrong, don't force it." Fang Yiru confessed cautiously.

Then the three of them discussed the details of what to do, and after feeling that there was no problem, they began to dive into the oasis.

When he touched the entrance of that dilapidated small village, a room in the village suddenly felt a wave of real energy.

"Hmph, how dare three little fellows in the spirit realm dare to provoke me?"

Amidst the sneer, the door of the house broke into pieces with a bang, and a tall and thin figure walked out of it.

"It was discovered, it seems that the sneak attack is not possible."

The three straightened up and surrounded the man vigilantly.

"It's you gang of lingering Wentianzong bastards again, who just happened to let me kill me to avenge the destruction of my Pegasus village."

The man grinned grinningly, his long and narrow eyes gleaming with extreme hatred.

"So, you slipped through the net by Shisan Yeqi? Which commander are you?" Zhang Shan narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively.

"Listen well, I am Ji Qianli, the commander of Shisan Yeqi, prepare to die."

After finishing speaking, he flipped his hand, and a ghost-headed knife with nine holes on the knife body appeared in his hand. He snorted coldly and rushed towards the three of them.

According to the pre-discussed strategy, Zhang Shan shouted and took the lead to go up.

Fang Yiru followed him to support him, while Ling Yuwei wandered around and attacked him.

According to Bei Ling, this Ji Qianli has been seriously injured and should not be able to fight for a long time. As long as it is delayed for a while to cause the injury in his body, the chance of winning will be greatly increased.

Zhang Shan naturally believed in Bei Ling's words, so he planned to adopt the strategy of exchanging injuries for injuries from the very beginning, relying on the strong resilience of the Five Elements Indestructible Body, and the increase in Ling Yuwei's Qinglian Law Domain to fight against the opponent.

Ji Qianli's Guitou Dao slashed straight at Zhang Shan with a sharp whistling sound, and the sharp light of the sword was breathtaking.

In his opinion, this kid with eighth level of spirit martial arts could kill him with a single blow.

Zhang Shan's Nirvana Zhan with all his strength collided with the Guitou Dao, and the sword energy and sword gang shattered.

"True Martial Artists are really powerful, and they are still so strong after being seriously injured."

The sand and dust were stirred up by the stellar energy, and Zhang Shan's blood was tumbling, and he took a few steps back, secretly surprised in his heart.

Although Ji Qianli didn't take a single step back, he was still having a hard time. He felt that the opponent's sword just now was stronger than that of a martial artist with nine levels of qi and martial arts.

Before, he originally wanted to make a quick decision and kill one in one fell swoop, so he shot with all his strength, but he didn't expect that the opponent's strength was far beyond his estimation.

The Ghost Head Saber vibrated, and a burst of saber energy rushed towards Zhang Shan.

Fang Yiru scolded, stood in front of Zhang Shan, the mahogany sword slashed across a streak of purple light, shattering the saber energy.

Ji Qianli snorted angrily, stepped forward, and swung his saber across.

Ling Yuwei yelled, and the scimitar shone brightly, slashing straight at his back.

Ji Qianli stopped the castration, twisted the knife and turned around, the ghost-head knife swept Ling Yuwei's knife shadow, blasting her a foot away, staggering and about to fall.

Just as he was about to take advantage of the situation and make another cut, Zhang Shan rushed forward again, and the sword with the intention of destruction enveloped his whole body.

Feeling the power of this sword, Ji Qianli had no choice but to turn around and raise his sword to meet him.

boom!
This time the force of the forcible shock was even better than before, Ji Qianli's face paled for a while, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly. This time's reckless fight finally triggered the injury in his body.

"Haha, the surname is Ji, the internal injury is not serious, right? I don't know how many tricks he can survive."

Zhang Shan laughed loudly, regardless of the blood on his face cut by the knife energy, he stood forward, opened and closed his sword, and rushed to attack.

Ji Qianli's heart sank, it turned out that the other party saw that he was seriously injured, no wonder he confronted him without fear.

If it wasn't for the serious internal injuries and the drop in realm, he could have dealt with this kid with a single blow, instead of being unable to do anything about him like now.

"Even if I get injured, it's not something you three trash can move."

He snorted coldly, and his thoughts turned sharply, knowing that it would be bad for him to fight for a long time, if he couldn't clean them up within a quarter of an hour, he might end up here.

"Don't forget, I'm a martial artist at the true martial state, and the soul skills at the true martial state have been activated, so let you taste the horror of my soul skills!"

He took a long breath, and held the handle of the knife with both hands: "The magic sound depresses the soul!"

The ghost head knife vibrated with a buzzing sound, and there were sharp and strange whistling sounds from the nine small holes in the blade body.

The whistling sound instantly filled the entire ten-foot radius.

Zhang Shan felt his eyes darken, and suddenly hundreds of ghosts appeared in the air, howling and rushing towards him.

"What the hell is this?" He couldn't help being shocked.

"This is a kind of sound soul ability. It is quite interesting to use sound to influence people's spirit and create illusions. However, in front of me, this type of soul ability is useless to the host."

With the sound of the stele spirit, Zhang Shan's eyes lit up, the illusion suddenly disappeared, and everything returned to the original.

There was a sneer in the corner of Ji Qianli's mouth, the knife in his hand was still shaking, while Fang Yiru and Ling Yuwei seemed to be trapped in an illusion, with panicked and struggling expressions on their faces.

Ji Qianli smiled sinisterly, and walked towards Zhang Shan: "Boy, you should be honored to die under my magic sound!"

Zhang Shan's heart moved, and he also had an inexplicable expression of horror on his face, as if he was falling into a nightmare.

(End of this chapter)

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