Zhang Shoujie is not very experienced in combat, and when he fought against Wang Shan, he didn't expect that someone would sneak attack in the back, not to mention that the soul of the demon didn't make any sound at all when he acted, and he couldn't catch off against it, and this palm hit the back of the heart.
It was also thanks to Zhang Shoujie's previous caution that he first set a body protection spirit shield for himself, and in this way, the body protection spirit shield was also shocked, and it was almost scattered, and he immediately realized that the person behind him was also a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building.
His mind was settled, it was only in the early stage of foundation building, and the two monks in the early stage of foundation building were not their opponents, and they always did not want to suffer the enemy on their backs, his figure was quickly pulled up, and he didn't expect the flying sword to "buzz" from the bottom of his feet, and a cold sweat immediately broke out on his body.
Only then did he see that the one who attacked him was also a black shadow, needless to say, it was also made by that Wang Shan, at this time, the flying sword had returned to Wang Shan's chest, the tip of the sword was facing upward, motionless towards Zhang Shoujie.
Zhang Shoujie, Wang Shan, and the devil confronted each other in a triangle, riding a tiger together, and no one could take a step back.
In Wang Shan's banner, the golden-winged poisonous bee that he could rely on was accidentally destroyed, which made his heart ache, if Zhang Shoujie was not destroyed today, he could only flee and retreat in the demon beast forest, and Zhang Shoujie, thinking that Wang Shan saw where he was retreating, and he had the heart to extinguish his mouth and not allow him to escape.
Zhang Shoujie's eyes were murderous, and the person condensed a giant palm again in mid-air, and slapped towards Wang Shan, Wang Shan bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the flying sword, but he did not retreat or advance, driving the flying sword to Zhang Shoujie in mid-air.
This is a ruined way of playing, Wang Shan is gambling, betting that Zhang Shoujie will not lose both.
Sure enough, the giant palm condensed in mid-air turned to shoot down on the flying sword, and the flying sword was fed by Wang Shan's essence blood, and it was even more murderous, and the tip of the sword actually spit out a sword light.
Zhang Shoujie was surprised and delighted when he saw it, surprised by the quality of this flying sword, and pleased that the flying sword was about to change owners.
Since he couldn't bear to hurt the flying sword, the giant palm withdrew, blocking his chest, and he could block the flying sword, the flying sword "buzzed", and a cold light on the tip of the sword trembled, desperately trying to penetrate the interception of the giant palm.
Wang Shan commanded the flying sword wholeheartedly at this time, constantly urging the spiritual power in his body, and could no longer make any attacks, but the demon was different, it only needed Wang Shan's mind, under Wang Shan's order, the demon flew up from the ground, completely showing the strength of the early stage of foundation building, and rushed towards Zhang Shoujie.
Zhang Shoujie smiled disdainfully, it was only in the early stage of foundation building, he waved his left hand and greeted him.
Zhang Shoujie confidently stopped, but he didn't expect that the punch of his left hand obviously hit the black shadow, but it was like hitting the empty air, the fist passed through the black shadow, but there was nowhere to be forced, this fierce punch did not play a little effect, but the attack of the demon really fell on the body, and the body protection spirit shield "snapped" and shattered.
The shattering of the body protection spirit shield shocked Zhang Shoujie, this black shadow turned out to be the same as before, it could only be blocked simply with spiritual power, the black shadow was already close, Zhang Shoujie had no time to counterattack, he quickly took a step back, trying to open the distance between him and the black shadow, but Wang Shan had rich combat experience, and as soon as he gained the upper hand, he was willing to retreat, and commanded the flying sword to immediately force up.
Although Zhang Shoujie lacked experience in battle, but Xiuwei was there, as soon as he retreated, he breathed a sigh of relief, opened his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of spiritual power, and in mid-air, the palm composed of spiritual power slapped down towards the demon, but this palm was much smaller than the initial palm.
Zhang Shoujie turned over and over with these two means of attack, grabbing the flying sword and shooting the flying soul, obviously there is no special means, but Wang Shan can't crack it, this is the suppression of cultivation, if it weren't for Zhang Shoujie's disability to fight with people, he would have messed up the formation as soon as he came up, and he would have destroyed Wang Shan long ago.
Wang Shan was scared, but now it was too late for him to retreat, the flying sword was in front of someone's chest, if the flying sword was removed, the other party would attack with a palm, it would be the cultivation of the later stage of foundation building.
He can only continue to urge the spiritual power, urging the flying sword forward, the devil does not need to be distracted by Wang Shan at this time, the fighting demon instinctively exerts his pre-birth skills, in addition to not being afraid of sacrifice, seeing Zhang Shoujie slap it down palm by palm, Wang Shan needs to give instructions from time to time to know how to dodge.
Wang Shan complained bitterly, but he didn't know that Zhang Shoujie was miserable in his heart, he had not fought with anyone for more than 40 years since he built the foundation, although he cultivated a lot of Wang Shan in a high place, but his experience was insufficient.
When he destroyed those black shadows before, he kept slapping them one palm at a time, not noticing that the spiritual power in his body had been consumed hugely, and seeing that the area covered by the palms formed by the spiritual power was getting smaller and smaller, and if he continued like this, he would really be drained of the spiritual energy in his body.
After a few moves, he also discovered that the black shadow only knew how to attack, not how to dodge, and the dodging was based on Wang Shan's instructions, which was a flaw.
Zhang Shoujie's heart moved, he took a step back again, the flying sword followed, but it was a little closer to his chest, Wang Shan was overjoyed when he saw it, this was obviously Zhang Shoujie's lack of spiritual power, and he immediately urged the flying sword, and the demon pounced on him.
Zhang Shoujie wanted this way, when the demon was able to pounce in front of him, he suddenly urged the spiritual power, and the top of the devil's head condensed into a palm three inches away, which was consistent with the size of ordinary people's palms, but it had almost condensed into a real shadow, and it was pressed down quickly.
Without any accidents, quietly, the soul of the demon turned into green smoke under the palm composed of spiritual power, Wang Shan's heart was shocked, and at this point, there was no soul in his soul lock flag.
Wang Shan mourned in his heart, this devil, but he poured countless efforts into it, in the Xuanhuang Continent, with the strength of the early stage of foundation building, he destroyed the same strength of the same sect, and then crossed the demon beast forest, just counting on such a powerful thug, but in this battle with Zhang Shoujie alone, all of them were lost, and even the golden-winged poisonous bee did not even use one percent of its strength, so it was ruined.
Under the great mourning, there was no room for a little retreat, Wang Shan gritted his teeth and poured all the spiritual power of his body into the flying sword.
Zhang Shoujie's palm also poured almost all the spiritual power, and his body could no longer support it, and slowly fell from mid-air, and the tip of the flying sword was a little closer to his chest.
Both of them are already at the end of the strong crossbow, Wang Shan launched a ruthless attack, he now has nothing, if Zhang Shoujie has the upper hand, it is not far from death, if he kills Zhang Shoujie, he will earn it, and there will be an extra soul in the late stage of foundation building in the soul lock flag, he bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood again, and watched the flying sword advance little by little, but finally stopped an inch away from the opponent's chest.
The fight between the two people is long, but in fact, the process is less than half an hour, and the coercion of the foundation building period over the Zhang family has awakened all the monks in Wangyue City, but under such coercion, all the people are just timidly huddled at home, silently praying in their hearts that the battlefield will not be transferred, just above their Zhang family.
Only Zhang Shiyi, enduring the coercion of the foundation building period, grabbed the knife and got up quietly, approached the backyard, and followed the crack in the door, he could see the fight between Zhang Shoujie and Wang Shan clearly, the souls in Wang Shan's soul lock banner disappeared one by one, and his heart was a little cold, Wang Shan really couldn't do it, would the ancestor really let himself go The ancestor will definitely know that he deceived him, Wang Shan's battle is mainly to lock the soul flag, it is impossible to say that he doesn't know the soul lock flag, Zhang Shiyi's legs trembled, there has never been like now, it is his ancestor who wants to die.
Seeing that the ancestor had destroyed the demon, Zhang Shiyi's heart also sank to the bottom of the river, and the general trend had gone, but then, Wang Shan's flying sword gradually advanced, and stopped an inch in front of the ancestor.
He still didn't understand, Wang Shan and Lao Zu were both at the end of the crossbow at this time, seeing that the two of them were struggling to support, Zhang Shiyi was also covered with cold sweat, and he couldn't stop turning all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and finally, he calmed down and slowly pushed open the courtyard door.
"Squeak", the sound from the courtyard gate was particularly harsh in the silent morning, and the two people who were fighting saw Zhang Shiyi holding a big knife in the corner of their eyes, and they were all happy.
Zhang Shoujie shouted first: "Shiyi, go and kill the demon on the other side" Although he was facing the enemy in public, his voice was still majestic and not flustered.
Zhang Shiyi turned his head and met Wang Shan's gaze, Wang Shanyin smiled: "Shiyi, kill him or kill me, you have to think about it, you killed your eldest brother, and fed your nephew to the demon of my soul locking banner, think about it, if the ancestor on the other side is not dead, can you spare you." ” As soon as Wang Shan's words fell, Zhang Shoujie and Zhang Shiyi's faces changed at the same time, Zhang Shoujie looked at his grandson, thought of the soul lock banner sacrificed by Wang Shan opposite, thought about it for a while, and immediately believed Wang Shan's words.
Zhang Shiyi's heart "chuckled", he gritted his teeth with hatred for Wang Shan in his heart, and saw the vigilant look on the ancestor's face, where did he not know that the ancestor was suspicious, he scolded Wang Shan loudly: "You black-hearted demon, when you die, you still lie to confuse the public, in a vain attempt to provoke the ancestor to kill me." ” Then he turned his head and said to Zhang Shoujie: "Ancestor, my grandson didn't check for a while, and I brought this demon back, and it was a big mistake, and my grandson knew that it was wrong." ” Zhang Shoujie hesitated a little when he heard this, and now, he was fundamentally suspicious of Zhang Shiyi, but in front of him, he was difficult to ride a tiger, so he could only stabilize Zhang Shiyi first, he said in a deep voice: "Shiyi, I believe in you, you kill him quickly, and I will not pursue your momentary confusion." ” Zhang Shiyi grabbed the knife and looked at Wang Shan: "Demon, I will kill you with one knife to avenge my nephew and niece."
As he spoke, he turned his back to the ancestor, and his eyes made a look.
Wang Shan was about to be discouraged when he heard Zhang Shiyi's words, but when he saw his eyes, he immediately understood, and instead of being angry, he smiled and said: "Okay, you come over here and see if your sword can kill me first, or if my flying sword can kill you first."
As he spoke, he activated the aura again, and the flying sword moved forward a little more.
Zhang Shiyi seemed to be frightened by the crisis of the ancestor, and shouted: "Ancestor be careful, I will cut this flying sword first" raised the big knife and slashed towards the flying sword. , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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