Chapter 211, Poisonous bait, Changsheng action

"So even if we use a pile of people, even if we fill it with our lives and flesh, we have no choice, because in the whole Qinglong City, except for the seriously injured and closed-door Uncle Snake, no one is his opponent. Ghost is mysterious. Who knows what kind of demon moth can this ghost monk play after giving him enough time and space? Anyway, I don't want to try.

"We, people, strive for vision, level and the background of means, can't compete with those high-level monks who have become refined, so we can only break through the ingenuity and suppress the skill with momentum, and do not give him the opportunity to change."

After a word, the Sheshenba sword in Zhu Peng's palm came out of its sheath, and the whole person suddenly turned out with the momentum of the sword. The strong and arrogant sword power was attached to the edge of the sword, and swept out towards the slightly stronger shadow behind him. His heart was decisive and his sword was fierce.

The arrogant sword front and the heroic light touched the faint shadow, but like a golden iron strike, bursting out a huge sound that almost shocked the eardrums of ordinary people. However, Zhu Peng was just overjoyed. A bald monk in white with a bamboo sword broke through the dark shadow and appeared in front of Zhu Peng with a bitter smile on his face.

The slender bamboo sword in his hand is not only very light, but also the true vitality pulse is transmitted very fast, and the hard bearing capacity of tough steel is extremely high. Suddenly, it died against Zhu Peng's full sword. Unexpectedly, it was only slightly damaged and the gap was not big.

The swords and swords against each other, Zhu Pengming had the upper hand and forced his opponent to play a dark chess move. However, looking at Yin Jizhu's difficult and helpless appearance, a strong sense of crisis rushed to Zhu Peng's heart. Yin Jizhu has never been a person who likes to catch people. Although there is not much contact with him, Zhu Peng is deeply clear about this point, but at this moment, he is the first to appear.

"Someone coerced him. He was just a poison bait." This idea exploded in Zhu Peng's mind, which made him give up the bully sword without hesitation, discharge his body, cover the flow, and quickly pulled out the soft sword waterfall at his waist, and carried out a rapid rotary sword dance to his left side to avoid retreat.

Zhu Peng's response and reaction are not unpleasant, but the rapid reaction is worse than the meticulous layout after all. Slowly, a dark and dark true vitality has enveloped Zhu Peng silently, and more than a dozen ghost-shaped fierce and powerfully smashed, extremely stiffly colliding with Zhu Peng's sword dance. Where. They are not afraid of the cold light of the sword at all. If it weren't for the electric current between Zhu Peng's sword's light, it would have some deterrent effects on them. I'm afraid that the roaring ghost head would have completely drowned him and killed him.

In a flash of attack and defense, Zhu Peng and Cui Changsheng had more than a few moves between light or dark, hidden or obvious, and it was not until this time that Hongyu could react. This is not to blame for her. The reaction speed of the monks in the nine-level realm of refining gas is much faster than that of the monks below the realm. Zhu Peng can catch up with him only because he is ridiculously strong.

For a long time, he has been in a state of harmony between mind, qi and blood, and Zhenyuan, so that his heart, courage, hands, eyes and sword are clear and transparent. Only in this way can he strongly keep up with Cui Changsheng's attack rhythm.

"It's really awesome. I haven't reached the high level and haven't reached the nine levels of gas refining. I can actually develop my own combat strength to this level. Among the younger generation, there is such a talent. It's really excellent. Unfortunately, it's not my Cui family."

After a few walks, Cui Changsheng's figure appeared from time to time like a phantom, so easily and casually avoided many killing moves of Hongyu. The most terrible thing is that Hongyu almost did not understand how he did it.

The gloomy wind is roaring and full of murderousness. Although the old man in front of him did not attack directly attack again, there is still a strong yin drum around the body of this contemporary ghost master, and the huge ghost power ups and downs. Even if he does not take action directly, there are ghosts and ghosts flying and roaring all over his body. In this area, Zhu Peng and Hongyu, even including Yin Jizhu, consume a lot of true vitality at all times to make up for the rapid wear and tear of their own body protection.

"It's a pity that I don't have too much time to slowly linger with you. In fact, I like you young flesh and blood very much..." After a slight sigh, Cui Changsheng slowly took the first two steps. In Hongyu's eyes, this is Cui Changsheng's fearless master, and in Zhu Peng's eyes This is the causal price that Cui Changsheng has to pay for controlling this ghost field.

"The yin wind hanging head technique is at least divided into two ways: yin wind dementor and hanging head, and the power of the underworld field in front of you is even more amazing. Once it is used, it can be said to dominate the whole field. As long as the caster does not die, the monks in the field will be hit by him all the time. Once the true shield of protecting the body is broken, he will be attacked by hundreds of ghosts. Swallowing flesh and blood, such a technique, is also a magic power. As long as you avoid his great magic, there will be no chance to save your life and win.

Zhu Peng's heart must be stronger. Compared with the other two, he has a higher advantage. Not to mention that the body protection Zhenyuan mask is stronger, there are several life gems to protect the body. Even if he is devoured by hundreds of ghosts in the field of ghosts, in a short time, Zhu Peng's body protection is not broken, and the flesh and blood are in danger of being devoured.

Just when Zhu Peng's mind was thinking a hundred times, Cui Changsheng had already taken action. As soon as he turned the skill, he twisted his head. There were three huge gray ghost heads with horns emerging in the ghost domain. He opened his mouth and roared and roared. The old man seemed to be calm, but in fact, the tension in his heart was no less than that of the other three people present.

His own injury was not light, and he had an intrigue with Yin Jizhu halfway. In the end, although he restrained it, he did not get a chance to breathe, and even his injury had a faint tendency to worsen. What's more, playing with Zhu Peng and others in Dongfang Qinglong City means a huge disadvantage in itself. Whether it is a victory or a loss in the end, as long as it is delayed for a little longer, his own possible opportunities to escape will plummet.

Under such a heavy burden, how can Cui Changsheng be as calm as he did? His name is Cui Changsheng, not Cui Changsheng.

"I solved them in three moves and devoured their flesh and blood souls with the secret method of a hundred ghosts. As long as I was not devoured, I could recover about 80% of my skills. At that time, only Su Wenshe in the whole Qinglong City could fight with me, and the possibility of escaping from the sky greatly increased."

After the silent calculation in his heart, Cui Changsheng looked at Zhu Peng again, and there was a cold green light like a wolf. Now he is even ready to kill Yin Jizhu. Although he can't maximize the benefits, he also reduces all variables as much as possible. He has no extra energy to take care of Yin Jizhu.