Chapter 191: All evil spirits retreat within range

Chapter 191: All evil spirits retreat within range

Chapter 191: All evil spirits retreat within range

Tan Wenjie turned his head and glanced at the three people who were knocked over. Although they successfully bounced back the lightning, they were also severely impacted, adding insult to injury.

It has nothing to do with resistance to lightning, it is purely a difference in physical strength.

Physical strength +8, not only the physical strength recovery speed is faster, but also the endurance is more lasting, allowing him to plow the land like an ox until it is scared. One of the characteristics of his body is getting stronger and stronger.

Extraordinary and otherworldly.

He immediately focused all his attention on Shi Jian.

He can't defeat him by force at the moment, and if Shi Jian wants to run away, there is a high probability that he won't be able to catch him.

There was no need for the Maoshan disciples to think about it, as they were unable to break Shi Jian's moves as they were their fellow disciples, and their cultivation levels were not as high as Shi Jian's.

The probability of being killed is higher.

By now Shi Jian had gone mad with killing. He had seen his son being smashed to death on the spot, and was treated as a heretic by his former fellow disciples. He had lost all his dignity and face, and for such a proud man as him, it was tantamount to taking his life.

The man has been possessed by a demon, with flying long hair and beard, and he actually looks a bit like a devil.

The sky was completely covered by dark clouds, and it was pitch black without any light. Except for Tan Wenjie, everyone else's vision was extremely low.

Lightning snakes were rolling in the black clouds, occasionally poking their heads out.

The crackling lightning illuminates the darkness, and when the lightning dies down, everything in sight returns to darkness again.

Alternating back and forth like this, it was as if I was in a flickering magic realm, and my heartbeat followed the restless electric light and also began to become disordered.

Hiss, electric arcs rolled on the ground like maggots.

Several of the people who fell to the ground, such as Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, had their hair standing up, parts of their bodies were paralyzed, and they had difficulty moving.

The zombies that Tan Wenjie released in advance hid far away as soon as possible, for fear of exploding on the spot.

The life and death situation has been decided.

A paper man flew over, landed in Tan Wenjie's ear and whispered something, and he nodded slightly.

The paper man comes from Fei Bao. As the most talented and reliable "Uncle Nine's abandoned disciple" beside Tan Wenjie, he pays Fei Bao to learn magic and be his assistant, and Fei Bao is indeed very hardworking.

For example, now, we use paper spies to report the situation.

"finally come!"

Tan Wenjie turned and looked at Uncle Jiu.

Although he didn't say anything, he believed that with the tacit understanding between him and Uncle Jiu, the other party would definitely understand what he meant.

Uncle Jiu understood, and his chest, which was already swollen due to the disturbance of the lightning, became even more depressed.

You want me to take the top position again, right?

So he said decisively: "Qiu Sheng, help me hold on."

Qiu Sheng: “…”

Ao Tianlong on the side: "..."

So this is the style of you Maoshan disciples. I understand.

"I?"

"Hurry, let me get ready." Uncle Jiu sat on the ground to regulate his breathing. The lightning that entered his body had dispersed the breath in his chest and abdomen. Now he urgently needed to adjust.

"Oh."

Qiu Sheng picked up the peach wood sword used by Uncle Qianhe who had fallen to the ground, and swung it in a sword flower.

"Gudong!" He swallowed hard.

Opposite him, Shi Jian glanced at the crowd. These people deserved to die.

Qiu Sheng and Wencai ranked first. If they hadn't used boy's urine to expose Shao Jian's identity, things wouldn't be as bad as they are now.

And there is Tan Wenjie, wait, where is Tan Wenjie?
He was standing on the ground just now, how come he suddenly disappeared?

"Fight!"

Looking at Shi Jian who was already rubbing lightning with his hands, Qiu Sheng went forward with gritted teeth.

He remembered the "Sword Finger" that he had seen Tan Wenjie use very effectively so he asked his master to teach him. Unfortunately, after learning it for a while, it always didn't work sometimes.

Let Qiu Sheng get close to Shi Jian, he didn't have the courage, so he could only use the only sword finger magic he mastered, hoping to poke the other party. Put the sword fingers together, the right hand holds the peach wood sword, so use the left hand.

Concentrate, concentrate, concentrate!
Then what should we do? That’s right, gather the mana, but where is the mana?
No matter what, use your mind and feeling to guide the power, and let the power flow out from the sword finger and hit the target.

"middle!"

Qiu Sheng raised the peach wood sword and poked Shi Jian from a distance.

No, you poked the wrong way. You should have used the sword finger of your other hand, not the peach wood sword.

Just when Qiu Sheng was secretly annoyed and wanted to change his posture and switch back to his left hand.

"boom--!"

The place where Shi Jian was standing suddenly exploded. A rolling heat wave hit Qiu Sheng, forcing him to retreat several steps. He could smell a strange smell of burning flesh and blood.

"I, I am so powerful?" Qiu Sheng looked at the peach wood sword in his hand in disbelief.

This peach wood sword was mediocre in effect when used by Master Qianhe, but it was so terrifying when used by himself. It was so terrifying that the aftermath of the explosion directly overturned the house behind, leaving a huge pit.

Could it be that I am a rare genius in Taoism?
When he looked at Shi Jian again, he found that his body was charred and blood was coming out of his mouth. He no longer had the invincible attitude he had just had.

"Haha, you're in trouble!"

Qiu Sheng proudly danced with his sword again, trying to use his sudden burst of talent to destroy Shi Jian.

"Qiu Sheng, why are you still grinning like an idiot? Run!" Wencai's voice came from a distance.

run?
why?
Wait, why does the sound sound so far away?

Qiu Sheng turned his head and looked around, and found that the surroundings were very empty. Even Uncle Qianhe on the ground was using his hands and feet to crawl out. Everyone supported each other and ran to the street. He and Shi Jian were the only ones within a few dozen meters.

Looking at Shi Jian again, he found that the seriously injured Shi Jian was looking up at the sky. Qiu Sheng subconsciously followed his gaze towards the sky.

In the sky, Tan Wenjie was holding something that looked heavy and floating in the sky with a newspaper flying cap on his head.

A cannonball?!
It turned out that it was not his talent that suddenly awakened, but the horrific weapon that could dominate this era was carrying out air-to-ground sniping!
But it seems that this is not how cannons are used.

Tan Wenjie didn't have a cannon, but he grabbed a heavy-looking cannonball with one hand and threw it at Shi Jian.

The shells weighing forty or fifty kilograms flew out at an extremely fast speed under the huge force thrown.

boom--!
The explosive hot wind completely knocked Qiu Sheng over as he turned around and stuck his butt out, ready to run.

He felt as if his body was flying in the clouds, but he did not land on the ground.

I won’t die.

I heard that the soul will feel light when it leaves the body, but if I were really dead, why would my buttocks and back hurt so much?
And it just kept floating like that without landing.

Qiu Sheng slowly opened his eyes: "Ah, zombies!!"

A little zombie was looking at him curiously.

"Jiji!"

"Put him down!" A hand slapped the little zombie on the head.

"Ouch!" Qiu Sheng was ruthlessly hit to the ground. He covered his chin, and the pain was so severe that tears almost came out.

I found out that the person who spoke just now was Zhang Susu.

Tan Wenjie's voice came from the sky: "Little zombie, hurry up!"

"Jiji!"

The little zombie raised his arms and used his power in front of everyone's gaze. One explosive after another flew up and flew towards the courtyard in an arc.

Qiu Sheng looked over the crowd and saw a military vehicle parked on the road behind. The explosives flew from the military vehicle.

It’s nothing that ghosts can move objects through the air, but can zombies do it too?

boom--! !

Mushroom clouds rose.

"All evils within range, retreat!"

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(End of this chapter)