I had the answer in my heart, but my impetuous mood did not become lighter.
Instead, it became heavier.
If my prediction is correct, the fist that smelled of alcohol just now should have come from the seventh keeper of the law.
It looks like a sneak attack, but it is actually an opportunistic test.
He was verifying whether my cultivation level had declined at the moment, so he chose to hide after touching me.
Although we only exchanged one move, the strength of the fist told me that the opponent was very strong and had the same level of martial arts as me.
There is no doubt about this.
Even though I don't want to admit it or believe it, it is indeed the case.
Being trapped in the Soaring Snake Killing Formation, this weird and changeable formation alone gave me quite a headache. Not to mention the six defenders who were watching eagerly from outside, and together they could defeat me 50-50.
Coupled with the mysterious seventh person, a vague sense of ominousness surged into my heart.
If I can't escape smoothly today, this place may really become the burial place of me, Suning.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
More and more lonely ghosts are gathering, floating in the air.
The strong Yin Qi is pervasive, corroding the defensive formation I have set up, and a few white smoke rises.
"Bata."
The yellow-skinned gourd fell, and purple-red juice sprayed out.
The restless ghosts fell into madness as if they were summoned, and all rushed towards me.
Bite, slap, hit, roar, the sound is amazing.
The defensive formation was distorted and blurred under the strong impact, and the spiritual power contained within it quietly passed away.
I didn't care about these insignificant brats, I focused all my attention on that yellow-skinned gourd.
Magic weapons need to be controlled by humans. Since the people behind the scenes are casting spells, they must be involved.
Following the vines, feeling the inaudible residual spiritual power, I looked up again at the junction of the six vines.
There is obviously nothing there, but it is the starting point for the release of spiritual power.
I no longer hesitated, the right hand hidden behind my back concentrated the sword energy, and struck out with all my strength with the sixteenth move of the Demon Sword Technique.
The vine leaves are scattered all over the sky.
There is a black shadow mixed in, taking the opportunity to approach, with your palms facing down.
A sneer appeared at the corner of my mouth, and I immediately punched to resist.
"collapse."
In the second confrontation, a wave of terror swept across all directions, shattering the defensive formations.
The aftermath drowned the lonely souls and wild ghosts, and wherever they went, the wails could not be heard.
The opponent took advantage of the force and retreated, landing seven or eight meters in front of me.
He was wearing a black robe and his hair was messy.
The figure is thin and the eye sockets are beadless.
The slack face was calm and even had a faint smile.
"You are very good, your senses are extremely sensitive and your brain is very good." The old man in black robe flicked his sleeves and said, smelling of wine: "My surname is Tong, others call me Blind Tong."
"Since August last year, I have been in seclusion to understand the way of heaven. Today, more than a year ago, I made a lucky breakthrough and successfully entered the seventeenth level of martial arts."
"Originally, I thought I would be the first person in China today to aspire to the seventeenth level of military force."
"I didn't expect that there are people outside the world. It opened my eyes."
The black-faced old woman urged: "Blind man, don't talk nonsense with this kid, hurry up and deal with him."
Blind Tong waved his hands and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, he can't escape with the Soaring Snake Formation."
As he said that, he sat down carelessly, his mind fell on me, his brows furrowed and he said, "Every time you make a move, a strange demonic energy emanates from your body."
"The smell is very strong, it's definitely not an accidental contamination."
"Either the method you practice is special, or..."
