On the other side, Cui Guang, who is at the seventh level of Qi training, is resisting. It is Wen Yue who should be worried, not them.
No matter how powerful Soul Banner Li Gui is, he can't compete with Qi practitioners of the same level.
They are born with a short head.
Monks practice life together, while evil spirits only practice one type of practice.
If they encounter monks who lack experience, they might be able to fight back.
However, Senior Brother Cui has been in the industry for a long time and has killed countless evil spirits and ghosts. In terms of experience in battle, neither of them combined is a match for Senior Brother Cui.
Now that the evil ghosts in the late stage of Qi training have left Wen Yue's side, they naturally cannot stand still and take advantage of this opportunity to kill people.
"Senior Brother Lin."
"Let's go together."
Brother Luo Pan and another monk at the sixth level of qi training looked at each other, and while they were talking, they both used their swords and went straight to Wen Yue.
Lin Hui and Brother Luopan didn't have any intention of being moral.
The top priority is to kill Wen Yue quickly.
Without Wen Yue's use of the Soul Reverend Banner, the magical weapon is nothing more than a dead object.
Wen Yue was nervous. He had very little experience in fighting with others. He had only fought against one monk since he embarked on the path of cultivation.
On weekdays, I can only go to the practice cliff in my dreams and fight the evil spirits inside the banner.
He is the master of the soul banner, and he knows how many evil ghosts there are in the soul banner. Not to mention anything else, he also saw the old man Xiang in the soul banner, but the evil ghosts in the soul banner, except Mr.
The rest are all confused.
But their combat experience is not weak at all, and even far exceeds his.
Now without his husband to protect him, facing two monks at the sixth level of Qi training alone, Wen Yue felt an inexplicable panic in his heart.
Obviously this is not the time to sit still and wait for death.
Wen Yue shook the soul flag, and hundreds of ghost shadows suddenly emerged from the soul flag.
Zhu Lin's evil spirit also crawled out of the soul flag.
Although his eyes were dull, his body was extremely flexible and he didn't even need Wen Yue to direct the battle.
Zhu Lin's ghost hands made sword-pointing movements. In a flash, the red sword in Wen Yue's hand left his hand and fell directly into the hands of Zhu Lin's ghost.
"Congratulations to senior brother?" Lin Hui was shocked.
Isn't Zhu Lin dead? Why, except for his dull eyes, he seems to be no different from when he was alive.
It's a pity that his senior brother Zhu responded with a red rainbow.
"Keng."
The weapons collided, making a crisp sound. Zhu Lin turned his sword and slashed across.
There was a stabbing sound.
The red sword slashed across the robe on Lin Hui's chest, shattering the protective magic light covering it.
Lin Hui's eyes widened. He had already realized that Senior Brother Zhu must have been cultivated into the Soul Banner by the demon, but he didn't expect that the demon cultivator's control over the evil ghost was so detailed. Even such small movements could be performed by the evil spirit.
The same was true for Brother Luopan. He was surrounded by countless evil spirits before he even got close to Wen Yue.
Although the highest level is the fifth level of Qi training, there are many helpers at the second and third levels of Qi training, and those advanced ghost soldiers are also very annoying.
If you are not careful, you will be scratched.
Brother Luopan was shocked. He did not expect that Wen Yue would still be able to control so many evil ghosts.
Doubts arose in my mind.
The opponent is just a monk who has entered the middle stage of the fourth level of Qi training. How can his spiritual consciousness be so powerful?
Of course Wen Yue didn't know what these two people were thinking.
He was surprised that the sword in his hand was borrowed by an evil spirit. What shocked him even more was that these hundreds of evil spirits actually advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, giving full play to their previous combat experience and forming a military formation that trapped people.
In fact, this is not only due to the power of the soul flag, except for the evil spirit's sanity, the rest of the things are the same as before.
It's also thanks to the fact that Tushanjun trained these ghost soldiers when nothing happened, letting them fight each other in a battle formation to hone their skills.
Only in this way can we cultivate the strong ability to advance and retreat in an orderly manner.
Just releasing so many ghosts, his mana consumption increased again, and one spirit stone was not enough to support it.
Wen Yue quickly took out the Yinhun Dan from the talisman and stuffed it into his mouth.
The Yin Soul Pill immediately turned into pure mana and replenished it into Wen Yue's Dantian.
Holding the spirit stone in his left hand and holding the Yinhun Dan in his mouth, he will catch up with the consumption speed of the evil ghosts.
This time, Wen Yue released all the evil spirits he could fight.
All the previous banner masters came out to help in the battle.
Zhu Lin, Zhao Shixian and some ghost soldiers besieged Lin Hui. Zhu Lin, the main force at the sixth level of Qi training, coupled with Zhao Shixian and a group of ghost soldiers, actually had the upper hand.
The airtight Three Rainbow Sword Art made Lin Hui even more exhausted to deal with.
But the situation is not good for the Compass monk. Although Zhou Liang, who is at the fifth level of Qi training, has rich combat experience, his evil soul even has some sneaky power blessed by the nightmare pattern enchantment technique.
It's just that the fifth level of Qi training is the fifth level of Qi training, and there is no way he can suppress this monk who is on the sixth level of Qi training.
If it hadn't been for the siege by all the banner masters, the Compass monk would have been killed in front of him by now.
Despite being restrained, this person is still getting closer to him, and it may not take long before he can break through the siege of evil spirits.
If he keeps spending like this, the other party will definitely be able to rush in front of him.
Wen Yue was anxious and turned to look at Mr.
But the situation over there caused his expression to change drastically. Black blood on Mr.'s body was already dripping all over the floor, there were countless wounds, and a pair of fangs were fully exposed.
Although Cui Guang had the upper hand, he didn't get much benefit.
His expression was solemn and he was ready.
This evil ghost didn't care at all when fighting, he was in a desperate and crazy state. On the contrary, he was a little cherished, and it was inevitable that he was psychologically inferior. The advantage that was originally outstanding was constantly reduced due to the involvement of the unconscious junior brother.
Once he leaves the front of his junior brother, the ghost will rush towards him like crazy, which makes him even more helpless.
Cui Guang regretted in his heart. He knew that Junior Brother Tang Wen liked to show off, but he didn't expect that it would lay the foundation for this. Now that his side has the upper hand, he can't kill this ferocious evil ghost for a while.
We can only hope that the two junior brothers can make great achievements and quickly kill the demon cultivator waving the flag.
Tu Shanjun knew what his advantage was. It was not his crazy fighting style or his rich practical experience, but the seriously injured monk lying behind Cui Guang.
Surround the place to call for help.
They are not the only ones who use it.
As long as the monk is still lying there, Cui Guang will always be involved.
If it were a monk at the sixth level of Qi training, Tushanjun would even risk serious injuries to kill one of them.
Mana poured into the long sword, and Cui Guangjian turned around, giving up half of his body.
"good chance!"
Tu Shanjun secretly shouted, on top of the hard bridge, his fists crossed over the sword and went straight to Cui Guang's ears.
The soles of his feet were not idle either, and he added a kick to the yin and fists.
Cui Guang's reaction was very fast. While crossing his sword, he used his legs to clamp down on the horse, directly clamping Tushan Junqi's protruding foot.
Tu Shanjun showed a ferocious look on his face, regardless of the long sword lying in front of his ghostly hand.
There was a pop.
The arm was directly pierced by the red sword.
Cui Guangna still doesn't understand Tu Shanjun's intention.
The word "disease" came out.
Dharma light protects the body, and the talisman shines with dazzling light.
This was the result Tu Shanjun wanted. He endured the pain and roared, punching Cui Guang's ear hard.
A thud.
Very loud.
The protective light was shattered, and even the protective light talisman on his body was shattered.
Blood was spat out violently, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Cui Guang quickly stuffed himself with two pills, and his face looked better now. He kicked Tushanjun in the chest, and the explosive force knocked Tushanjun back two feet.
"Yuanling body protection."
"disease!"
The dharma seal was pinched out, and the body-protecting dharma light was rekindled.
Tu Shanjun held down his right hand and reconnected it with a snap that had been turned half a circle. The punctured wound was sealed by a large amount of black mist, temporarily stopping the bleeding.
Tu Shanjun knew that Wen Yue had poured his magic power over again, otherwise his injuries would not have recovered so quickly.
But he didn't dare to look back at Wen Yue because he was afraid of Cui Guang's sword.
Cui Guang's sword was very fast. Once Cui Guang reacted and was seriously injured, he still had to strike Wen Yue with the sword. He was afraid that he would not be able to block it.
He failed to save Li Qingfeng last time, but today he wants to save Wen Yue.