Seeing this, Zhang Yunsheng secretly thought something was wrong. He held the handle of the iron whisk with his right hand and turned it over with his left hand. The next moment, there was a yellow talisman between the fingers of his left hand.
With one breath, the yellow talisman shattered.
Huhu~
Four strong winds rose from the ground and swept towards the man in black.
"Su Su, please step back further," Zhang Yunsheng said coldly, his face full of seriousness. He swung the iron whisk out with his right hand and wrapped it around the black man.
"Sister, this man in black is a demon cultivator." Jiang Su said firmly.
Zhang Yunsheng turned around when he heard the sound and stared into Jiang Su's eyes: "How did you decide?"
Jiang Suying: "Aura, I am a medical cultivator and I can detect it. The aura on his body is chaotic, but his sword skills are getting more and more fierce. If it were true that the Yuanying monk had such sword skills, we would not have been able to support him until now."
Zhang Yunsheng nodded, "Exactly, I also think this place is particularly weird."
"And the blood that flowed out of his arm that was stabbed by Senior Brother Liu just now smells wrong! It has an astringent and bitter taste, not the smell of blood!"
After Zhang Yunsheng frowned and listened, he immediately controlled the thin wire on the iron whisk and went straight into the face of the man in black.
Under the sword formation of the three men, the man in black took a few steps back with ghostly body skills, barely able to avoid the attack of the iron wire. Unexpectedly, the next moment the iron wire suddenly struck upwards, knocking off the hat on the man in black's head.
Everyone saw that the man in black looked crazy and smiled bitterly.
His eyes were red, with bloodshot eyes covering the entire eyeball, and the bulging veins on his forehead were like crawling earthworms. From the side of his face to his neck, there were dense protrusions of purple blood vessels. The corners of his mouth were widely split to both sides, and his teeth were clenched.
He looked as if he was possessed by a demon. The monk was eroded by the demonic energy, his cultivation level improved rapidly, and his skills were powerful. However, the spiritual energy and the demonic energy in his body competed, causing chaos.
The monks who were watching the show on the street saw this and shouted loudly: "It's a demon cultivator!!!"
"Sure enough, there are demon cultivators in this outer city!!!"
The passers-by who had been gathering together immediately ran away in panic. The name of the demon cultivator was really terrifying.
"This demonic cultivator now has Nascent Soul cultivation. I'm afraid these people won't be able to take it down in a while. Senior brother, let's go!"
"Well, you need to focus on moving around so you don't get hurt."
I saw three monks quickly pulling out their long swords and filling the gaps left by Liu Yunqing and others, forming a hexagram formation with upper and lower triangles.
This demonic cultivator is currently unable to fly.
Liu Yunqing's eyes were quick, and he suddenly grabbed a flaw in the waist of the man in black, led his spirit into the long sword, and fired out a burst of sword energy. The sword energy was like a strong wind, and it went straight into the body of the man in black.
Seeing that there were so many people, the man in black was unable to block the attacks of the remaining three people. His aura became more chaotic, and the blood vessels in the corners of his eyes seemed to burst at any time. He pressed his chest with his right hand and spurted out a mouthful of rich black blood on the ground.
A few traces of black blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and onto his black clothes.
A strong bitter smell rushed straight into Jiang Su's nose, making her shed tears. "This blood is so bitter." After saying this, she kept fanning her face with her hands.
Zhang Yunsheng controlled the iron wire to tightly wrap around the demon cultivator's limbs, restraining him and kneeling on the ground. Everyone gathered in front of the demon cultivator.
I saw a few wisps of black air coming out of the paralyzed black blood.
"No! It's demonic energy!" Jiang Su quickly stepped forward and took out his corpse powder and sprinkled it on the black blood. The black blood quickly disappeared under the powder, and the demonic energy also disappeared without a trace along with the black blood.
"I almost let the demonic energy disperse in the air." Jiang Su raised his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat on his head, pretending to work hard.
It almost made Chen Zeshen, a lonely old man, cheaper.
Zhang Yunsheng walked up to Liu Yunqing and asked, "How are you? Are you injured?" He asked with concern, without the usual tit-for-tat confrontation.
Hearing this, Liu Yunqing waved his hand: "It's nothing serious." Then he took a few steps away from Zhang Yunsheng.
Jiang Su was very interested in this kind of thing where watching the excitement was not too big a deal, and he was willing to do some work like a small medical repairman in the original novel for the first time in a long time.
She calmly walked to Liu Yunqing's side and said to herself as if no one was there: "I have never seen Senior Sister Zhang be so interested in anyone." Then she touched her chin through the soap gauze.
Thinking state.
Turning around, he looked straight at Liu Yunqing and asked, "Senior Brother Liu, why did your relationship with Senior Sister Zhang suddenly become so good?"
When Liu Yunqing heard what Jiang Su said, he glanced at Zhang Yunsheng's position, then turned his gaze away, shook his head heavily and denied, "Not good." Then he walked away quickly, as if he was escaping from something.
Seeing this, Jiang Su was satisfied and said to himself, "Young couple, it's so interesting, hahahahahahaha."
The last few people who came to help were sword cultivators, and their clothes were very different from those in Zhongdu and Southern Territory.
Zhang Yunsheng came to the person in the middle, holding a fly whisk on his arm, and thanked him with his chin: "Zhang Yunsheng, a disciple of the Shifang Sect, thanks several fellow Taoists for helping me." He raised his hands in a dignified and dignified manner, with a well-placed smile on his face.
The sword cultivator, who had a rather calm temperament, replied with a deep and deep voice: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite. It is our responsibility to eliminate demons." He cupped his fists and returned the greeting.
He continued: "I am Qi Shi, from the Western Region Sword Sect." After saying that, he pushed out a handsome young monk on his left side and continued: "This is my younger brother, Sword Cultivator Qi Wen." Then he pushed out the right side.
Another cute and petite girl said: "This is my sister, swordsmanship master Qi Zhizhi."
The girl's eyes were wet, her mouth was pursed, as if she was still frightened by the demonic energy, and she said softly: "Several brothers and sisters from Shifang Sect are so... so powerful, the demon cultivator just now
It’s enough to reach the Nascent Soul stage…”
Qi Shi touched Qi Zhizhi's head with his generous palm and said slowly: "Don't be afraid, little sister, you were the one who cut me the hardest just now."
Qi Zhizhi's face froze, he clenched his fist to hit Qi Shi's arm, pouting and denying: "Brother... I didn't control it."
Qi Shi smiled bitterly and silently covered his hammered arm... "Cough cough cough"
Jiang Su stood aside silently, pretending to look at a few people casually, but in fact, he quickly figured out where they came from.
The Western Region Sword Sect, the seven sons of the Qi family. The sect supported by the aristocratic family, all have the surname Qi. These three are respectively the seven sons of the master family of this generation, the second eldest Qi Shi and the sixth son Qi Wen, and the youngest Qi Zhi
Know.
The ending of the Qi family... She didn't need to re-read the original text of Shi Hai to know that it was described in four words as a miserable lot. They all died.
Jiang Su shook his head with rare pity. This kind of cannon fodder tool can be regarded as the same fallen person in the world as her.
At this time, a sudden roar echoed around several people.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
The black-clothed demon cultivator was restrained, struggling like a trapped animal in a trap. His movements were chaotic and based on intuition. It can be seen that he has no sense at all now.
"How can we interrogate him? Does he still have a chance to wake up?" Shen Yunyang asked first.
No one said anything. How could the monk have a chance to recover after being possessed by a demon? For a moment, they didn't know how to find any clues from this demon cultivator.
Liu Yunqing turned to Qi Shi and asked: "How long have these fellow Taoists been here, but for the sect commission in Luoning City? How many times have you encountered demon cultivators during this time?"
Qi Shi shook his head and replied seriously: "To be honest, my brother, sister and I have lived in Luoning City for more than half a month for the sake of the demon cultivator entrusted by the sect, and we have just met each other for the first time.
Go to Demon Cultivation."
Zhang Yunsheng frowned lightly and continued: "First time? This is strange. There were a lot of demonic cultivators mentioned in the mission. Just now, this black-clothed demonic cultivator knew how to cover his face and attack people secretly. He must have planned it in advance.
.”
Jiang Su looked confused and asked, "Then why were we the ones who were attacked?"
