Experts in exorcism are different from evil spirits. They understand Yin and Yang and know how to advance and retreat. They can use various weapons and their minds are extremely clear.
It's not like those demons and ghosts in the Ten Thousand Demons' Pit who just rush forward in a daze. Even if their methods are a bit more powerful, their brains are not very bright after all.
The evil spirits that I can kill with the black and white sword of life and death are scurrying away, but these exorcism masters have already studied how to deal with the black and white sword of life and death.
On the surface, this group of rebels were killed by me and fled in all directions. But I knew that they were not fleeing in a panic, but more like they were consciously consuming my physical strength and disrupting my control of the yin and yang aura.
But my strength far exceeded their expectations. The sword light flashed, and in an instant, five rebels were killed by me on the spot.
Feng Tuntian shouted: "Xiao Zhiming! Li Gangtian! Take action!"
Two rebels came out in response. One of them raised his hand, and countless powders flew into the sky.
I cursed: "Despicable!"
Half of these powders are formed by grinding the exorcist's bones, and the other half are formed by grinding the zombie bones. When the two are mixed together and fly in the air, they can affect the exorcist's control of the yin and yang breath.
In the past, this method was often used in exorcist battles. Once the surrounding yin and yang were chaotic, the exorcist's strength would at least be reduced by half.
I didn't expect that Feng Tuntian would use such methods to deal with me.
However, if I can be dealt with by such a small trick, I am not worthy of showing off my power here. I saw the light of the sun's true fire suddenly light up, and the powder exploded all over the sky.
The other person sneered, stretched out his hand and took out a gourd from his waist. When he opened the gourd, he saw gusts of wind blowing, blowing the real sun fire. It was obvious that they had already predicted that I would use the real sun fire to burn through countless
powder.
The surrounding rebels moved forward one after another, and one of them suddenly threw out a large net, covering my head and face. The large net was made of steel wire mixed with polymer materials. Although it was soft, it was extremely tough.
Without thinking, I drew my sword and struck. Unexpectedly, my wrist sank, but I failed to lift the black and white sword of life and death.
When I looked down, I realized that a shadow had enveloped my whole body. Not only could I not move my hands, but my body felt as heavy as a mountain.
A dozen rebels gnashed their teeth, each holding a small figure made of dark wood, standing side by side. The small figure was carved lifelike, and it looked like me.
There is also a rune affixed to the villain's heart, with the three words Zhang Wuxin clearly written on it!
This damn art is about hating victory!
If one person uses the victory-weary technique to deal with me, I really won't be afraid at all. The key is that eighteen rebels attack at the same time. The mental pressure makes me a little bit unbearable.
At that moment, the giant net above my head suddenly fell down, covering my head and face tightly.
The rebel who threw the giant net was overjoyed and shouted: "Caught!"
The remaining rebels tried to drag me away. Unexpectedly, I took a deep breath. Although my body could not move, my feet were firmly nailed to the ground like roots.
Several rebels tried to drag me away with nets, but they tried their best and failed to drag me away!
Feng Tuntian shouted: "Come together!"
More than a dozen rebels swarmed forward, trying to use brute force to take me away, but Feng Tuntian led a few rebels and rushed forward. The saber in his hand flashed with runes, and he stabbed me directly in the heart.
Although I couldn't move my body, my thoughts were moving very fast. The sabers they used were only equipped by the mid-level and senior generals of the Exorcist Corps, and were high-quality magical weapons from the First Research Institute.
Even I would be unlucky if I got stabbed without any defense.
Feng Tuntian has a straightforward character. He shouted in a low voice: "Zhang Wuxin! Don't blame us, we don't want to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a clang was heard, and the saber almost exploded and flew out.
That knife didn't penetrate me to the core, but it was blocked by the fire-water evil-proof clothes.
I saw fire flashing around and ice rising suddenly. The counterattack of the fire and water evil-proof clothes broke out instantly.
First of all, Feng Tuntian and others were facing me. They only felt the red light flashing in front of their eyes, but the fire suddenly burst out and hit the door. Feng Tuntian was frightened to death and hurriedly retreated. At the same time, he also grabbed hold of
A rebel stood directly in front of him.
The rebel screamed, and his skin was burned to pieces on the spot, and a burning smell rushed over him.
The dozen or so rebels holding little figures behind me were instantly enveloped by a wave of cold air. In just a moment, they were all frozen into blocks of ice.
Although for exorcists, this level of freezing cannot kill them, but the body's yang energy drains quickly, which will inevitably leave sequelae in the future!
Taking advantage of this moment of explosion, I let out a long roar, and with the flash of sword light, I cut the giant steel wire net into several sections in an instant. I jumped up, with murderous intent filling my eyebrows, and I had already made up my mind.
Do not stay!
But I heard a loud roar from the nine great and small sages, and the third eye between the brows opened instantly. I saw bright eyes, rushing directly in front of me, and all kinds of strange and weird methods were already coming towards me.
I frowned slightly and had to fall down on the city wall. When I looked up again, a dozen rebels were already holding submachine guns and were shooting at me.
I was almost annoyed by these guys. Although submachine guns are powerful, they can only be used against ordinary people. Exorcists have quick eyes and quick hands, and are very responsive. They can dodge bullets according to the trajectory of their muzzles.
It is even more useless for those exorcists who can use the Shutoku Technique. Think about it, they can even react to the extremely fast speed of the Shutoku Technique, and how do you expect bullets to kill them?
My body swayed, the sword light flashed, and seven or eight palms flew up instantly together with the submachine gun in my hand. Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, I slashed with my sword and set fire, and the rebels who were killed in an instant retreated steadily.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Feng Tuntian turned around and left. Unexpectedly, a pleasant tinkling sound suddenly came from the air, and a handsome young man suddenly appeared in front of him.
The tinkling sound is the jingling on Wuxin's umbrella, and the handsome young man is naturally Chen Wuye, who is number one on the list of murderers.
Chen Wuye smiled and said: "Deputy Commander Feng, I'm already here, wouldn't it be appropriate for you to run away again? Why don't you give me an explanation after so many of my comrades died?"
Feng Tuntian's eyes flashed with fear, and he whispered: "Instructor Chen!"
Chen Wuye ignored him, but the Yingluo of Wuxin Umbrella rolled around, directly surrounding him. Behind him, dozens of exorcism masters in white combat uniforms jumped up and threw dozens of exorcism masters into the air.
The rebels all surrounded the core.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Chen Wuye bringing people over. Chen Wuye is here, and I guess Feng Tuntian won't survive tonight. Unless the Tsing Yi Ghost King doesn't give up on the first batch of rebels who surrendered.
Chen Wuye led people around, and the ghost king in green beside him finally couldn't sit still. Just kidding, Feng Tuntian and others were the first exorcists to surrender to the dead in Xilin Gol City.
Let’s not talk about whether Feng Tuntian has made meritorious deeds or whether he is strong or not. This meaning alone is enough for them to write a big book about.
According to the Tsing Yi Ghost King's plan, he really didn't think about killing the donkey, and he wanted to hand over Xilin Gol City to Feng Tuntian so that he could live the life of a city lord.
In this way, a message can be sent to the other exorcists: Look! Even the deputy flag commander of the Zhenbei Legion surrendered!
Your popularity has been exhausted and there is no way to survive anymore!
If you want to survive, surrender quickly. The sooner you surrender, the more benefits you will get!
In this way, those exorcists who do not want to die and are not determined will definitely have second thoughts. Once they have second thoughts, the cohesion of the exorcist army will no longer be there. Once a life and death battle breaks out, those who escape will
There must be a lot of exorcist soldiers, and there are even many who surrender on their own initiative!
To put it bluntly, Feng Tuntian and others are just a flag, a gap that Ten Thousand Demons Pit intends to use to divide the four exorcist corps!
This is why Deng Bochuan had to kill Feng Tuntian and others. The exorcist also wants those wavering guys to know that even if they really surrender to the dead, they will never be able to escape the punishment of the exorcism masters in Middle-earth!
The Ghost King in Tsing Yi must protect Feng Tuntian, while Chen Wuye must capture Feng Tuntian and bring him back to punish him according to the canon and tell the world!
Chen Wuye was wearing a white combat uniform, and the Wuxin umbrella in his hand was spinning smoothly. After three years of absence, Chen Wuye seemed to have made great progress. The ghost king in green on the opposite side even fell behind in terms of momentum.
The Corpse King of the Northern Territory and the Scorpion King of the Western Territory took a step forward and stood side by side. Behind them, masters from various regions slowly gathered around, blocking Chen Wuye and his special battle camp.
together.
The ghost king in green said solemnly: "Chen Wuye, there is a way to heaven if you don't take it, but if there is no door to hell you break in."
"Give me the order! Release the evil spirits!"
The corpse king of the northern region and the scorpion king of the western region could not help but tremble slightly, as if they were extremely afraid of the so-called evil spirits.
I watched with secret curiosity. Even though the Corpse King of the North Region and the Scorpion King of the Western Region were both successors, to be able to stand out from the pit of demons and become a strong man in the region, the means are naturally not bad.
Besides, they are evil spirits, and they are the best among them. Why are they so afraid of the word "evil spirit"?
So much so that when you hear the name, you shiver subconsciously?
Not only the two of them, but also Chen Wuye's expression changed slightly, but he still had a calm demeanor and sneered: "You guys are too fond of Xilin Gol City, and you even brought the evil spirit."
"But even if the evil spirit is released, there is no way to save Feng Tuntian's life!"
When he said this, he suddenly glanced at me and said in a very thin voice: "Deng Bochuan is in trouble! Go help him first! Leave this place to me!"
The sound was so shrill that I couldn't hear it clearly. I figured it out by adding the sound based on Chen Wuye's mouth shape.
And I can see this surprise. Even though Chen Wuye looks very calm on the surface, talking and laughing calmly, there is a vague look of anxiety in his eyes!
What is he anxious about? What happened to Deng Bochuan?