MTL - Spirit Walker-Chapter 224 Master Fu's sword

The footsteps were very stiff, without the lightness of a living person, as if walking with stiff knees.

When Zhang Yuanqing and others heard footsteps, it was already approaching the door.

Suddenly, the owner of the footsteps didn't seem to want to give the people in the room time to react.

Wang Mingming is back?

Zhang Yuanqing's heart was awe-inspiring, his adrenaline soared, and he instinctively opened the inventory, ready to take out the props to fight.

But in a blink of an eye, he changed his mind again, lowered his voice, and issued a short reminder: "Go to bed!"

He quickly rushed to the bed on the left, and at the same time manipulated Xue Qiangwei to jump to the upper bed without a sound, and lay down straight. Princess Yinyao and Palace Master acted at the same time. The former chose the lower berth on the right, while the latter chose... Zhang Yuanqing's bed.

A red dress flitted into Zhang Yuanqing's arms, and burrowed into his arms with all her strength, the pair of crystal jade feet under the skirt playfully hooked his legs.

The delicate fragrance rushed into the nostrils one by one, and it was hard to tell whether it was the fragrance of shampoo or the body fragrance of a young woman. This is too flirtatious... Zhang Yuanqing thought helplessly while slowing down his breathing and pretending to be asleep. Article 13 of the employee handbook stipulates:

If you hear unusual movements in the dormitory at night, please lie on the bed and pretend to be sleeping, ignore it, and never leave the bed.

In this kind of high-level rule props, Zhang Yuanqing believes that following the rules is safer than fighting.

No matter how powerful they are, can they be stronger than a master-level regular item?

Footsteps came into the house.

Boom, boom, boom... Stiff and heavy footsteps, walked through the door and entered the room.

Zhang Yuanqing closed his eyes tightly, and couldn't see the owner of the footsteps, and he didn't dare to use the perspective of the spirit servant to spy. Judging from the feedback of the footsteps, he could imagine the person's height, weight, and walking posture.

The opponent was more than two meters tall and weighed more than two hundred kilograms. The heavy footsteps sounded like a cold and stiff corpse, not like a living person.

After entering the house, the footsteps did not stop, but lingered in the room.

Boom, boom, boom...it wanders between the beds.

It knows that there is someone on the bed, and it can see us... Zhang Yuanqing had a guess in his heart.

At this moment, he heard footsteps stop beside his bed.

Then, Zhang Yuanqing smelled a damp and rancid smell, like a rotting dead mouse in the sewer.

You don't need to look to know that the thing is looking at him, and it's very close.

Zhang Yuanqing slowed down his breathing and remained motionless.

About three to five minutes later, the rancid smell went away, and the sound of thumping footsteps sounded again, walking towards the door.

The sound of heavy and stiff footsteps walked out of the door, and then sounded in the corridor until it disappeared completely.

The four people on the bed were all chicken thieves, and they still didn't get up. After waiting for a long, long time, the palace master Zhi Sha supported Zhang Yuanqing's chest and sat up, looked left and right, and said, "It's gone."

Only then did Zhang Yuanqing open his eyes. He looked around for a while, first at the door, then at the window, to confirm that there were no scary monsters, and finally felt relieved.

Successfully avoided a crisis.

While relaxing, he felt a long-lost sense of excitement in his heart, and the horror and fear of She Ling's time in the tunnel returned.

"Leave quickly, it may come back, we have already got some rules, it's time to get down to business, there is not much time." Zhang Yuanqing did not forget the purpose of coming here tonight.

Only then did he realize that the princess was lying on the bed and hadn't gotten up.

"Are you planning to sleep here until dawn?" Zhang Yuanqing said angrily.

Princess Yinyao opened her eyes unhurriedly, and raised the small trumpet plausibly: "Hold on, in case it kills the carbine."

So let us be cannon fodder? The princess is actually a dog, a dog and a coward... The corner of Zhang Yuanqing's mouth twitched, "Modern vocabulary is good, if you don't have a steady hand, sleep here, and I'll come back to you when we finish."

Princess Yinyao pretended not to hear his taunt, got up silently, and played the role of a mindless ghost.

three people one

The corpse jumped down from the floor and walked away quickly along the path covered with bushes, weeds and trees.

The moonlight was shining brightly, and in the dark room, there was no sound. The notebook discarded on the floor had a strange automatic page turning, and a line of words appeared on the blank page: "Tonight's patrol went smoothly...I am very happy, Because there are four new employees in the dormitory building, two without a heartbeat, two with a heartbeat... I haven't had a new employee for a long time, I'm very lonely, I... will always follow them."

The little fat man has never seen a **** level battle, and it is a **** melee.

The golden sun rises again and again, then is snuffed out, rises again, and repeats itself.

The streets cracked into gaps, high-rise buildings were crumbling in the gaps, and six-meter-tall stone giants crawled out from the cracks in the ground, smashing one corpse after another.

The thick rhizomes rose from the ground, stretching all over the sky like tentacles, crushing stone giants.

The mysterious man in a black robe stood on a tall building in the distance, holding a long sword polished with black carbon and glowing with oily luster, like a commander in chief, commanding a steady stream of yin things to charge.

During the period, there were also four flying swords flying vertically and horizontally, whistling like electricity, and occasionally issued strange piercing, spirit-tearing screams.

Fu Qingyang, dressed in white and wearing a gorgeous cloak, stood proudly. Countless corpses came one after another, but none of them could get within ten meters of him.

Ten meters away, corpses were piled up one after another, but within ten meters they were completely clean.

Elder Hongying's body was glowing with golden light, her hands were in mudras, rounds of miniature suns floated above her head, the golden light shone everywhere, and the evil spirits quickly evolved.

The two sides dominate the air-to-air fight, with dazzling skills emerging one after another.

There is no close combat throughout the whole process, and the skills are bombarded. The scene is more like a fight between gods and immortals. Melee combat seems to have become a common skill, and it is impossible to get on the stage.

On the side of the street, in front of a milk tea shop, the little fat man sat cross-legged on the ground, watching the battle while trembling with fear.

Beside him are Yin Ji, Xia Shu, Hua Yu, Gao Shan Liu Shui... a total of six saints.

The seven people sat cross-legged, forming a circle, with a palm-sized clay sculpture of a land lord in the center.

"This, this... Will the props work? Can it block the attacks of the masters? What if we are targeted by the masters." The little fat man turned pale and his tongue was tied.

The official saint is silent and ignores this evil profession.

"In other words, let me come in. After all, it's bait. Why are you so hard to think about it? We can participate in the battle of the master class without paying?"

Seeing that there was still no response, the soft-hearted Yin Ji thought about it and said lightly:

"Don't worry, this item can block the master's attack, at least three times, and this is enough for the elders to rescue, we are here to deal with Master Chunyang, but he doesn't seem to be here..."

"Maybe it's hidden, waiting for an opportunity to attack us." Natsuki Zhilian's voice was like ice cubes colliding.

Don't let the enemy not draw out, let's be killed by the master first... The little fat man said in his heart.

Tucao return to Tucao, someone shivering with him, just what he wanted.

What he needs most, and what he lacks the most, is a sense of security. That's why the boss is needed.

"Looking at their confrontation, it seems that there will be no winner for a while." The insecure little fat man was looking for a topic.

Huayu frowned delicately, and said impatiently: "You talk a lot of nonsense, if it weren't for the three chapters of the Nihilism Sect and the official agreement, I will send you back to the spiritual realm right now."

Lawful professions have never had a good face towards evil professions, even if this fat man seems to be mild.

"Obviously I was worried about angering the elders of the Southern faction, so I didn't dare to kill me." The fat man corrected.

"..."

At this moment, Yin Ji frowned, and said: "Look carefully, how long has it been since the elders of the Southern School used their mental blows?"

"It's been two minutes..." The fat man's round face suddenly became heavy: "It's been two minutes, and before that, he would launch a mental attack every ten seconds."

summer

Tree Love and the others trembled.

It is unlikely that the elders of the Nan faction will turn against the water. The only truth is that the two elders of the Nan faction were attacked.

At present, there are two elders dispatched by Dark Night Rose, the Great Guardian who manipulates the Yin Yin army, and Spring God (the occupational name of the master wood demon).

With just two masters, how could they be opponents of the official and the Southern faction.

Since Dark Night Rose wants to use black to eat black, she must have gathered enough people. Therefore, the elders of the Southern faction may be entangled by the enemy master lurking in the dark.

With the characteristic of heart demons coming and going without a trace, since he couldn't get rid of the enemy in the first time, it showed that the opponent was extremely difficult to deal with. After a stalemate for so long, Dark Night Rose began to fight back. As soon as this idea appeared in the hearts of the saints, Fu Qingyang suddenly raised the Jade Dragon Sword in his hand and made a blocking posture.

"boom!"

There was a sharp sound, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Fu Qingyang slid back suddenly, the expensive handmade leather shoes "Gra" cracked, and the brand new white suit was torn apart in a series of cracks.

A burly and tall figure manifested where Fu Qingyang was standing just now.

This person is 1.9 meters tall, with eight arms, covered with twisted and weird runes all over his body, his muscles are cast like steel, without an inch of fat, even the most successful bodybuilder in the world would feel ashamed in front of him.

Each of the eight arms is holding a sword, a gun, a double sword, a halberd, a ring stick, and a rope! He has a shiny bald head, rough and resolute features, and silver rings on his earlobes, nose, and lips.

Silver Moon King!

Not only the saints, but the faces of the two elders, Hong Ying and Gao Gao also changed slightly.

Although Yinyue Heavenly King has just entered the master stage, he is a freak who has been blessed by Shura. As early as the peak of the saint, he was able to fight the master one or two times, and he is a peak profession. This kind of character cannot be treated as the initial stage of dominance.

No one knows how powerful he is now.

After repelling Fu Qingyang, the Yinyue Heavenly King, who is a melee professional, immediately bullied himself and attacked quickly, and the eight weapons attacked from all directions, as fast as a thunderbolt, as fast as an afterimage.

Even though Fu Qingyang had insight skills, he only had a sword after all, and soon his body was wounded, with **** wounds appearing on his body.

With a stern expression, he waved his sword to block, while retreating unhurriedly, at the same time he summoned four flying swords to attack Yinyue Tianwang from the rear and side.

For a moment, the flying sword swam around the eight-armed man, and every time he tried to attack, he was easily knocked away, splashing sparks.

Yinyue Tianwang laughed wildly while attacking:

"Hey, Fu Qingyang, why have you become weaker? Oh, I forgot, Yanshi doesn't have much bonus in melee combat. Your skills are close to Dao. Use it quickly and see if I can stop it."

His expression was contorted with belligerence and excitement, and he laughed wildly.

Anger is actually not the spiritual attribute of King Yinyue, but aggressiveness is.

Elder Hongying and Elder Gao Feng acted immediately to help Fu Qingyang.

Scout is the top-notch melee class in the saint stage, but in the master stage, it develops in the direction of "leading commander".

And the master stage of the bewitching demon, called the ancient God of War, continued to cultivate his fighting ability.

In terms of heads-up, it is impossible for Yanshi to be the opponent of the ancient **** of war.

In addition, although Fu Qingyang's technique is close to the Tao, it is a rule, but the rule is "must hit", not kill.

At the stage of domination, it is difficult to make a final decision like a saint, unstoppable.

On the other side, wrapped in a black robe and holding a carbon sword, the Great Guardian flew towards him in the wind, behind him was Yin Qi like a tsunami and raging waves.

It's time for him to make a move.

"No need to help!" Fu Qingyang's cold voice interrupted the two elders who were about to rush to help.

Even though he was retreating steadily, even though his proud melee ability was severely suppressed by the ancient God of War, his expression was still cold and calm.

This man never seemed to have violent mood swings, except when he angrily scolded Yuanshi Tianzun to enter the house and needed to knock on the door.

At a certain moment, Fu Qingyang repelled the Yinyue Heavenly King with a straight strike, thump, thump... After the eight-armed strong man repeatedly

Back, the two hands that blocked the slash were cracked.

He froze.

Fu Qingyang's seemingly casual sword actually contained a power that he could not resist.

"laugh!"

After defeating King Yinyue, Fu Qingyang inserted the Jade Dragon Sword into the ground and stood in front of him.

Then, he raised his hand to grab into the void, only to hear a loud "boom", and a bronze box half a person's height fell heavily.

The bronze box cover is engraved with a majestic white tiger, and the four box surfaces are engraved with fierce beasts such as Zhu Yan and Yazi.

Fu Qingyang kicked open the lid of the box, and with a bang sound, the lid opened, and black shadows jumped out of the bronze box. They were cast in bronze, 1.6 meters tall, and held a bronze sword from the Warring States Period. Unified, full of hundreds of statues.

Fu Qingyang stretched out his arms, palms facing down, and his ten fingers shook nimbly, like a skilled puppeteer.

Hundreds of bronze terracotta warriors turned their heads in unison, staring at Yinyue Heavenly King with ferocious and empty eyes.

"Puppet storage box?" Yinyue Tianwang grinned, his left and right biceps bulged and split, and two **** heads came out, and the two heads that were exactly the same as Yinyue Tianwang said arrogantly, "What can I do. "

The three-headed and eight-armed ancient God of War feared nothing more than group battles, and the final outcome of these terracotta warriors was bound to be broken.

"Don't you want to experience my slashing?" Fu Qingyang opened his mouth. The cloak behind him snapped and fluttered. He activated the enhancement of the court swordsman's cloak. The hundred bronze statues seemed to be infused with infinite power. They slowly Raising the bronze sword, at this moment, a huge sense of crisis came from all directions, crushing Yinyue Tianwang.

In his perception, each sword contains rules that cannot be avoided, and each sword is full of sword energy that cuts gold and jade.

The terrifying sword energy even stung the two elders and saints.

One hundred... swords with skills close to Tao? !

He may be able to withstand Fu Qingyang's one-time technique, but can he withstand a hundred times?

A huge sense of crisis exploded in Yinyue Tianwang's heart, every nerve and every cell in him roared wildly, making him run for his life.

But he couldn't escape.

He was locked by a hundred swords with skills close to Tao.

"I didn't fight back just now, I wanted to see how strong you are after being promoted to master." Fu Qingyang said in a tone of commenting on the younger generation: "I'm not good in all aspects, try harder next time." Gently pressed both palms: "cut!"

The next moment, a hundred bronze swords fell at the same time. One hundred sword qis drowned the Yinyue Heavenly King.

"Papa papa..."

The new heavenly king was dismembered on the spot, and the broken pieces of meat and internal organs fell to the ground, splashing a miserable red. Fu Qingyang lowered his eyes, looked at the pieces of meat on the ground with a stern expression, and said lightly:

"You fell down before I could exert any strength." Elder Hongying and Elder Gao Feng froze on the spot.

The big protector coming from Yufeng came to an emergency stop in the air.

The saints sitting cross-legged on the spot were all stunned and lost their souls.

The scene was silent.

 …

zoo.

Zhang Yuanqing returned to the fork in the road with the palace lord and princess lord.

At this time, the mud scattered on the ground was almost dry, and it had been almost twenty minutes since entering the zoo.

Even if Elder Dog hadn't arrived at the meat dumpling market, it was almost the same. If he didn't realize that it was a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain and returned immediately, then Zhang Yuanqing would only have 20 minutes.

What's more, there is a female marshal who may return at any time. The King of Fear cannot delay the Marshal for long. According to the free maniac, the Marshal's physical output is also among the best among demigod-level powerhouses.

Fighting against the marshal relies on his strong blood to hold on. Zhang Yuanqing was a little anxious, and he spoke quickly: "I have observed too much... The scale of the garden, the core area will not be too large, and it will not be too difficult to find the camphor tree that imprisoned the magic eye."

"But there are many routes!" Princess Yinyao held the small horn: "Different routes

There are different routes, and the dangers encountered are also different. I hope that the route that Camphor Tree will take is the rules we have read in the employee handbook. "

"How can there be such good luck?" Zhang Yuanqing said helplessly. Suddenly, he remembered the "Lucky Necklace" in the inventory. In this kind of place that relies on gambling and luck, the lucky necklace may have a miraculous effect.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately took out the necklace and put it on, saying: "This is a good thing, it will make the goddess of luck fall in love with me."

"Then I'll kill her," said the Palace Mistress.

"Bah bah bah, Tongyan Wuji Tongyan Wuji..." Zhang Yuanqing spat.

The two of them strode along the spacious cement road, searching for traces of broken earth and mud. Not long after, a street sign appeared in everyone's sight.

【Dodder Garden】

Article 6 of the employee handbook flashed across their minds instantly:

"When passing the Dodder Garden, try to pass as fast as possible, and don't turn your head when you see someone shouting."

Zhang Yuanqing said happily: "The necklace has taken effect."

The crisis in the zoo is scattered among the nine routes, and a single route will not be too dangerous. Maybe you can see the magic eye through the dodder garden.

There was no need to communicate, and the two of them rushed forward.

Ten seconds later ~www.novelbuddy.com~ Zhang Yuanqing smelled a strange fragrance.

The moonlight was hazy, and a flower field appeared in front of it, dotted with white silky flowers among the emerald greens, undulating slightly in the night wind.

Can't look... He silently retracted his gaze and quickened his pace.

"Fast Pass" and "No Turning Back" are clearly written in the employee handbook. He is worried that looking at it a few more times will trigger some terrible things.

The Cuscuta Garden is not big, with a diameter of about 200 meters. For them, this distance can be passed with their eyes closed...

But at this moment, the surrounding area suddenly became foggy.

The dense fog came from nowhere, and it was instantly white, as thin as gauze, and as light as floating dust.

The way forward is gone.

Article 5 of the Employee Handbook—If you encounter dense fog, please stay where you are, don’t move, don’t talk, and wait for the dense fog to clear.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped abruptly, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.