Spiritual Walker

The moment the gunshots rang out, the guests in the hall squatted down with their heads in their hands, and the women screamed, and the scene was in chaos.

After Zhang Yuanqing shouted "Exit the casino", the panicked guests and women rushed to the casino door without hesitation, away from the place of trouble.

Zhang Yuanqing's clearing effect was very effective.

Sure enough, he came, and there was a companion of the Night Wanderer!

Qingsong and Qibadao were shocked. The Bewitching Demon and the Night Wanderer are both professions with peak combat power. Under the same level, putting aside the props, the difference between ordinary professions and peak professions is very large in terms of individual combat power.

Three to two, although the team has the advantage in numbers, the chances of winning are not great.

Kagura glanced at his teammates and said lightly:

"Don't worry, this is our home court. The killer I brought from my family is enough to deal with them."

Hearing this, Qingsong and Qibadao looked slightly relieved and returned with confidence.

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing looked past the panicking crowd and looked at the gambling table by the window. He recognized Wu Ye, who had a mole on his cheek, and three spiritual realm walkers at a glance.

To kill them as quickly as possible, Zhang Yuanqing turned the gun and aimed at the musician.

Among the three, the musician had the worst physical fitness and tended to be auxiliary. He could also make effective mental attacks on the spirit body, which was the biggest threat to the night wandering god.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing saw a half-naked woman with a panicked face, suddenly pulled out a dagger from her skirt and rushed towards him with a fierce look.

Hmm? Although Zhang Yuanqing was surprised, he reacted quickly and slashed the attacker with a knife.

However, more attackers appeared. A fleeing guest suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist and pulled the trigger at Zhang Yuanqing.

A woman in a low-cut dress opened a folding knife and rushed towards Kou Beiyue with both hands.

Further away, several guests in shirts grabbed the shotguns hidden under the gambling machines and unleashed a hail of bullets at the two intruders without saying a word.

The sudden change caught Zhang Yuanqing and Kou Beiyue off guard, and they had to interrupt their pace and shooting at the gambling table to avoid the danger from the crowd.

Kou Beiyue kicked the woman away, then waved his saber, knocking away two bullets, with two dings, sparks flying, and bullets embedded in the wall and ceiling.

Did they ambush killers among the guests? Zhang Yuanqing ducked and dodged to avoid the bullets. He was about to shoot those ordinary killers, but found that their expressions were wrong.

Those twisted and hateful faces, the eyes that wanted to peel off the skin and muscles of himself and Kou Beiyue, were very abnormal.

Musician? Zhang Yuanqing's mind quickly flashed the skills of the musician profession, and locked on one skill - hypnosis!

The core skills of a level 3 musician!

They hypnotized the guests of the casino and used ordinary people as guns, wanting us to be cautious and passively take the beating. If we resisted violently, killing ordinary people would deduct moral points, of course, the musicians would also be deducted, killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of our own.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly analyzed the other party's vicious intentions.

Seeing that the rhythm of the two enemies was interrupted by the means deployed in advance, the yellow-haired Kagura showed a smug smile, and the short and sturdy Qibadao sang a "hey" and immediately swung his arm to throw a ball of fire. At the same time, high flames rose from his body.

The high-temperature fireball fell on Zhang Yuanqing's side and suddenly expanded. The figure of Qibadao jumped out of the firelight, and snapped, and his right fist pierced out like a spear.

On the other side, the handsome and feminine young man with yellow hair put his hand on his lips and blew a lullaby with a soothing rhythm.

The melody was melodious and soft, like a mother humming a ballad, bringing a strong sense of sleepiness and peace from the heart.

Zhang Yuanqing and Kou Beiyue's pupils were slightly sluggish, and they were about to fall asleep.

The tacit cooperation between the Level 3 Musician and the Level 3 Fire Master instantly put Zhang Yuanqing in danger.

A fierce straight punch pierced Zhang Yuanqing's chest, and his body shattered like an illusion.

This was just an illusion created by the charm technique. The seven knives were charmed when they jumped out of the flames.

Zhang Yuanqing's real body appeared a few meters away, holding a knife in one hand and the other hand on his waist, pressing the first button of the Elvis speaker.

He wanted to control the scene!

The next second, a deafening drum sound came from the speaker, echoing in the hall, dull, heavy, majestic, and reverberating.

Kagura's lullaby was immediately suppressed.

The guests who didn't have time to escape, one by one, crawled on the ground, trembling, including the hypnotized killer, and Kou Beiyue, who was his teammate, and the three spiritual realm walkers who were his enemies, felt a tightness in their chests, and fear and depression surged in their hearts for no reason, and they wanted to escape from here.

Zhang Yuanqing raised the muzzle of his gun in the exclusive background sound, and pulled the trigger at the seven knives a few meters away.

On the other side, the horse-faced young man looked fierce, raised his palms, and slapped his ears hard, cracking the eardrums, and the depressing and terrifying drum sound disappeared immediately, and the world was quiet.

The horse-faced young man grabbed a rattan whip and swung it hard at the enemy who raised the muzzle of the gun.

Bang bang!

The rattan whip hit the enemy's arm, the muzzle of the gun tilted, and the bullet hit the wall behind the seven knives, leaving two deep, exploded craters.

The horse-faced young man shook his wrist, and the rattan whip hooked the chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and swung gently, swinging towards Zhang Yuanqing like an ape.

The veins on Qibadao's forehead throbbed. He endured the discomfort caused by the drum sound, took a heavy step with his right foot, and a burning flame spurted out from his palm, condensing into a long sword emitting high temperature.

Turn fire into a weapon!

The long sword slashed from bottom to top, towards Zhang Yuanqing's chest and abdomen, not giving him a chance to shoot.

Zhang Yuanqing dodged the flaming long sword sideways, and the high-temperature flames slashed down his body. He smelled the smell of burnt eyelashes and hair.

"Bang!"

He crossed his arms over his chest, blocked the flying kick of the horse-faced young man, and staggered back.

At this time, Kou Beiyue was affected by the lullaby and the drum sound, and reacted a beat slower, and failed to come to support.

No, with your level, how can you say that you are similar to Li Xianzong? Li Xianzong is much better than you. Zhang Yuanqing glimpsed his teammates who were in mental exhaustion from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

At the gambling table, Kagura changed his gestures, imitated the microphone, covered his mouth, and played a Bbox on the spot, and the dull drum sound came out from his tightly covered mouth.

He was imitating the drum sound of Elvis Presley's speaker, but unlike the former's shock, Kagura's drum sound had the power to inspire people.

Qibadao and Qingsong's breathing suddenly became rapid, and their faces flushed. They seemed to have taken stimulants, and their breath was much stronger.

Pah pah pah!

The horse-faced young man waved the rattan whip, whipping again and again, cracking the floor tiles, breaking the machines, and making Zhang Yuanqing dodge in embarrassment.

And Qibadao relied on the violence of the Fire Master to fight in close combat, and his fists surrounded by flames hit hard, densely like rain, not giving the enemy a chance to adjust their status and counterattack.

Two people cooperated, one person assisted, and firmly suppressed the level 3 Night Wandering God.

Zhang Yuanqing snorted coldly, took the punch of the Fire Master, and fought for a short respite, raising his head and howling.

A hazy moonlight penetrated the building and shone down, coating him with a layer of light moonlight.

Zhang Yuanqing's pupils surged in darkness, covering the whites of his eyes, and his temperament became noble and evil.

Howling Moon!

Then, he reached behind him with his right hand and pressed the second button of the Elvis speaker.

The sound of the suona sounded immediately, each sound was shrill and high-pitched.

Zhang Yuanqing's body suddenly swelled up, his muscles became wrinkled, and his veins burst.

The night, the howling moon, and the suona, the three blessings, raised his aura to an extremely terrifying level.

"Pah!"

The second punch of the fire master followed closely, hammering the temple viciously, and the fire exploded. Blood oozes from Zhang Yuanqing's seven orifices. This is a punch that is enough to scatter his brain.

Zhang Yuanqing did not move at all, cracked his mouth, and revealed a cruel smile.

Qi Badao's heart trembled, and he retreated decisively.

Zhang Yuanqing stepped on his right foot and moved closer to Qibadao at a faster speed. His right hand formed a claw and clamped Qibadao's neck, rushing him a short distance, and then pressed hard.

Crack!

Qibadao's back cracked the floor tiles.

Zhang Yuanqing pressed one knee on his chest, straightened his back, raised his fist, and smashed it hard.

The dull sound of the collision was mixed with the sound of facial bones, nasal bones, and teeth breaking, and Qibadao's legs twitched violently.

"Pah pah pah"

Qingsong's face changed drastically, and the rattan whip hit the enemy again and again, tearing his clothes and pulling out terrible wounds of skin and flesh.

But these wounds healed quickly within two seconds.

Seeing this, Kagura at the gambling table immediately changed the melody and played the lullaby again, trying to soothe the enemy's fighting spirit.

Suddenly, he saw the dazed boy crouching, holding a saber, approaching quietly and swiftly, like a hunting tiger.

Kagura immediately stopped "playing" and rolled on the ground.

Crack!

The gambling table was smashed by the violent boy.

Hearing the "crack" sound of shattering from behind, Kagura was shocked and broke into a cold sweat. With the melee ability of a musician, facing a bewitching demon of the same level, life and death would be decided within ten moves.

Bang, bang, bang. The dull sound came one after another. Kagura looked over and saw that the ferocious Night Wanderer punched Qibadao's face with a heavy fist, breaking his skull and beating out red and white flesh and blood.

Qibadao's legs were cramped and his head was bloody.

Died like this? A third-level fire master, died like this? Kagura's face was ugly. He was severely stimulated. He took out the pendant on his chest without hesitation. It was a dark blue gem with fine electric snakes swimming inside.

He pinched it lightly with two fingers, and the gem exploded with a bang.

At this time, Kou Beiyue had already attacked behind him, and the military dagger accurately stabbed his back.

Zizi

The air was filled with dazzling electric snakes, which bounced on the saber and Kou Beiyue. His body suddenly stiffened, and his short hair stood up.

Kagura turned around suddenly, condensed a thunder whip in his palm, and whipped it hard.

A scarlet rune lit up in Kou Beiyue's pupils.

Kagura's expression fell into a sluggish state.

Kou Beiyue's legs bounced, and he stood up and stabbed the saber.

Seeing that the saber was about to pierce the enemy's chest, Kagura suddenly turned into a dazzling lightning, "slashed" to the distance, and appeared six meters away. The long thunder whip was pulled down late but in time.

Kou Beiyue fell to the side swiftly.

Crack!

The thunder whip made a crisp explosion on the ground.

Kagura's body floated into the air, his hair stood up, and a lightning pattern was branded on his forehead, as if the god of thunder had descended to the world.

He waved the whip indifferently, forcing Kou Beiyue to roll or bounce, and dodge in a panic, just like a tamer teasing an unruly beast.

"Hmph!" Kagura said coldly: "A mere level 3 bewitching demon dares to enter the dragon's den and tiger's lair. Who gave you the courage!"

The disposable prop he just crushed came from a foreign profession. The profession has a single ability, but it has an attack and killing technique that makes other professions terrified - thunder!

At the same time, singleness is also its price. After using the prop, the skills as a musician cannot be used.

The level of this disposable prop is the saint stage, and the validity period is fifteen minutes.

Fifteen minutes is enough to kill two level 3 walkers, or to hold on until Chi Yuean arrives.

He originally cherished this item, thinking that he would not use it if he could, but who knew that this little bastard actually asked a level 3 Night Wanderer to help him, and his strength was extremely terrifying. In less than three minutes of fighting, he killed seven swords.

He then looked at Zhang Yuanqing and announced like a heavenly decree: "You will die too."

Kou Beiyue's face was ugly. Although he had never seen such a means of controlling lightning, it was not difficult to guess from this terrifying pressure and powerful lethality that this was the power of a saint.

Originally thought that he was a bewitching demon, and with Yuan Ting, the Night Wanderer, it would not be a surprise to wipe out the Tongque Tower.

Who would have thought that the other party would have such a killer.

I failed again. Every action failed. I am so unlucky. He was frustrated and angry, thinking that fate was against him.

Why does God favor the wicked again and again?

Kou Beiyue looked at "Yuan Ting" and asked him with his eyes whether he wanted to retreat, but was surprised to find that this night wandering god of Taiyi Sect was not panicked at all and looked calm.

"Oh, the killer is out!" Zhang Yuanqing kicked the corpse at his feet to the side, his eyes were as black as ink, and he said lightly:

"Then I can output with all my strength without worry."

"Just you?" Kagura floated in the air and sneered.

Zhang Yuanqing ignored it. Under the gaze of the three people, he bit the willow blade, put on the thug boxing gloves, took out the black-framed glasses, took out the demon pestle and the scarecrow, summoned the red dancing shoes, and finally, in the stunned eyes of the three people, shook out a black Taoist robe embroidered with flames and ripples.

There are such wealthy people in the world? !

Is this a mobile treasure house?

Kou Beiyue was stunned, and Qingsong and Kagura, seeing this scene, both had the urge to curse.

"One minute to deal with you, that's enough!"

Zhang Yuanqing threw the Yin-Yang robe into the air.

The Taoist robe stretched in the air, and the Tai Chi fish behind him slowly rotated, rippling out translucent water and spewing out blazing flames. The water and fire were balanced with each other, forming a huge millstone covering an area of ​​30 meters.

And Zhang Yuanqing's body disappeared.

"Hoohoo."

Kou Beiyue's position was very unfortunate, just covered by the fire array, and the corners of his clothes burst into flames.

He slapped it with a grin, and his skin quickly became red and blistered. The physique of the bewitching demon was like this, and the wood demon was even worse. It rolled and screamed in the flames and tried to break the window and run away.

Buzz!

An invisible air wall blocked him.

Can't escape? Kagura raised his eyebrows, and his proud mood fell, but he was still not panicking. This disposable prop gave him enough confidence. As long as he could hold on for fifteen minutes, Chiyue An would come anyway.

"It's just a trick." Kagura looked down at the water and fire formation and said coldly.

"Whether it's a trick or not, you'll know later." In the illusory water flow, a figure condensed by water emerged, holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, and wearing black-framed glasses on his face.

"This yellow-haired man is very arrogant, I'm angry." In the flames on the other side, a figure composed of fire slowly emerged and said angrily.

The fire clone wore boxing gloves and held the demon pestle and the scarecrow.

The water clone ignored the fire clone and gently lifted his palm.

The illusory water flow wrapped the guests in the hall who had not escaped yet, including Master Wu, and rolled them into the water formation.

In comparison, water is softer, and the illusory water flow will not cause suffocation, so ordinary people can survive.

In the fire array, these people will be burned to charcoal in a moment.

After the water clone finished all this, the flame clone couldn't wait to show the scarecrow, making the rough and ugly puppet's face look like Kagura.

The flame clone pinched the scarecrow's head with two fingers and exerted force violently.

Kagura screamed in mid-air, his face was covered with a black air, his eyes were filled with endless anger and madness, his reason was corrupted by corruption, and he became a beast dominated by emotions, rushing towards the flame clone regardless of everything.

The water clone used the Eye of Insight to predict his trajectory and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The bullet missed, and Kagura relied on instinct to turn into lightning and hit the flame clone. While avoiding the bullet from behind, the lightning hit the flame clone.

The figure made of flames touched his fists in the palm of his hand.

Boom!

His body was split by lightning and turned into a dazzling fire.

Kagura faced the explosion head-on. As a musician, lightning did not enhance his physique, and he was seriously injured on the spot.

"Bang bang~"

The water clone fired decisively, covering the fire.

Kagura's body turned into an electric current, and the bullet missed again.

This was a speed that Zhang Yuanqing had never seen before. Even if the opponent's mind was in chaos, he still missed his two shots based on instinct.

The target of the red dancing shoes was the horse-faced young man, who was trampling on him cruelly at the moment. Qingsong, who was already severely burned, screamed from high to weak under the violent trampling, and barely survived with the recovery ability of the wood demon.

"Hey, damn Kou Beiyue, is there any way to seriously injure this guy?" The flame clone condensed again and spoke angrily.

Without waiting for Kou Beiyue to reply, the flame clone cursed: "You idiot, you only know how to talk big. This guy is too fast to be killed in one minute."

Kou Beiyue said: "Blood, I want his blood."

"That's easy!"

The water clone raised his foot and stepped, and the Tai Chi fish behind the Yin-Yang robe turned, and the water and fire formation changed positions. The illusory water flow surged layer by layer, wrapping up Kagura.

Water is invisible, but it has substance. Being in the water formation, there is no way to avoid it, no matter how fast you are.

The water clone snapped his fingers, and a illusory water flow swept over Kagura's body, bringing out the blood burned by the flames.

Under the guidance of the water clone, the blood fell on Kou Beiyue.

Kou Beiyue stretched out his palm to take it, and with his other hand, he grabbed a bronze sculpture holding a short knife and a hideous face from the inventory.

He smeared the blood on the sculpture, and then placed it on the ground, knelt on both knees, and kowtowed heavily.

The bronze sculpture's eyes glowed scarlet, and the mini short knife slashed down.

Kagura in the distance suddenly screamed, blood mist burst out of his chest, and a horrible wound that exposed the bone appeared.

This knife directly killed him.

Seizing the opportunity, the water clone decisively shot again, and the bullets were sent into Kagura's body one by one, making big holes.

Kagura's body fell down with a bang, and the lightning rune between his eyebrows went out.

He was dead.

The water clone turned to look at the fire clone and said coldly:

"Stupid, don't just watch the show, the wood demon is not dead yet."

"Oh, right!" The fire clone immediately woke up, summoned the Xuanhe Flame Knife, strode forward, and chopped off the head of the horse-faced young man with one knife.

The wound on the neck was charred, and not a drop of blood flowed out.

Seeing this, the water clone and the fire clone dispersed without any reluctance, and the illusory water flow and scorching flame returned to the Taoist robe.

Zhang Yuanqing emerged, took the robe, and put all the props except the red dancing shoes back into the inventory.

"Solved, solved"

Kou Beiyue, who was covered with burn marks, looked at Zhang Yuanqing blankly.

Too strong, ridiculously strong, which elder of Taiyi Sect is this Yuan Ting the descendant of?

How can ordinary spiritual realm practitioners be so rich?

"Don't waste time, bring Master Wu here." Zhang Yuanqing slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the anger that was suppressed in his heart tonight was slightly vented.

"What about you?" Kou Beiyue asked back.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Yuanqing glared at him.

I don't have time, because he laughed at himself because he had to dance awkwardly.

"Okay, okay."

Kou Beiyue's eyes swept over the unconscious people and accurately found Master Wu.

He strode over.

At this moment, layers of flames came from the window, breaking through the glass, and the flames exploded, condensing into a man in a white suit.

Chi Yuean is here!

Zhang Yuanqing and Kou Beiyue's faces darkened, and their eyes were full of murderous intent and anger.