Spiritual Masters

Ning Jiusi's expression froze, and he suddenly threw out the folding fan, drawing a blue crescent moon shape in the air.For a moment, Chi Sheng heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

He turned his head to see that the spirit envoys also put away their playful expressions, and they all looked very difficult to provoke.

Chi Sheng looked at his hands. There was no magic weapon, no soul consciousness, no spiritual consciousness, not even a weapon for self-defense, and his face immediately became sad.

A purple bamboo flute was handed in front of him. He stared blankly at the person holding the flute, and said after holding back for a long time: "I can't use it if you give it to me. You keep it to search the house."

"Take it, there is my curse seal on it, which can resist an attack for you." Ning Jiusi threw it directly into his hand forcefully: "If you really can't protect yourself, call me."

Chi Sheng admitted that his self-esteem came out to do evil again at this time. He was a person with a bit of arrogance from the bottom of his heart. Even if he didn't study hard in the past, he still had the ability to protect himself.

But now he has really become a person who can only be protected by others everywhere, and he still has to think about how not to hold back others.

He suppressed the unwillingness and discomfort in his heart, pursed his lips and nodded: "I won't hold you back."

"That's not what I meant." Ning Jiusi paused, "I'm worried about you."

A warm current poured in, and all the discomfort and discomfort in my heart disappeared completely.He gripped the flute tightly, the protected person is not necessarily a burden.

It is not shameful to be protected by others.This is also a kind of concern from others, isn't it lucky?

Suddenly a layer of black shadow enveloped several people.Chi Sheng looked over suddenly, his pupils dilated.

Jumping out of the well was a familiar man in black, and some puppets like white warblers. There were at least a hundred people in total.

There are so many puppets made of living people?

The last one came out of the well, with loose black hair, dull eyes, blue and white lips, wearing a blue and black dress, with a hidden weapon bag and dagger in his waist, and a scimitar in both hands.

He stood at the back with a frosty face, stepped on the stone by the well, and squeezed out a word from his teeth: "Kill."

71. The Demon Realm ([-])

Under the command of the man, the man in black and the puppet rushed towards the crowd.The four spirit envoys jumped in front of the two of them, hiding them behind them.

Tangyuan jumped up first, and turned into a huge cat in the air. She roared like a beast and rushed towards the man in black and the puppet. Her fangs gnawed on the puppet's shoulder, and blood spurted out immediately.

Behind her, Shuang Ying had a phantom of a sword in his hand, which was his real body.

The sword was thrown out by him and spun in the air, leaving a phantom where it passed. As it melted, sword shadows exploded one after another, directly injuring the man in black who rushed forward.

At the same time, Wuren flicked his sleeves, and a shield of purple light was placed in front of them.A silver meditation bell appeared in his left hand, and with only a slight shake, a piercing sound made the puppets slow down.

The shortbread was even more petite when sandwiched by three people. Surrounding her was a circle of egg-sized Buddhist beads, and when anyone approached, they would line up and fly towards them, and then exploded with a "boom".

The scene was extremely chaotic, and Chi Sheng was even more tongue-tied.

Unexpectedly, the body of Tangyuan is a cat, and Wuren is a bell!

A puppet and a man in black came from the side, and Ning Jiusi flew out with a twist of his wrist, cutting the puppet in half.

Seeing that a small part of the monsters on the field had been cleaned up, the cold-faced man said again: "Trash."

After he finished speaking, he spun from the air and landed in front of the shield, raised the scimitar with both hands and slashed at the shield, directly cutting the shield open.

Breaking up the positions of the spirit envoys, he said without a trace of emotion: "Today, you must die."

"What an arrogant tone!" Chi Sheng couldn't do anything else but talk, but fortunately, he was the best at this.He said: "Your master sent you to dismiss? Who do you look down on!"

Shuang Ying's expression turned cold, and he glanced at the puppets behind the man who were still attacking.He stood in front of Ning Jiusi without hesitation.

"You don't need to come here." Ning Jiusi nodded at him: "Get rid of them."

"Yes." Shuang Ying took the order and returned to the crowd with a stern face. This time, she was even more fierce, and every sword was ruthless.

The man moved his neck, and he didn't pay any attention to the sound of the bones.Using his back as the dividing line to separate the two sides, one side is chaotic and the other side is "calm".

Holding the scimitar, he walked step by step to a position one meter away from the two of them and stopped, his eyes staring blankly, penetrating to the extreme.He looked in Ning Jiusi's direction and said, "You, that is, Ning Jiu, Si?"

"..." Ning Jiusi paused for a while when he heard his words, caressing the fan, and then said slowly with great interest: "Do you know me?"

"No, I recognize it." The man shook his head, and he laid the scimitar across his chest: "I heard, yes."

Ning Jiusi raised his fan, and a gust of wind blew up towards the man.He said: "There is no one in the demon world who has never heard of me."

The man's two knives cut through the airflow, and he rushed to Ning Jiusi in a split second, and the two of them stared at each other for only a second before trembling.

Chi Sheng held the flute and stepped back when the two were fighting. Although he didn't participate in it, he didn't dare to be distracted for a moment.He looked at the two without daring to blink.

That man has some strength, and he can fight Ning Jiusi for so long.Chi Sheng could feel that this person was not a puppet, but an existence stronger than ghosts.

A string of abrupt copper coins hung beside the hidden weapon at his waist, covered with a thick layer of mud, so pitch black that the original appearance could not be seen clearly, and it was precisely because of this that the two big characters in gold on it were very obvious.

"Prisoner..." Chi Sheng stared at the big characters and murmured.He looked at the focused man and frowned: "Is Prisoner Tian your name?"

Prisoner paused for a moment, and soon returned to normal.He said: "Battle, no need, call, name."

The corners of Chi Sheng's mouth twitched twice when he heard the sentence, and he said sullenly, "Why don't you say it word by word? I feel that long paragraphs are quite embarrassing for you."

This sentence made Prisoner stunned in a daze, and Ning Jiusi's fan scratched his neck when he was distracted.Ning Jiusi didn't give him a chance to hesitate, and continued to press so fast that he couldn't even see the shadow of his fan clearly.

The puppets behind him were also consumed to the point where there were only a dozen or so left. Chi Sheng's eyes were dazzled, and he was always on guard for fear of a sudden attack by puppets.

"You, as expected, are very strong." Prison Tian was forced to retreat after several fights.He has gradually progressed from the initial onslaught to the defense, and now he is a bit overwhelmed.

Ning Jiusi's expression remained unchanged: "Thank you."

Shuangying and the others over there solved the last puppet, and walked towards Ning Jiusi without hesitation.

Seeing this, Prison Tian threw the double knives that were parrying Ning Jiusi into the sky, squatted down and jumped back a step, took the double knives, and took the opportunity to slip away from several people.

Ning Jiusi threw the fan over.Prison Tian just tilted his head, the fan flew past his neck, his speed was like a phantom, too fast to catch.

Shuangying and the others were not inferior at all, and the four chased after and surrounded the prisoner, leaving him nowhere to escape.

"It's me who underestimated the enemy." Prisoner Tian slowly stood up straight, his voice full of self-blame.

Ning Jiusi's fan flew back precisely after he finished speaking and sliced ​​off one of his arms, and the knife and arm fell to the ground at the same time.

"Death, the strong one, no, sorry." Prisoner Tian held the knife in front of his body with his left hand. Although his eyes were dull, there was a sense of determination: "The only one, regrettable, failed, return to life."

Ning Jiusi walked up to him slowly, and when he stretched out his hand, Shuangying turned into a sword and fell into his hand. There was a sound of "Zheng" and the swords intersected.

"Master, I'm coming!" Shortbread's face had a cruelty that didn't match her.The beads in her hand were beating restlessly, like clamoring.

Ning Jiusi said in a deep voice, "No need to do anything."

The shortbread relentlessly withdrew it.

Although Prison Tian had one hand, there was never a moment when he did not try his best to deal with it.He asked puzzledly: "You have, many, kill, mine, methods."

"You..." Ning Jiusi raised his eyebrows: "Who is your master?"

"Although I, am, the defeated." The knife in the prisoner's hand was knocked out, and he directly punched Ning Jiusi with his fists: "But, no, a traitor."

"Boneless." Ning Jiusi pierced his body with a sword, and the sword shadow exploded from his body, and a large stream of blood flowed to the ground.

Prisoner Tian lost his strength and fell to the ground with his face on his face. His body twitched twice, and then began to dissipate.

Ning Jiusi pulled out the sword, and the blood on the sword dripped down, until it was completely dripped, and the human form appeared.

"Master, shall we go downstairs?" Shuang Ying asked.

Ning Jiusi let out a "huh".He waved at Chi Sheng: "Come here."

Only then did Chi Sheng get closer, and he handed the flute to Ning Jiusi, smacking his tongue: "Don't tell me, this prisoner is quite resilient."

"He is a loyal and good dog." She commented coldly as the soles of Tangyuan's shoes stepped on the pool of blood.

The few people had just walked to the well when there was a painful roar behind them.When Chi Sheng turned his head, he saw Subing half kneeling on the ground, his face writhing together in pain, his right hand clutching his chest, his body had turned into a phantom.

"Shortbread!!" Chi Sheng exclaimed, and he stepped in front of the shortbread a few steps: "What's wrong with you?"

Ning Jiusi's expression also changed, and he quickly passed some soul consciousness towards the shortbread: "What's going on?"

"Not good!" Wuren and Tangyuan realized something at the same time, their faces were ashen, and they said in unison.

"Master, the shortbread itself is used to set up an formation in Zhurong." Even the usually calm Shuangying cursed softly, "In this case, I am afraid that Zhurong's formation will be broken!"

"Master, Zhu Rong is in danger..." Shortbread slowly spoke with a weak face, confirming what several people thought.After she finished speaking, her figure disappeared completely in place.

"How could this be?!" Chi Sheng