Monk Zhihui was surprised and asked, "Where is it?"
Zhijing, who was hiding behind the door, said, "Brother, come with me. I will take you there."
I reached out and held back Zhihui who was about to walk to the door, and asked in a deep voice, "Why don't you come in and talk?"
Zhi Jing said coldly: "I just don't want to see you. Don't you want to know the news that Senior Brother Zhi Xing risked his life to send back? Then don't listen to our findings, just slowly look for clues yourself!"
Zhi Hui said angrily, "Zhi Jing, don't be unreasonable, come in and talk."
"No!" Zhi Jing insisted, "Wu Zhao wants clues, but I won't tell him. Why should Brother Zhi Xing share the clues he risked his life to bring back with someone who doesn't believe in him?"
Zhihui said angrily, "Zhijing, you should consider the overall situation. What time is it now? Why are you still acting like a child?"
Zhi Jing said indifferently: "If Wu Zhao doesn't apologize to Senior Brother Zhi Xing, I will never give him any news."
Zhihui finally said angrily: "I am in this room, are you not going to tell me any news?"
Zhijing hesitated for a long time and said, "Brother, come here. I will only tell you one person."
"Asshole!" Zhi Hui was furious. "Are you a child? Come in!"
When Zhihui slammed the table and strode towards the door, I suddenly jumped up, grabbed Zhihui's shoulders, threw him to the side, and at the same time slapped the wooden door with my right hand.
"Stop!" Before Zhihui's exclamation had faded, a stream of sword energy had already broken through the door and collided with the palm wind I had chopped out. The aftermath of the two forces colliding out of thin air instantly tore open the already riddled door, and I also retreated to the side of Monk Shi.
By this time, Zhihui was already standing beside me, and he looked coldly at the monk standing outside the door: "Who are you?"
Any expert who is good at using sword energy to hurt others must be a warrior who has been with swords since childhood and has practiced swordsmanship. The monks from the Prajna Temple who came with me this time all practiced stick fighting, and the person standing outside was definitely not Zhijing.
Zhijing blocked the door with her body and responded calmly: "Brother, how come you don't even recognize me? I am Zhijing!"
While Zhijing was talking, I also looked at him from head to toe. Although the man's facial features were exactly the same as Zhijing's, his stature was a little shorter than Zhijing's, especially his trouser legs, which were completely piled up on his feet, like a teenager wearing adult clothes, and every part of him looked sloppy.
Someone is wearing Ji-jeong's skin!
Zhi Hui said coldly: "You said you are Zhi Jing, then turn around and show me."
There were no scars on Zhijing's face, so the opening in the human skin must be on his back.
"Ji Jing" smiled and said, "Why bother? I can just stretch out my hand and show it to you!"
While Zhijing was speaking, he stretched out his hands at the same time, and five sword energies whizzed out from his hands. Zhihui and I attacked each other at the same time, but the skin on the other side suddenly flew up under the power of our palms, and the bloody corpse hidden in Zhijing's skin was also slapped by our palms and flew backwards.
We were about to withdraw our palms when another figure suddenly appeared behind Zhijing. The figure was squatting behind Zhijing, but when Zhijing's feet left the ground and fell backwards under the force of our palms, he suddenly appeared, and five sword energies burst out from his hands again.
The moment the cold sword energy whistled towards us, Zhihui and I simultaneously pulled away and rushed to both sides. However, a monk who came from behind us to provide reinforcements was the first to be hit by the whistling and dancing air currents.
Five sword energies instantly penetrated the opponent's body, and a hazy blood mist instantly flew into the air, and the man died on the spot.
The few remaining monks in the Prajna Temple cried out in grief and rushed out of the door at the same time, fighting with the corpse. But I shouted to Zhihui, "Don't worry about the evil things outside, help me protect the Dharma, quickly!"
Zhihui didn't know what I was going to do, but he still retreated to my side. I didn't wait for Zhihui to stand firm before I felt Guazi'er's consciousness. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the furious Nangong Ling, who was slamming the table and shouting: "Lu Xiaoying, because of your misjudgment, we not only lost more than a dozen good players, but also Sister Shuangjiao was killed. How do you explain it?"
I took only one look and immediately withdrew from Guazi'er's consciousness: "We've been tricked. Kill the two men outside and let's leave quickly!"
Zhihui exclaimed, "What do you mean?"
"Kill the ghost first!" I drew my sword and rushed out of the house, joining the fighting monks, slashing at the two bloody bodies. Although Zhihui didn't understand why, he knew he had to avenge his fellow disciples, so he also joined the battle. As we raised our swords and sticks, the two bloody bodies actually began to turn in one direction.
"Don't let them join me!" I roared, and the Rakshasa sword suddenly pointed diagonally at the sky at an indescribable speed, lifting half a move from bottom to top. The roar of the sword resounded through the fields like a dragon's roar, and I suddenly staggered my steps, spinning like a spinning top. As my body turned, the Rakshasa sword rose up like a bright moon around me, and the blood corpse I was forcing retreated seven steps under the blade, but the violent energy on the tip of the blade still found a gap in the defense, and swept straight into the chest.
It was not until the Rakshasa dragged the bloody blade across the man's body that the bloody corpse, which was cut into two pieces by my sword, fell to the ground with a thud. When I rushed towards the corpse with the long sword, a trace of green gas had already emerged from the corpse - the soul hidden in the corpse dissipated.
"Catch him alive!" When I turned to look at Zhihui, several monks' iron rods had already hit the bloody corpse mercilessly. The opponent was immediately beaten to pieces by the powerful rod array and shattered on the ground. The ghost hidden in the bloody corpse was dead.
Zhi Hui then turned around and asked, "Mr. Wu, what do you mean by we were fooled?"
I said urgently, "Hurry up and contact your senior brother, have him lead his men into the manor, interrupt the competition, and control everyone!"
Zhihui hesitated and said, "You have to give me a reason for doing this, right?"
I said anxiously, "The magic boxes we got are all fake! They are not a magic tool to hide ghosts, but a magic tool to send ghosts away. The two ghosts we were fighting just now were the Ice and Snow Twins!"
My words were incoherent, but Zhihui understood them.
I have seen the Ice and Snow Twins in action before. When the second blood corpse started to burst out with sword energy, the first thing I thought of was the Ice and Snow Twins, so I took the risk of sending Guazi back to take a look.
It was not until I saw the bodies of the two heroes of ice and snow that I discovered the real secret of the magic box. The so-called magic box itself does not have the ability to contain evil spirits. It is just a magic circle that guides ghosts to a certain point. Simply put, after a ghost enters a magic box, it will soon emerge from another magic box, and no matter how far away, it can transfer the ghost to another place. As for the compass lock on the magic box, it is just a trick. The reason why the compass lock can rotate by itself is nothing more than the ghost pushing the lock inside.
This kind of thing sounds incredible. In the past, I didn't even dare to think about it. Tearing apart space and teleporting ghosts, can a sorcerer do it? I'm afraid even a flying fairy on land would find it difficult to do it? But the facts are already in front of me, and I can't help but believe it.
Zhihui took out his phone and dialed: "The phone is busy."
I quickly took out my phone and called Lu Xiaoying, but the other end of the line was busy. Someone must have blocked the phone signal.
I pointed at Zhihui and shouted, "You call the Elders' Council and I'll contact Dou Ma."
I called Dou Ma several times, but no one answered. Zhi Hui yelled angrily, "The Elders said that what I said was nonsense. Not only did they not accept it, they also wanted to punish me. I..."
I took a deep breath and said, "You two protect me. I will immediately communicate with Guazier and find a way to contact Lu Xiaoying."
I had just sat down when I felt a stabbing pain in my arm. By the time I reacted, half of my body was paralyzed. Then, I heard several sounds of people falling down around me.
Although my consciousness is still there, I cannot open my eyes and can only judge the things around me by my hearing.
Zhihui shouted, "Zhiming, what are you doing?"
Someone denied it, saying, "I am not Zhiming. If I really have any relationship with him, it is that I am wearing his skin."
"You..." Zhihui cursed with gnashing teeth, "You evil creature, you slaughtered the monks of our temple and provoked the magic and Taoist arena. Aren't you afraid of the magic and Taoist law enforcement?"
The man smiled faintly and said, "You don't need to worry about this. After I kill you, my mission will be completed. As for the pursuit by the magic sect, it has nothing to do with me. So far, even you have not seen my true face. Even if the magic sect wants to kill me, where can they find me? Get ready to go!"
As the man was speaking, I already felt a chill rising up my neck, as if someone was standing behind me with a long knife raised high and pointed at the joints of my spine.
As long as the opponent strikes me with the sword, my head will fall off immediately.
After a short moment, I felt that the coldness piercing my neck was getting farther and farther away from me, but the deadly danger was getting closer and closer to me - that's because the opponent raised the long knife, so I felt that the blade was getting farther away from me, but when the long knife fell, it would be cleaner and neater.
I could even feel goose bumps on my neck, but all I could do was wait for the blade to land.
At this time, Zhihui suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute! Before I die, can you let me die with a clear mind?"
"Okay." The man said coldly, "But you have to wait until I kill Wu Zhao. He is too dangerous."
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