From the advent of the mountains and seas

Chapter 24 Showdown
The leader of the blue bandit is close at hand.

Fighting is inevitable.

Holding Nuan Dong in his hand, An Jing moved forward, his eyes fixed on the leader of the Qing Thief. The latter's body did not seem to show any signs of ghost moth alienation, and the aura he displayed during his progress was undoubtedly far superior to that of Qing Pingzi and Nu Gui.

Not to mention that there is an evil spirit that seems to be performing some kind of ritual not far behind this guy.

The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and the wind and rain are like darkness.

'Is this the test given to me by the Saha world? '

Walking to the center of the platform, An Jing and the leader of the Qinggui Bandit stood facing each other, and he couldn't help thinking.

"Only you, are you here to seek death?"

The monk who broke the precepts swung the plain knife, and the surrounding fog surged with the movement of the knife, taking in a mouthful of blood, and a ferocious smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

An Jing put the Miao Dao in a posture, with a calm expression, and a fierce fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

He has practiced martial arts for more than ten years, and he has imagined the scene of this duel in his dreams countless times.

Let go of all the clutter in your mind.

The enemy is right in front of you, just fight!

Half a broken leaf flew into the air and landed in the ground pool between the two of them, causing ripples.

In an instant.

Like thunder from the sky, the two figures quickly approached.

The blades collided, and the splashing sparks melted into the rain.

The monk's slashing power was heavy, and his size and weapon advantages further expanded the attack range. The few meters around him seemed to be a restricted area, and he had to face the slashing as soon as he got close.

After a tentative confrontation, An Jing immediately realized that he must never confront him with a knife.

Otherwise, simply resisting the impact of the Pu Dao and stabilizing his body so as not to be knocked into the air will consume a lot of his physical strength, which is definitely not the way to win.

With this in mind, An Ding immediately changed his tactics.

Wu Fu is not a reckless man, and fighting wisdom is very important.

The huge size endows the Broken Monk with the advantages of increased strength and attack range, but also inevitably reduces his speed, making it especially difficult to dodge in a small area, and this is his opportunity.

There are three Dragon Roar Cannons from the Shenji Battalion behind them to help out!

Holding the Miao Dao and running around the broken monk, An Jing deliberately led him in a circle, freeing up one hand to hold a crossbow and fired one after another. .

And this created an excellent shelling opportunity for the Shenji Battalion.

For a moment, there was thunder and thunder on the edge of the platform, and a large number of specially-made shells shot towards the monk as if they didn't want money.

At first, with his strange strength and the simple knife in his hand, the monk who broke the precepts was able to split the shells like before. However, although this behavior looked domineering, it obviously consumed a lot of his physical strength.

What's more, if you defend for a long time, you will lose. With An Jing's constant harassment, several shells will hit directly soon.

Although it would not be a one-hit kill like Qingpingzi, but at least it was specially made by the Lanyang General's Mansion to fight against evil spirits, even if the monk who broke the precepts was hit head-on, it would be unbearable.

Seeing that the guerrilla attack was effective, the morale of the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion was immediately boosted, and they hurriedly carried out a new round of loading.

It's just that they ignored one point while they were excited.

The monk who broke the precepts was never a target for standing still, he just took An Jing as his main target, and only when his attention was attracted would the Shenji Camp get a chance to attack, and these few times of injuries undoubtedly made him extremely annoyed.

"Don't stand still! Move!"

Sensing that the monk's target began to shift, An Jing immediately turned around and shouted.

The sergeants who were taking the shells out of the receiver were reminded. As soon as they looked up, they saw the monk who broke the precepts suddenly jumped up, and his huge body fell across a distance of more than ten meters.

Although the speed is not fast, it takes time to erect and transport the Dragon Roar Cannon.

Someone stopped the monk for them before, but now the latter is recklessly charging, and the weakness of the Shenji Battalion is undoubtedly exposed.

Just a few seconds is definitely not enough, which forced the sergeant of Shenji Battalion to face a choice.

Give up the Dragon Roar Cannon completely, or stay where you are and try to blast the last shot.

"Protect the receiver, withdraw!"

The captain ordered without hesitation.

The Dragon Roar cannon can be reassembled if it is broken, and there are spare parts in the receiver. If the person dies, the monster in front of him will be completely unstoppable, not to mention there are evil spirits in the mountains and forests in the distance. They must preserve their vitality.

Almost at the same time when the soldiers of Shenji Battalion were evacuating, Pu Dao had already hit the Dragon Roar Cannon, and the flying parts even hit several soldiers who hadn't escaped in time, and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

An Jing also knew the importance of the Dragon Roar Cannon, and immediately stepped forward to try to divert the monk's attention, buying time for the Shenji Battalion to retreat and reorganize the Dragon Roar Cannon, but the few steps he took to go out were in the hands of the Monk who broke the precepts.

The broken monk who was destroying the Dragon Roaring Cannon a second ago heard the sound behind him, turned around and raised his hand, several bloodshots gushed out from his palm, stirring up the mist to form a vortex and enveloping An Jing.

An Jing, who was already in a forward state, felt that his whole body was being pulled forward by an invisible force. Just as he was about to insert Nuan Dong into the ground to stabilize his figure, his legs were already off the ground, and there was no place around to draw on.

The bloodshot rain and mist took the opportunity to roll up An Jing, enveloping him and flying towards the broken monk, and the latter's figure also changed at this time, his eye sockets suddenly expanded, two eyeballs showed net lines, and his mouth was even brighter. It was a sharp whistling sound.

He was tired of the game of hawk and chicken.

Instead, use the supernatural power of the ghost moth to completely tip the balance.

Compared with Nu Gui and Qing Pingzi who can only use the power of ghost moths to strengthen their bodies, the monk who broke the precepts can undoubtedly do more and be stronger, which is enough to prove that his relationship with the evil spirit is also extraordinary.

Putting the knife up, black and red tentacles protruded from the flesh of his arms and attached to it, like the intestines of a ghost moth eating, facing the falling An Jing, eager to devour his flesh and blood.

The situation was critical, and An Jing struggled to break free from the grip of the blood mist.
Holding the bow and crossbow in his left hand, he pulled the trigger one after another, preventing the monk from continuing to cast spells.

However, even with multiple injuries, the monk who broke the precepts did not intend to let go at all. He would rather take some injuries to kill An Jing completely, and then go back and eliminate the others.

An Jing was at a loss for what to do about it!

After all, he is just a mortal, and he relies on the props given by the government to fight against evil spirits.

Now, relying on the ghost moth ability, the monk who broke the precepts used another level of extraordinary power to deal with An Jing, needless to say the suppressive power.

In the nick of time.

An Jing felt a sudden heat all over his body, and painful screams sounded in his ears.

In a trance, a familiar face distorted and dissipated in the field of vision.

After a closer look, it was discovered that the soul of the bandit in the inn outside Yuyue County appeared before him at some point, and was torn apart by some kind of force, turning into black energy and rewinding back.

Before An Jing figured out what happened.

A tiger's roar suddenly erupted, shattering the blood mist around An Jing and reverberating through the mountains!

(End of this chapter)