Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 183 Building the God of Thunder

Jingle bell bell~

The invisible sound waves spread and mixed with the power of the mind-purifying spell, killing more than a dozen monsters with lower strength on the spot.

The other monsters also felt uncomfortable. The strange ringing sound penetrated their ears like a demonic sound, causing them to have splitting headaches and roll all over the floor.

The Daitengu reacted first and howled, using sound waves to fight sound waves.

The monsters finally got some time to breathe, and they showed off their abilities and prepared to attack the enemy.

But the next second, the enemy disappeared from the spot.

The big tengu is holding a mallet and is extremely vigilant.

Suddenly, the soles of his feet felt cold, and a sharp sword gleamed like a thorn on the ground. Fortunately, he reacted in time and managed to escape this fatal sword.

The Snow Girl standing with him was not so lucky. Su Heng's sneak attack failed and the sword edge turned around, drawing a graceful arc and cutting off the Snow Girl's body.

It was hard for the snow girl to believe that she was killed like that before she even made a move?

The death of Yuki-onna suddenly gave the Daitengu a strong sense of crisis. He realized that the strength of the incoming person was far superior to his own, so he immediately retreated to the rear and ordered the demons:

"Fuck them all!"

"You monster, come and die!"

Su Heng was also a little surprised in his heart.

The ability to conjure soldiers and horses out of thin air shocked the Otengu so much that he couldn't even figure out what the enemy was.

"Master, do you need help?" Xia Xiaoling shouted.

"What kind of magic is this?"

In comparison, the Five Rampant Soldiers and Horses were arrogant warriors on the battlefield during their lifetime, and they became even more rampant after death. They were very good at killing people and quickly killed all the members of the Baigui Nightwalking Tribe, leaving them in chaos.

Sakurako Hirata was hesitant. At the critical moment, the long-silent radio finally sent a response.

"Hey, command center, can you hear me? Sorry, I was so excited just now that I accidentally knocked off the line, and then I noticed it."

The top priority is to retreat in time, implement the plan to blow up the bridge, and retain our strength.

Temporary combat command center, five minutes ago, Sakurako Hirata lost contact with the front line.

Ishiguro Goro did not hear any more explosions, indicating that the battle had entered the hand-to-hand combat stage. The front line has been out of contact for such a long time, and the battle to keep it safe has been lost.

Especially Yang Qing, who fought so hard that his hair was disheveled, and he was afraid that the sword would be cut with a curled blade.

"Need not."

Su Heng retreated slightly, and opened the jar of soldiers and horses on the way. Five rampant soldiers and horses came out like a whirlwind, holding spears in their hands, fighting with the monsters.

"Ms. Hirata, it seems that we have underestimated the strength of Hyakki Yakōzō. It's time to make a decision."

……

Calculated, this should be the first time that the five rampant soldiers and horses let go to fight, but they did not expect to have such ferocious fighting power.

The voice of the tengu contained some kind of power, which made the demons' eyes turn red, they lost their minds, and they pounced on Su Heng fearlessly.

The monsters in the Night Walk of Hundred Demons are bluffing, but in fact there are only a few monsters who can fight hard.

After waiting for a long time without a response, she became increasingly pessimistic.

Yang Qing drew his sword arrogantly, dismounted and shouted:

"What's going on at the scene?"

"At present, the situation is showing a one-sided trend..."

Hearing the one-sided decision, Sakurako Hirata's heart seemed to be grabbed, until the other end of the radio continued,

"Taoist Master Xuanheng is so powerful that we don't even need to take action. He can kill Baigui Yakou alone. The monsters have been killed and are scared, and they are beginning to retreat towards Kashima Shrine. The Taoist priest is chasing the big tengu." ."

Boom!

There was a huge explosion on the other end of the radio.

"What happened?"

"It's the Taoist Priest! He just kicked the Niu Gui's head away! Oh my god, is this still a human being?"

"Ah this..."

Sakurako Hirata looked up and saw Goro Ishiguro walking towards the stairs, and said doubtfully:

"Where are you going?" "Such a wonderful battle, of course you have to go and watch it live!"

……

Boom!

The flat streets were now full of devastation, with potholes everywhere, all caused by Su Heng's battle with the Great Tengu.

"Damn, who the hell are you?"

The more the Otengu hit him, the more horrified he became. As an immortal monster, after several fights, he could not gain any advantage at all. Even the hammer in his hand was almost cut in half.

This opponent is not only proficient in sword moves, but also good at fists and kicks. You can still go to heaven and earth, it doesn't matter if you can't.

No flaws can be found at all!

"I am Xuanheng, a Taoist priest from Maoshan Mountain."

Su Heng responded calmly while continuing to assassinate the Great Tengu.

After fighting for more than ten rounds, Su Heng confirmed the strength of the big tengu. It was at least an A-level evil spirit, otherwise it would not have been able to last in his hands for such a long time.

Hirata Sakurako's information is correct, only he can deal with this thing!

"Maoshan Taoist..." Da Tiangu was startled, and then suddenly realized, "Are you the crane from the ninth district?"

"Humph, so what?"

It is indeed the rumored crane, a power that even Amaterasu is secretly afraid of. In this way, we must go all out to gain a chance of survival!

The Daitengu sold out his flaw and did not hesitate to resist the sword with his body, but also kept a distance to gain a chance to strike.

"Go back to your ninth district!"

The big tengu took out the fan behind him and fanned it suddenly. In an instant, two tornadoes with a diameter of five meters appeared on the ground and rushed towards Su Heng with a devastating force.

Instead of dodging, Su Heng calmly stretched out his hand and grasped it out of thin air. The tornado instantly dissipated and turned into flowing wind, blowing the Taoist robes with a roar.

This is the art of "controlling the wind"!

"grass!"

The moves he was proud of were disintegrated easily, and the Great Tengu lost all will to fight. He simply turned around and planned to escape with all his strength.

How could Su Heng let him walk away?

He muttered something in his mouth, raised his right foot high, and stepped out of the golden light.

In one step, golden gossip is born. In the second step, the golden light spreads, locking the big tengu in place as it spreads its wings to escape.

When he took the third step, golden light shot into the sky, making the Tengu unable to open his eyes.

The enemy has entered the territory!

Su Heng walked over with the demon-slaying sword in hand.

The Great Tengu looked back and saw a golden Jianyu Thunder God, holding the Budou Yuhun in his hand, slashing towards him.

The Great Tengu flapped its wings vigorously and tried to escape, but the soul of Budu seemed to be magnified hundreds of times, like a pillar falling from the sky, and there was no way to escape.

"no no!"

At the moment of despair, the demon-slaying sword that was supposed to fall mercilessly changed its trajectory in mid-air and swung behind him.

Sonorous!

The swords collided, fireworks exploded, and the world built by golden light was shattered.

The Daitengu returned to reality and saw two swords intertwined.

The one holding the sword is the Taoist priest Xuanheng, and the other is the white-haired and red-skinned Jianyu Thunder God.

Teammates, we are finally here!

Jianyu Thunder God exerted his strength, and powerful electric current surged along the blade. Su Heng was forced to retreat and distanced himself from it. His eyes unconsciously fell on the hundreds of red-faced ghost warrior troops coming behind Jianyu Thunder God.

Those are not ordinary red-faced ghost warriors. Each one has the same level as Shinichiro Ashina who invaded the ninth district, and they also have an unspeakable sense of weirdness.

There are so many reinforcements?

Things seem to be getting a little tricky.

(End of this chapter)