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Chapter 169 The Monkey King

On a dark and windy night, when crowds of people are rolling around.

The crescent blade trembled with a dragon's roar, and with a single slash, it cut the man and his shield in two.

Whether it was a weapon or a magical artifact, under Yazi's unparalleled sharpness, they all seemed as fragile as paper, shattering at the slightest touch and breaking at the first slash.

After killing the general, Zhou Sheng had already fed Ya Zi the Dragon-Swallowing Blade, making the Geng Metal Qi even sharper. Once transformed into a weapon, it was almost invincible.

Azure Dragon Emerging from the Sea, Dragging Blade and Charging Horse, Crescent Moon Slash...

The sword techniques in the Spring and Autumn Sword Manual are domineering, and when combined with the power of the dragon horse, they are truly like a whirlwind, unstoppable.

The Twenty-Sixth Move: Flood the Seven Armies!

The long sword spun at his waist, gathering momentum for seven turns before unleashing a thunderous slash. The sound of the sword was like a tiger roaring in a deep valley or a dragon singing in a great river.

With a loud bang, several figures were sent flying by the slash, flying dozens of feet like cannonballs, smashing through many trees.

When it hit the ground, it was almost completely reduced to pieces of flesh.

"This man's swordsmanship is fierce; he cannot be defeated by force. Earth Demon, make him dismount!"

In a short time, nearly half of the people had died under that terrifying crescent blade, and the rest were all terrified.

On the other hand, the man wearing the Vajra mask fought with increasing ferocity, his sword thrusts like the surging waves of the Yangtze River, showing no sign of slowing down.

Fortunately, some of their elites remained. The man seemed to be a leader and quickly gave orders.

The person known as the Earth Demon quickly formed hand seals, then chanted a spell and pointed to the ground.

The next moment, the black horse was startled, and its four hooves sank into the ground as if it had fallen into a mud pit.

Zhou Sheng's figure was flung away.

"Kill him now!"

The leader gave the order again, and many people raised their magical weapons, preparing to strike Zhou Sheng.

There are Soul-Stabilizing Pearls, Soul-Locking Mirrors, Ten Thousand Poison Hooks, Dragon-Binding Locks...

All of them were extremely vicious magical artifacts, intended to tear that terrifying masked man to pieces.

However, Zhou Sheng remained calm and composed, his Guan Dao transformed into a monk's knife, and he didn't even make a move to draw his knife to block.

The next moment, the sound of the piano suddenly rang out.

Those who raised their ritual implements were all startled, as if they were immersed in some kind of illusion, their eyes flickering.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, several arrows shot out, piercing the throats of several people with speed and accuracy.

In the distance, amidst the trees, Yao Tai Feng held a large bow, her eyes sharp, continuing to draw the bow and nock an arrow, her expression extremely focused.

Only a handful of people realized what was happening and quickly bit their tongues to break free from the illusion.

Zhou Sheng landed with a somersault, his monk's knife was drawn, and the sound of the blade clanging seemed to harmonize with the music of the zither.

Clang!
With a flash of bright light, the black-robed man known as Tu Gui was cut in half at the waist.

It pounced like a tiger, landing silently.

This is a movement called "Chuanmao" in traditional Chinese opera, often used in the scene of Ren Tanghui's nighttime raid in "Sanchakou". Zhou Sheng's use of it at this moment is truly just right and exquisite.

despair!
Blood dripped from the tip of the knife, but before it hit the ground, the blade flashed, like a flurry of snowflakes, accompanied by a howling wind.

Several heads flew off, blood spurting like a fountain.

Unlike the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, which uses its power to intimidate, the Monk's Blade pursues speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness. Its blade flashes like a waterfall, each strike aimed at vital points, striving to kill the most people in the shortest amount of time.

Attack without defending, kill without crossing!

Blood splattered everywhere, weapons snapped in two, and amidst the chaotic, shooting star-like flashes of blades, Zhou Sheng killed twelve people in one go.

Because he was moving so fast, by the time he killed the twelfth man, the people in front of him were falling one after another, each clutching their fatal wounds, convulsing and waiting to die.

happy!

Zhou Sheng let out a long howl and turned to look at the leader. His crimson veins pierced his eyes like a demon god, and his terrifying killing intent made the leader take several steps back, trembling all over, without a trace of courage left.

"waste."

Zhou Sheng coldly uttered these two words, then drew his sword and charged at those holding the chains, preparing to help Xiao Sheng break free completely.

Enraged and ashamed, the leader took out a yellow talisman from his fingertips, as if to cast a spell, but an arrow pierced his palm. Before he could even scream, another arrow pierced his neck.

崩~
The bowstring trembled gently in the night breeze. A glint of golden incense light flashed in Yaotai Feng's eyes, and she slowly exhaled a breath of heat imbued with the scent of incense. "A person like you doesn't deserve to die under Danshan's blade."

She glanced back at Jinse and, seeing that she was in relatively good condition, felt relieved. She then drew her arrows again, rested them on the bowstring, and prepared to fire at any moment.

One person attacks from close range, another shoots from a distance, and the third uses music to distract the enemy.

The three worked together so well that they were able to slaughter so many enemies in such a short time, like a whirlwind.

"Oh no! Run!"

"That killer star is here!"

Those black-robed men holding onto the chains were filled with fear. Finally, they forgot about their mission and loosened their chains, preparing to escape or fight the enemy.

However, a simple, gleaming monk's knife had already pierced the heart of one of them and lifted his arm off the ground.

"Who...who are you...?"

The man coughed up blood, staring intently at the red-eyed Vajra, seemingly filled with resentment.

"The person who killed the dog."

The blade's energy tore through flesh and blood, cleaving the person in two. Zhou Sheng then channeled his lightning energy, unleashing a bolt of lightning that struck and killed another person.

With feet moving in a graceful, swift motion, the blade flashed suddenly.

Someone tried to stop them with chains that could bind the stone monkey. These chains were obviously extremely precious and not ordinary magical artifacts. They also gleamed with a faint dark light and seemed to be extremely sturdy.

However, amidst the flying sparks, Zhou Sheng's dagger only hesitated slightly before severing the heavy chains and simultaneously cleaving the black-robed man behind him in two.

Zhou Sheng had already leaped more than ten zhang away when half of the black-robed man's body slowly "slid down".

His soul burned under the blade, and strands of pure power were drawn in by the Vajra Mask, causing his blood and energy to surge throughout his body, his divine power to overflow, and his spirit to become even more excited, without the slightest sign of fatigue.

With a long howl, the blade flashed and tore through the earth, severing several chains in one fell swoop.

At this point, the men in black robes completely lost their will to fight, finally realizing what kind of monster they were facing, and they didn't even dare to look directly at that terrifying mask again.

The surviving men in black robes scattered like birds and beasts, and several of them seemed to have mental problems, driven somewhat insane by fear.

At the same time, the remaining chains rattled and vibrated, and golden light shot into the sky from the stone, shattering the chains and dispersing the dark clouds overhead.

The moonlight cascaded down like a waterfall, shining on the severed limbs and remains scattered on the ground, and also on the strange rock under the pine tree.

With a snap, fragments fell from the stone, as if they were about to come to life.

A ray of golden light from the primordial spirit emerged from the stone and returned to the aged body.

"Cough cough!"

The white-haired old man coughed up blood, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness, staring intently at Zhou Sheng.

"Who are you, daring to try and steal my stone embryo?!"

"Heh heh, you old man, you're shameless! When did I, Old Sun, become your stone fetus?"

A somewhat shrill voice rang out, and under the moonlight, the stone monkey fully revived, transforming into a monkey with a hairy face and a thunder god's mouth.

It's a pity he wasn't wearing golden chainmail, but stone armor.

It still had a knife wound on its chest, but its golden eyes were filled with murderous intent as it stared at the white-haired old man.

At the same time, it also noticed the figure approaching with a knife.

Even with his keen eyesight, he couldn't see through the Vajra mask.

"Who are you, sir...? Could it be that you, like that old thief, also covet my old Sun's stone embryo?"

It asked tentatively.

Zhou Sheng simply walked forward, the sound of the withered leaves breaking under his feet was somewhat jarring in the darkness, until he and the monkey surrounded the old man from both sides.

Blood dripped from the tip of the knife, the sound calm yet powerful.

"That day you lent me a bolt of lightning, tonight..."

"I'll give you dozens of lives in return."

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