"You are so sinister!"

Zhang San took a deep breath, with both hands in his arms, and quickly broke away a shield wrapped in spiritual power around his body!

boom!

The surrounding forces were like tsunamis, and they were hit from all directions!

The shield beside him was instantly shattered!

Zhang San's body trembled, kicked him hard, kicking the blood sword away!

Blood oozed from the corners of the mouth.

His face turned paler.

"You actually arranged the formation here in advance?" Zhang San looked coldly at Ye Bugui, who was dozens of meters away from him.

Ye Bugui's sword just now was directly inserted into the eye of the formation, so that the entire formation could be operated.

This is the spirit gathering array!

It's just very fast.

The moment the formation is detonated, the surrounding spiritual power will be attracted instantly.

If it is a normal formation, the speed will be much slower. The person sitting inside will be able to withstand and be able to absorb the power inside.

But now.

The situation is different.

This kind of formation power that explodes instantly is like a bomb. People with slightly weak abilities will be smashed to pieces.

Those with slightly stronger abilities will be half dead. The trauma caused by the explosion will cause people to die due to internal organ damage within the next three days.

Originally, Zhang San was more than enough to defend against such a formation.

But by chance, he was injured.

And unprepared.

"San Master, aren't you curious about why there is plenty of spiritual power here?" Ye Bugui smiled hideously: "This is for you. Let you heal your wounds here and then destroy you!"

His whole personality has changed drastically!

It's no longer the time I never returned home at night.

Maybe even himself doesn't know why it turned out like this.

"You expected me to be injured?" Zhang San stood there, his white clothes stained with blood.

He forgot how long it took, and hadn't been injured like this.

"That's natural. Du Jinghong's design rarely fails. It's just that someone intervenes, letting Lan Ximeng and the others leave." Ye Bugui didn't know who that person was, he only knew that he was a top expert.

"Haha." Zhang San stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Bugui: "For the first time, I felt that conspiracy and tricks were also desirable. I used to think that in the face of powerful forces, all conspiracies were smoke and clouds. But now, you have made me change my view."

"Du Jinghong, what a great guy. He is obviously not bad at abilities, but he prefers to do such a wrong way."

His hands slowly spread out, and two balls of fire were beating in his palms.

Flame burning.

"You... really think I'm at the end of my strength?" Zhang San laughed and shouted heroically: "Not bad! I'm seriously injured and at the end of my strength! But, Master, I will teach you something today, what is a dead camel, bigger than a horse!"

Zhang San took a step forward and ran towards Ye Bugui!

Full of murderous aura!

The trees around withered!

Ye Bugui suddenly felt that he was under unprecedented pressure.

He pulled out the blood sword that was kicked away by Zhang San and poured all his strength into the blood sword.

Buzz!

On the Blood Sword, wronged souls appeared.

They ran towards Zhang San with their teeth and claws!

Ye Bugui knew very well in his heart that success or failure was all about this blow!

"ah!"

He shouted violently!

The blood sword was slashed down!

"The unjust souls in this sword are all dead under my sword! When they are alive, I will kill them as soon as I want to! If they die, they will still be able to make a fortune! If one counts one, get out of here!"

Zhang San laughed wildly, and two balls of flames rushed out directly!

The moment those unjust souls came into contact with the flames, they disappeared!

Even terrified screams were made.

Bang!

Zhang San grabbed the blood sword with one hand, and the flames burned the blood sword red almost instantly.

His other hand, with the power to destroy the world, is also his full power!

Smashed it out!

boom!

Even though there were red rats on Ye Bugui, he was still beaten away and broke dozens of uncles.

Death is declared.

Zhang San is almost unstoppable.

"call……"

Zhang San supported his hands on the tree trunk, and his body kept trembling.

He was already injured, but now he is even more serious.

"Du Jinghong..." Zhang San silently recited Du Jinghong's name.

In his heart, he did not deserve a name if he did not come back at night.

But such a small character gave him a fatal blow at an appropriate opportunity.

It made his already weak body even more tired.

"I am worthy of being the God of War Zhang San. In this case, I still have such strong explosive power."

In the forest.

The prophet came out.

He kept applauding, and behind him was a dozen monks with empty eye sockets and only a layer of skin were left.

These monks have strong combat power and have no physical strength.

"What did you arrange?" Zhang San did not look back. He knew who it was based on his voice alone.

"I know you won't let it go, but I didn't expect that you would be so shameless. OK, now I don't have the ability to fight you. But remember, I can't untie the seal."

"It's very strong, worthy of being the Third Master. But do you really think I can't do anything?" The prophet waved his hand, and the monk behind him immediately rushed forward and tied Zhang San with chains.

"Occursed, Master Third!"

The prophet walked up to Zhang San and inserted three 20-centimeter-long nails into Zhang San's body!

"Uh..." Zhang San said muffled.

The gutter capsizes, probably that's it.

I haven't come out for thousands of years, but I didn't expect that the outside world would be so sinister.

Could it be that the fists are not hard enough?

Now I can only play some yin?

The Holy Lord is also playing with Yin.

Now Du Jinghong is playing with the silence, and the prophets are also playing with the silence.

In a dark world, why is there no light from the right way?

"Let's go, Master Third, offended." The prophet raised his head and a helicopter landed slowly.

The monk took Zhang San on the plane.

"San Master, I have a way to let you unseal the seal. Please... believe me."

The prophet smiled, sat on the plane, closing his eyes to rest.

After they left.

In the forest.
To be continued...