Chapter 413 Zhang Yutong Was Captured

"Hmph~ It's just as the sect leader expected..." Liu Weigang saw Zhang Yuhe escaping, without any frustration on his face. He sneered and waved the formation flag in his hand, and saw a sticky, bright red color surging out of the formation flag. The dense fog filled the gaps in the clouds. Once the thick fog merged with the clouds, the dark red fog immediately turned into red threads, like blood threads, quickly covering the surrounding mid-air. Rendering, and... as Liu Weigang kept waving the formation flag, countless clouds appeared out of thin air in the air, and these clouds were all dark red, completely different from the pale white just now!

When Zhang Yutong saw that the monk had unpredictable magic power and a magic weapon to protect his body, he immediately wanted to retreat. He and Zhang Yuhe parted ways and ran away. Two of them are low, and two of them are swordsmen. One of them can definitely escape from here! Seeing the monk leaving Zhang Yuhe and pursuing him, Zhang Yutong felt happy and made a decision!

Zhang Yutong's sword light was very fast. After only flying for a moment, he saw a few white clouds suddenly appearing in the mid-air. He already knew in his heart that this was probably the formation that his opponent had arranged long ago. He made a decisive decision and the sword light suddenly turned. Flying downwards, of course it had just flown dozens of feet, and its eyes were blocked by clouds again! This time Zhang Yutong did not dodge. Just like Zhang Yuhe, he spat out a trace of sword energy from his mouth, leaned his entire body on the flying sword, and spun towards the clouds.

The attack power of the sword cultivator is indeed powerful. Just like Zhang Yuhe, Liu Weigang waited for Zhang Yutong to rush out of a gap the moment he entered the magic circle. He was about to escape like Zhang Yuhe, but the monk wearing a mysterious coat was Arrived!

Just like Liu Weigang, the monk waved the Dharma flag in his hand, and a denser fog hit the clouds in the air. However, Zhang Yutong flew the thick fog so fast that it dyed the surrounding clouds in the blink of an eye. Red, and just outside these clouds, there are a lot of blood-colored clouds emerging rapidly, blocking Zhang Yutong's way forward!

Seeing that he was about to escape, Zhang Yutong was secretly happy, but then there was an extremely tough resistance in front of him. The resistance was not strong, but it was very resilient. Zhang Yutong's flying sword only penetrated about a foot, as if it was stuck. Stop, Zhang Yutong activated his magic power several times to no avail. Looking around, everything was blocked by blood-red clouds. Knowing something was wrong, he withdrew his body, stood in mid-air, and looked at the monk coldly.

"Zhang Xiaoyou, where are you going to escape?" The monk also stopped and seemed to be saying with a smile.

"This senior..." Zhang Yutong said with a cold face: "I wonder why the senior blocked the junior's way back to Huan Country?"

"It's nothing, I just want to invite Xiaoyou Zhang to the Bipai Mountain Gate for a talk!"

"Hmph, although my sword cultivator disciple has some connections with the cultivation disciples, they are not as close as the seniors thought! Moreover, the junior has urgent matters to return to the Sword Showing Sect. If the senior has nothing to do, it is better to open this magic circle earlier and release it. When the junior goes out, the junior will just pretend that nothing happened, if not..." Zhang Yutong sneered.

"Hahaha~" The monk raised his head and laughed wildly: "What if it's not the case?"

"My sister's letter of flying sword has been sent out,

The images here are also transmitted accordingly. If the senior releases the magic circle, the junior will just treat it as a misunderstanding and forget about it! Otherwise, our Xuan Jian Sect will definitely invite the Huan Kingdom sword cultivators to come and look for this junior, which will cause a conflict between the sword cultivators and the Dao Sect. Your sect... hehe... there will be no eggs left behind after the nest is overturned? "

After hearing Zhang Yutong's threat, the monk seemed to be thinking quietly, and then said very calmly: "Is it possible...do you think your Flying Sword Password will definitely be able to be sent back to the Xuanjian Sect? Your twin sister will definitely be able to escape. My palm?"

Zhang Yutong smiled and said: "Of course I already know that my sister-in-law is in danger, and the flying sword message cannot be intercepted by you and other Dao Sect members!"

"Haha, that's good!" The monk smiled instead of being angry, pointed his hand, and the rope that had just caught up to Zhang Yutong and stopped not far behind him roared towards Zhang Yutong with his teeth and claws.

"Huh?" Zhang Yutong was puzzled by the monk's reaction. When he saw the rope flying towards him, the magic power around him solidified a little. He pointed his hand and the flying sword flew out from under his feet. He also roared towards the flying dragon transformed by the rope.

The flying sword is like lightning, and the long dragon is wreaking havoc. The two are fighting together, and it is quite exciting for you to come and go. When Zhang Yutong drives the flying sword, he secretly watches the mysterious monk in the confusion. Unfortunately, not only was the monk covered in magic, but his whole body was also blocked by the golden light of the golden bell magic weapon, and he could not see his true face.

"Quiet!" Seeing a trace of stagnation in the twisting of the long dragon, Zhang Yutong was confused and didn't care whether it was a trick to lure the enemy. He scolded lightly, raised his hand, and swiped the Qingling sword quickly in the air. Like a light dragonfly in the water! It's exactly halfway up the long dragon! ! Immediately, the long dragon seemed to be deflated and was beaten back to its original shape! A rope that was broken into two parts fell from mid-air and fell into the bloody fog!

"Okay! He is indeed a sword cultivator! A sharp sword with ten magical weapons!" Monk Mizuo smiled instead of angry, stroking his palms and said.

"Huh, junior, come and learn from the senior's magical powers!" Zhang Yutong felt a little confused when he saw that he had broken the opponent's magical weapon. At the same time, he became more courageous, pointed his hand, and stabbed Miyu with the green spirit sword like a spiritual snake. The monk's protective golden light!

There was a "clang" sound, and as expected, several more sparks burst out, and the Qingling sword was blocked from the golden light!

Zhang Yutong's eyes narrowed slightly as the green spirit flew upside down. Just as he was about to activate his magic power, he saw Liu Weigang flying back behind the cultivator with the formation flag in his hand!

"Stand aside and be careful of this girl escaping!" Monk Miju said in a loud voice without looking back.

"Yes, Sect Master!" Liu Weigang greeted him and flew behind Zhang Yutong with the formation flag in hand.

"Sect master?" Zhang Yutong's heart skipped a beat after hearing this. She didn't care about Liu Weigang's sect. Needless to say, he must be one of the thirteen sects of cultivation, and it is also one of the most famous sects in the Three Kingdoms. Yes, his sect master is naturally the leader of the sect. Since he is the leader, then... the monk in front of him must be the Nascent Soul monk! But...since he is a Nascent Soul cultivator, why should he use such troublesome means? With just a wave of his hand, I... I'm afraid I won't have any power to fight back, right? ? ?

Zhang Yutong was instantly confused!

"Fight!" Zhang Yutong bit his teeth and pointed his hand, and Qingling flew back. Zhang Yutong opened his mouth and sucked it into his mouth. Then, he saw Zhang Yutong holding a mysterious seal in his hands and hitting himself with a backhand. On his forehead, there was a "crack" sound, like a sword being unsheathed, and a blue sword flew out from Zhang Yutong's Niwan Palace. Then, Zhang Yutong opened his mouth, and Qingling flew out again. At this time, The color of Qingling became three points thicker and greener. Once Qingling flew out, it rushed straight into the air and became one with the sword!

"Go!" Zhang Yutong scolded, Qing Ling stretched and retracted, and stabbed at the protective golden light of the Mizu monk. "Pfft" this attack actually poked a slight hole in the light shield!

"Huh?" Zhang Yutong's eyes showed a trace of confusion again. She knew it. Even though she activated the secret method to condense all the sword elements in her body and forced the sword evil out, but... if she wanted to Breaking through the Nascent Soul stage monks, no, even the defense of the late Golden Core monks is still far behind!

But at this time, she no longer cared to study the reason in detail. When she saw a small hole in the light shield, she immediately activated Qing Ling, spinning as if going crazy, trying her best to stab the light screen!

In just a few breaths, a soft "click" sound was heard. The place where the light shield was stabbed was actually broken by Qing Ling. A shadow of Qing Ling's sword light flashed past, and the entire light shield was submerged. , suddenly stabbed the lost monk in the chest!

The Lost Monk obviously did not expect Qing Ling to be able to break through his magic weapon defense. He dodged continuously and also turned into several phantoms in mid-air in order to avoid the approaching flying sword!

It's a pity that the sword cultivator's attack power is unparalleled, especially the flying sword at close range!

I saw that green spirit was like a blue lightning. When it pierced a shadow to no avail, it suddenly turned around again, flew sideways towards the monk, and pierced several shadows in the blink of an eye!

The monk seemed a little anxious. He waved his hand and punched out more than a dozen ice sealing talismans, which instantly condensed into an ice wall in front of the flying sword.

"Click"

There seemed to be no suspense in the "click". As soon as the ice wall came into contact with Qingling, it was immediately scattered. However, in just such a moment, the lost monk clapped his hand, and a four-color brilliance flashed from his left hand. It is a triangular shield. The monk activated his magic power and just blocked the shield in front of him. Before the shield could grow in size, Qing Ling had already flown closer and pierced the shield with a "Peng" sound!

"Swipe" the brilliance bloomed several times in a row, and the shield actually blocked Qing Ling.

"Go!" Zhang Yutong, who was not far away, saw this, with a trace of absolute determination on his face. He bit his silver teeth again. First, a burst of bright red flashed on the pink face, and then it turned white. Looking at the sword formula in Zhang Yutong's hand, it changed again. , the green spirit suddenly became slender, like a blue silver needle.

There was a soft sound of "呲", and with Zhang Yutong's secret method, the green spirit actually pierced the shield, and with a "swish" sound it penetrated the body of the lost monk. I saw several rays of light flashing on the monk's body, which were obviously for protection. All restrictions have been breached.

"Ouch!" With a scream, the green spirit actually hurt the lost monk. It flew out from the armpit behind the monk, and a wisp of blood immediately dyed the monk's waist red!

However, at this moment, as soon as the joy appeared on Zhang Yutong's face, Zhang Yutong's eyes darkened and he fell from mid-air...

(To be continued)