Immortality begins with the sword of ignorance

"How dare you not defend yourself against my attack?"

Zhong Cang just needs some time to look for the mandrill's rhythm and weaknesses. It's not impossible to find them.

It is true that Feijian Fenghua cannot penetrate the mandrill's defense, but after Feijian Jinglei activates the thunder array, its thunderous strike is comparable to the pseudo-kendo thunder sound and can easily penetrate most defenses.

Therefore, the thunderous strike cooperates with the rhythm of all things, so it becomes Zhong Cang's ultimate kill.

Of course, according to Zhong Cang's original idea, after he found the weakness, he needed to use Fenghua to contain it to expose the mandrill's weakness, so that he could kill it with a thunderous strike.

But what Zhong Cang didn't expect was that the mandrill was too arrogant. After discovering that most of the spells couldn't do anything to him, and the flying sword was powerless, from then on, it faced no attack without dodge, and just focused on charging arrogantly.

And this gave Zhong Cang a chance.

After finding the mandrill's weakness, his Jing Lei almost circled behind the mandrill, and then, with lightning flashing, he struck out fiercely.

"Zi la..."

The sudden increase in speed increased the penetrating power of the Thunder Sword several times. The thunderous strike easily penetrated the mandrill's mudstone armor and stabbed into the mandrill's skull.

In fact, if it were just like this, Zhong Cang wouldn't be able to kill the mandrill with one blow.

The head is indeed the key point of most monsters, but for this reason, most monsters protect their heads very closely.

The mandrill's skull is the hardest part of its body.

In a head-to-head confrontation, Zhong Cang's thunderous strike may not be able to defeat it.

It's a pity that Zhong Cang's Rhythm of All Things has long been aware of Mandrill's weakness.

The reason why he stabbed the mandrill in the back of the head from behind instead of the heart was because in Zhong Cang's perception, there was a trace of disharmony in its head.

After attaching his spiritual consciousness to the Thunder Sword and stabbing it towards the place where the rhythm was discordant, Zhong Cang discovered that the mandrill's head seemed to have been injured, with a crack on its skull.

This crack is hidden under the scalp and covered by the mandrill's thick hair, making it impossible for ordinary people to detect it.

But the law of all things is kinetic.

The swift thunder struck right at this crack and penetrated directly into the mandrill's brain.

Once here, the next thing is very simple. With the flash of lightning on the Thunder Sword, Mandrill's brain was shattered by Zhong Cang.

Without a brain, the mandrill died instantly.

It's a long story to say about such a thing, but the thunder struck, it was like thunder, and it didn't even last a moment.

Therefore, Zhong Cang's kill not only shocked the people watching outside, but also his teammates.

A breath ago, they were still in despair due to the power of the mandrill.

Many brave people are already smiling and preparing to die together with the monsters.

"If you want to kill me, I will tear a piece of flesh from your body even if I die!"

And just as they desperately welcomed the final moment, there was a "bang" and the mandrill fell down without warning.

"?!!"

This scene really stunned Zhong Cang's teammates.

Even for the first time, they couldn't believe that good luck had happened to them, and they just thought that the mandrill was cheating.

It wasn't until everyone saw the flying sword on the back of Mandrill's head that they were surprised to find that Mandrill had really fallen.

"This, we win!"

"Brothers, the mandrill fell, we won!"

The dead mandrill gave the tired monks a shot of stimulant, causing them to scream wildly in an instant.

Only Zhong Cang was still killing the enemy calmly.

"Shuashuashua..."

"Zi..."

While the other monster beasts were timid because of Mandrill's fall to the ground, Fenghua and Jing Lei, with two flying swords, transformed into flowing wind and thunder, instantly rushed into the group of monster beasts and started killing.

The wind and thunder combined forces, and in just a few breaths, the front line disrupted by the mandrill was pushed back by Zhong Cang.

This scene made the monk's cheers get louder, and his name was shouted wildly by everyone.

"Zhong Cang!"

"Roar……"

Breaking free from deep despair made the monks under Zhong Cang extremely excited. They needed to shout wildly to vent their excitement.

Zhong Cang, however, did not feel excited at all about killing the mandrill.

After pushing the front line to the predetermined position, he extremely calmly shifted his attention from the battlefield in front of him and looked at several other directions.

Jing Lei is silently accumulating strength, preparing for the next thunder strike.

Looking up and around, Zhong Cang soon discovered that there were still fierce battles in the other three directions.

The monks at the seventh level of Qi training prevented the other three monster leaders from breaking into the array of human monks.

But they were both at the seventh level of Qi training, and the monsters were known for their rough skin and thick flesh. This made it impossible for the three geniuses at the seventh level of Qi training to kill them in a short time.

Seeing this, Zhong Cang's cold eyes stared at the three monsters fighting.

This is to prepare to cooperate with the other three people to kill the monster.

The reason for doing this is that a few people are grasshoppers on the same boat, and the other routes are broken. Zhong Cang will inevitably face the situation of being attacked from both sides, which is very unfavorable for him.

The other is to kill the seventh-level Qi-training monsters. Each one has one hundred points. Killing them will also be good for Zhong Cang.

"Zi..."

Being able to advance to the seventh level of Qi training at this age, the strength of those Tianjiao monks should not be underestimated. This made the monster leaders put all their body and mind on the opponents in front of them and pay close attention to the ones beside them.

At the same time, in order to resist the monk's attack, the monster leaders also used their full strength.

These two situations made Zhong Cang very comfortable.

Wu Xia's focus on others gave Zhong Cang enough time to accumulate power and adjust the angle of Jing Lei.

And the strength exerted at full strength also makes the rhythm of the monster beast extremely violent. In this case, Zhong Cang can find the weak points of the monster beast faster.

In just a few breaths, Zhong Cang's eyes lit up as he took aim.

"found it!"

"Thunder, chop!"

At the same time as the words were spoken, Zhong Cang's sword finger suddenly pointed forward.

"Zi la!"

Following his actions and orders, the thunder on the Thunder Sword suddenly burst out. In the next moment, the entire Thunder Sword turned into a bolt of lightning, and instantly appeared on the battlefield between the monk He Ling and Mu Mandrill.

Because of its extremely fast speed, He Ling didn't notice it until the Thunder Sword appeared next to him, which made him tremble all over and startle him.

But soon, he discovered that the thunder was not rushing towards him, but speeding towards the wooden mandrill in front of him.

This scene made him feel relieved and doubtful.

"Whose flying sword is this, Yan Wenhua's or Song Hongzhe's? Are the two of them so strong? They can kill the leader of the monster so quickly and still have the time to support me?"

He was doubting, but soon, this doubt was suppressed by him. He Ling knew that the battle was not over yet, and he could not be distracted now.

"Forget it, no matter who he is, let's cooperate with Feijian and kill the wooden mandrill first."

After fighting the wooden mandrill in front of him for so long, He Ling had experienced firsthand the vitality of the wood monster.

It really can't be chopped down or killed.

He Ling had left large scars on Mu Mandrill's body several times, but after a few breaths, these scars would be restored by Mu Mandrill.

Such terrifying vitality made He Ling think that although the flying sword came with lightning and was difficult to dodge, this thunderous strike could not kill the wooden mandrill.

Therefore, he was thinking of besieging Mu Mandrill with Feijian.

But the next scene made him widen his eyes in shock.

"Chi!" With a sound, the flying sword as fast as thunder was nailed to the wooden mandrill's wooden body. Such an injury... was nothing. He Ling had done it before.

But what confused him was that the injuries he caused could be healed by Mudi in just a few breaths, but this sword nailed Mudi to the ground, nailing it to the ground.

"Is this...dead?"

"How can it be?"

He didn't understand why the wooden mandrill, which was famous for its vitality, died so easily.

And when he turned his head and looked in the direction of the flying sword, the shock on his face became even more severe.

"It's you!"