Chapter 25: The Battle of Fangshi (III)

Just as he closed his eyes and waited for death, his body shook violently, and he heard a miserable cry. He opened his eyes and found that his fifth brother Zhang Zhicheng had died on the spot, with a pool of blood on his head.

The reason why he was able to escape was because he was pulled by his ninth uncle Zhang Mengquan and escaped.

The fifth brother stood behind him, less than a foot away, and the bright red blood sprayed everywhere, especially Zhang Zhixuan's back and shoulders, which were already splashed with spots.

A living life died on the spot, and the fifth brother who was still talking to him the moment before died on the spot, which made Zhang Zhixuan, who was still in shock, feel the impermanence of the world.

The first time a relative was killed, he finally felt the cruelty of the world of immortal cultivation.

But the fierce battle continued, he had no time to feel sentimental, and could only be more cautious.

Zhang Zhixuan calmed down and suppressed the panic in his heart. He only heard his uncle Zhang Mengyuan shouting: "Be careful of flying needles attacking. Those who can defend against magic spells should release magic spells first to add an aura shield for themselves. Flying needles focus on surprise attacks, but most flying needles are not powerful and it is difficult to break the magic shield of the cultivator."

Zhang Zhixuan looked carefully and found that the cultivator who attacked was not very old, only twenty-one or twenty-two, but his cultivation was quite good and he had already reached the fifth level of Qi training.

This cultivator was the son of Guo Tongshan, the young man named Guo who opposed the attack on the market in the valley.

He had no time to feel sad. He glared and used his best trick.

Two talismans flew into the air.

This was a pair of emerald green wooden talismans. A golden knife shot out from the wooden talisman, like a flash of lightning, and slashed directly in front of the young man.

The young man was shocked, but his experience exceeded Zhang Zhixuan. He suppressed the panic in his heart and immediately used a tortoise shell magic weapon.

The tortoise shell turned slightly and turned into a three-foot-long shield, blocking the young monk.

This tortoise shell magic weapon is a relatively rare defensive magic weapon, but unfortunately it is of a low grade, only a second-level medium-grade one.

The golden knife wooden talisman that Zhang Zhixuan sacrificed is already a second-level upper-grade spiritual talisman, and the sealed golden knife technique is quite powerful, no less than the full-strength attack of a ninth-level Qi training cultivator.

The golden knife slashed on the tortoise shell, leaving a long knife mark, and almost cut the tortoise shell magic weapon in two.

The young monk had no time to breathe a sigh of relief, and saw a thunderbolt coming from another wooden talisman.

With a loud bang, a fire thunderbolt hit the tortoise shell directly.

The second-level medium-grade tortoise shell resisted two second-level upper-grade spiritual talismans in succession, and it had long been overwhelmed and immediately broke into several pieces.

After breaking the enemy's defensive magic weapon, Zhang Zhixuan immediately took advantage of the victory and quickly sacrificed his green bamboo sword.

The Cuizhu Sword flashed with spiritual light, slicing through the air quickly, and directly cut the defenseless boy into two pieces.

Guo Tongshan and the other four late Qi training cultivators had suppressed Zhang Mengquan and the three late Qi training cultivators.

Originally, he let his son attack by surprise, thinking that it was a sure thing, and he could easily kill one or two mid-Qi training cultivators, and then he would have a sure chance of victory.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhixuan had a higher cultivation level and a pair of powerful second-level top-grade wooden talismans in his hand. This level of talismans, in the hands of late Qi training cultivators, can also be considered a very powerful killer.

These wooden talismans all seal powerful spells. Although they can only be used once in a battle, they can only be used three times in total.

But the value is already quite expensive. The wooden talisman that can only be used a few times has cost hundreds of spirit stones. The value of a pair of wooden talismans is no less than that of a second-level top-grade magic weapon.

Seeing his son with a bright future die in front of his own eyes, Guo Tongshan was furious. He frantically took out a thumb-sized black bullet from the storage jade box on his waist and threw it fiercely at Zhang Zhixuan.

"Be careful, it's the Fire Thunder Bead." Zhang Mengquan, who was experienced, was shocked and shouted immediately.

The Fire Thunder Bead is also a disposable magic weapon. Its grade is already three-level. It seals a fire thunder, and its power is much greater than the thunder talisman in Zhang Zhixuan's hand.

Even a cultivator in the foundation-building period would not dare to take it head-on without a good defensive magic weapon.

Hearing Zhang Mengquan's words, Zhang Zhixuan immediately used the light body technique, jumped up with all his strength, and then jumped behind the house of Lingcao Pavilion.

There was a loud rumbling sound.

As if a thunderbolt had struck his head, Zhang Zhixuan's ears were buzzing and his mind was in a mess.

Zhang Zhixuan shook his head violently to make himself more sober, then pushed away the broken bricks and tiles on his body with force, turned around and saw that the house of Lingcao Pavilion had become a ruin.

More than a dozen monks of the Zhang family nearby were also killed and injured. As far as Zhang Zhixuan could see, he found the bodies of three monks of the Zhang family.

The two monks fought, and in just half a quarter of an hour, there were already casualties.

In an instant, right in front of Zhang Zhixuan, the family had lost four monks.

"Zhang Zhixuan, Zhang Zhixuan! You were so proud just now, but in the blink of an eye, your fifth brother, seventh brother, eleventh brother, and twenty-third uncle died at the hands of the enemy. The cruelty of the struggle between cultivators can be seen. So, no matter what, even if you defeat your opponent, you must not be complacent, lest your opponent turn the tables. After all, the methods of cultivators are mysterious and strange, and you can never be careless. You should completely abandon the thinking habits of your previous life. Now is not a peaceful earth, but a cruel and bloody world of cultivation." Looking at the dead clansmen, Zhang Zhixuan felt a sense of emotion. He glanced around and found that Jiu Bo and others had dispersed and each stopped an opponent. After the fierce melee just now, Zhang Mengquan and the three late-stage Qi training cultivators stopped an enemy each. Guo Tongshan was eager for revenge, so he let the most powerful Zhang Mengquan pass and rushed towards Zhang Zhixuan. Unfortunately, he was entangled by four Zhang family cultivators. Although the four had low cultivation levels, only two were in the early stage of Qi training and two were in the middle stage of Qi training, but two fists could not defeat four hands.

Although the four had low cultivation levels, they still tightly entangled Guo Tongshan.

Zhang Zhixuan summoned the flying sword and slashed at Guo Tongshan fiercely. He looked at the crowd and found that two people were missing, so he asked: "How are the twelfth brother and the twenty-second uncle?"

"They are buried in the ruins. Now it is unknown whether they are dead or alive. Fourteenth brother, don't worry about him first, kill the old dog Guo Tongshan first."

The speaker was a middle-aged cultivator in his forties, Zhang Zhixuan's second brother, Zhang Zhiwen, who had already reached the fifth level of Qi training.

Guo Tongshan was considered a hidden line of these bandit cultivators lurking in Taicheng County. As the lowest-level cultivator of a small family, he usually kept a low profile.

Even if he met a young and low-level cultivator like Zhang Zhiwen in the market, he never dared to put on the airs of a senior, but instead flattered him.

This is such an old man who is usually servile and fawning.

Once he turned against him and killed people, in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen cultivators of the Zhang family died and two were seriously injured. Such a price was directly unacceptable to Zhang Zhiwen, who was usually smooth sailing.

So he called on Zhang Zhixuan to take action, while he almost only attacked and did not defend, revealing a flaw.