The fierce battle of hundreds of monks made people tremble to watch, and the incessant sound of popping filled the eardrums, and even the surrounding air made people feel extremely turbid.

Countless colorful lights collided with each other, and various magic weapons launched a dreadmill attack, and for a while, the smoke and dust were filled, and the flames that soared into the sky were everywhere.

In the team of monks of the Taixu Sect, except for those well-trained and well-equipped Qi training elites, the most terrifying thing is its elders, none of them have a cultivation level lower than the middle stage, and their overall strength can be described as strong.

This kind of pressure made the Zhang family dare not have the slightest support, and many children urged the battle items given by the head of the family to resist this threat.

"Born to fight!"

A voice full of majesty and majesty suddenly sounded, falling on the ears of many monks of the Taixu Sect.

Everywhere, the Yellow Turban Lux, who is nearly five meters tall, has a solemn face, and his body is flowing with brilliant golden light, and he punches the enemy with heavy steps!

Like this kind of talisman on the market, once it appeared, it was robbed, and the children of the Zhang family who participated in the war threw out eight at once.

In other words, there are eight cultivators who have reached the early stage of foundation building and the Yellow Turban wrestlers have joined the battlefield!

Further back, in the gap of the fighting method, a three-head-tall earth armor monster suddenly appeared, their eyes were royal blue, and their bodies were made of hard dark stone.

The earth armor monsters that gave countless Qi cultivators a headache turned out to be a hundred here!

All of them brandished their heavy fists, and at the behest of the caster, they all blasted at the enemy fiercely.

Although his body is relatively sluggish, he can win with high defense, and he can't be defeated by sharp flying swords and spells for a while.

And the Qi cultivators of the Zhang family are holding magic weapons in the back and ready to attack, as long as they see the right time, they will attack with their heads and faces.

Those enemy monks who fought against them were very embarrassed by this style of fighting, but they were experienced in a hundred battles, and while noticing that the opponent was both offensive and defensive, they quickly used their mana shields to resist.

Countless sword qi sneered in the air, dazzling blades of light collided one after another, and a series of explosions and explosions seemed to rise in everyone's hearts.

The streets below were shattered, with collapsing buildings occurring, winds blowing and dust filling the sky.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, it was basically reduced to a fighting battlefield for this group of hundreds of monks.

Zhang Fengqing's long hair fluttered, at this time, he gritted his teeth, and the Xueliang long sword in his hand quickly changed his attack, and the sharp roar brought by it was very terrifying, but in today's environment, it seemed insignificant.

Fighting against him was an elder of the Taixu Sect in the middle stage of foundation building, his face was hideous, and his palms set off a powerful and terrifying force, and then he struck out a Dao palm.

A flash of sword light was like a silver dragon flying away, rushing away with awe-inspiring might.

The Dao Dao Palm dragged the long tail light, blasting the silver dragon into annihilation, and the remaining attacks were extremely reluctantly blocked by Zhang Fengqing.

He was so shocked that his right hand holding the sword trembled.

Sure enough, it is still a gap in cultivation.

In the early stage of foundation building against the middle stage of foundation building, even if Zhang Fengqing cultivated a new sword technique, the time was still too short, and the results achieved were still limited.

A touch of coldness appeared between Zhang Fengqing's eyebrows, and he vigorously slashed out a brilliant and dazzling sword, and then his body retreated sharply and quickly opened the distance.

"Taste this!"

He held a dark-colored talisman between his two fingers, and the mana in his body poured into it.

This rare soul talisman drained more than seventy percent of the mana in Zhang Fengqing's body at once!

"Go!"

Zhang Feng snorted coldly and played out this dark-colored talisman.

The elder not far away had just slapped out the brilliant sword with both palms and was about to launch an all-out attack, but his eyes were immediately attracted by this dark rune.

In the field of vision, a general in heavy armor appeared, holding a simple spear in one hand and riding a hideous skeleton horse under his crotch.

A desolate and awe-inspiring murderous aura rushed to his face, making the face of the elder who had just wanted to attack change greatly.

The heavy armor was mottled, but it still exuded strong mana fluctuations, and the heavily armed general soul only left a pair of dark green eyes, cold and indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

"This ...... It's ......"

At this moment, the elder felt the mid-stage cultivation of the foundation emitted by the soul, and he was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

Could this be true, is it the legendary long-lost soul talisman, isn't it said that there are no monks who know how to refine it?

The Zhang family, how did this local family force that looks at Kyushu get it?!

At Zhang Fengqing's signal, this general rode a hideous skeleton horse, holding a simple spear in one hand, carrying the might of a golden iron horse, and rushed towards the elder who was still shocked.

"Not good!"

The elder felt a sense of crisis and hurriedly met the attack.

The soul of the desolate and murderous body held the spear and stabbed straight at the enemy in front of him.

The light of the guns was dim and flickering, and even the air around them along the way was pierced, and the sound was terrifying.

Thundered......

The majestic palm and the spear light collided together, creating strong energy fluctuations.

Zhang Fengqing saw the opportunity, flew into the air and stabbed it, the whining wind was terrifying, and the sharp sword qi was agitated.

On the other side, Zhang Gouyan desperately swung out the chain and whipped at the enemy monk, but he had no choice but to cultivate one step apart, and he was almost suppressed to death.

Simply, an elder of the Su family joined the battle and helped him delay a little time.

Zhang Gouyan also took advantage of this time to also play another soul talisman.

The summoned general rode the skeleton horse, and with the intent of killing the cold, he rode the skeleton horse and rushed away.

This group of Taixu Sect's Qi Cultivation Elites, each of them was equipped with powerful elemental talismans, and when they realized that it would be difficult to break the defense line composed of stone armor monsters cast by a head of dark stone, they beat the talismans out one after another.

All kinds of crackling thunder and lightning, as well as pillars of flames that swept out, and water snakes that roared away.

The hundred-headed stone armor monsters were shattered by the surging attack, and then turned into brown light and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It is worthy of the regular team of the Taixu Sect, and the powerful elemental talisman was distributed to this group of sect disciples, and it was easy to be scattered by attacking like this, and the shield condensed by simply using mana was easily dispersed.

Thanks to the 100-headed stone armor monsters used to defend against them, the Zhang family monks who were hiding behind were much less impacted.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, many disciples of the Taixu Sect rushed quickly with magic weapons in their hands, and at this time, they were experienced in combat, and all parties still maintained the habit of forming a mana shield with a few people in front.

This is to ensure that the enemy does not unleash a killing move, or that a powerful talisman is thrown at them.

Such a lineup can further resist the sudden fierce attack, reduce the impact of power, and the monks behind can react quickly.

At this moment, some of the children of the Zhang family cast the Soldier Soul Talisman, agitated the mana infusion of the whole body, and then hit the front.

"It's ......"

A thought invariably flashed through the minds of this group of Taixu Sect disciples.

In their eyes, a soldier soul in heavy armor appeared, and they were also fully armed, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

"Kill!"

With the roar of those Zhang family monks, fifty soldiers, like soldiers, picked up the big knives that flashed coldly, and rushed towards them with vigorous bodies.

Many sect disciples were surprised in their eyes, and they had no choice but to use their magic weapons against the soul of the soldiers who exuded a killing intent towards this group.

A series of sonorous symphonies constantly echoed in the air, mixed with the sound of several spells.

The monks of the Su family, who were also fighting against the team of the Taixu Sect, noticed that the Zhang family team as an ally had such strong financial resources, and their hearts could be described as turning over the river and the sea.

Now that they are grasshoppers on a rope, they must attach great importance to this battle, so they have no shortage of talismans with good power.

But compared with the Zhang family next to him, it is extremely shabby.

As soon as people shook their hands, there were eight talismans that could summon Yellow Turban wrestlers, one hundred talismans that summoned earth armor monsters, and the rare fifty talismans of the Soldier Soul and two talismans of the Soul.

Is this something that ordinary local family forces can afford?

It's too generous, isn't it?

How could such financial resources be so miserable in the past 20 years? Could it be that it has always been fake!

But the loss is real, what is going on?

In this great battle, there is no doubt that the people who will decide the victory will definitely be the people who have cultivated the highest.

At this time, Zhang Zixian clenched the bright sky ruler that emitted brilliant light, and looked coldly at Elder Lin who was holding a wooden sword in front of him.

The two had just experienced a short fight, and they suddenly had a rough measure in their hearts.

Elder Lin glanced at the other people's fighting techniques out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly a flash of essence light passed from his eyes, and the sword intent all over his body poured out wantonly.

"What is the origin of the Zhang family in Anyang County......?

A thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

"Today, you will all die. Zhang Zixian chuckled.

These words sound very bland, but the killing intent contained in them is extremely obvious.

"A small local family dares to be so rampant!"

Elder Lin snorted coldly, and the brown light of the wooden sword in his hand suddenly flourished, and a powerful power was revealed.

I saw him slash away with a sword, and the nine-zhang long sword carried the sound of breaking the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the gentle man not far away.

Zhang Zixian punched out the open space ruler in his hand, and this ruler with golden waves engraved with it emitted a dazzling brilliance and bombarded each other violently.

Loud explosions!

Elder Lin's face was full of murderous intent, and he seemed to step out lightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place, accompanied by a large broken pit in the same place.

An illusory figure is divided into many afterimages along the way, which is unpredictable.

Zhang Zixian could feel that the wind around him suddenly became stronger, mixed with an awe-inspiring killing intent.

The ordinary wooden sword, but it emitted terrifying mana fluctuations, and struck towards his skull.

"Interesting. ”

The mana in Zhang Zixian's body flowed endlessly, and he dodged the sword blow with his feet on the floating shadow, and the whole person came and went freely like a breeze in the mountains.

"Huh?"

Seeing that the target disappeared all at once, Elder Lin was secretly surprised in his heart what kind of body method this was.

He followed his gaze, and an unconcealable anger rose in his chest.

I saw Zhang Zixian standing on an eaves, looking at himself condescendingly.

Shame! Could it be that the sect's style is not comparable to such a low local family power?

Elder Lin shouted angrily, holding the wooden sword in his hand, he stepped away, his body was like a flashing light, and when he aimed at the target, he pointed straight out with a sword.

The fierce sword qi that was almost condensed as a match hit Zhang Zixian at once.

The figure shook again, and more than half of the house was suddenly blown up by this sword aura, and the splashing sword qi pierced the shattered walls with thousands of holes.

Seeing that the target was easily dodged again, Elder Lin was so angry that his eyes were about to erupt with anger, his eyes were tightly locked on the long figure, and he used his mana to urge the body method to follow.

At this time, the two figures flashed in many places one after another, and from time to time there was a concussive sound of the collision of the wooden sword and the Ming Sky Ruler.

Dazzling, virtual and real.

In another place, Zhang Haomeng can be said to be extremely happy, and his opponent is undoubtedly the same tall tarot.

These two people belong to the category of force cultivation, and they are also taking the path of refining the body, and the competition between the two sides can be called extremely violent, fists and fists are opposed, and there is no trace of hindrance.

However, Zhang Haomeng is still a little behind in terms of cultivation, and Tarot is in the late stage of foundation building.

Rao is like this, his fist is still like a rainbow, and his clenched fist has the power of swallowing mountains and rivers, and it slams away like a torrential rain.

Tarot gritted his teeth, his arms muscles bulging, and each punch he struck out was like an arrow from the bow, mixed with the sound of tearing, whizzing out.

Bang bang bang......

The sound of dense fist collisions was very dense, and the flattened air ripples continued to explode.

Such a scene makes people palpitate.

As if they had been discussed, the two of them used the strongest strength in their bodies and smashed them out.

The fists faced each other, and a circle of air ripples erupted, and the frenzied waves of qi slapped in all directions.

Zhang Haomeng and Tarot distanced themselves at the same time, and then stared at each other tightly.

"Hmph, it's quite supportable!" Tarot's face was fierce, and he spat on the ground, his tone containing a strong ferocity.

Zhang Hao suddenly loosened his fist, which was a little sour, and said with a smile: "If I were in the late stage of foundation building, I would be much stronger than you." ”

As soon as these words came out, Tarot, who was already angry, was even more annoyed, and his whole body was so angry that his lungs were about to explode!

The elder of his own dignified Taixu Sect, who cultivated as a force cultivator in the later stage of foundation building, I don't know how many monks have died in his fist over the years, and he can be said to have confidence in his own strength.

But now, the monk of this local family has actually insulted his pride for so many years, and this person is still lagging behind him in terms of cultivation.

Such a shame, so that Tarot can bear it?

"I'm going to kill you, crush all the bones in your body!" Tarot said word by word, squeezing between his teeth.

A majestic momentum swelled suddenly, with him as the center, the ground within a radius of five zhang shattered, and pieces of broken masonry were lifted in the wind, and then exploded into powder.

A white mist of light flowed out of his body, and the whole person seemed to be more than a foot taller, and his muscles bulged suddenly.

Compared with the previous majesty, the current tarot is more like a fierce madman, and his rough face is full of hideous and cruel killing intent.

He opened his white teeth and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Boy, you will pay with your life for what you say. Tarot smirked.