At this moment, all the enemy forces stationed in Wuyan Mountain have suffered a comprehensive and major blow, and more than a dozen foundation building monks dispatched by the Zhang family led their men to capture one location after another.

Its speed was as fast as wind and thunder, like a fire that completely enveloped the entire mountain.

Among these enemy forces stationed, there is no shortage of Xu, the Zhuji elders of the Shen family are in charge, but Zhang Jiasheng has a large number, even the newly promoted Zhuji disciples can completely rely on the numerical advantage to crush them.

Often one person has to face the attack of two people, and as soon as the time drags on, the Zhuji monks who came from other places to the Zhang family immediately join the battle, and the situation is even more reversed.

At this time, Zhang Luodi held a brush in his hand, two feet long, and the whole body of the pen was jujube red, and its hair was pitch black, exuding strong mana fluctuations under the injection of his mana.

This brush is called a dot pen, which is a second-grade mid-level magic weapon.

He held this little pen in his hand, swaying freely, his body changed, the pitch-black wolf swept the air, and the ink-like pen surged out.

Opposite him, a man wearing a square scarf held a long knife in his hand and attacked him violently, the light of the knife was wanton and brilliant, and it collided with the strength of the ink-like pen, making a cracking sound.

The man wearing a square scarf has a handsome face, and he is less than 100 years old, which can be called a good time in the life span of the foundation building realm.

His name is Shen Wanfeng, who cultivated in the early stage of foundation building, and was assigned to this temporary garrison two years ago.

At this time, Shen Wanfeng was holding a long knife in his hand, the knife was sharp, and the rolled up knife tore the surrounding air, and slashed at the handsome man in front of him.

Zhang Luodi held a pen in his hand, a cold color appeared between his eyebrows, and he waved the pen in his hand in a thousand ways, and the black pen strength was as terrifying as a galloping horse.

Shen Wanfeng saw that his offensive was blocked, and his heart was even more shocked and angry, he originally thought that the job assigned by the family was quite leisurely, and he could receive an additional two hundred spirit stones every month.

What I didn't expect was that someone rushed to attack today, and the person who came turned out to be someone from the Zhang family!

I have long heard that the Zhang family fought a beautiful victory in Xiyan Mountain a few days ago, annihilating the two elders of his family and nearly a hundred elites of the Qi Cultivation Realm.

Only Shen Ye escaped back, and he was also a sword cultivator, he admired Shen Ye to the extreme, and he was even more resentful of the Zhang family in his heart.

I thought that the Zhang family didn't have many days to jump, but I didn't think about it, and I dared to send monks to exterminate them, which was really bold!

"Why hasn't this support come yet?"

Shen Wanfeng secretly said angrily in his heart, although he was surprised that the Zhang family was able to cultivate a new foundation building monk, he still felt disdain in his bones, and even felt that the Zhang family was stupid.

Do you think you have cultivated a new foundation monk, so you dare to come here and try to reclaim the inheritance, or do you want to use this to get a credit and ask for a reward from the family?

Let you have no return today!

Zhang Luodi saw that this person's eyes flickered, as if he was a helper waiting for rescue, and immediately sneered and said: "Don't think about it, no one will come to support you, they are all unable to protect themselves at the moment." ”

Hearing this, Shen Wanfeng couldn't help but sneer: "The Zhang family has such a big appetite, and they still want to eat all this Wuyan Mountain, can they have this ability?"

The Diancang pen in Zhang Luodi's hand was attacking rapidly, and the dark pen was roaring into the wind, "This Wuyan Mountain was originally ours, why not take it back." ”

"Joke!"

Shen Wanfeng's footsteps moved, and the long knife in his hand inspired a brilliant sword, and slashed straight at the pitch-black pen.

The mana in Zhang Luodi's body poured out, and his right hand clenched the pen in his sleeve robe, and it was quickly pointed out like lightning.

The flowing water containing majestic mana rushed forward, colliding with the brilliant sword, and erupted into a strange roar.

The waves were agitated, the water droplets splashed in all directions, and the sharp sword rays were directly offset and annihilated in the air.

"The Zhang family is poor, what strength do you have to cultivate so many foundation building monks? ”

Shen Wanfeng said mockingly, he held the knife in both hands, jumped and slashed down at the top of the handsome man's head, and the sound of a sharp whistle was piercing for a while.

A flash of light flashed in Zhang Luodi's eyes, and the dotted pen in his hand swayed like ink, and countless pitch-black ink dots appeared in the air, blocking the sharp long knife from the outside.

A sonorous sound sounded, and even the sound of splashing water.

Shen Wanfeng's arm trembled suddenly, he turned around and fell from the air, kicked his right leg, and his body swept over with a fierce wind.

The long knife in his hand flickered coldly, which was terrifying.

Zhang Luodi smiled faintly, he held a pen in his hand, and the mana of his whole body converged on the magic weapon, and under the change, the water meandered, rippling mana fluctuations in the air.

"Go!"

He snorted coldly in his mouth, and the pen in his hand pointed at the figure that was about to pounce forward.

The roaring water contained terrifying mana, and with an overwhelming momentum, it rushed towards Shen Wanfeng.

Seeing this vision, Shen Wanfeng gritted his teeth, and the long knife he held in his right hand surged towards the angry waves in front of him, and slashed out a half-moon-shaped sword.

The sword shrieked and roared, dragging out a flowing tail light, colliding directly with the rushing water, stirring up a large spray.

Zhang Luodi looked coldly, his hand on the barrel of the jujube pen tightened, and it was sprinkled like ink.

In the air, six ball-sized ink beads shot out, penetrating a large area of torrential waves with lightning speed, and attacked Shen Wanfeng, who was originally about to accumulate strength.

Seeing this, Shen Wanfeng's scalp was numb with fright, he didn't have time to raise his knife and slash, and he was able to extinguish three ink beads the size of a ball, and the remaining three round black ink beads hit his right shoulder directly.

Puff puff......

Three bloody holes appeared in Shen Wanfeng's right shoulder in an instant, and the front and back were transparent, which made people feel horrified when they saw it.

Bang.

The long knife fell to the ground, Shen Wanfeng covered his wound in disbelief, looked at the handsome man not far away in a daze, and muttered, "How can this be ......?"

At this moment, a cry of joy came from not far away.

"Here we are!"

I saw Zhang Haoran come in with a group of monks, including several other foundation building monks, who had already wiped out the enemy forces stationed in Wuyan Mountain together, and then led the team to come.

Zhang Luodi smiled like a breeze, he stretched out his hand and gestured, and then the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile, looking at the elder of the Shen family.

Shen Wanfeng saw the people coming, and when he saw the few children of the Zhang family headed by him, the whole person was like seeing a ghost.

What did he see? There were seven foundation-building monks!

"This ...... This ......"

Shen Wanfeng's face was distorted and painful, but he still couldn't resist the doubts and horrors in his heart, he couldn't figure out how the poor Zhang family could still have the money to cultivate so many foundation building monks.

Could it be that the Zhang family has been hiding their strength?

A terrible thought flashed through his mind, and the sound of gasping cold air sounded in Shen Wanfeng's mouth from time to time, and the large piece of clothes on his right shoulder was stained red with blood.

"Isn't it surprised?"

Zhang Luodi took a step forward and chuckled.

"You ...... You ......" Shen Wanfeng's consciousness gradually blurred, his pupils gradually dilated, his mouth buzzed, and he didn't know what he was saying in the end.

With a thud, a corpse fell to the ground, a look of disbelief still on its face.

After Zhang Luo lost his first hand, he held a pen in one hand, and his face was light and light.

He could have brought one or two more Zhuji elders to take out this place directly, but he felt that it had not been long since he had just broken through, and it was best to experience it, so he deliberately asked Zhang Haoran to support other places.

And he himself led people to fight a battle with the elders of the Shen family.

"Big brother, how is this guy's strength?" Zhang Haoran walked forward and said with a smile.

Zhang Luodi raised his eyebrows and said softly: "It's okay, just practice." ”

"It's good to practice your hands. ”

Zhang Haoran scratched his head and said with a smile.

"We have successfully uprooted the garrison forces of six spiritual veins and a spiritual source mine, and we have also killed two Zhuji elders, one of whom is from the Xu family and the other is from the Shen family. ”

A crisp voice rang out, as beautiful as a nightingale.

The one who spoke was a woman with beautiful cheeks, his name was Zhang Qiuling, he was the third generation of the Zhang family, and he belonged to the Chengfeng lineage, that is, Zhang Fengjiu's seventh son, who had already sacrificed.

"Well, it seems that it's almost over, just wait for the head of the family to organize the finishing work. Zhang Luodi groaned.

"If you want me to say, this battle is really beautiful, it's so cool! It's the first time in all these years!"

Another man with handsome facial features smiled, his name was Zhang Yuhui, and he was also the third generation of the Zhang family, and he belonged to the Yanqing lineage.

"Yes, yes, yes! When I saw those enemies seeing us, it was even more ghostly, they never dreamed that we would have so many foundation building monks. ”

Zhang Haoran laughed.

The ninth-level cultivators behind them couldn't help but laugh in unison after hearing Elder Haoran's words.

As the participants in this battle, it can be said that they fought extremely freely, and the difficulty was much better than in previous years, and they had never felt so smooth.

I have been depressed for too long these years, and now I finally have the opportunity to crush with such strength, and all my faces are filled with joyful and relaxed smiles.

When Zhang Luodi saw this scene, he was also deeply moved in his heart.

After a while, he said solemnly: "The day has come when our Zhang family will rise strongly, and the entire Anyang County will tremble for us, and the blood of our Zhang family cannot be shed in vain!"

Hearing this, a look of determination appeared on the faces of the rest of the people, and the glorious future of the family seemed to be in front of them.