Xu Yongyun and Shen Ye led their team to rush in with great momentum, and the monks standing on the city wall flew away with magic weapons in their hands and resolute expressions, fighting with the enemies.

Zhang Shaotian took out three yellow talismans from his arms, and after injecting mana, his sleeve robe waved violently, and the three yellow talismans flew over everyone's heads lightly.

"Born to fight!"

A majestic and heavy killing sound rang out suddenly.

The three tall giants in golden armor with solemn faces fell from the sky, and with a loud bang, they swung their fists and slammed into the enemy monks.

Zhang Shaotian was a little on tiptoe, and his whole clothes fluttered like a merry fairy, and his whole body emitted terrifying thunder and lightning and swept into the warring crowd.

"Zhang Shaotian!"

After Xu Yongyun stabbed a member of the Zhang family to death with a sword, he saw the figure flying away, and a fierce roar burst out from his throat.

A strong killing intent filled his heart, and he carried a long sword to kill all the way, threatening to kill that person on the spot, cut off his head and send it to the Zhang family's mansion.

Zhang Shaotian's body changed, the silver light of the folding fan in his hand flowed, and everywhere he went, there were the wails and screams of the enemy monks, and the sound of corpses slamming to the ground was endless.

He slapped it with a slap of his hand, and the lightning was uncertain, and the fierce wind bombarded the chest of a Qi cultivator, who was beaten to the point that he spat blood, flew backwards and fell to the ground, his chest dented and burned.

At this moment, Zhang Shaotian suddenly felt alarmed, and only felt that he saw a glimpse of a bright sword light suddenly lit up, and stabbed towards him.

The whistling sound that tears through the air fills the eardrums!

Zhang Shaotian's eyes were cold, and his body was lightning on one side, and he saw a silver-white thin line in front of him, which bloomed with brilliant light in an instant, and then slashed towards him.

The sword moves were ferocious, with monstrous anger, and the sword wind swept all around, even cutting the ground from time to time.

Zhang Shaotian's eyes burst into a ball of fine light, and the silver liquid of the folding fan in his hand flowed, glowing with a terrifying cold glow, and then collided with the sharp sword, making a burst of gold and iron clashing sounds.

The fire is shining brightly, and the energy is bursting.

Xu Yongyun's face was murderous, and he frantically used an awe-inspiring killing move, and his sword was impenetrable to attack the handsome man in front of him.

Zhang Shaotian frowned, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, the mana in his body poured like a river, and white lightning burst out from all around his body, shooting towards the man.

In his field of vision, several white lightning bolts contained terrifying power, slamming towards him.

Xu Yongyun did not choose to continue approaching, but retreated, the long sword in his hand bloomed with blazing light, and the changes in sword moves were dazzling.

The white lightning was extinguished by the sword, and it was annihilated in the air.

Zhang Shaotian's sleeve robe swayed, his right hand pinched, and the water snakes condensed by countless water droplets emitted strong mana fluctuations and struck violently.

The wind howled along the way, and several water snakes with waists as thick as an adult's arm were as fast as arrows, and they flew towards Xu Yongyuan in unison.

Xu Yongyun's eyebrows flashed, and the long sword in his hand was full of brilliance, and he vigorously slashed the water snake that flew towards him, exuding a terrifying power all over his body.

With a swipe, Zhang Shaotian rushed towards him like a flash, the thunder on the top of the folding fan was dazzling, and he poked at Xu Yongyuan with a cold expression.

Xu Yongyun's pupils contracted suddenly, and he blocked it with a horizontal sword.

There was a loud bang, accompanied by a thunderous flash of lightning.

Xu Yongyun only felt a suffocation in his chest, and his legs slipped backwards on the ground, and the horizontal ditch along the way sank a few inches, and the distance was nearly six zhang before he suddenly stagnated.

A trace of red blood flowed down from the corner of his lips, and Xu Yongyuan's eyes showed a thick color of jealousy.

Zhang Shaotian's steps retreated two feet, and he looked at the other party calmly.

In this engagement, the role of the three Yellow Turban wrestlers is undoubtedly huge.

The enemy numbered less than fifty before the city gate was breached, and after this fierce battle, there were less than twenty at this time.

And the number of children of the Zhang family who resisted was still more than 80 people.

Shen Ye's face was hideous, he stabbed into the body of a member of the Zhang family, and then raised his right arm and slashed violently, the person was like tissue paper being torn into two pieces, and a rain of blood fell.

At this time, a yellow turban wrestler several meters tall stepped on a heavy step, shaking the ground and trembling constantly, and it let out a low cry from its mouth, "Born to fight!"

The sandbag's big fist was clenched, with terrifying might, and it smashed towards Shen Ye's head with great force.

"Just a talisman, and dare to attack me?"

Shen Ye's face was cold, he held a terrifying scimitar, and his footsteps slammed out to the right, and the ground was directly stomped into a broken pit, and the knife wind roared fiercely, slashing head-on.

Bang!

The sound of an air explosion sounded, echoing through the air.

The Yellow Turban Lux shook his body by this force, and his steps retreated.

Shen Ye sneered, and launched an attack with a knife, slashing one after another, slashing fiercely at the hard arms of the Yellow Turban Lux.

For a while, sparks flew everywhere, and a sonorous sound fell on people's hearts.

The other two Yellow Turban wrestlers fought with the other two early foundation monks.

One of the men with a rough face held a hammer in his hand, which was covered in dark gold, which was a second-grade mid-level magic weapon, named Feiming Hammer.

At this time, he held a heavy hammer in his hand and slammed it against the fist swung by the Yellow Turban Lux, and a trembling sound sounded.

The other is a man of short stature, and the magic weapon in his hand is a dagger, which is also a second-grade mid-level magic weapon, known as the fine wave dagger.

He is not good at hard encounters, but his body is constantly dodging, and then he stabs out like lightning to find a gap, and the knife light is extremely sharp, and it stabs straight into the body of the Yellow Turban Lux.

With the containment of these three Yellow Turban Warriors, the number of remaining Qi cultivators on the enemy side was scarce, and they soon fell into the side that was surrounded and suppressed.

At this time, those enemy monks only felt exhausted, they had experienced the first few waves of attacks, and then to the current fight, and there was not much mana left in their bodies.

In addition, the children of the Zhang family, who had to deal with several times more people than them, were desperate one by one, and the original fierce and domineering appearance was gone, replaced by unwillingness and horror.

Among these people were the monks of the Xu and Shen families, but no matter which side they were, they were extremely arrogant in Anyang County before that.

After all, the Zhang family was disabled, and the Su family chose to endure it, and with the cooperation of the two families, the remaining small gangs were not worth mentioning at all, so they walked on the street one by one over the years, and they couldn't wait to raise their nostrils to the sky.

But now, they're scared.

Originally, today, these children of the Zhang family who came to support were the ones who were taken as prey, and they still wanted to kill happily and slapped the Zhang family in the cheek.

What they didn't expect was that from the failure of the layout at the beginning, to the current fight, they were beaten from a team of two hundred monks to less than twenty.

Frightened, angry, unwilling...... These emotions are in my heart.

A monk of the Xu family's eyes widened, and under the joint efforts of the two, he became a cold corpse.

Another monk of the Shen family couldn't dodge, and was slapped on his body by the layers of palms, vomiting blood in his mouth, and fainted.

The clansmen of the Zhang family used their numerical superiority to cleanly kill these invading enemies, and the blood stained the ground red, and it was a fishy smell.

Except for the remaining foundation building monks, the rest of the enemy's Qi cultivation monks were all corpses, without a trace of breath.

A four-foot sword slashed at the body of the Yellow Turban Warrior, and only a broken yellow talisman fell lightly to the ground.

Shen Ye looked at the surrounding battle situation, and his heart sank, all the family monks on his side died here, and it was the Zhang family who had been overwhelmed by them all these years that caused all this!

"Despicable thing! How dare you!"

Shen Ye's forehead was bruised and bulging, and his eyes were about to split, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, his whole body exuded an awe-inspiring killing intent, and he rushed into the crowd with the majesty of a tiger descending from a mountain.

After the previous battle, as a mid-foundation building monk, his physical strength and mana have decreased a lot, so even in the case of anger, the strength he has exploded is not as high as in the past.