Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and after a short rest, the disciples of the Fan Sect were in a much better state than just now.

The tiredness was swept away in their eyes, and there was a little more brilliance.

Zheng Qiu walked forward, waved his arms, and said loudly: "Elders and disciples of the Fan Sect, let's go up the mountain!"

A large group of fat men let out an exhilarating cry and followed a slender teenager on the road to the top of the mountain.

The road to this peak is not fully repaired, some places have been paved with bluestone slabs, and in others it is still a loess path.

After walking for a while, a figure appeared on the side of the road ahead.

It was two men dressed in coarse cloth, squatting on the ground to level the dirt and spread the stacked stone slabs on the ground one by one.

Seeing so many people suddenly walking down the mountain, the two men stood up in surprise, wiped the mud from their palms and stopped to watch.

For these two ordinary people, the Fan Sect naturally had no hostility.

Elder Si Kun walked up to the front and shouted, "You two hurry down the mountain!"

The first sect in Harvest Town, the Fan Sect, came to drive away the enemy, and after a while, the blade did not grow eyes. ”

The faces of the two men changed greatly, and they quickly packed up their tools, scattered their legs and ran down the mountain, not even caring about the stacked stone slabs.

As the team continued on, they met one artisan after another, some building houses, some planing boards, and others chiseling rocks.

Among them, many ordinary women dressed in coarse cloth gathered to sew pennants and blankets to decorate the built houses.

Everywhere they went, the elders and disciples of the Fan Sect opened their mouths and drove them away loudly, letting these ordinary people leave the mountain.

At the same time, he also reported the name of the Fan Sect, so that these people could remember the characteristics of the Fan Sect of caring for ordinary people.

Zheng Qiu saw it in his eyes, but he didn't open his mouth to stop it, if Brother Roar was really on this peak, then everything that the Fan Sect was tossing now would be in vain.

If the foreign cultivators of this mountain peak were other people, then even if they fought later, they would be able to protect ordinary people from being affected.

After walking up for a while, Zheng Qiu and the group of Fan Sect came to the bottom of the stone cliff of the mountain peak, and the strips on the stone cliff turned out to be arm-thick hemp rope.

The hemp rope is tied to a wooden body, which is used by craftsmen to transport materials up and down.

Cultivators appeared on the edge of the cliff, supervising the work of the craftsmen and guarding the bodies.

The dress of these cultivators was similar to that of the scattered cultivators without sects in Fengshou Town, and it was estimated that they were also hired as guards.

The team of the Fan Sect combined with more than fifty people, and such a huge number naturally attracted the attention of these guards.

Immediately, two guards got on the body and pulled the rope to slide to the top of the cliff.

The other guards drew their weapons and leaned in to block the way of the crowd.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?"

Elder Si Kun, who was a fan of the Mortal Sect, untied the stainless steel long-handled spoon from his belt and slammed it on the ground, striking it with a crisp sound.

"The Fan Sect is here to drive away the enemy, I think you are all people from Harvest Town, get out of the way!

If we don't listen to persuasion, don't blame us for the ruthlessness of the blades of the Fan Sect. ”

Hearing that the other party's group of people were from the Fan Sect, more than a dozen guards burst into laughter, pointing and showing mockery.

The guards also laughed and said, "It turned out to be a fan sect, so imposing!"

"Hahaha, I've been driven back a few times, it's amazing!"

"I didn't expect that Fan Fan Sect would be so shameless, and he came to the door again and again to find trouble. Obviously the strength is not good, and he can't be driven away like a fly. ”

"It's you Fan Sect who should get out, if it weren't for the kindness of our boss, would your people still have the life to go back the first few times?"

"That's right, the boss shouldn't be soft-hearted, Fanzong Niu is used to it, and he has to beat hard to be obedient......"

The guards spoke sharply, and the elders of the Fan Sect turned blue and white for a while, and they couldn't help but take off the long-handled spoons they were carrying, ready to fight at any time.

An elder of the Fan Sect, who was unfamiliar to Zheng Qiu, stepped forward and raised the stainless steel spoon, pointed at the noses of the guards and shouted.

"Just by virtue of your cultivation, you are not my opponent of the Mortal Sect at all!

It's just that those few foreign enemies have a high realm and the fox and the tiger are arrogant, so I'll take you all down now, and then I'll go to those foreign enemies!"

With that, the Elder of the Fan Sect rushed forward, waved the handle of the spoon, and tapped the guards on the heads with the back of the spoon.

The elder was fat, just a big ball of flesh with short limbs, and he chased the guards with a flick on the ground, which looked very funny.

The cultivation of these guards is also very bad, they are all cultivators of the Qi Fetal Realm and the Imperial Qi Realm, how dare they confront the elders of the Fan Sect head-on.

They relied on their good body skills, and it was inconvenient to bully the fat man to chase people, so they circled in the open space.

A few of them also threw out hidden weapons such as throwing knives, iron darts, and iron projectiles, increasing the flight speed of the hidden weapons through their strength, trying to disrupt the attack of the fat elder.

Seeing this, several other elders knew that the battle could not be delayed for too long, and when the guards who reported the news returned, those few foreign enemy powerhouses would also arrive.

The Fan Sect came this time to fight a surprise attack, bullying the few people with more people, and knocking out those few foreign enemy powerhouses in one go.

If the foreign enemy powerhouses and guards were brought together, the difficulty of the battle would inevitably increase greatly, which would be detrimental to the Fan Sect.

So the elders ordered the disciples to attack together, and forty or fifty big fat men rushed forward in a hurry, dancing steel spoons and pounding wildly.

Zheng Qiu looked carefully, the move of the Fan Sect using the spoon was very strange, and it was different from the normal sword-type blade.

In addition to striking with the raised side of the spoon, they gather the energy into a ball, scoop it into the concave surface of the spoon, and then throw it out with a swing of the handle.

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Qiu understood the reason.

Throwing the qi ball out with a spoon consumes less qi than directly releasing the qi column bombardment with bare hands, but it can also achieve the effect of qi long-range attack.

For a low-realm cultivator like them, doing so would be able to prolong the duration of their combat power.

With so many people attacking, where could those guards resist, they were knocked to the ground one by one not long after, holding their heads and begging for mercy.

At this time, the two guards who had gone to the top of the mountain to ventilate and report the news hurried in.

Seeing the battle situation in the clearing, he immediately urged his strength and shouted: "Boss, it's these fat people, they have already started to hurt people!"

As soon as the guard's shout fell, an even louder voice fell from above the stone cliff: "Which gang of smashers dare to make trouble in Tazi Mountain, let grandpa and I educate them well!"

As he spoke, a brown light slashed down from the top of the hill and slammed into the middle of the clearing.

Stirring up rubble, smoke and dust, majestic and terrifying.