Mu Huaishan had not opened up the Purple Mansion for a long time, and there were still few fourth-order magic weapons on his body, only a fourth-order flying sword. The shield magic weapon sacrificed was only a third-order high-grade weapon, but in the face of the flying sword slashed by several people, his body shook, and as soon as he raised his hand, he released his defensive magic weapon, easily blocking several attacks.

At the same time, Zhang Zhixuan waved his sleeves, and the locust demon knife came out of his hand and slashed at Mu Huaishan's back.

After more than 20 years of cultivation, Mu Huaishan's injury was far from recovering, when he saw the locust demon knife attacking, he coughed in pain, waved his hands, and released a small blue light sword to block the attack behind him.

Before Mu Huaishan could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that Wu Xiangwen, Liu Zixuan and other seven or eight people also immediately attacked, and more than a dozen magic weapons instantly hit the shield magic weapons.

The shield magic weapon was bright with red light, conjuring dozens of silk threads, entangled the magic weapons that everyone called one by one.

And Zhang Zhixuan's offensive naturally couldn't stop, he reached out and wiped it on his waist and took out the Six Yang Demon Slayer Crossbow from the storage bag.

Zhang Zhixuan's mana is profound, far surpassing Feng Yuliang, the head of the Feng family. The Demon Slayer Crossbow used by him was far more powerful and handy than Feng Yuliang.

A thumb-thick golden light flashed behind Mu Huaishan, and it was extremely sharp through the red light emitted by the shield magic weapon.

Mu Huaishan's face changed, he didn't expect that among these foundation building period cultivators, there were actually fourth-order magic weapons to defend themselves.

He was a monk of the Hongshan Sect, so he naturally recognized the famous Six Yang Demon Slayer Crossbow.

He endured great pain and barely managed to avoid the vital point of his heart.

The golden light hit Mu Huaishan's body, taking away a large piece of flesh and blood. Mu Huaishan's chest left a hole the size of a fist, and the organs inside were clearly visible.

Mu Huaishan lowered his head and looked at his slowly beating heart, the sharp pain stimulated his nerves, and at this point, he finally panicked.

Mu Huaishan glanced at more than a dozen opponents, reluctantly raised a trace of mana, and prepared to flee immediately.

It's a pity that Qing Chan has been preparing for a long time, and with a wave of her hand, a black flag blocked in front of Mu Huaishan.

The flag emitted a faint black light, which instantly wrapped around Mu Huaishan's body.

"Yin Soul Artifact!" Mu Huaishan glanced at Qing Chan in disbelief, and hurriedly took out a soul suppression talisman from the storage bag to suppress his soul.

He is a monk of the Purple Mansion, and his soul is far beyond the foundation, although the soul attraction banner is weird, but the time to fix Mu Huaishan's divine soul is very short, just in an instant, Mu Huaishan reacted and cracked the effect of the soul attracting flag.

It's a pity that in this short moment, Mu Huaishan's rhythm was disrupted, and then the silver light flashed, and Su Hang, who had been waiting for a long time, also used his housekeeping spell.

The crescent-like silver light swept lightly, and with a single blow, it actually broke through the third-order shield sacrificed by Mu Huaishan.

This shield, blocking more than a dozen magic weapons in a row, was already overwhelmed, and Su Heng's spell was like the last straw on the back of a camel. With a single blow, he slashed a corner of the shield magic weapon.

There are more than a dozen foundation building monks in Taicheng County, including Zhang Zhixuan and Su Heng, who are masters whose cultivation is no less than the ninth layer of the foundation, plus the assistance of Wu Xiangwen and Zhang Leqian on the eighth layer of the foundation, and behind them are Qingchan and Liu Zixuan, who are the sixth layer of the foundation, even if Mu Huaishan is intact, everyone can win when they fight with him.

Although relying on the sneak attack, Mu Huaishan grabbed the first move and killed Wu Xiangjiao, but unfortunately, once he fought with everyone, the hidden danger of his injuries that had not healed immediately began to attack, and he immediately fell into passivity, and he was immediately overwhelmed.

The shield broke, Mu Huaishan's face ached, he gritted his teeth and took out a piece of jade talisman from his arms, he bit his middle finger, smeared the essence blood in his body on the jade talisman, and then pinched a magic trick. The jade talisman turned into a thick light shield, covering Mu Huaishan inside.

After Mu Huaishan opened up the Purple Mansion, he only treasured three fourth-order spirit runes, and many years ago he fought with Lu Hongniang, and he had already consumed two, and this jade rune was his last fourth-order spirit rune for self-defense.

"White Jade Tiangang Fu!" Seeing that Mu Huaishan took out the white jade talisman, Zhang Leqian had the most extensive knowledge in the spirit talisman, and immediately recognized this treasure.

Mu Huaishan's mana was insufficient, even if he couldn't fully exert the power of this spirit rune, it would be difficult for everyone to break the light curtain formed by the fourth-order spirit rune in a short time.

"Don't keep your hands, today is consumption, and you have to kill this person to avenge Wu Daoyou." Su Heng let out a loud shout and immediately threw out three third-order spirit runes.

With Su Heng as an example, the people below also sacrificed their treasured spirit runes, more than a dozen foundation building monks, each of them carried a few third-order spirit runes, such as the patriarch, Qing Chan, this kind of talisman maker, has more than ten third-order spirit runes on their bodies.

Everyone was ruthless, and more than a dozen third-order spirit runes were shot out in one go, and fireballs, ice blades, golden swords, and thunderbolts hit the white jade Tiangang talisman shield.

The white light emitted by the shield shook and crackled, and it looked a little overwhelmed.

Zhang Zhixuan's palm moved, and a golden knife appeared in the palm of his hand, he waved his hand covertly, and the knife was mixed with a few spirit runes, and slashed on the Tiangang shield.

Since the Battle of Feng Castle, more than half a year has passed, and Zhang Zhixuan's Heavenly Fire Golden Knife has been recuperated.

The Tiangang shield was attacked by dozens of third-order spirit runes, and the power had already been consumed by eight or nine out of ten, and when it was slashed by the Heavenly Fire Golden Knife, it shattered in an instant, turning into a stream of pure spiritual energy, and disappeared into heaven and earth.

By now, Mu Huaishan has already known that among the foundation building monks present, Zhang Zhixuan's methods are the most clever.

At this point, Mu Huaishan also reached the time when the oil ran out, and he barely stopped the blood loss in his chest. With a loud shout, a golden light the size of a thumb erupted from his mouth and hit Zhang Zhixuan, who had the highest means.

"This person's mana is profound, his character is decisive, he will definitely be a big disaster for the sect in the future, it is difficult for me to survive today, even if I die, I will remove a hidden danger for the sect." Mu Huaishan laughed and glared at Zhang Zhixuan.

This blow was his last desperate blow, and it was difficult for even a monk of the same rank not to be injured. Although Zhang Zhixuan's cultivation is high, he is far from being comparable to the Purple Mansion monks.

Even if you can barely survive, you will lose your path.

This golden light was the fourth-order magic weapon that Mu Huaishan had hidden to the end, and it was also his natal magic weapon. Even if he started with Lu Hongniang back then, because of the large gap in cultivation and the fact that it was not at the last moment, he did not let this magic weapon be exposed.

A sword pill hit Zhang Zhixuan like lightning, and Qing Chan, the patriarch and others behind him had no time to rescue, and they suddenly exclaimed, fearing that Zhang Zhixuan would kill the enemy if he was careless.

In the face of this instantaneous sword pill, Zhang Zhixuan sacrificed the Xuanjia shield in front of him, but unfortunately, this third-order high-grade shield was like a thin piece of paper, which was pierced by the golden light, and it was useless at all.