Zhang An did not choose to entangle the celestial master with Wang Wu and the others, but found the closest enemy to him.

His own family knows his own affairs, although he has successfully broken through to the realm of Gangqi, and he can also use the power of stones to use the means of shrinking the ground into inches, but it is far from enough to face a celestial master with these alone.

Especially if his cultivation is too fast, he can't exert his strength as freely as before, and when he recruits and changes his moves, he may leave a lot of flaws, if he is against the old man in the blue shirt, these flaws will only become the reason for his rapid defeat, if he is rescued by Wang Wu and others, and destroys their combined attack formation, he will become a sinner.

Now ten of the thirty people have been divided to entangle the blue-shirted old man, and the remaining twenty people have to face nearly eighty enemies and win the battle, and then support Wang Wu and the other ten people according to the situation, this task is not not heavy.

Zhang An thought that he would definitely not be enough to face the celestials, but even if he couldn't defeat other enemies even if he had broken through the gangqi, it shouldn't be a problem to help the people of Wangjia Village drag a few enemies.

The enemy who was stopped by Zhang An was covered in dust and looked a little embarrassed.

But Zhang An didn't dare to take it lightly, because this enemy was one of the few survivors of the first batch of enemies to rush into the shield array.

Although this enemy used a thick knife, the movement of picking up the black thorn was calm with a hint of lightness, and it was obvious that he had entered the house in terms of knife skills.

Such an enemy, where does Zhang An dare to despise it.

Seeing Zhang An stopped in front of him, the enemy did not hesitate at all, and slashed down with a knife.

Zhang An did not show weakness and used Zhanlu to pick the enemy's heavy broadsword, but when the two weapons collided together, Zhang An felt that the force of the shock transmitted from Zhanlu was extremely weak.

It seems that he has also comprehended the method of lifting weights like a light weight? Zhang An quickly changed his tactics, changed from picking to cutting, and wanted to use Zhanlu to damage the big knife.

But this enemy obviously already knew Zhang An's information, and he quickly retreated, unwilling to fight Zhang An.

However, he only noticed Zhanlu's sharpness, but ignored how Zhang An appeared on the battlefield just now.

When Zhang An saw the enemy retreating, he immediately launched a shrinking inch, appeared in front of the enemy, and stabbed out with a sword.

Zhang An came too fast, and the enemy's face couldn't help but change, and he had to use the big knife to put it horizontally on his chest to block Zhang An's sword.

The blow was unsuccessful, Zhang An was not annoyed, his right hand shook, and Zhan Lu turned into a black streamer and attacked the enemy one after another.

The enemy danced the broadsword, blocking the left and the right, and the heavy broadsword turned into a layer of silver light to envelop himself, intercepting all Zhang An's attacks.

The strong force fell on the enemy's broadsword with Zhang An's attack, and the enemy used almost all his strength to resist every time.

Seeing that Zhang An was stabbing with a sword again, the enemy swung the big knife with all his strength without thinking, blocking the path that Zhang An Zhanlu had to pass.

But Zhang An's sword is just a false move.

When the enemy swung his sword, Zhang An quickly retracted his sword and disappeared in front of the enemy's eyes in an instant.

Zhang An wielded his assassin sword.

Feeling a fierce killing machine coming from behind him, the enemy secretly screamed that it was not good, and wanted to turn around with his knife, but because this knife was swung with all his strength, he was a little slower when he retracted the knife, causing him to fail to turn around in time.

It is these moments of time that divide life and death.

Just when the enemy had just withdrawn his sword and was about to turn around, Zhan Lu had already stabbed deeply into the back of the enemy's heart.

The unprovoked Gang Qi rushed into the enemy's body with Zhan Lu, and then exploded.

The enemy's turning motion stopped.

Blood slowly flowed from his seven orifices, and he fell heavily to the ground, without any breath.

Zhang An put away his sword, lifted the secret technique, and glanced at the battlefield.

Wang Wu and the other ten people were well-founded, focusing on defense, and entangled the old man in the blue shirt to death, but as the anger on the old man's face became stronger and stronger, and the shots became heavier and heavier, I don't know how long I can hold on.

The remaining twenty masters were in small groups of five, and the four groups stood in four directions, southeast, northwest, and northwest, and the four groups echoed each other from afar, and they actually wrapped all the remaining enemies between the four groups.

In the face of the constant influx of enemies, the masters of Wangjia Village responded calmly, and for a while, the two sides were evenly matched, and there were no casualties for the time being.

However, when Zhang An scanned the battle situation, there were also people among the enemies who were always paying attention to the situation.

With a shout, nearly eighty masters erupted in unison, catching the masters of Wangjia Village by surprise, and a crack appeared in the encirclement.

Although the masters of Wangjia Village quickly sealed the rift, there were still nearly twenty people who showed their own means and took the opportunity to get out of the battle with the masters of Wangjia Village.

The three of them killed Zhang An, and the rest of the people all rushed towards Wang Wu and the others.

I can't let them disturb Wang Wu and them. Zhang An took a deep breath, and the assassin's sword reappeared.

It's just that in order to stop all the nearly twenty people, Zhang An just blindly pursued high speed at this time, did not restrain his breath, and used his qi to eliminate the strong wind caused by high-speed movement.

Therefore, the strong wind exposed Zhang An's location, so that the enemy could calmly deal with Zhang An's surprise attack.

Like a hurricane blowing on the field, Zhang An and nearly twenty enemies passed a move in an instant.

The momentum of the enemy's movement was interrupted by Zhang An, who shook his numb right hand, and the assassin's sword and the shrinking ground were used alternately, steadily stopping all the enemies.

This move seems to be majestic, but it has high requirements for Zhang An.

First of all, Zhang An had to control his rhythm, and the connection between the assassin's sword and the shrinking inch could not be interrupted, otherwise his continuous attacks would be interrupted immediately.

The second is to pay attention to the consumption of qi in the body, after all, Zhang An is only in the Gang Qi realm, not a celestial who can already integrate himself into heaven and earth, and can ignore the consumption of qi, if he exerts too much force, the consumption of qi is too large, and he can't hold the enemy for too long.

Third, it is a problem of physical strength, with the secret technique of the assassin's sword is a great burden on Zhang An's body, not to mention that at this time, Zhang An must not stop for a moment to shoot continuously, so this requires Zhang An's use of physical strength must be fine enough, every time he moves must be along the shortest distance, the strength of each sword should be just so that the enemy has to deal with it, but it leaves himself enough room to change his moves, just in case.

This was a severe test for Zhang An, especially since he had just rapidly improved his cultivation and was not yet able to control his strength freely.

At this time, Zhang Anxin had no distracting thoughts, and only had the idea of stopping all the enemies in his mind, and he used all his skills to desperately swim around the field.

Perhaps it was Zhang An's spirit that was concentrated enough, and his control of cultivation became more and more proficient.

All of a sudden, the field was full of afterimages left by Zhang An's high-speed movement.

But what Zhang An can do is only stop the enemy.

After all, all the enemies participating in the battle on the field are in the Gang Qi realm, and if Zhang An wants to win the battle, he must concentrate all his energy to deal with one person in order to win.

As time passed, Zhang An's breathing began to be short, the sweat on his body wet his clothes, and the action of taking out and closing the sword began to lose shape, and his grasp of qi and physical strength gradually declined.

He's almost at his limit.

However, Zhang An is proud enough, and he dragged nearly twenty Gang Qi masters for more than a quarter of an hour with the strength of one person, if he said it, Zhang An would definitely be able to gain a lot of admiring eyes.

But Zhang An himself has no thoughts of pride, he only knows that he can't hold on.

The masters of Wangjia Village and the enemy also accelerated their moves, obviously with the idea of ending the battle as soon as possible to support their own side.

However, compared with the ancestor Wang Qian, a famous general, who often has to form a team to capture the two immature celestial masters who sneaked out of the village on weekdays, and the masters of Wangjia Village who often train the art of combined attacks, although the enemy is also good at fighting in teams, the degree of concerted efforts is far less than that of many masters in Wangjia Village.

Especially when he saw that the nearly twenty companions who finally ran out of the encirclement were all stopped by Zhang An alone, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

The enemy was in such a hurry, and there were a lot of flaws when he attacked the master of Wangjia Village.

The masters of Wangjia Village naturally would not let go of such an opportunity, and after a few rapid screams, several enemies fell.

Although there were also several masters of Wangjia Village who were not lightly or seriously injured, they were immediately well covered by their companions, giving them enough time to heal.

Just when the morale of the masters in Wangjia Village was soaring and the enemies were becoming more and more impatient, Zhang An couldn't hold it at all.

He finally handed out a sword, forced an enemy back, and launched a shrinking inch, far away from the enemy who was faintly surrounding him, disarming the secret art, revealing his body.

Although Zhang An tried his best to remain calm, his slightly trembling right hand and legs, as well as his pale face, all told the enemy that Zhang An was almost exhausted.

Looking at the nearly twenty enemies who were attacking him in unison, Zhang An slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Just as Zhang An exhaled turbid qi, a large amount of pure qi and vitality gushed out from Zhang An's various acupoints, which quickly filled Zhang An's nearly dry meridians, pulling out Zhang An's fatigue.

While the enemy continued to approach Zhang An, Zhang An's face began to become rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his right hand and legs no longer trembled.

"Bell!" Zhang An raised Zhan Lu and fought hard with the enemy who rushed in front of him first, and then cast the secret technique again and disappeared.

The scene reappeared, Zhang An came and went on the field like the wind, and once again fought with many enemies.

This is the third ability that Zhang An got from the stone.

When cultivating, Zhang An could store a large amount of qi and life force in his various acupoints to supplement his consumption during battle.

However, as with the extremely gas-consuming shrinkage, this ability also has side effects.

That is, the stored qi and vitality can only be replenished by Zhang An once, if there is still a surplus after Zhang An is replenished, those qi and vitality will not return to the acupoint again, but will dissipate directly.

The battle between Zhang An and the masters of Wangjiacun and the enemy was at a stalemate for the time being, and the old man in the blue shirt saw everything in his eyes, and his heart was shocked and angry.

He really didn't expect that eighty masters beat twenty-one people, not only did they fail to win it successfully, not to mention, but they were also caught by the masters of Wangjia Village and knocked down several people.

But he was also very helpless at this time, although the ten people in front of him were just the realm of Gangqi, and any one of them was just an ant-like existence in front of him, but these ten people were obviously proficient in the art of military formation, and the breath of the ten people was connected with each other, and the advance and retreat were calm and orderly, obviously ten people, but they were unusually working together, as if they were one person.

What surprised the old man even more was that these ten people were quite familiar with some of the little skills of the celestials, and they actually blocked all the old man's attacks.

As a result, the battle between him and Wang Wu and others also reached a stalemate.

Just when Zhang An and others were fighting, Wang Hangju led the old and young women and children of Wangjia Village out of the tunnel.