Around the body of the Gan family monk, flames rose to the sky, and he stubbornly resisted the slashing momentum of the black light and black hook, and at the same time, a golden mangish in the flames slashed towards Zhang Chuanhong like a streamer.

Among the monks in the late stage of foundation building, this blow can definitely be called "fast, accurate, and ruthless", almost faintly exceeding the upper limit of the monks in the late stage of foundation building.

Between the sword light conversions, Zhang Chuanhong had no time to turn back the flying sword to resist, he instantly threw out a green jade porcelain bottle that had already been pinched in his left hand, the porcelain bottle exploded, and a thick black poisonous mist suddenly rose to envelop Zhang Chuanhong.

This guy has liked to find strange things since he was a child, and there are many monks who use alchemy as a means of poison to attack, but with alchemy as a means of defense, this change is relatively rare.

Even most alchemists use defensive magic weapons.

The thick black poisonous mist spread sharply, eroding the surrounding rustling, and at the same time obviously contained extremely strong power, the streamer golden sword pierced into it, obviously receiving a lot of resistance, but after a slight delay, it suddenly penetrated, and a terrible scream suddenly came from the poisonous mist.

The ordinary-looking Gan family monk originally had a nervous look on his face, but when he found that his Heavenly Fire Golden Sword was still the same as in the past, killing his opponent with heavy damage, he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, and his mind relaxed.

Agni can refine real gold, and the cultivation of this golden fire attribute technique practiced by the monks of the Gan family is still average, but it contains an incomparably powerful attack supernatural power: the Heavenly Fire Divine Sword.

This extremely powerful killing spell has repeatedly become his killer weapon that can determine victory or defeat. As a result, a large amount of cultivation resources will be harvested, which in turn will speed up the progress of cultivation.

In his divine sense, he sensed that the Heavenly Fire Divine Sword had already slashed and saw blood, because the fire mana itself was also forcibly overbearing, and it was difficult to last, so the Gan family monk quickly took out the charm and put it on the black black hook in the air in front of him, which had already greatly reduced the sword power.

If you want to seal this sword, you can get this rare and sharp third-order high-grade flying sword.

However, at this moment, from the black mist that was dissipating in front of him, several small dark rays that were both fast and fast suddenly flew out.

This Gan family monk believed in his Heavenly Fire Divine Sword too much, and his spell had already been suppressed on the black light and black hook, and he was negligent for a while, and was hit by several dark rays one after another.

In addition to the first two that were bounced away because of the counterattack of the mana protection body around him, the remaining five were hit the Gan family monk one after another, and a strange feeling of soreness and numbness instantly spread throughout his body.

"Poisonous!"

"It's a nail through the bones!"

Instantly fell to the ground, the Gan family monk immediately hit the key point in his chest with a heavy hand, and at the same time used his mana to force out those poisonous nails, but in the process of persecution, he found that this matter was extremely difficult to do, and the term bone penetrating poisonous nails suddenly flashed in his mind.

At this time, the poisonous gas around Zhang Chuanhong gradually dissipated, and a flying snake was tied to his body, fierce and fierce, with wings on his side.

At this moment, the body was pierced by the golden sword, and it was also weak.

At the same time, Zhang Chuanhong himself is not having a good time, his poison defense, coupled with the fact that the flying snake meat he has cultivated is as strong as iron, can withstand most of the foundation building monk's spell attacks under the superposition. But I didn't expect the opponent's spell attack power to be amazing and terrifying.

Under the double defense, Zhang Chuanhong's body was still pierced, but he successfully deflected his own vital point with the double defense, and at this moment, blood gushed from his shoulder, and at the same time, because he was contaminated with the blood of the flying snake, he was also poisoned.

Fortunately, the injured is not the key point, the poisonous blood of the flying snake has its own antidote.

Taking back the flying snake with the spirit beast bag, Zhang Chuanhong took out the porcelain bottle and took out the pill, raised his head and swallowed two pills, and his originally pale face gradually recovered.

"Concession."

Zhang Chuanhong saluted with both hands, then took out a bottle of antidote to the bone poison nail, threw it to the Gan family monk who fell to the ground and was now paralyzed, and then turned around and returned to the Zhang family monk.

The blinding methods and small actions of the foundation building realm monks can't hide the eyes of Gan Wenzhe, Zhang Xiangshen and Zhang Lie.

But Gan Wenzhe was afraid of the strength of the Zhang family and didn't dare to make a small move, otherwise he could almost turn defeat into victory as long as he recited a reminder.

"Well done."

After Zhang Chuanhong returned, Zhang Lie reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

In fact, Zhang Chuanhong's injuries were completely acceptable, but from the overall situation of the family, he still defeated the monks of the Gan family with his own strength, which fell in the eyes of Zhang Xiangshen and Zhang Lie, of course, it increased favor.

"Pass the book, the second battle of this battle will be handed over to you." Zhang Chuanling said to Zhang Chuanshu at this time.

"Do your best."

Zhang Chuanshu saluted with both hands, and then the flying sword next to him was swept up, and he brought it to the field.

"Husband, you must win!"

Such a shout came from behind Zhang Chuanshu, but it was his little wife Wu Xiao.

Because he paid for today's sword fight, there would definitely be no mistakes, and his wife Xiao'er liked to be lively, so Zhang Chuanshu took it upon himself to bring her.

He has a face in front of Zhang Xiangshen and Zhang Lie, so no one will say anything about such a trivial matter.

On the side of the Gan family monk, after a moment of discussion, a handsome, elegant and gentle middle-aged man walked out, who, like Zhang Chuanshu, was also a cultivator at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building.

"Zhang family, Zhang Chuanshu, Taoist friends, please."

"Gan family, Gan Jingde, Taoist friends, please."

Different from Zhang Chuanhong and the Gan family monk in the last game, the two started to fight as soon as they came on the field, Zhang Chuanshu and the Gan Jingde in front of him exchanged their names before they each offered their own magic weapons.

In this process, Zhang Xiangshen keenly noticed that Wu Xiao's eyes fell on Gan Jingde from time to time, although she was also trying to focus on her husband, she still couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Alas, the barbarian girl is amorous but can't be dedicated, plus the book is too fond of her little wife, ...... go on like this" At this moment, Zhang Xiangshen's heart almost flashed with murderous intent.

But when he thought that the book would be painful because of his own practices, he had to press his mind down.

People have feelings, once this nephew almost died in order to save himself, and greatly damaged the path, Zhang Xiangshen has always felt guilty in his heart. Even if there is a decision, Zhang Xiangshen doesn't want Zhang Chuanshu to suffer.

But a large family like the Zhang family attaches great importance to face, which is the so-called etiquette, and one of them is that the woman who will take the red apricot out of the wall is sinking into the pond, claiming that she is sick and dead.

Zhang Xiangshen has already made up his mind at this moment, and after this incident, he will find a few aunts to accompany Wu Xiao and tell her about these rules of the Zhang family, so as not to really have something unbearable in the future.

And at this time, the fighting methods of the two foundation building monks in the front field had reached a fierce moment, Zhang Chuanshu's original Blue Blood Pill Heart Sword had been damaged in the Witch God Realm, and his current mouth was re-refined by Zhang Lie for him.

There are not many people in the entire Zhang family who are qualified to let Zhang Lie bother for him, but once Zhang Lie is willing to spend his heart for it, this person will get great benefits.

A cyan flying sword was controlled by Zhang Chuanshu, turning and killing like a green snake swimming, revealing fierceness in the mystery.

At the same time, there was a row of suspended third-order talismans next to Zhang Chuanshu's front body, with both offensive and defensive illusions, which was a typical fighting method for a monk with spirit stones.

Like Zhang Chuanhong, a monk who wants to go further in the future, because he wants to save the resources to exchange and assist in opening up the Purple Mansion spiritual objects in the future, and try to make money while trying to be frugal on weekdays, and Zhang Chuanshu has already given up the path, then his family will have a lot of dividends, and there is still a lot left for the daily luxury life of his husband and wife, and he never feels distressed when he buys talismans.

If a monk is poor, even if he has many spiritual runes in his hands, he often can't use them when fighting, because he has too little experience in using them.

And Zhang Chuanshu is obviously not like this, not to mention that each of his spirit runes exerts all its power, at least it can be used in key hands, which shows that at least it is not the first time to use it, and he can gain an advantage for himself in actual combat.

The Aoki Sword Technique, combined with the third-order fire talisman, the sword light of the green snake wandering away, when blessed by the spirit rune, was like a fire Jiao, and the momentum was several times more fierce, pressing the opponent to kill.

Gan Jingde is much poorer in comparison, since the beginning of the war, he has only had a cyan banner as a magic weapon, and only one spirit rune has been used to increase his speed.

It's just that the cyan banner in his hand is extraordinary, and it has been run-in to an extremely deep level with the monk itself, plus he is a wind alien spirit root monk, fast and fast, and the power of the spell is quite powerful, so he can always support it.

"Gan Daoyou, if you stop at this, then it is better to admit defeat as soon as possible, the exercises I have cultivated are the most rejuvenated, and you will definitely not be my opponent in the war of attrition."

In the mountains and forests in front of him, Gan Jingde was like a nimble mouse, constantly burrowing into the dense trees between the mountains and forests, so that many of Zhang Chuanshu's attacks fell into the air.

Although he was always on the offensive, Zhang Chuanshu also noticed that his mana had been consumed a lot, and his fingers lightly tapped on a talisman beside him, and at the same time said this in his mouth.

This is a magic symbol, a timpani echo symbol.

There is no direct attack power, but it can assist the user to lock on to the enemy monk, which is actually an ability similar to the ultrasound positioning of bats, it doesn't matter if the other party doesn't reply or not, it doesn't matter what you say, but you must speak.

Zhang Chuanshu chased Gan Jingde and rushed into the forest, using a timpani echo, and soon turned around suddenly, locking Gan Jingde's true location.

Although there is a big tree between the two, Gan Jingde, who is good at breathing, does not know that Zhang Chuanshu has discovered him, but Zhang Chuanshu knows where Gan Jingde is hiding.

Once again, he used a huge force, and an armor-piercing talisman was blessed on his flying sword, Zhang Chuanshu disguised himself as not discovering the other party, and was still searching, and then suddenly a sword was activated.

The cyan sword light was like a rainbow, directly penetrating the big tree that Gan Jingde was hiding in, nailing it to his body.

However, at the same time, Zhang Chuanshu, who was floating in mid-air, suddenly flew out of the grass under his feet, which was Gan Jingde's proud magic weapon Fengjiao Banner!

At this time, Gan Jingde was nailed back by the Blue Blood Pill Heart Sword, but he stared at the direction where Zhang Chuanshu was, and the next moment the wind formed a gust and suddenly swept towards Zhang Chuanshu.

"This is, formation!?"

With the wind blowing down the weeds, at this moment Zhang Chuanshu finally noticed the huge vermilion array under his feet.

At the same time, in my mind, I finally understood why Gan Jingde had been leading himself around this area before.

"It turns out that he is not limited to the scope of the fighting method, but is arranging the formation, I see!"

But at this time, it was too late to understand it, although this temporary arrangement could not be a big array, but Zhang Chuanshu and Gan Jingde were similar in cultivation, and the latter pressed all the divine consciousness mana on this blow.

With the wind Jiaoqi as the guide, the wind gathered and roared, radiant, blue light, and a large amount of wind power gathered turned into a cyan giant Jiao more than ten zhang long in an instant, and it swooped down with its teeth and claws vividly.

Just when Zhang Chuanshu frantically urged the anti-escape charm and wanted to resist it, in front of him, a tall young Taoist suddenly appeared, he stretched out his palm and grabbed it with five fingers, and the powerful cyan wind Jiao collapsed without a trace in just an instant.

"Amazing, it was arranged into a formation in such a short period of time, and Zhang also admired this formation attainment. In this battle, we lost. ”

Throwing the green flag in his hand back to the Gan family monk below with a pale face and blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, Zhang Lie pulled Zhang Chuanshu and turned into a ray of light and returned to the Zhang family.

"Husband, you're not hurt, are you?"

Wu Xiao ran out at this time and took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat for Zhang Chuanshu.

"It's okay, Xiao'er. Elder Yuan Lie made a timely move, and I was not injured. After speaking, Zhang Chuanshu came to Zhang Xiangshen and Zhang Lie, and said:

"The book is entrusted by the patriarchs and elders."

"It's okay, winning or losing is a common thing, and it's good to learn from the lessons."

"Patriarch Gan, this kind of fighting sword fighting, I think it will be of great benefit to the disciples in the clan, in the future, it may as well be held every few years, with the Zifu monks under the care, which can not only increase the experience of the juniors in fighting and sword fighting, but also increase their knowledge. Add a few additions every time, and it will be a great event. ”

Zhang Xiangshen was kind and said with great generosity.

"It is a great honor for my Gan family to be able to associate with a family like the Zhang family, so I will follow the words of Daoyou. Spiritual friends, the old man and you fight, some of them are big and small, in this way, I add two shops in Taihe City, if I lose this fight, I will lose to the Zhang family, and the Zhang family will not have to bet again, in fact, the Canglan herb is the Zhang family's medicine picking boy, although it grew up in our Gan family, but our Gan family has not found it for so many years, it can be seen that we have not enjoyed the blessing of this thing, this time we are actually unreasonable. ”

Gan Wenzhe, the ancestor of the Gan family, said very generously, and he also intended to make friends with the Zhang family, if he could climb the relationship of the Zhang family, what would it be to lose two stores?

"That junior, it's better to be respectful, and the next Dao method is to learn, please give me a lot of advice."

Zhang Chuanling turned into a retreat, flew out, and stood in the void, with a green robe and jade face, and a graceful demeanor.

In comparison, the dying Gan Wenzhe really doesn't have this appearance.

"Fellow Spiritual Daoists, please strike first, it's not good to fight with a child of your age, it's not good to be cheeky and attack."

Gan Wenzhe said.

If it was in the real fight, if there was an old ghost like the one in front of him, Zhang Chuanling would not believe a word, but at this moment, there were Zhang Xiangshen and Zhang Lie standing behind him, if Gan Wenzhe dared to play yin, the two behind him could directly screw off each other's heads, in this case.

Zhang Chuanling pinched the trick with both hands, and directly began to prepare a powerful spell that had been gathering momentum for a long time.

Seeing this scene, Gan Wenzhe was stunned for a moment, but after a while, he smiled bitterly, but he really couldn't interrupt.

In the process, the space around me gradually distorted.

When Gan Wenzhe came back to his senses completely, he found that he had appeared in a deep mountain valley, like a forest between stone pillars.

"Danyang Palace Thousand Machines Map? I didn't think you would be able to control this point soon after you took charge of this map. ”

If the Thousand Machine Diagram is used normally, it needs to be sacrificed, and then the enemy is covered in the formation, and the timing is very important, because the enemy may flee from the attack, and once it can't be covered, the power of the Thousand Machine Diagram will not be able to be displayed.

However, Zhang Chuanling's current usage is to use himself as a guide to directly involve the surrounding enemies in the formation, which is an advanced application method.

"Whew. The seniors praised it falsely, and the younger generations have nothing to do with their predecessors in their own cultivation, and only this Thousand Machines Diagram can still be used, of course, they can only rely on it. ”

At this moment, Zhang Chuanling's face was pale, and he sat sideways on the body of a puppet giant tiger, and around her, there was a group of expressionless and lifeless puppets, including archers, tigers and leopards, and giant sword swordsmen, and there were nearly a hundred of them at a cursory glance.

Originally, Zhang Chuanling's divine sense was simply not enough to support her to urge so many puppets at the same time, not to mention that she had to open the Thousand Machines Diagram.

However, the Thousand Machines Diagram Magic Weapon itself has the effect of improving the monk's divine sense and assisting him in controlling the puppet, although it is now limited to his value, Zhang Chuanling has not yet injected the blood soul and heavenly soul puppet into the body of the living soul, but it is just the nearly one hundred and twenty-third order puppets around her, and the pile is enough to pile down most of the monks of the same level.

"Hahahaha, the Zhang family monk is really extraordinary! It's a pity that the Three Corpse Demon Lord's divine sword slashed the old man to serious injuries back then, and he didn't have a chance to know my true means. With this whisper that I don't know whether it was self-deprecation or emotion.

One of Gan Wenzhe's palms suddenly stretched out, and he held it flat facing Zhang Chuanling.

"Snort" tore an entire sleeve around his arm, and his entire arm swelled as if inflated as the pieces of cloth scattered.

From the forearm to the palm of the hand, it instantly swelled to five or six times the usual size, and the skin was also stretched as thin as a cicada's wings, and even the blood vessels and green tendons in it could be clearly seen.

It all happened in an instant, and just as the strange arm attracted all eyes, a black light flickered, accompanied by a thick fishy smell.

With a "boom", Gan Wenzhe's entire arm suddenly fell apart, not like flesh and blood, there was no red rain in the sky, but a large number of black spots appeared. It was like a flash flood swept by mud and stones, impacting in the direction where Zhang Chuanling was.

Accompanied by the old man's slightly flat voice:

"The Taoist technique I am really good at is the technique of driving away spirit insects, the flying sword of the three corpses back then, the monks of the North Seventeenth Palace almost died when they received it, but I was able to survive successfully, relying on these spirit insects."

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