Chapter Twenty-Seven: Shot

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the scorching sun made people sweat, and no one spoke out loud, quietly looking at the three Chongyang faction members above the sky.

The heat was suppressed, the stillness was suppressed, the breathing was suppressed, and everyone understood that they were not good at coming.

They didn't respond for a long time, as if they were discussing something, and the people in Zhangjiatun also understood that after discussion, it was decided, whether it was war or peace? They waited in depression.

The breeze blew, bringing a cool refreshment, which made people feel relieved, and only listened to the man in the sky finally speak.

"Okay, our Chongyang Sect is reasonable, so we won't pursue the others, but you must hand over the half of the blood lotus seed. Hawkeye Ma Chong said.

Suddenly, the people of Zhangjiatun breathed a sigh of relief, and they were more comfortable than the previous breeze.

Zhang Tingwei gave Zhang Cheng a look, but he didn't dare to take it lightly, he knew exactly what virtue an immortal cultivator had. Zhang Cheng received his signal, so he took out the half of the blood lotus seed from his arms and threw it into the air.

The black-faced Ying Kui was overjoyed when he saw the half of the blood lotus seed in the air, and with a flick of his robe, a cyan rope was drilled out of his sleeve, sliding softly like a snake, and quickly rolling up the half of the blood lotus seed in the air, but it did not retreat, and suddenly, the other end turned its head like a snake, and with a whoosh, it rolled towards Zhang Xiaomiao.

"Shameless! Stop!" Wen Hui found out about his misdeeds, and immediately let out a coquettish sigh, and with a bang, he pulled out a sword as bright as snow from his waist, the sword name was Bai Feng, and slashed towards the cyan rope.

"Bold and rude!" The Chongyang faction made a premeditated attack at the same time, slandering Wen Hui's rudeness first.

The green rope suddenly stopped, no longer rolled towards Zhang Xiaomiao, but a divine dragon swinging its tail, towards Wen Hui, Wen Hui calmly changed to cutting, with a bang, such as cutting on the dragon scale armor, a burst of lightning and flint, the green rope flew out as if it was cut by a huge force, turned around in the air, and returned to the black-faced Yingkui's hands, he put away half of the blood lotus seed by the way, grabbed the other end of the green rope as a whip, and fought with Wen Hui.

At the same time, the eagle-eyed Ma Chong and the eight-character Hu Dongyang instantly sacrificed their magic weapons to Zhang Tingwei and his son, only to see the eagle-eyed Ma Chong sacrificed an ancient sword with a blue body, this sword is called the Qingying Sword, which is made by the ancestors of Chongyang by mining the stones of Yin Mountain, cutting countless demon beasts, dyeing blood, and refining the supreme might, the Qingying Sword was inserted straight down from the top of Zhang Tingwei's head, and fell from the sky like a sword of judgment.

Zhang Tingwei had already prepared for the sudden attack, his face was indifferent, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand were together, and one finger pointed towards the sky, he had been a master of the mortal fusion realm for more than twenty years, and the fusion of the power of the body of heaven and earth had reached the point of pure fire furnace green, and he could easily hit part of the power of heaven and earth, and then it was the realm of mortal gods.

The power of the "earthquake" of heaven and earth gathered into a point, and shot out from the fingertips, suddenly, the Qingying Sword was like hitting a diamond, with a buzz, the whole body shook, and the shock retreated in an instant, and the power of the shock came casually, it seemed to have a magical charm, and it seemed that Zhang Tingwei was not far from the manifestation of the supernatural power.

Zhang Tianci next to him has also handed over his hand to Hu Dongyang, just when Hu Dongyang sacrificed his frog scissors to Zhang Tianci, Zhang Tianci's body has flown out and landed on the empty village road, boom, a corner of the medical hall was cut off by the frog scissors, and suddenly, there was a scream inside, and someone in the medical hall was smashed.

"Quick, get out of here, the farther away the better!" Zhang Tianci was shocked when he saw the tragic scene in the medical hall, and just wanted to step forward to help the injured, but the frog scissors attacked him again and forced him back, and for a while, he was forced by the frog scissors to be in danger.

"Folks, everyone go into the cellar. ”

Zhang Tingwei roared angrily, the sound spread throughout Zhangjiatun, in fact, no need for Zhang Tingwei to say, the people of Zhangjiatun had already heard the innocent screams in the hospital, and they hid in their own cellars, these cellars were still built at the suggestion of Zhang Tingwei back then, the cellars were warm in winter and cool in summer, which was very convenient for storing grain, and everyone did not object to repair them, but they did not expect that there was still a role in refuge, so they really understood Uncle Zhang's good intentions.

"Mother, hurry up, I'll carry you into the cellar. Farmer Sun anxiously wanted to lift his mother, but the old woman pushed it away and said angrily: "Go away, I don't have a son like you, I'm sorry for the villagers in Zhangjiatun!" The old woman looked at the injured people with extreme self-blame and guilt.

Ah Bao organized the patients in the medical hall to hide in the backup cellar, and found that Farmer Sun was still there, so he hurriedly urged: "Uncle Sun, hurry, what are you waiting for!"

"Mother, I beg you, go into the cellar quickly!" begged Farmer Sun.

"Hmph, everyone can hide, we can't hide, the old body has no face to face Zhangjiatun's father and old folks, and the old body will make amends to you!" The stubborn old woman slammed her head on the gravel with a desire to die, her head was bleeding, her brain was splattered, and she died on the spot.

"Mother!~~" Farmer Sun staggered with a sad voice, and he hugged his mother and cried there.

The world is gray, his mother is his sky, his mother is his land, and his mother is his everything.

When his mother left him, it was like the world was turned upside down, and in an instant there was no longer his existence in this world, and all that was left was a shell.

Ah Bao looked at everything in front of him in shock, "Uncle Sun, mourn, hurry up, let's go." Ah Bao wanted to pull Farmer Sun into the cellar to hide, "Uncle Sun, Uncle Sun~" Ah Bao pulled Farmer Sun a few times and didn't react at all, suddenly, Farmer Sun picked up the old woman's body violently, and smiled: "Shh~ Mother is asleep! I want to take my mother home, Mother~ My son will take you home, we will sleep in our own home, drink~ Go home~"

Farmer Sun kept laughing, carrying his mother out of the medical hall, not caring about the flying spells and martial arts around him that could shatter his bones at any time, and leisurely carried his mother out of Zhangjiatun and walked in the direction of home.

Ah Bao was stunned and watched Farmer Sun's figure out of the medical hall, his face was full of tears, he knew that Farmer Sun was crazy.

"Ah Bao, come here!" Zhang Xiaomiao waved his hand hurriedly at the mouth of the cellar, the battle outside was very fierce and the momentum was huge, especially on Zhang Tianci's side, the houses had been destroyed several times, Ah Bao rushed into the cellar, only to see that the cellar was already filled with villagers who had come to treat the disease, and some of the injured who were crushed by the broken parts of the house were moaning in pain.

"Quack~~Dead~Dead~Scared to death~Scared to death~" The crow Xiaohei screamed in panic at Zhang Xiaomiao's feet.

"Damn, if only my leg hadn't hurt!" said Iron Bull fiercely, looking very unwilling.

Zhang Cheng said worriedly: "Yes, now we can't help at all, what I'm most worried about is Tianci, his opponent is an immortal cultivator in the Yuanying realm, and his strength is a whole level higher than him." ”

Tie Niu explained: "The strength of the heavens is not simple, I know that the strength he really exerts is comparable to that of the Yuanying master, but I am afraid that his skills are not as good as the other party, which was the case last time I was in the mountains." ”

"Then what should I do, isn't my brother in danger? No, I'm going to help my brother!" Zhang Xiaomiao grabbed the sword in his hand and was about to rush out, but was stopped by Zhang Cheng immediately, and said: "Xiaomiao, don't worry, now you can't help when you go out, now it's up to the city lord and his wife, although their opponents are in the same realm as them, their cultivation at that time was not as deep as theirs, as long as the city lord and his wife win, we have hope." ”

Zhang Xiaomiao said unwillingly: "Then can we only wait here?"

Zhang Cheng nodded and said, "Yes, we can only wait, going out will distract them, we just need to protect ourselves and the people behind us." ”

"Oh well. Zhang Xiaomiao lowered her head in frustration and worked with Ah Bao to deal with the injured person.

In the cellar, the villagers did not complain about the disaster brought to them by Zhang Tianci's family, and they all saw the whole thing in their eyes, it was all those Taoist priests who were morally corrupt, reversed black and white, and wronged good people.

They could only pray silently......