Wang Tiezhu directly chose to use the Flying Thunder Talisman, saying silently in his heart that the disciples could not bear it.
The next moment thunder suddenly appeared, and the six thousand Qinglong Village monks and Zhang Tianhe in the sky were struck by lightning.
Like dumplings being dropped, they fell one after another.
Zhang Tianhe fell to the ground before he understood what was going on.
"Puff puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and a white light flashed from his body.
Zhang Tianhe, who stabilized his body, looked at the monks from Qinglong Village who were vomiting blood around him, with a shocked face.
This is a combat power that even a fifth-level holy monk can barely fight, and it was lost here.
The problem is that he doesn't even understand how it was damaged, which is so frustrating.
After Wang Tiezhu landed, he placed Zhang Yuhan and Liu Xin'er on the ground.
The next moment, a scene that shocked Zhang Tianhe appeared.
The Xuan-level monks lying on the ground were all shining brightly, and golden light burst out one after another.
However, within a few dozen breaths, the low-level monks of the Qingyang Sect who were still on the verge of death like them broke through one after another and were promoted to the fifth level of earth-level cultivation.
Zhang Tianhe rubbed his eyes in disbelief, thinking he was seeing things.
But after seeing it clearly, he was so angry that he spat out blood again.
"Impossible, how could this happen?
How could they suddenly be okay?"
Wang Tiezhu called his disciples to find the rope, came to Zhang Tianhe with a smile and said: "How is it impossible?
That's the fact. I'm just asking you, are you angry?
ah?
Are you angry or not..."
Zhang Tianhe was so angry that he vomited blood, how could he not be angry?
Zhang Tianhe said angrily: "Wang Tiezhu, don't be proud, I haven't..."
Before Zhang Tianhe could finish his words, he was kicked to the ground by Wang Tiezhu.
Wang Tiezhu put one foot on Zhang Tianhe's chest and asked with a smile: "Are you okay?
I’m asking you something.”
Zhang Tianhe's eyes were full of unwillingness.
"I'm not dead yet. Let me tell you that I am immortal. You can't kill me. Even if you defeat me this time, I will come back until I kill you. This time, I am not as good as others and I got hit.
Your ambush will never happen next time."
After saying this, Zhang Tianhe fell to the ground with blood spurting from his mouth and lost his breath.
Wang Tiezhu stretched out his hand to detect Zhang Tianhe's breathing, and then felt Zhang Tianhe's pulse. He could no longer die.
Wang Tiezhu refused to give up and had Zhang Tianhe burned.
After a while, the disciple hurried back and shouted: "Master, Zhang Tianhe has been burned."
Wang Tiezhu asked doubtfully: "It burned out so quickly?"
The disciple replied: "Master, no, it burned and then suddenly disappeared."
Wang Tiezhu said he understood and asked his disciples to continue working and tie up all six thousand people.
When the six thousand monks from Qinglong Village woke up, they were already prisoners.
Wang Tiezhu also learned about their origins and their relationship with Zhang Tianhe.
Hearing that Zhang Tianhe had borrowed it, Wang Tiezhu came up with a plan.
The training resources in Baron City have been almost used up, and they are still very poor.
Fenglai City is very wealthy, and six thousand monks is a lot of wealth.
Presumably, Ming Yuansheng would be happy to spend money to buy them back.
After making up his mind, Wang Tiezhu found a leader and said to him: "Now that you have been caught by us, I don't want to kill anyone. You go back and give Ming Yuansheng a message. I will accept ten thousand Xuanjing from a monk, which is not too much."
Bar?"
The leader trembled all over and pleaded: "Sect Master Wang, if the city lord is asked to use 10,000 Xuanjing to redeem us, regardless of whether the city lord agrees or not, even if he agrees, we will probably be beaten to death by the city lord when we go back."
Wang Tiezhu shook his head and said: "What you said is wrong. If he is willing to use 10,000 Xuan Crystals to redeem you, he will definitely not beat you to death. Isn't the 10,000 Xuan Crystals wasted?
Do you think this is true?"
The leader swallowed his saliva and started to bargain.
"Sect Master Wang, this is the truth, but ten thousand Xuanjing is really too expensive."
Wang Tiezhu grimaced and snorted: "What?
Do you think your life is not worth ten thousand Xuanjing?"
The leader hurriedly shook his head: "How can human life be measured by Xuan Jing?"
"That's it, and you just went back to bring a message. Whether Ming Yuansheng agrees or not is his business. Okay, here is a pack of Peiyuan Powder. After eating it, you can fly back to report the news."
The leader took the Peiyuan Powder and hurriedly swallowed it, and immediately felt that his profound strength had recovered a lot.
Just as the leader was about to leave, he was stopped by Wang Tiezhu.
"etc."
The leader asked: "Sect Master Wang, is there anything else you can do?"
Wang Tiezhu said: "Just say this is what Zhang Tianhe meant."
The leader asked curiously: "Isn't Zhang Tianhe dead?"
People have been burned by you, and you still say it was his intention?
Wang Tiezhu said with a smile: "Just do as I say. Zhang Tianhe is not dead, the dead one is a fake, and these were planned by Zhang Tianhe in order to blackmail Ming Yuan and make a fortune.
That big fool Yuansheng was fooled, yes...that's what it means, go ahead."
Afraid that the leader's report would not be clear, Wang Tiezhu wrote another letter. Not only did he belittle Ming Yuansheng as useless, he also exaggerated that Tianhe and he had similar interests.
The one who was fooled was fools like Ming Yuansheng.
The leader's eyelids jumped as he read Wang Tiezhu's letter, but isn't it a blessing that he can go back?
After putting away the letter Wang Tiezhu gave him, the leader set off back to Fenglai City.
After two days and two nights of flying day and night, I gingerly handed the letter to Ming Yuansheng.
Before Ming Yuansheng finished reading, he smashed the chair to pieces.
"What a Zhang Tianhe, he actually plotted against me. I, Ming Yuansheng, treat him well."
The other monks looked at the angry Ming Yuansheng curiously without saying a word. They still didn't know what happened.
Burning the letter in his hand directly, Ming Yuansheng looked at the monks with a serious face.
It seems that they want to find Zhang Tianhe's accomplices among them.
"Wang Tiezhu sent a letter. Now he has detained six thousand Qinglong Village monks in Qingyang Sect. A ransom of 10,000 Xuanjing per person is required. What do you think?"
The whole room was shocked, and everyone looked at Ming Yuansheng in disbelief.
“City Lord, it’s impossible, right?
Qinglong Village was defeated?"
"Yes, City Lord, the strength of Qinglong Village is quite good, and coupled with the strength of Zhang Tian and the ninth level of heaven, they won't be defeated so quickly, right?"
Ming Yuansheng looked at the shocked monks, his face became even uglier, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "It was Zhang Tianhe who colluded with Wang Tiezhu, set up a large formation, and captured my 6,000 Qinglong Village monks, just for this.
ransom.
I should have seen his ambition long ago and would do whatever it takes to improve his cultivation, but I never expected that he would actually collude with Wang Tiezhu, and his previous statements were all false."
In the main hall, the monks who have been following Ming Yuansheng for the longest time have been more than fifty years, and no one has ever seen Ming Yuansheng lose his temper like this.
But think about it, those are six thousand earth-level monks, the second legion of Fenglai City...