Just as he was waiting for death with his eyes closed, his body shook suddenly and he heard a miserable cry. When he opened his eyes, he found that his fifth brother Zhang Zhicheng had died on the spot, with a pool of blood left on his head.
The reason why he was spared was because he was pulled by the ninth uncle Zhang Mengquan and escaped the disaster.
Fifth Brother stood behind him, less than a foot away, and bright red blood sprayed all over, especially Zhang Zhixuan's back and shoulders, which were already splashed with spots.
A living life died on the spot, and the fifth brother who had been talking to him a moment ago died on the spot, which made Zhang Zhixuan, who was still in shock, feel that the world is impermanent.
The first time a relative was killed, he finally felt the cruelty of the world of immortality.
But the fierce battle was still going on, and he had no time to express his feelings, so he could only be more cautious.
Zhang Zhixuan calmed down and suppressed the panic in his heart. He only heard the ninth uncle Zhang Mengyuan shouting: "Be careful of flying needle sneak attacks. Those who can defend against spells cast spells first to add a spiritual shield for themselves.
The flying needles are the first to attack, but most of the flying needles are not very powerful, and it is difficult to break through the monk's spell shield."
Zhang Zhixuan took a closer look and found that the monk who attacked was not very old, only twenty-one or twenty-two years old, but his cultivation level was already quite good and he had already reached the fifth level of Qi training.
This monk is the son of Guo Tongshan, the young man named Guo who opposed the attack on Fangshi in the valley.
He didn't have time to feel sad, his eyes widened, and he resorted to his own method of suppressing the situation.
I saw two talismans flying into the air.
These were a pair of emerald green wooden talismans. A golden knife shot out from the wooden talismans, like a bolt of lightning, striking directly in front of the young man.
The young man was shocked, but his experience exceeded Zhang Zhixuan. He suppressed the panic in his heart and immediately used a tortoise-shell magic weapon.
The tortoise shell turned slightly and turned into a three-foot-sized shield, blocking the young monk.
This tortoise-shell magic weapon is a relatively rare defensive magic weapon. Unfortunately, it is of a low level, only the second-level mid-grade.
The golden sword and wooden talisman that Zhang Zhixuan sacrificed is already a second-level high-grade spiritual talisman. The sealed golden sword technique is quite powerful, no less than a full blow from a ninth-level Qi-training monk.
The golden knife struck the tortoise shell, leaving a long slash and almost cutting the tortoise-shell magic weapon into two pieces.
The young monk had no time to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw a thunderbolt coming from another wooden talisman.
Only a roar was heard, and a fire thunder struck directly on the tortoise shell.
The second-grade middle-grade tortoise shell resisted two second-grade high-grade talismans in succession. It was already overwhelmed and broke into several pieces.
After defeating the enemy's defensive weapon, Zhang Zhixuan immediately pursued the victory and quickly used his bamboo sword.
The Green Bamboo Sword flashed with light and quickly cut through the air, directly cutting the defenseless young man into two pieces.
Guo Tongshan and his four late-stage Qi practitioners have already suppressed three late-stage monks from Zhang Mengquan.
I originally asked my son to make a sneak attack, thinking that I would be sure that I could easily kill one or two people in the middle stage of Qi training, and then I would have a solid chance of winning.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhixuan has a high level of cultivation and has a pair of powerful second-level high-grade wooden talismans in his hands. Talisman of this level can be considered a very powerful weapon in the hands of a monk in the late stage of Qi training.
This kind of wooden talisman seals powerful spells. Although it can only be used once in a battle, it can only be used three times in total.
However, the value is already quite expensive. A wooden talisman that can only be used a few times is already worth hundreds of spirit stones. A pair of wooden talismans is no less valuable than a second-level high-grade magic weapon.
Seeing his son with a bright future dying in front of his eyes, Guo Tongshan suddenly became furious. He frantically took out a black bullet the size of a thumb from the jade storage box on his waist and threw it fiercely at Zhang Zhixuan.
"Be careful, it's a fire thunder bead." Zhang Mengquan was experienced, his face suddenly looked frightened, and he shouted immediately.
The Fire Thunder Bead is also a one-time magic weapon. It has reached the third level. There is a fire thunder sealed in it, and its power is much greater than the thunder talisman in Zhang Zhixuan's hand.
Even monks in the foundation-building stage would not dare to use it forcefully if they did not have a good defensive weapon.
Hearing Zhang Mengquan's words, Zhang Zhixuan immediately used the light body technique, jumped up with all his strength, and then jumped behind the house in Lingcao Pavilion.
There was a loud rumble.
As if thunder struck from the sky, Zhang Zhixuan's ears were buzzing and his mind was in chaos.
Zhang Zhixuan shook his head violently to wake himself up, and then pushed hard to push away the broken bricks and tiles on his body. When he turned around, he found that the house in Lingcao Pavilion had been reduced to ruins.
A dozen monks from the nearby Zhang family also suffered heavy casualties. Just within sight of Zhang Zhixuan, the bodies of three Zhang family monks were found.
The monks from the two sides clashed, and in just half a quarter of an hour, there were already heavy casualties.
In an instant, before Zhang Zhixuan's eyes, the family had lost four monks.
"Zhang Zhixuan, Zhang Zhixuan!
You were so proud just now, but in the blink of an eye, the fifth brother, the seventh brother, the eleventh brother, and the twenty-third uncle were killed by your opponent. The cruelty of the struggle between the monks can be seen clearly.
So, no matter what, even if you defeat your opponent, you must not get carried away to prevent your opponent from coming back.
After all, the methods of immortal cultivators are mysterious and strange, and they should never be careless.
You should completely give up the thinking habits of your previous life. This is no longer a peaceful earth, but a cruel and bloody world of immortality."
Looking at the dead clansmen, Zhang Zhixuan felt a sense of emotion in his heart. He glanced around and found that Uncle Jiu and others had dispersed one after another, each blocking an opponent.
After the fierce melee just now, Zhang Mengquan and three late-stage qi-training monks each stopped an enemy.
Guo Tongshan was eager for revenge, so he let the most powerful Zhang Mengquan pass and went to kill Zhang Zhixuan.
It's a pity that he was entangled by four Zhang family monks. Although the four of them were relatively low in cultivation, with only two in the early stage of Qi training and two in the middle stage of Qi training, they were unable to defeat the four with two fists.
Although the four people were of low cultivation, they still clung to Guo Tongshan tightly.
Zhang Zhixuan used his flying sword and struck Guo Tongshan fiercely. He looked at the crowd and found that two people were missing, so he asked: "Brother Fourteen, how is Uncle Twenty-two?"
"It has been buried in the ruins. I don't know whether he is alive or dead now. Brother Sixteen, please leave him alone and kill the old dog Guo Tongshan first."
The speaker was a middle-aged monk in his forties, Zhang Zhixuan's second brother, Zhang Zhiwen, who had already reached the fifth level of Qi training.
Guo Tongshan is considered the secret agent of these bandit monks in Taicheng County. As the lowest-ranking monk from a small family, he usually maintains a very low profile.
Even if he met a monk like Zhang Zhiwen who was young and had low cultivation level in the market, he would never dare to put on the airs of a senior, but would instead use compliments and flattery in his words.
He is such a humble and flattering old man on weekdays.
Once he turns against someone and kills someone, in the blink of an eye, three of the dozen monks from the Zhang family will be killed and two will be seriously injured. This kind of price is directly difficult for Zhang Zhiwen, who usually goes smoothly, to accept it.
So while he called Zhang Zhixuan to take action, he almost only attacked and failed to defend, which exposed his flaws.