The fire that filled the yard was a foot high. Feng Jian's thoughts moved and the fire was quickly absorbed. Feng Jian looked in the direction of Shi Cheng with blazing eyes. This sight made Rang's heart sink to the bottom.
There were actually fourteen Golden elixir monks standing on the stone city. He still knew Qin Wudi and the two Banxiantang hall masters. Was this the imperial court planning to take action against him?
Feng Jian looked at Shi Cheng and shouted: "Master Qin, is the imperial court trying to destroy my Xuanjian Sect? I, Feng Jian, have always abided by my duty for so many years and have never violated the laws of the royal city. I wonder what the imperial court's move meant?
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Qin Wudi laughed: "Sect Master Feng, we, the Forest Guards, have never fought with you once. Why do you say this? We are here because Yingge and Jinyi will complain that they are in your city gate."
Ordnance was found inside. Where did your Thunderbolt car come from? Don’t you know that concealing controlled ordnance is a serious crime of disobedience?
When I came here, I not only collected the evidence of the crime, but also saw that your Xuanjian Sect turned thousands of mortal miners into zombies to serve as cannon fodder in gang wars. Monks are not allowed to harm mortals. You don’t understand this rule? You are so desecrating the royal city.
Are the prohibitions and private possession of weapons due to an attempt to rebel?"
Feng Jian looked at Shi Cheng with red eyes and shouted: "Winner or loser, I, Feng Jian, have nothing to say at this time. If you have the guts, just give it a try. Why are you always entangled with these things?"
Zhang Cong laughed loudly: "Master Feng, can you please stop being funny? Is it reasonable for Xuanjian Sect to turn mortals into zombies? Is it normal to turn monks into puppets? Is it disgusting if we attack you with wisteria and toadstools?"
Now that the situation of your Xuanjian Sect is over, if you still think about the monks under you and abandon your weapons and surrender as soon as possible, at least you still have a way to survive. If you resist to the end, you will all turn into dust in the end."
Feng Jian stared at Zhang Cong for a while, sighed and said: "My Xuanjian Sect will be destroyed in the hands of a little thief like you. I really wish I could cut the Bai family and the Wang family into pieces. How many times will my Xuanjian Sect be destroyed?"
A century-old foundation was destroyed by these moths.
If the little thief is brave, we will fight to the death, and all grudges will be decided on the sword."
Qin Yu chuckled: "Can you still show some respect? You are about to become a baby, and you want to find a Qi Practitioner to fight in a fair duel? Why don't you find a mortal to fight? After all this, you are still playing tricks? You are so quick
go to hell."
Before he finished speaking, Feng Jian was surrounded by wisteria and colorful mushrooms all over the sky, and dozens of wisteria snakes wormed their way into the spirit stone mine.
The small team on the city wall fired a volley of crossbows, and hundreds of black lights roared directly towards Feng Jian.
The shots fired this time were all germ bombs. Just as Feng Jian was about to use fire sword skills to burn down the wisteria, he saw a large number of arrows approaching and was so frightened that he ran back quickly. But at this moment, five gleaming ice arrows suddenly appeared.
When it reached the entrance of the cave, a thick mass of ice blocked the entrance.
Feather God's Bow sent out streaks of light and shadow, and ice arrows hit the entrance of the mineral crystal cave like rain. In the blink of an eye, a piece of ice several feet in size had completely sealed the entrance of the cave, and the team's germ bombs also formed at the entrance of the cave.
A thick cloud of smoke.
Feng Jian held the sword and stared blankly at the entrance of the cave sealed by ice and poison. He suddenly turned around and rushed towards Shicheng like crazy.
Lu Wuying raised his hand, and the overwhelming crossbow arrows and falling rocks suddenly overwhelmed Feng Jian. Even though he protected his body with real fire and opened the way with his sword, he was still knocked back a few steps by the impact of the crossbow array, but the crossbow arrows were still chasing him like rain.
He fell, and for a moment Feng Jian roared and ran around in front of the stone city, already in a state of embarrassment.
Suddenly Qin Yu next to Zhang Cong chuckled: "The spirit-sealing formation was burned by the purple spirit, and now the entire formation is covered with toadstools. All the monks are hiding far away. This time we can let it go."
Beaten.
Before Qin Yu finished speaking, a violent sound suddenly came from the ice sealing the entrance of the cave. After a while, a group of golden elixir puppets came out. I don't know what kind of magic spell Hong Yuanshi had, but they actually drove two of them at once.
Seventeen, does that old guy not want his life?"
Zhang Cong's guess was indeed correct. At this time, Hong Yuan had used a golden needle to perform a secret technique, melting his golden elixir into infinite spiritual power, and forcibly expanding the spiritual platform. Now this old guy no longer looks like a human being, and his whole head is not only
It has nearly doubled in size, and has sprouted countless big bumps. In a few hours, even if no one comes to kill him, he will explode and die.
All the low-level monks took the soul-stirring pill. Although they were not turned into golden pills, each one was pushed to the peak of foundation building. The remaining two hundred or so monks also rushed out of the cave and headed towards Shicheng.
Pounced over.
At this time, Hong Yuan and the other golden elixirs in the cave already knew that the Spirit Sealing Formation had been destroyed, and the cave was covered with explosive toadstools, making it impossible for anyone to get in and repair it, so if they gave it a try, maybe they could still
They wanted to find a way out, so they all ran out of the spirit stone mine and looked for a way out.
Zhang Cong and others were not stupid enough to go down and fight Feng Jian and the others. Instead, they kept attacking with crossbow formations and thunderbolt carts. The rain of arrows and exploding thunderbolts quickly overwhelmed the siege of hundreds of people.
The team was depleted to only a few dozen people, and everyone below the golden elixir level was turned into powder.
Different from Feng Jian and others, the twenty-seven golden elixirs were still waving their weapons and rushing forward even though their bodies were filled with arrows. Qin Yu commanded the vine formation to surround Feng Jian and others. At this moment, these dozens of
Jin Dan is frantically dealing with the overwhelming wisteria and toadstools, and he can't resist it for long.
Zhang Cong said with a smile: "The overall situation has been decided. Please be patient and wait for Xuanjian Sect to die from exhaustion."
A bunch of Jindan laughed, and the laughter was like a knife, gouging out Feng Jian's heart. Feng Jian suddenly roared, and with a sweep of the long sword, a red sword gang with raging flames swept into the sky, sweeping across the entire square.
, all the surrounding vine arrays were set on fire, and Feng Jian and the other Golden Core cultivators rushed straight to the stone city with their bodies on fire.
The thunderbolt chariots and crossbow formations at the top of the city fired furiously again, repelling Feng Jian and the others again and again. Even the twenty-seven golden elixir puppets were blown to pieces by six or seven thunderbolt bombs. The five who followed Feng Jian
There are only three Jindan monks left at this time.
Although the vine array was destroyed, the exploding toadstools and the poisonous arrows shot by the team had already poisoned Feng Jian and others. Except for those golden elixir puppets, even Feng Jian's face had turned green, and the people around him had turned green.
The two golden elixirs not only turned green in the face, but also the skin around them had changed color, and they were howling and scratching their own flesh.
Feng Jian stared at Shi Cheng for a few seconds, then suddenly swiped his long sword and cut the two painful golden elixirs into two pieces. He actually grabbed a few golden needles and inserted them directly into his head.
The clothes all over his body were bulging, and a huge wave of spiritual energy was emitted from Feng Jian's body, completely surpassing the perfection of the late Jindan period and almost reaching the threshold of Nascent Soul.
Qin Wudi shouted: "Everyone, be careful. This guy uses secret methods to squeeze his spiritual power and break through to the pseudo-Nascent Soul. Stay away from him and attack by wandering around. Don't get entangled with him."
Before Qin Wudi could finish his words, Feng Jian turned into an arrow of light and shot directly towards Zhang Cong. Behind him, more than twenty puppets filled with arrows followed closely and rushed towards Shicheng quickly.
Zhang Cong was startled, but he immediately turned into a ray of light, jumped off the stone wall, and ran directly to the square below the city.
The second person to jump down turned out to be Qin Yu, and then all the golden elixir monks on the stone city jumped down from the stone city, spread out, and caught pairs to fight with the golden elixir that rushed towards them.
The most dangerous person now is Zhang Cong. Feng Jian is haunting Zhang Cong like a ghost, deflecting all the sword lights and spells coming from others, without taking his eyes off Zhang Cong's body.
Zhang Cong's speed was no slower than Feng Jian. While running around in the huge square, he condensed the nerve thorns. Soon eight nerve thorns were formed. Zhang Cong glanced at a puppet not far away and saw Zhang Cong's
The magic eye flashed, and eight golden lights pierced into the puppet's head.
To Zhang Cong's surprise, he saw the puppet froze, and then all the puppets stopped attacking. Within a few seconds, the heads of more than twenty puppets exploded one by one, and their bodies fell directly to the ground.
The wisteria that climbed over was dragged into the vine array.
Feng Jian didn't even look at the puppets. He kept chasing Zhang Cong and kept releasing the sword gang. Although Zhang Cong was extremely fast, he was still hit by the sword gang several times. The holy turtle armor and the body forging technique did not let him go.
Zhang Cong was injured, but was knocked out by the volley.
Qin Wudi shouted: "Those who are in the later stage of Jindan will stay to help, and the others will retreat to the stone city."
Immediately, the number of people in the square decreased a lot, leaving only Qin Wudi, Luo Jinyi, Lu Wuying, Zong Song, Xiao Bandang, Yu Tianxiong and the Qin sisters.
Qin Yu was still the first to take action. Dozens of black energy wrapped around Feng Jian. Then he saw a flash of black light in Qin Yu's hand, and a cloud of black smoke immediately enveloped Feng Jian.
There was a burst of ghostly laughter in the black smoke, and four skeleton armored soldiers wearing broken armor appeared, holding pitch-black weapons in their hands, and they slashed at Feng Jian together.
Feng Jian, who was haunted by the sand soul, roared angrily. Before he could shake off those annoying servants of the gods, he was covered by a cloud of black smoke. He was wondering when he saw four pitch-black weapons hitting him.
When he came down, he couldn't help but use the wind of his sword to directly block the attack.
What made him depressed was that the four skeleton soldiers were like welding to the ground, trapping him firmly in four directions. No matter how he activated the Gang Qi to chop and sweep, even if the skeleton was smashed, the black smoke was still there.
As soon as he came out, a new skeleton appeared, still attacking him with weapons. Feng Jian was completely entangled by these four skeleton soldiers and a bunch of invisible divine servants.
At this time, Zhang Cong was standing next to Qin Yu, more than ten steps away from Feng Jian, looking at the skeleton soldier wrapped around Feng Jian with great interest, and asked while looking at it: "Is this the spiritual bone magic weapon you mentioned?
How many do you have?"
Qin Yu said with a bad smile: "It's useless if you use too many of these things. If the attack power is divided evenly, the combat power will be weak. Now each of these four has the cultivation level of a mid-level monk, so we can only trap Feng
The sword can't kill him at all. I'll add some ingredients to him later, and this old guy will have to peel off his skin even if he doesn't die."
