Zhang Cong took a look at the remaining monks and found that they were all masters above the middle stage of Qi training. Those with poor cultivation were all poisoned to death.
Zhang Cong didn't want to leave too many manpower for Xuanjian Sect, so he raised his hands, and a ball of hidden weapons was densely scattered over.
A dozen monks quickly raised their energy and waved their weapons to defend themselves. Unexpectedly, Zhang Cong mixed a thunderbolt bomb into it. There was a loud bang, and the hidden weapon, which was already as fast as lightning, was exploded by the thunderbolt bomb again.
All the hidden weapons in the sky were nailed to these monks.
The originally non-poisonous hidden weapon had already been quenched by Zhang Cong. Of course, it was the quenched poison refined by Lao He. A dozen monks were wailing and rolling on the ground. Zhang Cong walked around and collected more than 20 storage bags.
He no longer cared about the life and death of those monks, jumped off the city wall, and disappeared into the night.
Shortly after Zhang Cong left, more than thirty monks who rushed to the second level to help entered the first level under the leadership of a foundation-building deacon. The sight they saw made all the monks feel hair on their backs.
On the ground of the urn city, there are more than a dozen corpses that have almost turned into pus. They are those monks with poor cultivation. One poisonous cultivator kept the whole body, but his whole body was green and lying on the ground. He was too dead to die.
To the east of the city wall, a dozen monks lay scattered on the ground, their bodies green and covered with hidden weapons, and they were all swollen like corpses that had been soaked in water for a year.
Upon inspection, only three monks were still alive. The foundation-building monk quickly gave them detoxifying pills, and everyone was carried to the buildings in the urn city.
The biggest reason for the death of these monk guards was poisoning. Hidden weapons were not fatal. After the three late-stage Qi-training monks took the detoxification pill, they gradually became conscious. Then they learned from the foundation-building deacon what happened in the first level.
matter.
This foundation-building monk is the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall. His name is Sun Wei. He is not tall but very stocky. He has a square purple face with a fierce aura. He is a physical practitioner in the middle stage of foundation-building.
Listening to the story described by his subordinates, an invisible person actually killed the entire first level of more than 20 Qi-training monks. It would have been impossible for a Foundation-building monk to do so.
He also carefully checked the poisons and hidden weapons in his hands, and they turned out to be Shadow Pavilion's unique thunderbolt bullets and rotten bone poison.
Sun Wei was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "This ignorant Yingge actually dares to attack Xuanjian Sect first? I'm really impatient."
After scolding Sun Wei, he called one of his subordinates and immediately informed the situation inside, asking the people inside to take precautions. He decided on his own to guard this first level to see if the killers from the Shadow Pavilion dared to attack him.
Black hand.
Zhang Cong did not go far, but still squatted on the cliff and looked inside the level. The thirty or so monks who came this time were obviously tougher than before. Half of them were monks in the late stage of Qi training alone, and there was another
During the physical training in the middle stage of foundation building, Zhang Cong looked at the guards patrolling back and forth on the city wall, and couldn't help but wonder how he could take advantage.
Killing a few Qi-training guards will not cause any pain to Xuanjian Sect and will not attract attention at all. Zhang Cong is forcing Xuanjian Sect to take action, so killing a foundation builder will be effective. He wants to kill a foundation builder.
The monks must at least establish their foundation cultivation. Once the Xuanjian Sect determines that the other party's foundation-building monks have taken action frequently, they will send out foundation-building monks to deal with it. This battle will be a good one.
Zhang Cong didn't know whether his concealment technique would be effective against the Foundation Establishment cultivator, but the opponent was an individual cultivator. If he ran away, he would definitely not be able to catch up with him. After thinking for a while, Zhang Cong suddenly showed a smile on his face, and lightly
He stood up gently and walked toward the city wall.
He detoured quite far, from outside the city wall directly to the east mountain of the pass. Although there was no cliff close to the city wall, there were many shrubs growing out of the steep mountain wall.
Like a big bird, Zhang Cong took advantage of the night and stood on the branches of a small tree. He was only a few dozen meters away from the city wall below. He could even hear the voices of the guards below.
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Monks are not gods. Not to mention the Qi training stage, even the golden elixir stage cannot fly in the air for a long time. It is said that after practicing Yuanying, it seems that one can fly in the air for a certain distance, but it cannot fly too far.
Zhang Cong has already calculated the advance and retreat routes in detail. If the secret attack is exposed, he can follow the current route and borrow the horizontal branches of the cliff to climb up the mountain. According to his estimation, that physically fit figure should have poor light-weight skills.
He is a very skilled physical cultivator. If the remaining monks in the pass dare to chase him, they will die.
Now that the news about the other party has been spread out, there are not so many restrictions on his choice of poison. Taking advantage of the wind, he will first put those Qi practitioners in, and finally call on the foundation-building body cultivator.
He had already tied a small bottle with a rope. Zhang Cong opened the bottle cap, threw a dark pill into the bottle, and immediately slid the bottle down. It was more than ten meters away, and in a few seconds
The bell arrived, and as soon as the bottle tied with a rope landed on the edge of the city wall, a puff of black smoke came out.
The black smoke, which was almost invisible to the naked eye, spread very quickly. In almost the blink of an eye, the city wall on the east side was covered by smoke. At this time, a breeze blew by, and a large amount of smoke spread to the west. Half of the city gate was covered with smoke.
Plunged into black mist.
This black smoke is a vicious smoke miasma that seals spiritual energy. You will not notice it at all after being poisoned. However, once you perform a martial arts fight, the gods will be poisoned immediately, and you will not be able to use any true energy, so it is a poison specifically targeted at monks.
Zhang Cong squatted in the bushes invisibly, watching the black smoke gradually envelope the entire city gate, but the guards patrolling the city wall showed no reaction at all and were still patrolling with lanterns.
When Zhang Cong saw that the time was almost up, he fell down like a big bird and landed directly on the battlements of the city wall at his feet.
Zhang Cong was wearing a concealment cloak. Even if he fell down, the patrolling guards around him still didn't see anything. Zhang Cong shook his head and threw out a large number of ox-hair needles.
The hidden weapon as thin as an ox's hair could barely see any trace in the dark night. Seeing several monks not far away falling to the ground inexplicably, the patrolling guards realized that something was wrong. For a while, the shouts of enemy attack could not be heard, and then they heard a burst of
The screams were because the guards wanted to release their spiritual consciousness to find the enemy, and the poison was taking effect.
Zhang Cong was like a gust of breeze, drifting left and right on the city wall. In the blink of an eye, the two dozen monks on the wall were completely motionless.
Zhang Cong knew that the foundation-building body cultivator was resting in a house in Wengcheng with a few guards. He deliberately asked the guards on the wall to shout so that the people below could hear him and come up.
But after waiting for almost a pack of cigarettes, no one came up. Zhang Cong not only muttered to himself, could he have run away?
Zhang Cong can't afford to delay the stalemate like this. Who knew if a carrier pigeon message was sent out just now? If he doesn't take action quickly, he will probably be trapped in the first city when the foundation-building monks inside come over.
Thinking of this, Zhang Cong's consciousness suddenly covered the entire city gate, and he immediately discovered several monks hiding in the dark below.
There were six people in total, two were hiding at the corner of the stairs, waiting for them to go downstairs for a sneak attack, two were standing next to a crossbow array in the urn city, seeming to want to use the crossbow array to attack, and the other two were under the cliff on the west side.
Probably trying to block his retreat.
Zhang Cong immediately ran towards the stairs. The two spiritual swords had escaped directly, turned around and stabbed directly into the Dantian of the two monks.
Although the spirit sword can also become invisible, the roar that breaks through the air and the fluctuation of spiritual energy are difficult to hide from the masters who are in the late stage of Qi training. Before the two of them could get close to the spirit sword, they had already swung a sword and smashed the spirit sword away.
However, the two of them didn't notice Zhang Cong who was following the spirit sword at all. The two sword energy that almost struck together with the spirit sword pierced the two people's divine palace. The two guards didn't say a word and their bodies shook.
He fell to the ground softly, and Zhang Cong put away the two storage bags and the sword.
Zhang Cong did not go out through the doorway of the stairs, because the crossbow array was facing the stairs. Although he was invisible, he was not willing to take the risk, so he returned to the city wall and activated six spiritual swords at once, making him invisible.
The traced spiritual sword brought out a loud roar and stabbed the two guards in the crossbow array.
Along with the spirit sword, there was an inconspicuous glass bottle. He waited for the two monks to sweep the spirit sword together with their swords. As he expected, he heard a sharp whistling sound approaching, and the two monks were frightened out of their wits.
He hurriedly waved his sword, creating a sword energy that protected himself.
Then I heard the foundation-building body cultivator yell: "Don't block the fast retreat."
But it was too late. The sword energy caused six spiritual swords to fly away, but the small glass bottle was also shattered by the sword energy. A large cloud of red smoke suddenly fell on the heads of the two of them.
Almost as soon as the spiritual sword was blown away, Zhang Cong had already jumped off the city wall and rushed towards the physical cultivator. The captured sword in his hand sprinkled a rain of swords and stabbed the man leaning against the cliff head-on.
Physical training and the guard in the late stage of Qi training.
This time, the six spiritual swords were uncharacteristically spinning in the air, slowly drifting in the direction of the body from six weird angles. The invisible spiritual swords floated past like leaves without making any sound at all.
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Under Zhang Cong's sword rain, even the foundation-building body cultivator was in a hurry to block, without even caring about the guard around him. When Zhang Cong's feet landed, the guard had already had his throat cut by a spiritual sword with a look of reluctance on his face.
, fell to the ground motionless.
Sun Yang's clothes were riddled with holes, and his body was also scratched several times by the spirit sword, but he didn't care at all. His consciousness locked on Zhang Cong's position, he opened his mouth, and he yelled and punched him with both fists.
The shadow of fists filled the sky, and Zhang Cong rushed towards him.
Zhang Cong not only marveled at the cleverness of this seemingly straightforward physique, he first vibrated the air around him with a loud roar of sound waves, and then relied on his spiritual consciousness to capture the air vibrations to determine his body position, and then used this coverage
The extremely wide fist shadow attacks him. According to the calculation of this physical training, no matter which direction Zhang Cong hides, he will be punched a few times.
