Zhang Xuan raised his hand and accurately blocked the dart that hit him.
The dart was only a palm away from his neck, but this palm distance could not be crossed no matter what.
Their arms were touching each other, and their eyes were facing each other.
"You...you're not drunk!!?" Fang Qi looked stunned and shocked, and his arms were shaking slightly.
He clearly watched the other party drink all the drinks from Menghan Medicine!
how come??
How can it be!?
While he was shocked and distracted, Zhang Xuan suddenly stretched out his hand, and his free left hand passed through the distance between the two people and hit him in the chest.
Bang!
A heavy palm hit Fang Qi hard on the chest.
Even though Zhang Xuan is no longer the fifth-grade player he was when he was young, his palm strength is still above the fourth-grade level.
The palm hit Fang so hard that his sternum was broken, and he was knocked back several meters.
He didn't have time to get up. He was sitting cross-legged on the futon, and he and the futon were knocked back and slid several meters away!
"..."
Fang Qi vomited a mouthful of blood, which fell on the gray bricks.
The blood slowly seeped down the cracks in the bricks, bringing with it fine foam.
"I really have you...Brother Zhang...it seems that you have always been on guard against me..."
Zhang Xuan looked complicated and slowly stood up.
"Actually...I really finished the drink...It's a pity...You were worried that you would have problems with me drinking it, so you put too little medicine. And when I was young, I did drug resistance training...
"
"Drug confrontation training?" Fang Qi was stunned. He suddenly understood that using drugs to deal with Zhang Xuan was a mistake.
But how can ordinary people do this kind of training? Where can they receive this kind of training?
"Then what you just said about sending people to Tan Laozhuang was also... false?" He asked in shock.
"Who knows, maybe it's true? After all, Tan Laozhuang is not in our province, and the environment there is much more stable." Zhang Xuan sighed softly.
"The last thing I expected was that you...actually..."
"What do you know!?" Fang Qi suddenly interrupted him and gritted his teeth.
"You think I don't know that our uprising is just cannon fodder? Is it certain to die? You Zhang Xuan are not afraid of death, I am still young!"
He stood up and held his chest.
"We, Fang Qi, have practiced martial arts hard for so many years and suffered so much! Is it just to die as cannon fodder for others this time??!"
"Brother Zhang, if you don't think about yourself, you also have to think about your son and his disciples. This is a great opportunity for us to surrender. Do you think that just relying on thousands of us and relying on natural insurance can stop those cruel people?"
The violent spiritual army!?"
Zhang Xuan looked sadly at the brother who had sworn an alliance with him and revolted together.
He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he said nothing.
In fact, Fang Qi was right, they couldn't continue to block it like this.
Originally, he had planned the escape route for himself and others in advance, but unfortunately... now it seems that everything is too late.
Soon, there was a small sound of weapons clashing outside the Temple of Wealth, mixed with screams and shouts.
Zhang Xuan's expression changed slightly and he looked out the door.
"What else did you do??"
"What did you do?? It was just that you brought a few more people with you when you went up the mountain."
Fang Qi laughed loudly, "Brother Zhang, those who know the current situation are heroes. Now is our best opportunity. Surrender immediately and cooperate with us to capture the rest of the rebel leaders. As long as we capture Boss Han's head, we..."
"Shut up!" Zhang Xuan's expression changed immediately and he stepped forward, using a set of one-yuan talisman and a vitality talisman to follow the smoke step, and quickly attacked.
He wanted to take down the fanqi before anyone came outside.
Although Fang Qi was injured in the chest, his footwork was not slow.
The two exchanged several moves back and forth, and then he shouted low and rushed out of the temple gate.
On the stone steps outside the door, the two fists and feet exchanged, and the dull impact sounds belonging to the fourth grade exploded one after another.
After drinking the wine with the sweat medicine, although Zhang Xuan was fine relying on his previous resistance, it was still somewhat affected, and his strength and speed were weakened.
Fang Qi, on the other hand, was injured in the chest, so his strength was unavoidable and the pain was unbearable.
Both of them are at the fourth level, and their status is similar. In addition, they have been friends for many years and know the ins and outs of each other.
At this time, the fight was actually inextricable.
What made Zhang Xuan unhappy was that when they opened the Temple of Wealth, they discovered that fighting had already begun outside.
Groups of people who didn't know where they came from actually combined with some people from Qinghe Palace to surround and kill other martial arts disciples from Qinghe Palace.
Throughout the Taoist palace, there were shouts of killing and sounds of fighting everywhere.
Blood, screams, howls of pain, and roars stirred up echoes amidst the sounds of weapons clashing.
"Hahahaha!!" Fang Qi laughed. "Brother Zhang, give up. Now that the palace owner Tang Sha has surrendered, and with the hundreds of people I brought, do you think you still have a chance of winning?"
Zhang Xuan's eyes were red, and he looked at his son Zhang Xintai and several other martial arts cultivators in the distance, slowly gathering many experts from Qinghe Palace, and were trapped in the largest Xuanxin Palace, relying on the palace gate to fight continuously.
Outside the Taoist Palace, all the literary and spiritual Taoists who were not proficient in martial arts were driven away and arrested.
But those who resisted were chopped down to the ground.
There were bloodstains everywhere in the dojo in front of the three main halls.
The anger in his heart gradually turned into sadness.
"Fang Qi!!"
This emotion turned into strength, quickly strengthening every move he made.
Fang Qi, who was already a little unable to bear it, was even more embarrassed now.
But soon, another person quickly approached from one side.
The person who came was wearing a Taoist robe, a jade lotus Taoist crown on his head, and his face was white and beardless. He was none other than Tang Sha, the current palace master.
"Junior Brother Zhang, now that the situation is over, why do you bother?"
Without saying a word, he took over Fang Qi's position and started a fierce fight with Zhang Xuan.
This time the offense and defense were reversed.
Tang Sha is one of the few famous fifth-grade masters in the Qinghe Palace.
And he is a rare combat master.
Like Zhang Xuan, he traveled abroad when he was young.
As soon as he made a move at this time, he surpassed Zhang Xuan in terms of strength and speed.
"Lian Qing, help me!" Zhang Xuan shouted loudly.
laugh!
A crossbow arrow suddenly shot out, aiming at Tang Sha's back.
Caught off guard, Tang Sha only had time to roll to the left when she heard Zhang Xuan's shout.
But it was still a step slower.
The flesh and blood under the left shoulder of his back was forcefully shot through by the crossbow arrow, leaving a bloody hole.
But at the same time, the senior disciple Chen Lianqing in the distance was exposed and was closely entangled by an expert brought by Fang Qi.
"How brave!!" Tang Sha was in severe pain and immediately became furious.
Fighting with Zhang Xuan again.
Zhang Xuan was sweating profusely. He was beaten for a while and could only dodge and move quickly.
Occasionally, he would fight back, but he would have to resort to desperate measures to calm down.
At this time, in other places, the rebels under Zhang Xuan and some Qinghe Palace disciples were being gradually overwhelmed by Fang Qi and Tang Sha's people, and fell to the ground one by one.
There are also people guarding the mountain gate to prevent people from going down the mountain.
This is a clear plan to catch all the people on the mountain in one fell swoop.
The situation is getting worse.
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Qingding Mountain.
Two figures flashed quickly through the forest.
Zhang Rongfang avoided the branches and leaves that he might bump into at any time while staring at Qing Su in front of him.
This woman from Golden Wing Tower has really good body skills.
With the speed he deliberately showed at this time, which was more than a third grade, he could only barely catch up.
Of course, his strength lies not in speed, but in silence and concealment.
At this time, the sky was dark and bright.
Qingsu suddenly stopped and used one hand to lend some strength to the tree trunk. Her whole body flew upward three meters.
Taking advantage of this height, she looked far ahead.
"Ahead is the mountain peak where Qinghe Palace is located. You should be more familiar with this place than me, right?"
"nature."
Zhang Rongfang has noticed the familiarity around him.
"Then I have fulfilled the requirements of the feather talisman?" Qing Su said calmly.
But there was a hint of joking in my heart.
Without the feather talisman, she wanted to see what Zhang Rongfang could do when he came back?
Even if he is a genius, in the current Huaxin County and the current Qinghe Palace, judging from the information obtained from the building, Zhang Xuan and others belong to the rebel group.
The conservative faction is already weaker than the Zhao'an faction.
The Ling Army has been waiting for this moment.
There must be chaos within the Zhenyong Army now.
The three brothers of the Han family and the Qinghe Palace of Logistics all began to be targeted...
She stopped when she landed, turned around, and looked at Zhang Rongfang.
"I will tell you a piece of information for free. Now the Ling Army has cooperated with the spies within the Zhenyong Army to attack your master and the others from both inside and outside. When you go back now, you will not only face civil strife, but also a comprehensive suppression by the Ling Ting garrison.
Moreover, after today, the surrounding area may be surrounded, making it difficult for even birds to fly out.
So, you should think carefully before going in."
The Lingting army was under pressure, and the chaotic battle was not as simple as a one-on-one duel between masters.
No matter how high your martial arts skills are or how good your talent is, you can't beat a stray arrow.
Zhang Rongfang raised his head and looked at the vaguely visible Qinghe Palace through the gaps between the trees.
The previous scenes of master and senior brother quickly passed through my mind.
"In other words, can I still leave within today?"
he asked back.
Qingsu narrowed her eyes, her face under the mask was a little complicated.
She could understand the other person's mood at this time, because she had faced such an embarrassing choice before.
Zhang Rongfang at this moment reminded her of her former self.
"how do you want to do it?"
"Do what I want to do."
Zhang Rongfang withdrew his gaze, slowly took off the Wish Wheel from his back, and peeled off the wrapping cloth.
Buzz.
The edge of the wishing wheel rotates steadily, revealing sharp serrations.
He no longer hesitated and strode towards the mountain.
"I'll give you a message from our landlord."
Qing Su behind him suddenly said.
"What?" Zhang Rongfang paused and turned his head slightly.
"As long as you are fast enough, there will always be only one enemy in front of you."
Qingsu looked at each other with complicated eyes.
At that time, she had no choice to rush out, she retreated...
At this time, Zhang Rongfang...
"Thank you." Zhang Rongfang waved his hand and walked quickly towards the mountain.
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"Junior Sister!!" Zhang Xintai cried out sadly, watching as the Junior Sister who was very popular in the Taoist Palace was hacked to death with random knives and fell into a pool of blood.
He held a long knife and chopped down a soldier, trying to rush out to save others.
But he was hugged by the two people behind him.
"Senior brother, don't be impulsive! If you go out now, you will die!"
Zhang Xintai roared angrily and was pulled back to Xuanxin Palace with red eyes.
Everyone in the hall, led by Zhao Dacong and other martial arts cultivators, were blocking the windows with thick wooden boards.
A large clock, as tall as a person, was standing upright blocking the door. After Zhang Xintai and others came in, he immediately closed the door and pushed the clock over, blocking most of the door.
There were only about thirty people left in the main hall. The rest were mostly caught by the rebels outside, and those who resisted were hacked to death.
But more people still sided with Tang Sha Palace Master and became one of the main forces in this turmoil.
There were more than 200 people from the Qinghe Palace and the servants, at least half of whom were standing on the other side of Tang Sha.
"Brother! What should we do now!?" A group of people surrounded Zhang Xintai, all looking panicked.
Zhang Xintai is the leader of the rebel army. At this time, his heart is filled with grief, but his thoughts are confused and he can't think of any good ideas at all.
He wished he could just rush out and fight with all his strength until he died.
but....
"us...."
He just started talking.
puff!
Suddenly, a black line penetrated the wooden window of Xuanxin Hall.
The black line shot through a person's chest and nailed the person to the wall.
Everyone screamed and squatted down, and then they saw clearly that the black line was actually an arrow!