"Zhuge Yuan, you lead one hundred spirit stone spearmen to defend the east wall. If there is a monster approaching fifty feet from the city wall, feel free to use talismans, no need to save."
"Bao Yinglian, you lead one hundred spearmen and ten sharpshooters to defend the north. Remember, your sharpshooters only deal with the second-level monsters, and be sure not to let them get close to the city wall!"
"Sun Bicheng, you lead ninety spearmen and four monks from Aishan Village to defend the southern city wall..."
"Pang Shanhu, you lead the village's spiritual stone spearmen to defend the west wall..."
"Go quickly! Don't delay!"
From the watchtower in the middle of Aishan Village, Yang Zhen shouted an order.
However, some people hesitated to move.
"Master Yang, there are the most monsters in the west. There are no less than ten big monsters and monster generals. Our remaining spearmen in Aishan Village are less than seventy. Can we defend this?" This is Ai Shan. The head of a mountain village. Yang Zhen has been to this village several times, and the old man is already quite familiar with him, and he talks more casually.
"Fortmaster, there are also demon generals in the south. Well, we..." Sun Bicheng hesitated.
"Fortmaster, which side are you guarding?" Zhuge Yue asked curiously. This eldest sister seems to be a careless person at first glance.
Yang Zhen glanced at everyone and smiled: "The master of this castle has his own arrangements. You go quickly, time is tight!"
When he said this, no one dared to question him. They rushed to their positions one by one, and soon only the village chief and a few anxious-looking old people were left downstairs.
Yang Zhen nodded to them, jumped down from the watchtower, and flew towards the south wall.
…
The southern city wall is where the monster beast almost achieved a breakthrough in its previous attack. This time, the monster beast still put in a lot of effort.
Tens of thousands of beasts, a hundred monsters, and three monster generals.
If there were no demon generals, with the spirit stone spearmen in Sun Bicheng's hands, as well as the assistance of the four monks who had just recovered and thousands of villagers, not to mention completely defending, at least they could resist for a long time.
However, how to deal with these three second-level demon generals?
Yang Zhen came to the city.
He chose this side first because of the three demon generals, two were ghost-faced raccoons and one was a black-bellied scale snake.
The demon snake is relatively slow and is still three hundred feet away. The two ghost-faced civets are urging the large group of demonic beasts to gradually approach the position of two hundred feet.
The masked civet is cunning, timid and cautious. Although its strength is not weak, it is still hidden among a group of monsters, with only half of its body exposed.
He even had to stop after taking a few steps, for fear that humans might be hiding some deadly means.
What Yang Zhen needs is their timid temperament.
When the two demon generals were completely within a distance of two hundred feet, he took out his sun-chasing bow, drew the bow, leaned back, looked at the sun, and shot!
After he has perfected his Qi training, his spiritual consciousness is two hundred feet long. The lethality of the sun-chasing bow is close to a strike in the middle stage of foundation building!
These two ghost-faced raccoons were within his killing range.
The arrow is like a shooting star, shooting into the distance.
A ghost-faced raccoon was right in the middle of it, and it didn't panic. It opened its mouth and spit out an ice arrow, hitting the arrow.
The ice arrows of the second-level monsters are enough to deflect the arrows.
However, Yang Zhen controlled the arrow, quickly drew a long arc, passed by the ice arrow, and continued to chase the demon raccoon.
The demon raccoon suddenly panicked and jumped up to avoid it while spraying out another wall of ice.
Yang Zhen tried her best to control it, and the arrow passed over the ice wall and pierced the demon raccoon's back with a "pop" sound.
After just two turns, the strength of the arrow has been greatly reduced. Although it hit the target, it failed to penetrate deeply and only opened a small opening.
Even so, the demon raccoon screamed in fright, retreated hurriedly, and ran three hundred feet away.
At this time, Yang Zhen had already picked up the second arrow, turned around, and shot at another ghost-faced civet.
This demon raccoon obviously saw the scene just now. It reacted very quickly, spraying out a wall of ice and running away.
After the arrow bypassed the ice wall, the demon raccoon had escaped two hundred feet away. Yang Zhen didn't take it seriously and controlled the arrow to pin a black-bellied scale snake to the ground.
The body of this demonic snake wrapped around the arrow several times and stopped moving.
The two ghost-faced raccoons looked at all this in horror, lingering and hesitating three hundred feet away, never daring to come closer.
The second-level black-bellied scale snake was affected by them and frightened by the tragic death of the same kind, and also stopped.
What Yang Zhen wants is this effect.
If he wanted to kill them, he would at least put these monsters within a hundred feet so that they would not have time to escape.
It's just that if it takes too long, the west wall will be in danger.
He chuckled, quietly withdrew from the crowd, and flew towards the west.
…
To the west, this is the direction from which the wasteland monsters came, and the largest number of monsters gathered there.
Fifty thousand wild beasts, hundreds of monsters, and a dozen second-level monster generals!
Such strength is more than enough to attack the entire Heiwo Township and even Wushui County, not to mention just one wall of Aishan Village.
However, perhaps precisely because the west side is the strongest, its attack speed is the slowest.
The first ones were rats, rabbits, snakes, wolves and other wild beasts. Those demon generals and most of the demons were only approaching slowly from a distance.
Perhaps they were waiting for Aishan Village to reveal a flaw when it mobilized its troops, and then broke through in one fell swoop.
Despite this, the yellow sand of the mountain rabbit, the moon blade of the black moon wolf, the water arrows of the ghost-faced raccoon, and the poisonous sting of the black-bellied scaly snake. These monsters mixed among the wild beasts, and the various magical spells they release, are still a threat to the defenders. The villagers caused considerable harm.
Especially the yellow sand rolled up by the mountain rabbit made the spirit stone spearmen lose their target and could only fire their guns at will based on the feeling of "bang bang".
Or the monk threw a few fireballs and exploded them randomly.
From time to time, someone was hit and fell down on the wall of the village, and someone immediately stepped in behind him.
No one flinches, everyone knows that once the monster breaks through the city, the entire village will be destroyed!
When Yang Zhen rushed to the west, she saw exactly such a fierce scene.
Fortunately, I came not too late, he was secretly grateful.
A long roar: "Let me come!"
The young man jumped from the city wall!
"Master——" Several people behind him exclaimed.
Yang Zhen turned a deaf ear, took out the purple gold rod, got into the middle of the monster, and started beating it randomly with "bang bang bang bang".
Sweep a large area with the stick!
With his current strength and cultivation, anything hit by the stick, whether it is a wild beast or a monster, is almost certain to die.
After a while, several large or small circles composed of dead monsters appeared under the city wall.
In an instant, most of the monsters attacking the city wall were reduced, and the rest retreated one after another.
The villagers on the city wall were excited to see it and cheered loudly!
Yang Zhen didn't give these monsters a chance to breathe, and chased them.
He moved his "lonely shadow" to the left or right, forward or backward, as if entering a deserted place.
A solitary shadow is most suitable for a person to attack back and forth in the enemy formation. At this time, Yang Zhen is walking alone among thousands of troops!
Gradually, he was approaching the position of those demon generals.
A masked raccoon looked at the boy and roared to the sky.
The body of this raccoon dog is close to that of two wild boars, and it is half the size of the two that Yang Zhen drove on the southern city wall. It is obvious that this is a late second-level beast, and it should be the highest-level monster among the beasts here.
Seven or eight black moon wolves surrounded him from all directions, and countless moon blades shone with dazzling white light, overwhelming the boy.
"Come on! I wasn't afraid of this move from you ten years ago, haha!" Yang Zhen laughed loudly, activated [Innuendo], and wind blades flew out from the purple gold stick, scattering around like snowflakes.
This wind blade can be sent out in the middle stage of Qi training, but it can only send out one blast at that time, and its power is limited. Now it happens one after another, in groups. Especially since Yang Zhen had perfected her Qi training, her magic power was not the same as it was back then, and she could finally use this group killing technique.
The lethality of the wind blade was even greater than that of the moon blade. In an instant, the group of black moon wolves were struck one after another. Some fell to the ground wailing, while others dodged far away.
Yang Zhen didn't stop, and went wherever there were many monsters. Under the cutting of the wind blade, the monsters fell down in large pieces like ripe wheat.
"Oh!" The masked civet became even more angry. Amid the roar, a second-level Black Moon Wolf and a second-level masked civet rushed over.
"Poof", a blue ice arrow with icy power was shot at the boy, and the whole air seemed to freeze.
Yang Zhen was on guard for a long time. She ducked into a gap between a group of demon rats and disappeared immediately.
Immediately afterwards, the monsters fell down one after another like wheat.
It's nothing more than a tiger entering a flock of sheep!
The masked civet became more and more furious, roaring repeatedly, and several more demon generals rushed out.
Mountain rabbit, black-bellied scaly snake, black-moon wolf, spotted raccoon dog, long-ghost rat, and black-clawed pig demon.
A total of six demon generals surrounded the young man.
Wild sand, poison, moon blade, ice spike, iron spike...
All the monsters' innate spells were aimed at the humans in the middle.
It was also mixed with the cry of the second-order long-horned rat, which had a strong interference on the soul.
The masked civet in the distance had a smug smile on its devil-like human face, making it even more sinister and terrifying.
From its point of view, this human being is not highly cultivated, but has flexible body skills and amazing stick skills.
Six monsters will besiege him, and this person will die!
However, the young men in the circle were also laughing proudly.
"Yiyi, it's up to you." He said softly.
Xiao Xiancao had been feeling aggrieved for most of the day, not even sending out a single lightning bolt, just for this moment.
People want to buy in a group, oh no, the group will be destroyed!
In her words, group destruction saves money, well, it saves time and mana.
The sky suddenly darkened, and thick dark clouds seemed to come from the sky, appearing above the demon general's head in an instant.
A lightning bolt as thick as a bucket, like a giant dragon from ancient times, roared and roared, starting from the Black Moon Wolf on the left side of Yang Zhen, and struck six second-order monsters in a clockwise direction.
This is the latest breakthrough in Yiyi’s lightning skills: chain lightning!
The power of each blow is no less than a full-strength blow in the middle stage of foundation building. In addition, it is also mixed with the scorching fire, and the power is definitely beyond the ability of these newly promoted demon generals to compete.
The number of chains is currently six, which is exactly the same as the number of monsters on the field. It can be said that there is no waste at all.
Xiao Xiancao can do this kind of chain attack at most twice a day, which is enough on this battlefield.
All six monsters were hit, and some of them with lower cultivation levels or smaller bodies died immediately. The huge Black Moon Wolf and the Black Pig Demon were trembling all over and standing still, with fire burning in their hair. They were bullied by Yang Zhen, swung a stick, and killed them one after another.
The masked raccoon in the distance showed great fear on its face, suddenly raised its head and roared several times, and then——
Ran away.
This roar resounded throughout the battlefield, and the monsters on all sides retreated like an ebbing tide.
They were pushed and pushed one by one. The large monsters were strong and fast and jumped away. The small ones were trampled and staggered, leaving a mess on the ground.
"Chase!" Yang Zhen shouted loudly. He did not want these monsters to retreat to the wasteland and give them a chance to regroup.
If you don't take this opportunity to kill everyone, how long will it take?
Zhuge Yue understood the idea, took out the flying boat, and arranged for the spirit stone spearmen to get on the boat.
The four monks in Aishan Village, regardless of the consumption of mana, happily jumped on the flying boat. After finding a position, they quickly meditated and adjusted their breath, preparing to start a killing spree later.
Only Yang Zhen had the advantage of being on the ground. When he saw a second-level Black Moon Wolf, he chased after it.
The Black Moon Wolf was faster, but it was unfortunate that there were monster beasts in front of and behind it. It was so crowded that it couldn't move faster at all, and was soon caught up by Yang Zhen.
A bolt of lightning fell from the sky, making it dizzy. It was knocked down by the boy with a stick and thrown into space.
Although most of the fur was useless after the lightning strike, the demon elixir was still intact.
For the wealthy Yang Zhen, the first priority is to kill the enemy, and the second is the loot.
At this moment, a sigh came from far above:
"It's a pity that a good piece of monster skin is lost."
Yang Zhen was startled. She looked up and saw a spaceship slowly appearing next to a white cloud in the sky.
The spaceship itself was also white, and it was hidden behind the white clouds. At that time, everyone was busy dealing with monsters. Who would pay attention to a white spaceship?
The flying boat turned around and meandered towards the young man.
On the bow of the boat, stood a thin man with a long beard, his big sleeves fluttering, and he looked quite like an immortal.
"Who are you?" Yang Zhen looked at Feizhou with an unkind expression.
"Haha, Master Yang is indeed a young man," the man laughed and mocked, and introduced himself: "I am Wan Qingyou, the boss of Chongyun Trading Company, and I have met Master Yang."
Chongyun Trading Company? Yang Zhen narrowed her eyes and saw another person flashing out from behind Wan Qingyou, greeting him with a smile:
"Does Master Yang still recognize the old man?"
"Shopkeeper Cheng?" Yang Zhen recognized at a glance that this person was the shopkeeper surnamed Cheng who came to Wushui County two years ago and attempted to conspire with Fang Hong to steal the county's spiritual stone, but refused to admit it afterwards.
"Haha, Master Yang has a good memory," Shopkeeper Cheng said with a smile on his face and cupped his hands, "Old Cheng Youqian is a subordinate of Deacon Wan and has met Master Yang."
"What are you doing here?" Yang Zhen returned the salute and said lukewarmly.
"It's a trading company, naturally it's here to do business. You can buy monster flesh, fur, monster elixirs, anything here." Cheng Youqian introduced.
"Yeah." Yang Zhen responded, turned around and left: "We'll talk about it later, but now we'll deal with these monsters."
As he spoke, he had already fixed his eyes on the black-bellied scale snake and was rushing towards it.
"Whoosh -" The flying boat passed over his head, leaving him behind.
Immediately, Wan Qingyou waved his hand, and a fishing net inlaid with bells was thrown down.
The sound of the bell seemed to have a strong soul-soothing effect. The second-order black-bellied scaly snake stiffened and stood motionless. Then it was covered by the fishing net and taken back into the boat.
"Master Yang," Wan Qing's friend said with a smile: "Monster beasts must be captured alive to maximize their value. Using lightning to strike like you did, especially when you just scorched six monster generals at once, is really a waste of natural resources! "
"Just now? Six?" Yang Zhen's face changed, her eyes were cold: "How long have you been hiding in that white cloud?"
