Zhang Xuan'an, who had not yet reached the foot of the mountain, suddenly heard the rapid ringing of the alarm bell from the top of the mountain. He was startled. Then he heard continuous explosions, loud roars, shouts of killing, fire and thick smoke rising into the sky, and most of the city was shocked. Zi fell into chaos.
In hindsight, he realized that someone was daring enough to rob the market.
When he heard Taoist He from the top of the mountain shouting an order, saying that the thieves who were robbing Fang City currently included six fourth-level masters and more than twenty third-level thieves and monks, Zhang Xuan'an, who had just drawn out his sword in anger, shrank his neck and started to act furtively. He glanced around at the chaotic streets.
The thief was powerful, so he couldn't rush in and fight him in a flash of his mind.
He always boasts that he can beat two Ye Weiyin with one person. It is just a joke among his classmates, but it cannot be taken seriously.
With Ye Weiyin's insidious method of hiding a knife in his smile, it's not certain who will win and who will lose when fighting for his life?
All his combat experience was only gained from discussions with fellow sects, clerks and shopkeepers from other shops, and from reading classics.
He never had the opportunity to fight with the thief Xie Chong with real swords and guns.
To use Chen Zhong's joke, he is the only young dog in the den who has never seen bloodshed and has not yet stepped out of his comfort zone. He has a grin on his face and does not understand the dangers of the spiritual world. Although his words are rough, it is so true.
What's more, there are so many desperadoes who dare to rob the city?
I saw monks flying around in the street. Suddenly, some were slashing with swords, and some were blasting with spells.
There is chaos everywhere, and it is difficult to tell who is the thief and who is a passer-by who comes to Fangshi to experience?
The bloody current situation of the weak and the strong in the spiritual world described in the classics was suddenly displayed before his eyes.
Zhang Xuanan cautiously retreated to the gap in the rocky mountain. It was too chaotic outside. There was a strange excitement in his heart that was ready to rush in and kill. However, the chords in his mind were very calm and tight. He did not dare to act rashly. It was important to save his life, so he had to guard it first. The masters in the market rushed to the front, and it was not too late for him to take action if he saw the advantage.
Seeing Daochang He and the other four people suddenly flying away from the top of the mountain, Zhang Xuanan hurriedly touched the top carefully.
He wanted to see Taoist Master He's method of killing the fourth-level thieves from a high place. It was a rare opportunity to broaden his horizons and gain knowledge. He also wondered how he could be so leisurely and calm at a critical moment of war. Shouldn't you be nervous?
Why is he not worried or nervous at all?
Formation fluctuations were rapidly advancing throughout the city, closing at a very fast speed, and the monks on the top of the mountain activated the backup formation.
Several miles away, sword lights crisscrossed the sky, and black and red flames filled the sky. The shadows were so blurry that he could not see clearly. There were other thieves cultivators shouting and rushing to the west. He was busy using his spiritual eyes to look carefully. Perhaps he was worried about destroying the nearby areas. In the shop that had just opened the protective formation, the four masters used their attacks very cautiously, suppressing the power within a certain range.
Suddenly there was a roar from the other side, "Go to hell, haha!"
"Quickly retreat!"
It was Taoist Master He's shout.
Zhang Xuan'an was frightened, what's the trouble? Even Taoist He felt the threat. He subconsciously ducked behind a protruding rock. A blazing red light flashed, followed by an earth-shattering explosion.
Even though he was miles away, Zhang Xuanan was still so shocked that his head was buzzing and his breath was surging.
I was shocked, what kind of magical method was this?
He quickly adjusted his breath to stabilize his mind and breath, and hurriedly activated all the protective magic weapons on his body.
Only then did he realize that after watching the excitement for a while, he actually forgot to apply the simplest protection to himself. He almost slapped himself in the face. He was inexperienced in battle and made such a stupid mistake. Fortunately, there was still room for remediation. .
Rubbing his ears and looking out from behind the rocks, he saw dust, flames, and thick smoke billowing upwards. The air was distorted, and violent winds were rolling in and raging in all directions. A huge deep pit appeared about a hundred feet away from the center of the explosion. The shops on that street Only ruins were left, with few living people able to struggle or move. It was too miserable to look at.
The formation had not been completely closed yet, but once again the friends no longer existed, Zhang Gongan was frightened, what should he do?
I don’t know what happened to Daochang He and the other three masters guarding Fangshi?
"Brother
Brothers, hurry up and rob the target shop. Those four thieves are either dead or crippled. Let the three of us deal with them. "
A skinny man wearing a strange gray robe flew up in the air, waving a blood jade staff in his hand, and shouted: "Everyone who has nothing to do with me, please be patient and don't move around. Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!"
The other two men and women flew into the air and searched the ruins below, intimidating the monks from other shops in the city not to act rashly.
Those passing monks who came here to travel, shop, or sell items were hiding in groups behind shops that had activated protective formations. When encountering such an unfortunate incident, they could only act according to the situation, and no one dared to come forward.
Fangshi was defeated so easily by the thieves, and I don't know how many cultivators cursed Fangshi's masters in their hearts.
Zhang Xuan'an, who was hiding on the mountain, met the gloomy eyes of one of the old men in the sky and quickly retreated in fright.
He saw several teams of thieves, led by a tall fourth-level demon cultivator with an evil spirit, smashing open the precarious protective formations of several shops near the explosion, rushing into the shops and killing the shopkeepers, who were all running away. Those who escaped slower died. No whole body.
Fortunately, the two shops in Xianlingguan are far apart and are not the targets of thieves.
With his inexperienced mind, he had already guessed that this group of thieves were not impromptu, but well-planned. Even the monster ape had planned to use some method to self-destruct, just in time to destroy the store they were going to rob. There is no protection.
Otherwise, you will waste a lot of time looking for treasures in a pile of ruins.
To be able to calculate so accurately, there is a thief in the shop.
"Over there, kill him quickly!"
The woman in the air screamed, and a dark yellow magic weapon shot out, turning into a vague and ferocious beast.
"Bang", Shi Yin, wearing a black and red tattered robe, emerged from under the ruins a hundred feet away. He was blasted by the beast shadow and two other spells. Dust flew up and black and red flames splashed everywhere.
"It's "Finger-Severing Substitute Witchcraft". The shaman warrior is still hiding nearby. Find him quickly."
The man in gray robe holding the blood jade staff shouted. In his left hand, he held a short sword about a foot long. The color was bright red, and there were ripples spreading out from the tip of the sword.
"Ha, just because you, a useless blood wizard, can find me... cough!"
Shi Yin's sarcastic voice came from somewhere underground, revealing the heels of the gray-robed man in the air. Only the sudden coughing behind him revealed Shi Yin's hiding place. He was obviously seriously injured.
As the man in gray robe waved his hand, the bloody dagger in his hand, the woman's khaki beast shadow, and the black light ball released by the old man simultaneously hit a broken tree stump three hundred feet away behind him.
They were wary of Shi Yin and He Guangjun who were guarding Fang City.
A sorcerer and a swordsman, both of whom have outstanding combat prowess and are famous far and wide. If they hadn't really been unable to wait another seven or eight years for the two masters to leave the city after their term of office had expired before starting to rob the city, they wouldn't have gone to great lengths to set up The cost of trapping the two of them was too high. The only way to save the money was to kill the two masters completely and rob a few more shops.
"not good…"
"careful!"
The moment the three men in the air took action, the man in gray robe suddenly felt horrified, knowing that he had fallen into another opponent's plan.
The companions noticed a flash of sword light, which was extremely dazzling. It burst out of the ground and attacked the gray-robed man's back. He shouted that it was too late to stop him.
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