"The idea is tough! Keep the green hills here, don't worry about running out of firewood, retreat!"
After receiving the words of the monk surnamed Chen, the red-robed Zhuji raised his head and shouted to the other Zhennan monks. At the same time, he shook his red robe and blocked the incoming pillar of fire.
"withdraw!"
"Let's go! Let's go!"
A group of Qi-training monks from Zhennan responded one after another and moved closer to the two foundation-building monks. Although several people were killed during the process, this group of monks did not behave in a chaotic manner as their morale plummeted as they imagined. It seemed that Being used to doing this kind of thing, it actually seemed more orderly than when Li Qingfeng and others were caught off guard just now.
At this time, seven or eight pillars of fire appeared on the Zhang family's formation, disrupting the formations of Zhennan Qi practitioners. Then, an old voice was heard from the formation: "Kill me Zhang. With so many children in the family, you want to leave? Let’s leave a few more lives behind!”
Li Qingfeng turned around and saw that the entire clan-protecting formation had a big hole, and one, two, three... a total of seven late-stage Qi training monks from the Zhang family flew out, including Zhang Weiran, Zhang Weihe and Zhang Pengyi. Waiting for a few people, plus the two who were outside the formation just now, there are nine people in the late stage of Qi training, and the two leading old men among them have reached the state of perfect Qi training. I am afraid that the sentence just now is one of them. one said.
"Peng Yu, you go and command the clansmen. The rest of the people will form a formation around me and Elder Zhichun!"
The old man who spoke was named Zhang Zhiheng. His face was wrinkled and his beard and hair were all white. He looked very old. The name of the "Elder Zhichun" he mentioned was Zhang Zhichun, who was also very old. The two of them were "Wei" of the Zhang family. Above the Zi generation, the only two remaining clan members of the "Zhi" generation are also the two reclusive elders of the Zhang family.
Zhang Pengyu, whom Li Qingfeng had met in Chaoyin Mountain, agreed and went to command the rest of the Zhang family monks. The remaining six monks followed Zhang Zhiheng's command. Three people surrounded Zhang Zhiheng, and three people surrounded Zhang Zhichun. A rather peculiar formation formed.
Then, they rushed straight up and looked in their direction. The target was not the Qi-training monks, but the two leading Foundation-building monks!
Seeing this, Li Qingfeng's pupils shrank slightly. He really didn't expect this. You must know that a foundation-building monk cannot compete with him in a few stages of Qi training, let alone the existence of a spiritual weapon in the opponent's hand. But the monks of the Zhang family are not madmen. If they dare to do this, they must have something to rely on - probably it is the formation they have formed.
In the world of cultivating immortals, anyone who has a little understanding of formations knows that as long as it is a formation, there must be a formation base. Generally, formations use formation flags or various spiritual objects as the formation base, but if these things are replaced For adults, with the monks as the base of the formation and the core of the formation, a monk's battle formation is formed.
Of course, the specific battle formation is not that simple. Whether it is Li Qingfeng's previous life or this life, the battle formation first appeared to deal with powerful monsters. Compared with monsters, the bodies of human monks are too fragile. They had to form a formation to protect themselves and be able to compete with them.
However, with the emergence of more and more struggles between people, the target of the battle formations has gradually shifted from monsters to human monks. Some of the battle formations have become larger and can accommodate more monks. They are often only in the It will only appear in large-scale conflicts between monks, and some parts have maintained their original size, suitable for hand-to-hand combat between a few monks. There is no doubt that what Zhang Zhiheng and others have formed now is this kind of small battle formation.
No matter what formation they formed, it was impossible for Li Qingfeng to watch them fight against two foundation-building monks alone, so he pulled away to meet the monk surnamed Chen who was about to take action, and shouted: "What are you doing? Your opponent is me!"
Seeing that Li Qingfeng dared to stop him at the first level of the Foundation Building, the monk surnamed Chen's face darkened, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he knew in his heart that he could not be held back here, so he shouted loudly to the red-robed Foundation Building Said: "Fellow Daoist Yang, use all your strength, don't let them hold you back!"
Chipao Zhuji understood in his heart, and responded with a dull sound. He kicked his feet hard, and at an astonishing speed, he rushed straight towards Zhang Zhiheng and others. At the same time, the red robe on his body lit up with aura, and with a wave of his right hand, a red light Ran Shang formed a fiery red palm in the air and shot it straight at Zhang Zhiheng. Judging from his movements, he was actually trying to use the spiritual weapon on his body to pass over Zhang Pengyi and others and directly kill Zhang Zhiheng!
There is no doubt that he has seen that Zhang Zhiheng and Zhang Zhichun are the core of this strange battle formation.
But at this moment, an aura that only a foundation-building monk could have rose from Zhang Zhiheng, while on the other side, the auras of the seven people, including Zhang Zhichun, all suddenly withered.
Seeing this, Chipao Zhuji was shocked, but the speed of his hand was not slow at all. He quickly pressed down with his fiery red palm, which was even faster than before. When he looked at Zhang Zhiheng again, he didn't know when there was more in his hand. Holding a long sword with both hands, he shouted: "Break it!"
This shout was as loud as a bell, but how could he show any sign of his old age?
With one slash, the fiery red palm only resisted for a moment and was cut off. Mo Dao slashed at Chipao Zhuji's body, colliding with Chipao Zhuji's body and emitting pieces of aura. The next moment, Chipao Zhuji's figure suddenly retreated. There was a little bit of horror in his eyes.
He didn't expect that a group of qi-training monks could actually bring out a spiritual weapon. If he hadn't defended it in time, he would have been disemboweled in just that one blow.
That's right, the Mo Dao in Zhang Zhiheng's hand is the spiritual weapon "Wujin Destroying Blade" left by the Zhang family's former foundation-building monk. This battle formation is also a product left by their ancestors. They want to use the battle formation and "Ujin-Destroying Blade", leaving at least one of these two foundation builders behind.
As early as two months ago, this group of monks came here, but there was only one foundation-building monk at that time, not the red-robed foundation-building monk, but the monk surnamed Chen next to him. At that time, he brought more than ten Qi Practitioners. The monks fought around the Zhang family's formation for a while, and then hurriedly left after trying out the second-level formation. When they came back today, there was one more foundation-building monk, and the number of Qi-training monks had tripled. At the same time, they also carried things like "formation-breaking talismans". If the monks of the Zhang family had not reacted in time and resisted desperately, the family-protecting formation would have been broken like this.
In this way, Zhang Zhiheng and others naturally did not dare to let the other party leave like this. What if the other party brought some monks over in a few days? Do they have to guard the Zhang family against thieves for a thousand days?
"Zhichun, use all your strength to keep him alive today!"
Zhang Zhiheng shouted loudly, and the aura in his body rose again. The red-robed monk was shocked when he saw this, and stepped back. At the same time, he shook his red robe and assumed a defensive posture.
He decided to avoid its edge for the time being.
Although he did not understand the specific functions of this battle formation, he believed that Zhang Zhiheng could not last long in this state. As long as he waited for the opponent's edge to pass, it would be time for him to take action.
