According to Chipao Jiji's idea, he only needs to wait for Zhang Zhiheng's state to pass, then he can take action to defeat the enemy and seize the spiritual weapon. However, without the leader of the Zhang family monks, most of them will fall into chaos first. There is still a small amount in his storage bag. Zhang's second-level "formation-breaking talisman", if you grasp it well, you might have a chance to break the formation and go in to grab a fortune.
He looked at the "Black Gold Blade" in Zhang Zhiheng's hand in front of him, and the greed in his eyes was not concealed at all. He himself was only a spiritual weapon, and he had to go through many twists and turns to get it, but he didn't want to find it today. There is a chance to get another spiritual weapon. Although the attributes are different, whether it is sold or exchanged, it is a good choice. This is really my chance!
Seeing that Zhang Zhiheng and others seemed to be trying to surround him, Chipao Zhuji couldn't help but sneer in his heart and hummed: "Huh, what a trick!"
Although he said this, his movements were not slow at all. He used two talismans to protect himself on the left and right. At the same time, he pulled up his red robe. Spiritual energy surged all over his body. He took a defensive posture and waited for the opponent. Come and attack.
Opposite me, Zhang Zhiheng's eyes narrowed to a slit, and his wrinkled face tensed up. He raised the knife and ran forward. He let out a cry from his chest and slashed with the knife. Seeing his astonishing momentum, Red Robe Zhuji felt in his heart He was extremely vigilant and poured all his spiritual power into the red robe. The red robe shone with spiritual light and bulged, covering the entire body of the red robe Ji Ji.
The defense was ready, and they were waiting for the enemy to attack, but the expected blade did not arrive. Something was wrong in Chipao Zhuji's heart. Could it be that the opponent had any other moves? He didn't dare to neglect at all, and took out the third-level defense talisman that he used to save his life.
He just wanted to use it, but he couldn't help but feel distressed. After all, he was just a casual cultivator, and it was not easy to save such a fortune. But at this moment, he suddenly realized in his consciousness that the foundation-building aura outside the red robe was moving away from him. , suddenly it dawned on me, and then he became extremely anxious. He opened his red robe and shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist Chen, be careful!"
He saw that a group of Zhang family monks had passed him very quickly, aiming directly at Chen Zhuji who was fighting with Li Qingfeng on the other side!
That's right, their goal from the very beginning was not the red-robed foundation building, but the monk surnamed Chen who had already been here once.
Red Robe Foundation Establishment was the second time I came to help him. He was a physical practitioner, and he had a defensive weapon. He was just a smelly, hard stone. The monks from the Zhang family were not interested in him; the monk surnamed Chen was not. Likewise, he is the organizer. If he can call Chi Pao to build the foundation this time, he may not call anyone next time. If he lets go, there will be endless troubles.
Therefore, Zhang Zhiheng and others will try their best to expose the existence of their own spiritual weapons and battle formations, and also kill the opponent.
When they took action, Chen Zhuji was burning in his heart, and it was anger towards Li Qingfeng.
He didn't know what kind of immortality the young monk opposite him was. He was obviously a swordsman, but his fighting style was so weak. His sword moves were either defensive or defensive, or just containment. There was no joy in swordsmanship at all! That's all. His spiritual power was actually soft and soft, and he didn't come into direct contact with him at all. Every time he struck out with his sword, it felt as if it was stabbed on cotton, making him feel very uncomfortable.
As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the door. From the perspective of the qi-training monks outside, it is natural that the monk surnamed Chen is overwhelming Li Qingfeng, but the monk surnamed Chen knows in his heart that when he makes moves, there is always a certain There is a vague feeling of being seen through by the opponent. If you don't withdraw the move, the sword will be led away by the opponent, and if you withdraw the move, it will make you extremely uncomfortable.
By now, the monk surnamed Chen has completely put away his contempt for Li Qingfeng just now, but he still doesn't understand in his heart. He is obviously higher in cultivation than the other party, has better magical tools than the other party, and is older and more knowledgeable than the other party. Why does he just do this? Being restrained by the other party?
When Zhang Zhiheng and others took action, he noticed it immediately and felt a little relieved in his heart. After all, fighting with Li Qingfeng was too annoying. If the monks of the Zhang family wanted to send him to break the situation, it would be a A good thing.
Changing the sword techniques and recalling the moves, the monk surnamed Chen harnessed the spiritual power in his body and determined to kill these desperate Zhang family monks first, and then consider dealing with Li Qingfeng.
Although Li Qingfeng has not made a sword move that threatens him so far, the monk surnamed Chen still decided to keep an eye on him. This young monk is too weird, and he might have some killing moves that he doesn't know about. .
The sword body was dyed with aura, and the monk surnamed Chen surged with spiritual power and slashed out with his sword. He is a metal sword cultivator. Although it is not as violent as the fire attribute, it has the most cutting-edge meaning.
But it was at this time that a sudden change occurred.
I saw Zhang Zhichun's aura suddenly surged, and it suddenly reached the level of foundation building. In contrast, the aura of the other people further weakened. At the same time, Zhang Zhichun's face showed some abnormal blush, and he took out The usual broadsword met the sword energy struck by Chen Ji Zhuji.
"Ahhh!"
The moment the sword energy came into contact with the broadsword, he couldn't help but shout out, and all his spiritual energy poured into the knife in his hand like spring water. He saw the spiritual energy stars splashing at the contact point, and the blade was followed by Climbing up a series of cracks, Zhang Zhichun's face turned red, and he finally shouted happily and blocked the sword energy.
After blocking the sword energy, he turned his head and showed a difficult smile to Zhang Zhiheng. Then, the expression on his face froze, the light in his eyes dissipated, his breath disappeared, and he fell from the air.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhiheng's eyes twitched unconsciously and he gritted his teeth. However, without any hesitation, he stepped forward and slashed at Chen Zhuji with his sword.
The pupils of Chen Zhuji's pupils were slightly enlarged, and he ran his fingers over the long sword, deciding to defeat the opponent from the front. This is the pride of a metal swordsman. If you have to bow your head in front of a Qi Practitioner, the Tao of the future will be ruined. Don't leave the journey.
But at this moment, he saw Li Qingfeng moving out of the corner of his eye, and he felt a warning sign in his heart. He unconsciously raised his eyes to look, but there was no sign of Li Qingfeng anywhere? All that's left is a pair of purple eyes!
Seeing these eyes, the monk surnamed Chen's whole body movements suddenly froze, and all he could see in his eyes was purple all over the sky and the earth.
The next moment, Zhang Zhiheng's "Black Gold Blade" swiped across the neck of the monk surnamed Chen, and a big head flew into the sky.
Seeing that his plan finally came to fruition, a look of relief flashed across Zhang Zhiheng's face, and his whole body relaxed. But at this moment, he heard Li Qingfeng beside him shout: "No, be careful!"
Immediately afterwards, a blue lotus appeared out of thin air, barely blocking an incoming golden sword energy. Looking at the direction of the sword energy, there was a panting figure holding a sword. It was not Chen Zhuji but who is it?
Chen Zhuji's eyes swept left and right over Zhang Zhiheng and others and Li Qingfeng, and finally stopped at Li Qingfeng, feeling terrified in his heart.
This young monk's moves are so weird, whether it's sword skills or magical powers. If he hadn't taken out the third-level "substitution talisman" used to save his life just now, I'm afraid he would have fallen into this trap this time. The land of Dongyi.
He stared at Li Qingfeng with squinted eyes for a moment, sheathed his long sword, gritted his teeth and shouted to Chipao Zhuji: "Fellow Daoist Yang, let's go!"
