Following Chu Zhizheng's words, the magic sword trembled.
"Not good! This magic sword has anchor point properties!"
"withdraw!"
Among the five people, watching this scene, only one hesitated slightly, while the remaining four turned around and ran away decisively.
But Wang Zijia did not come from an orthodox fugue!
When everyone noticed something was wrong, Wang Zijia had already arrived.
The Infant God quickly escaped, and a piece of human skin was draped over the magic sword. As it expanded, it transformed into an incarnation, becoming one with the Infant God.
Wang Zijia first looked around, then the divine thoughts on the magic sword merged, and he instantly understood the general situation. He frowned and said, "What kind of snake, insect, rat, or ant dares to attack my Chu family!"
After saying this, he raised his hand and made a move, and five crystal red flying swords condensed out.
"Boohoo!"
The flying sword turned into a stream of light and disappeared in an instant.
"Chu Shenjun, this is a misunderstanding!"
"Senior Chu, show your noble hand!"
As the flying sword broke through the air, five people were picked out in an instant. The five people had some tricks, and none of them were attacked and killed by the flying sword. The five of them resisted the flying sword attack with great difficulty, and at the same time, they kept their heads down and acted as a team regardless of their dignity.
"I'll keep you alive for the time being!" Seeing this, Wang Zijia said calmly.
Five demons who have been famous for a long time. They have been famous for so many years. They are definitely the type who have accumulated a lot of experience. It is definitely more cost-effective to make them into tools than to kill them.
"Master Shen, don't bully others too much!"
"Old dog, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Two of the demons resisted with difficulty and replied with stern voices. As an evil cultivator who has been licking blood for many years, how can he restrain himself and let others slaughter him?
"court death!"
Wang Zijia's face turned cold, his mind moved slightly, and the flying sword attacking the five people was instantly strengthened.
"Stop hiding it. If you don't come up with some tricks to control your situation, you will really have to answer here today." Yan Yunfang, a master of the Liumen, roared, and a bloody human skin drum flew out.
"Boom!"
A strange vibrating sound spread, and the special mind sound power caused the five attacking flying swords to stop slightly for a moment.
The next moment, a Taoist took out a talisman and inspired it, and a huge gold brick appeared above Wang Zijia's head.
"fall!"
Not just him, the five demons all took action together, using talismans and magic weapons. They were all the trump cards for infant god-level attacks, and they attacked Wang Zijia with unusual tacit understanding.
If Wang Zijia really was the infant god who had just broken through, or if he came from a fugue, he would really have capsized in the gutter and been thrown into a row by five.
It's a pity that Wang Zijia is not!
Facing the attack, Wang Zijia's eyes flashed coldly and he waved.
'The false spirit said: Ancient luck has come true! '
The next moment, a huge figure appeared behind Wang Zijia, and Wang Zijia's momentum also increased rapidly.
"Peak Infant God? Damn it! This is simply an old monster!"
"Invincible!"
"Run separately, you can run..."
Several people looked frightened, but unfortunately there was no chance for them to escape.
As the shadow Taoist behind Wang Zijia raised his hand, five streaks of light flew out, and the flying sword was as fast as lightning, instantly piercing through the eyebrows of the five people without any resistance.
"puff!"
The life-saving means of four of them were triggered, but had no effect.
Only Jiang Jingshu, who was repairing the painting, turned into a skinned bloody man after the two human skins beside him and his own exploded, and fled away.
The bloody stream of light quickly moved away, extremely fast, which obviously triggered the blood escape method.
"Old guy, this feud has been recorded by a certain family!" Before Jiang Jingshu left, he did not forget to say harsh words, showing the arrogance of the devil.
"Humph!" Wang Zijia snorted coldly.
With a move of his hand, the opponent's exploded human skin turned into a ball of minced meat, which was quickly caught by Wang Zijia. And wisps of strange aura twitched from it.
"If you really run away like this, do you still want my face?"
Looking at the strange silk threads pulled out, there were several very thick ones connected to the distance, Wang Zijia spoke coldly.
The fuzzy Taoist behind him raised his hand again, and Erwa turned into a crystal red flying sword and condensed out.
'Causation and Swordsmanship: The Flying Sword of the Seven Swords of Cutting Heaven is coming! '
The crystal red flying sword vibrated. Wang Zijia wrapped the causal thread in his hand around it. The flying sword immediately followed the thread and locked onto the bloody Jiang Jingshu who was still moving away.
"go!"
Following Wang Zijia's words, the flying sword shook.
"call out!"
With a loud sound, the flying sword turned into a stream of light and flew out.
"No!"
The next moment, a cry of despair sounded, and then there was no more movement.
After a few breaths, the flying sword transformed by Erwa hurried back with the body.
Wang Zijia flipped his hands and put away all the corpses of the five demons. Then he frowned and looked at the stunned second elder Chu Zhizheng beside him, and asked:
"What's going on? You were asked to take over An County. How did it end up like this?"
Chu Zhizheng immediately came back to his senses and said respectfully: "Reporting to Third Uncle, these guys must have hurried over after seeing Third Uncle's actions in Qinghe Mansion, just to take the opportunity to steal food from us. "
In his words, he recounted what happened, without concealing his own operational errors.
Wang Zijia frowned for a while after hearing this, and had a new understanding of the boldness of these evil demons.
Knowing that this matter involves the Divine Lord, or that it is a feud between two top aristocratic families, yet they still want to take advantage of the chaos to intervene and make a profit. I have to say that he is indeed a celebrity of the heretical side!
Just as Wang Zijia was about to say something, the next moment, he felt another call for help.
"Okay, let's finish the consolidation of this city quickly!"
There was no time to say anything more. After leaving these words, he disappeared in a flash. Only a new, full-power magic sword was left on the spot.
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Baituo Town, to say it is a town is actually inappropriate.
Originally it was indeed a small town in Qinghe Prefecture. Later, the Murong family intervened and developed it into a city because of its strategic location.
With more than a thousand years of development, it has become much more prosperous than most counties in Qinghe Prefecture, and it has also become one of the most important resources of the Murong family.
Therefore, this place is not only protected by a complete third-grade peak formation, but also a real person from the Murong family, a real person from the Keqing who has just joined the job, and a number of other forces are stationed here.
When Great Elder Chu Lin arrived with his people, no one could negotiate with them, because the formation was already in operation, and they had obviously received the news in advance.
Moreover, Murong Guangping, who was guarding the city, had already unified their opinions and planned to lead all the people in Fangshi City to make the final resistance.
However, all this is just a futile struggle.
After all, Wang Zijia had obtained detailed information about the Qinghe Mansion, and Chu Ziyu had been telling him about it for half a month. Of course, Wang Zijia knew about it.
So not only did he give the great elder Chu Lin a magic sword with a real person and a fake spirit, but he also gave him a baby god jade talisman that he had tried to refine before.
After Chu Lin tried attacking the formation twice to no avail, he decisively flipped his hand, and a bead the size of a glass bead, like a blood crystal, appeared in his hand.
The beads are densely covered with cracks, and there is a glint of lava flow inside.
Chu Lin held the beads and was slightly nervous. After all, he has been practicing for many years, but he has never used a talisman.
Fortunately, Wang Zijia's jade talisman is easier to use than the talisman.
As Chu Lin's thoughts came into contact, the round bead jade talisman instantly lit up with a dangerous red light.
The next moment, Chu Lin input a weak mana, and the ball in his hand expanded rapidly, turning into a dark red fireball the size of a round table in front of him.
"Gulu!"
The terrifying heat wave made the Chu family disciples who followed behind them all swallow their saliva.
Chu Lin concentrated on controlling the fireball with his mind, making it slowly rise into the sky, like a dim red sun.
"call out!"
When Chu Lin completed the target locking, the burning fireball floating above his head instantly turned into a stream of light.
"call!"
Chu Lin let out a breath of exhaustion. Although this thing did not consume his mana, it was still a bit difficult to drive the infant god-level lava fireball with his spiritual consciousness at the peak of Jijiu.
"puff!"
"呲呲!"
"puff······"
The next moment, the imagined huge explosion did not happen.
The red sun collided with the formation shield, and then exploded into a pool of lava, covering half of the formation shield.
Immediately afterwards, subtle explosions and corrosive smoke sounded alternately.
The third-grade peak composite formation that could withstand the Infant God's attack for half a quarter of an hour fluctuated rapidly.
"Snapped!"
Within a few dozen breaths, it completely collapsed in the eyes of the Chu family.
A lot of lava that had not yet been exhausted fell into the city, but it did not cause any commotion.
"Walk!"
Seeing this, Chu Lin directly took the magic sword and rushed into Fangshi.
But an accident happened again. The moment they entered the city, there was another formation, a phantom formation!
What they had seen before, the orderly defense in the city was completely an illusion.
As soon as they entered, Chu Lin and the others smelled the strong smell of blood when the thick fog hit them. Broken corpses were everywhere in the city.
The entire city was filled with thick fog, with visibility less than five meters.
"Elder, someone seems to be here first?" One person looked at this scene with an ugly expression.
Chu Lin shook his head and said: "The protective formation is intact. It was obviously done by insiders."
"Elder, these people either had their souls extracted before they died, or they all died in bliss! It should be the illusion of Murong Guangping of the Murong family and the new Caimen guest Qing Feng Bainiang." A disciple checked. After looking at the body for a moment, he reported back.
"What are they going to do?" Another person asked with an ugly expression.
"You'll know what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd if you kill it!" another person replied.
The great elder, Chu Lin, led the largest group of people. There were hundreds of people in total, and there were more than thirty people offering wine.
After everyone exchanged a few words, Chu Lin controlled the magic sword and killed towards the center of Fangshi City.
"Woo!"
The next moment, a dark wind hit, and a large group of ghosts suddenly rushed out of the fog and pounced on everyone.
Among them were actually a fierce ghost with a green face and fangs, and a resentful ghost with a flying head. Their powerful aura surprised everyone.
"Fight!"
The next moment, Chu Lin decisively activated the magic sword.
The magic sword flashed, and several ghosts that were comparable to real people were transformed into phantoms!
(End of chapter)
