Chapter 92 Stealing
As soon as Zhang Zhixuan and others left Montenegro, someone used the messenger talisman to notify nearby Lu Yian.
Lu Yian and others had made preparations in advance and set up an ambush in a canyon they must pass through, preparing to ambush Zhang Zhixuan and others.
Regarding this situation, although Zhang Zhixuan and others were careful, they had no idea of the danger ahead.
As soon as he stepped into the canyon, Zhang Zhixuan felt a little uneasy. At this time, Zhang Leqian, who had the highest consciousness, noticed something was wrong and said suddenly: “Be careful, there is danger ahead. Everyone forms a formation and don’t act rashly.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the monks of the Zhang family quickly formed a formation as if out of conditioned reflex.
Although there is no Qingling Yuzhu to serve as the center of the formation and provide spiritual energy, a dozen mid- to late-stage Qi-training monks gathered together can resist the foundation-building monks and will not be easily defeated by others.
The qi-training monks from several other families also reacted quickly. They divided into four groups and gathered next to the Zhang family monks who had set up a formation. They swept the formation for them and checked for any leaks.
They know clearly that in this wilderness where killings are frequent, only by uniting and not being afraid of bloodshed can they survive.
If the Zhang family is destroyed, they will hardly be spared.
As soon as Zhang Legan finished speaking, as soon as the monks of the Zhang family started to take action, two sword lights flew from the cliff and slashed at Zhang Zhixuan.
Two foundation-building monks came with swords and floated above the canyon. These two people were Lu Yi’an and his friend Chen Zhongping of Roolu Mountain.
At this time, the clan leader Zhang Leqian also took the lead, blocking a sword light and standing in front of Chen Zhongping.
Chen Zhongping has already reached the third level of foundation building. Although Zhang Leqian has a higher level of cultivation, he has not recovered from his injuries and can only use three or four levels of mana, which is equivalent to a monk on the first level of foundation building. Even though he was more experienced, he could only barely block Chen Zhongping.
Lu Yi’an’s four ninth-level qi-training monk disciples also used floating talismans to jump down from the cliff and pounce on the remaining qi-training level monks, trying to contain them and prevent them from supporting Zhang Zhixuan.
Zhang Zhixuan sacrificed the golden sword and formed a golden sword light. The golden sword light was like a blue rainbow, blocking Lu Yi’an’s attack.
Seeing that there was an additional foundation-building monk in the Zhang family’s motorcade, Lu Yi’an felt secretly happy and felt that he had indeed seen it right.
If I hadn’t thought a little more and called my friend Chen Zhongping to be on the safe side, there would be no way to deal with Zhang’s family today, and there wouldn’t be much chance of winning.
Simply, Chen Zhongping came, and although he had to give up some of his profits, Chen Zhongping’s participation really had a decisive effect.
The flying sword that Lu Yi’an launched was faster than the other.
Although the flying sword in his hand was only a third-level low-grade one, his magic power was deeper and his spiritual consciousness was stronger. Under the continuous fierce attack, Zhang Zhixuan was killed with sweat on his back and his meridians were sore.
Defending for a long time will inevitably lead to losses. Zhang Zhixuan knew in his heart that continuing like this was not the solution. He could only release Zijian immediately, hoping to sneak attack Lu Yi’an, or at least disrupt his rhythm and allow himself to slow down.
The sub-sword released by the golden-light sub-sword made almost no sound, easily cut through the sky, and struck in front of Lu Yi’an.
Zhang Zhixuan was overjoyed that a mother-in-law sword could perform meritorious deeds. Unexpectedly, Lu Yi’an released a flower basket magical weapon. Thick mist emerged from the flower basket, and soon formed a sea of mist, wrapping himself in it.
The Zimu Sword entered the sea of fog and seemed to disappear. Zhang Zhixuan used all his strength to pull back the sneak attack Zijian.
Zhang Zhixuan picked up the golden sword and took a look, and found that the aura was somewhat dim, and it seemed that it would take a long time to recover.
At the same time, Lu Yi’an in the sea of fog still refused to give up and continued to attack Zhang Zhixuan. In order to resist his fierce attack, Zhang Zhixuan had already used three or four second-level flying swords to delay.
These second-level flying swords were almost easily cut off by Lu Yi’an, making Zhang Zhixuan’s heart bleed from the tightness in his hands.
Lu Yian was hidden in a large sea of fog. Zhang Zhixuan had no idea where he was hiding and could only be passively attacked by him. In order to change this situation, Zhang Zhixuan made a move with his hands and used the magic power in his body to release a blue flame as big as a fist. .
Although the flames were not big in size, their power was quite extraordinary. Once they entered the sea of fog, they immediately evaporated a large area of dense fog.
After a while, although Zhang Zhixuan’s mana had been consumed by less than half, the dense fog had thinned a lot, and Lu Yi’an could be vaguely seen.
He glanced at Lu Yi’an angrily, threw the jade talisman into the sea of fog, and hit Lu Yi’an.
This jade talisman is the most precious treasure of the Zhang family, a fourth-level middle-grade Tiangang Divine Thunder Talisman. The ancestor of the Zhang family, Chuyun, was already a fourth-order middle-grade talisman maker. In order to protect the safety of the family, three precious fourth-level talismans were given.
These three fourth-level talismans have been used twice due to the family’s unsatisfactory development in the past hundred years, leaving only the most precious Tiangang Shen Lei talisman.
However, facing danger today, Zhang Leqian could only use it to repel the enemy even if he was reluctant to give up.
With a slight movement of his magic power, a white thunder suddenly appeared above Lu Yi’an’s head.
The thunder exploded, making Lu Yi’an panic. Just by looking at the power of this thunder, he knew clearly that he would not be spared.
At this time, he suddenly felt filled with regret.
He knew clearly that the family monks in Taicheng County were not easy to mess with. These families had produced three Zifu monks in more than a thousand years.
The descendants of the Zifu monks certainly had powerful trump cards. It was for this reason that he called Chen Zhongping.
Unexpectedly, his rash actions immediately caused big trouble.
Fortunately, I was more thoughtful and did not let my son Lu Zichen participate, letting him stay in the safety of Montenegro, and leaving most of his property to him, otherwise the Lu family would be doomed today.
“I hope Zichen can be smarter, be smarter after receiving the news, and leave Montenegro immediately. Maybe this way he still has a chance to survive.”
At the last moment, Lu Yi’an did not think about himself, but worried about his son Lu Zichen in Montenegro.
The thunder struck down from the sky. Lu Yi’an already knew that resisting was useless, so he gave up resistance almost instantly and let the Tiangang Divine Thunder blow him into pieces.
As soon as Lu Yi’an died, Chen Zhongping saw that the monks of the Zhang family seemed to have seen a ghost. He immediately turned his flying sword around and did not even do any defense. He fled the battle circle crazily and fled into the mountains in a panic.
His approach was somewhat beyond Zhang Leqian’s expectations. Zhang Leqian could only hurriedly slash with his flying sword and barely cut off four of his fingers, leaving a mark on his body.
The two foundation-building monks died and fled, and the remaining six ninth-level Qi-training monks had become meat on the chopping board, and were easily killed by the Zhang family’s second foundation-building monk who had freed his hands.
Zhang Zhixuan and the others finished cleaning the battlefield, then looked fiercely at the two dozen Qi Practitioners below, and said fiercely: “Who betrayed us? Without inside information, how could they dare to ambush us?
If you speak up, I will let your family handle it.
If I find out, I will put him in a dilemma of life and death. “
At this time, Zhang Leqian’s face was a little ugly, he took out a red magic talisman and said fiercely: “This is a third-level God-asking talisman. Under the talisman, you Qi-training monks cannot lie at all.
If you don’t do anything and let me use the magic talisman, wasting my magic talisman and exacerbating my resentment, I will let him know how difficult it is to live in this world.
Don’t worry, I won’t let him die easily. I will only let him know what a beautiful thing death is, and I will make him into a medicine corpse.
Do you know what medicine corpse is?
He couldn’t even move, but his consciousness was still intact, and he even felt more sensitive than ordinary people.
They were soaked in medicinal fluids every day, and their flesh was cut and bled every day, making them feel as if they were in limbo every day. This kind of flesh corpse can even live for two hundred years if raised well. Are you willing to give it a try? “
What the two said frightened the other Qi-training monks, especially the monk who had revealed the details of the caravan due to greed. His face changed, and his expression was somewhat evasive.
(End of chapter)