Chapter 187 Family Attack (Part 3)
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Xiao Shi Yi Mo
Chapter 187 Family Attack (Part [-])
The battle on the front line was tight, and the four major sects had to transfer their manpower to the rear. The Xiuxian family recruited again and again, and most of them were women and children, old and weak, and their defense was weak.
Originally, the four major sects still left patrol envoys to prevent Xiaoxiao from causing chaos, and also to supervise the battle.
As the fighting intensified, the inspectors were transferred to the field one after another, leaving the rear empty.
Sun Ping was originally a casual cultivator who made a living by hunting monsters. Because of his rich experience, he was promoted as the leader by his companions.
At the age of 50, Sun Ping bought two bottles of true evil energy, successfully advanced to the foundation building stage, and gathered more than a dozen immortal cultivators under his command.
Wei and Song were at war, and the rear was empty. Sun Ping saw an opportunity to make a fortune.
Sun Ping is from Ningzhou, and he set his target on Qinglian Wang's family.
The Wang family had personal grievances with Sun Ping, but due to the power of the Wang family, Sun Ping had to endure it before, but now that he had the opportunity to take revenge, Sun Ping would naturally not let it go.
After all, the Wang family has been established for many years, so they are not allowed to have a hole card.
Sun Ping sent ten men to burn, kill and loot in Fangshi, while he guarded Qinglian Mountain on the way back and forth to Fangshi, preparing to rob and kill the Wang family's reinforcements. If the Wang family had foundation-building monks, he would retreat.
At noon, Sun Ping's men burned, killed and looted the shops opened by Wang, Huang and Chen's three houses on time. They either sacrificed magic charms or flying swords to attack the shops opened by the three houses.
The incident happened suddenly, and the three families suffered heavy losses, and they sent sound transmission talismans to the clan for help.
Not long after, a large white cloud flew out of Qinglian Mountain and flew towards Fangshi.
Not long after, the white cloud reached the sky above the mountain where Sun Ping and his men were. Sun Ping swept his spiritual sense and found no aura of foundation-building monks. He was overjoyed and shouted loudly, "Do it."
He sacrificed two yellow flying knives about a foot long, and slashed at the members of the Wang family on the white cloud.
The five Qi-refining monks either sacrificed spiritual weapons or spiritual symbols, and attacked the royal family members on the white cloud.
Wang Mingzhan was leading the support team. Seeing the two yellow throwing knives exuding astonishing aura, his expression changed drastically. Without saying a word, he hurriedly sacrificed a second-level crow puppet.
The crow puppet opened its mouth and spewed out more than a dozen red blades, facing the two yellow throwing knives.
Another clansman also sacrificed a second-order crow puppet to resist the attack of the magic weapon.
At the same time, a clansman immediately sent a sound transmission talisman to the clan.
"Second-order puppet beast! Get rich."
Sun Ping's eyes brightened, and he manipulated the magic weapon to slash Wang Mingzhan and others.
Although Wang Mingzhan was carrying a Tier [-] puppet beast, he couldn't resist the attack of the magic weapon. He hurriedly crushed a Tier [-] talisman and turned it into a thick cyan light curtain, covering everyone.
Two yellow flying knives struck the cyan light curtain, and the cyan light curtain shook slightly twice.
Sun Ping commanded his subordinates to continuously attack the cyan light curtain, and the light of the cyan light curtain became dimmer, looking as if it would collapse at any moment.
"Who dares to touch members of my royal family!"
A cold male voice came from the distant sky.
As soon as the words fell, a golden light appeared in the sky. It was the golden-billed eagle, and Wang Mingjiang was sitting on the golden-billed eagle's back.
"Foundation cultivators! Damn it, why does the Wang family still have foundation cultivators?"
Sun Ping's face changed drastically, and he cursed.
Before he started, he had already inquired clearly. This time, the Four Sects of the Song Dynasty recruited a lot. The foundation-building monks of every Xiuxian family were recruited away. He did not expect that there were foundation-building monks in the Wang family. Obviously, they were dark sons. Knowing this, he will not do anything to the Wang family.
He hurriedly recalled the magic weapon, but at this moment, two second-order puppets swooped down and rushed towards him.
There was a sound of "swish" piercing through the air, and dozens of red fire blades and dozens of cyan lightsabers flew towards them.
Sun Ping hurriedly took out a round yellow shield and stood in front of him.
A huge explosion sounded, and Sun Ping was safe and sound, but his subordinates were in bad luck, pierced through the body by the red fire blade and the cyan lightsaber.
There was a loud "嗤嗤" sound, and densely packed blue short feet flew over and hit the yellow shield, causing some small cracks to appear on the surface of the yellow shield.
A sharp cry sounded, and the golden-billed eagle swooped down from the sky. At the same time, three second-order flying puppets also swooped down from the sky.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, and the yellow shield was shattered by densely packed red flame blades and cyan lightsabers. Sun Ping himself was pierced through the body by a large number of blue short rulers.
His eyes were wide open, and there was a look of disbelief on his face.
If he had known this, he would not have done anything to the Wang family, but there is no medicine for regret in the world.
Wang Mingjiang landed next to Sun Ping's body, carefully identified it, and frowned: "It turned out to be him. I didn't expect him to enter the foundation establishment stage."
"Brother 21, do you know him?"
"Well, when hunting monsters in the early years, in order to fight for the prey, I fought with this person. At that time, he escaped. I didn't expect him to successfully build a foundation, and came back to trouble our Wang family. By the way, sixth brother, You go back to Qinglian Mountain to garrison, so as not to fall into the enemy's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain, I will go to Fangshi to destroy those Xiaoxiao."
Wang Mingjiang searched away the belongings of Sun Ping and the others, sat on the back of the golden-billed eagle, and flew towards Fangshi, while Wang Mingzhan took his tribe back to Qinglian Mountain.
With the protection of the second-order formation, the monks who established the foundation will not be able to take Qinglian Mountain in a short time.
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On a certain stretch of cyan mountain range, a white light quickly passed over the mountain range.
After a dozen or so breaths, the white light stopped above a half-moon-shaped valley.
The valley was bare and looked a little desolate.
The white light is a huge white scroll, and Wang Changsheng and others are sitting on it.
Li Hongyuan took out a sound transmission talisman, said a few words in a low voice, and threw it into the valley below.
Not long after, a ray of yellow light flew out of the valley out of thin air, the yellow light flashed, and Zhao Ningxiang's figure appeared.
Not seen for a few years, Zhao Ningxiang is already on the third floor of the foundation.
"Junior Sister Zhao, Li Hongyuan of the Lower White Deer Academy, we are here to garrison under the order of Senior Zhao from the Zixiao Gate."
Li Hongyuan cupped his hands at Zhao Ningxiang and said politely.
"Senior Brother Ye and the others!"
Zhao Ningxiang was full of doubts.
"Ye Daoyou and the others have something to do and can't come. We are here to replace them. This is a transfer order."
Li Hongyuan raised his hand, and a shiny white token flew out of it, with the word "medicine" on it.
Zhao Ningxiang took out a palm-sized white jade plate, put the token on the jade plate, a white light flashed, and dense runes appeared on the surface of the white jade plate.
"There is no problem with the order, come in with me!"
Zhao Ningxiang took out a yellow command flag, threw it down, and it turned into a yellow light and disappeared into the valley.
With a flash of yellow light, several buildings emerged out of thin air, several large furnaces were driving on the open space, and a large amount of ore was piled up on the ground.
Li Hongyuan controlled the white scroll and slowly landed.
In addition to Zhao Ningxiang, there are three foundation-building monks, and the highest cultivation level is a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a gentle face, who has built seven layers of foundation.
Wang Yaozong's death was indeed hasty, as he wrote it, he drifted away from the outline. He was going to die, but he will die more tragically. It is my fault
(End of this chapter)
The battle on the front line was tight, and the four major sects had to transfer their manpower to the rear. The Xiuxian family recruited again and again, and most of them were women and children, old and weak, and their defense was weak.
Originally, the four major sects still left patrol envoys to prevent Xiaoxiao from causing chaos, and also to supervise the battle.
As the fighting intensified, the inspectors were transferred to the field one after another, leaving the rear empty.
Sun Ping was originally a casual cultivator who made a living by hunting monsters. Because of his rich experience, he was promoted as the leader by his companions.
At the age of 50, Sun Ping bought two bottles of true evil energy, successfully advanced to the foundation building stage, and gathered more than a dozen immortal cultivators under his command.
Wei and Song were at war, and the rear was empty. Sun Ping saw an opportunity to make a fortune.
Sun Ping is from Ningzhou, and he set his target on Qinglian Wang's family.
The Wang family had personal grievances with Sun Ping, but due to the power of the Wang family, Sun Ping had to endure it before, but now that he had the opportunity to take revenge, Sun Ping would naturally not let it go.
After all, the Wang family has been established for many years, so they are not allowed to have a hole card.
Sun Ping sent ten men to burn, kill and loot in Fangshi, while he guarded Qinglian Mountain on the way back and forth to Fangshi, preparing to rob and kill the Wang family's reinforcements. If the Wang family had foundation-building monks, he would retreat.
At noon, Sun Ping's men burned, killed and looted the shops opened by Wang, Huang and Chen's three houses on time. They either sacrificed magic charms or flying swords to attack the shops opened by the three houses.
The incident happened suddenly, and the three families suffered heavy losses, and they sent sound transmission talismans to the clan for help.
Not long after, a large white cloud flew out of Qinglian Mountain and flew towards Fangshi.
Not long after, the white cloud reached the sky above the mountain where Sun Ping and his men were. Sun Ping swept his spiritual sense and found no aura of foundation-building monks. He was overjoyed and shouted loudly, "Do it."
He sacrificed two yellow flying knives about a foot long, and slashed at the members of the Wang family on the white cloud.
The five Qi-refining monks either sacrificed spiritual weapons or spiritual symbols, and attacked the royal family members on the white cloud.
Wang Mingzhan was leading the support team. Seeing the two yellow throwing knives exuding astonishing aura, his expression changed drastically. Without saying a word, he hurriedly sacrificed a second-level crow puppet.
The crow puppet opened its mouth and spewed out more than a dozen red blades, facing the two yellow throwing knives.
Another clansman also sacrificed a second-order crow puppet to resist the attack of the magic weapon.
At the same time, a clansman immediately sent a sound transmission talisman to the clan.
"Second-order puppet beast! Get rich."
Sun Ping's eyes brightened, and he manipulated the magic weapon to slash Wang Mingzhan and others.
Although Wang Mingzhan was carrying a Tier [-] puppet beast, he couldn't resist the attack of the magic weapon. He hurriedly crushed a Tier [-] talisman and turned it into a thick cyan light curtain, covering everyone.
Two yellow flying knives struck the cyan light curtain, and the cyan light curtain shook slightly twice.
Sun Ping commanded his subordinates to continuously attack the cyan light curtain, and the light of the cyan light curtain became dimmer, looking as if it would collapse at any moment.
"Who dares to touch members of my royal family!"
A cold male voice came from the distant sky.
As soon as the words fell, a golden light appeared in the sky. It was the golden-billed eagle, and Wang Mingjiang was sitting on the golden-billed eagle's back.
"Foundation cultivators! Damn it, why does the Wang family still have foundation cultivators?"
Sun Ping's face changed drastically, and he cursed.
Before he started, he had already inquired clearly. This time, the Four Sects of the Song Dynasty recruited a lot. The foundation-building monks of every Xiuxian family were recruited away. He did not expect that there were foundation-building monks in the Wang family. Obviously, they were dark sons. Knowing this, he will not do anything to the Wang family.
He hurriedly recalled the magic weapon, but at this moment, two second-order puppets swooped down and rushed towards him.
There was a sound of "swish" piercing through the air, and dozens of red fire blades and dozens of cyan lightsabers flew towards them.
Sun Ping hurriedly took out a round yellow shield and stood in front of him.
A huge explosion sounded, and Sun Ping was safe and sound, but his subordinates were in bad luck, pierced through the body by the red fire blade and the cyan lightsaber.
There was a loud "嗤嗤" sound, and densely packed blue short feet flew over and hit the yellow shield, causing some small cracks to appear on the surface of the yellow shield.
A sharp cry sounded, and the golden-billed eagle swooped down from the sky. At the same time, three second-order flying puppets also swooped down from the sky.
"Boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, and the yellow shield was shattered by densely packed red flame blades and cyan lightsabers. Sun Ping himself was pierced through the body by a large number of blue short rulers.
His eyes were wide open, and there was a look of disbelief on his face.
If he had known this, he would not have done anything to the Wang family, but there is no medicine for regret in the world.
Wang Mingjiang landed next to Sun Ping's body, carefully identified it, and frowned: "It turned out to be him. I didn't expect him to enter the foundation establishment stage."
"Brother 21, do you know him?"
"Well, when hunting monsters in the early years, in order to fight for the prey, I fought with this person. At that time, he escaped. I didn't expect him to successfully build a foundation, and came back to trouble our Wang family. By the way, sixth brother, You go back to Qinglian Mountain to garrison, so as not to fall into the enemy's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain, I will go to Fangshi to destroy those Xiaoxiao."
Wang Mingjiang searched away the belongings of Sun Ping and the others, sat on the back of the golden-billed eagle, and flew towards Fangshi, while Wang Mingzhan took his tribe back to Qinglian Mountain.
With the protection of the second-order formation, the monks who established the foundation will not be able to take Qinglian Mountain in a short time.
······
On a certain stretch of cyan mountain range, a white light quickly passed over the mountain range.
After a dozen or so breaths, the white light stopped above a half-moon-shaped valley.
The valley was bare and looked a little desolate.
The white light is a huge white scroll, and Wang Changsheng and others are sitting on it.
Li Hongyuan took out a sound transmission talisman, said a few words in a low voice, and threw it into the valley below.
Not long after, a ray of yellow light flew out of the valley out of thin air, the yellow light flashed, and Zhao Ningxiang's figure appeared.
Not seen for a few years, Zhao Ningxiang is already on the third floor of the foundation.
"Junior Sister Zhao, Li Hongyuan of the Lower White Deer Academy, we are here to garrison under the order of Senior Zhao from the Zixiao Gate."
Li Hongyuan cupped his hands at Zhao Ningxiang and said politely.
"Senior Brother Ye and the others!"
Zhao Ningxiang was full of doubts.
"Ye Daoyou and the others have something to do and can't come. We are here to replace them. This is a transfer order."
Li Hongyuan raised his hand, and a shiny white token flew out of it, with the word "medicine" on it.
Zhao Ningxiang took out a palm-sized white jade plate, put the token on the jade plate, a white light flashed, and dense runes appeared on the surface of the white jade plate.
"There is no problem with the order, come in with me!"
Zhao Ningxiang took out a yellow command flag, threw it down, and it turned into a yellow light and disappeared into the valley.
With a flash of yellow light, several buildings emerged out of thin air, several large furnaces were driving on the open space, and a large amount of ore was piled up on the ground.
Li Hongyuan controlled the white scroll and slowly landed.
In addition to Zhao Ningxiang, there are three foundation-building monks, and the highest cultivation level is a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a gentle face, who has built seven layers of foundation.
Wang Yaozong's death was indeed hasty, as he wrote it, he drifted away from the outline. He was going to die, but he will die more tragically. It is my fault
(End of this chapter)
