Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 50 Rescue (Thanks to Brother Jian V for the 10000 points reward)

The gourd magic weapon hanging in the air spat out the last mouthful of black sand. Finally, it could not bear the weight and cracked from the inside out and shattered to the ground.

The thin Taoist priest was holding a long sword and was facing off silently with the Jiashan bandits and dozens of evil cultivators.

He protected the three members of the Ye family who were still breathing and fought and retreated to a secret passage prepared in advance, and fired several hidden weapons that had been set up beforehand to stop the enemy.

But these mortal methods were completely powerless against the evil cultivators outside. They clung tightly to the thin Taoist and his group like a sacrificial altar and could not be shaken off at all.

"Bad luck!" An evil cultivator carrying a bunch of human heads came out from the residence of the Ye family cultivator, trotted up to the Jiashan thief leader and shook his head, making the latter so angry that he shouted and cursed.

"How come there is nothing valuable?" The leader of the Jiashan bandits looked unfriendly.

In this business, not counting the injured and disabled, four of their own family members died. Bandits like them are not afraid of death, but people died and nothing was taken back? How can they explain this?

"The Zhao guy said that we need to guard against an attack, but in fact he wants Nai Gong to take his brothers to fight these wild people. Humph, I'm afraid he wants Nai Gong to die here. There are only more than 20 people left, and Zhao wants to recruit them all by himself. I'm afraid there are not many villages in the whole county that are more famous than his Guima Xiao. Damn, he really has a good plan!"

Thinking of this, the leader of the Jiashan bandits smiled grimly, "But your plan can only be realized after Naigong is really dead."

The head of the Ye family did have some skills. If he deployed his forces and fought to the death, he might not be able to win. But now he had to use his own life to protect the lives of others. He would rather die here!
"Hush." ​​A young and tender girl from a wild family behind the thin Taoist priest trembled and exerted her strength for a long time before she got the spiritual spell right.

The Black Tooth Evil Cultivator beside the Jiashan Bandit Leader came forward as if to seek credit and stretched out his leather shield to block forward. The water arrow technique used by the girl immediately splashed into countless water droplets, which did not seem to cause any damage to the leather shield. Instead, it cleaned some of the blood stains on the Jiashan Bandit Leader's magic boots.

"It's not even as powerful as my pee." The shameless evil cultivator standing opposite the girl suddenly laughed.

"Haha, it's not as powerful as my bird."

"Xu San'er, you are a boaster. Everyone knows that you are a person who gets your feet wet as soon as you land on the ground."

"Grandma! I'll let you have a taste later."

"Give him something to try. Let the girl in front have some meat first!"

"That's right, I'll go first then."

Dirty words immediately filled the battlefield, and the morale of the evil cultivators who had been fighting hard for a long time gradually recovered amidst chatting and laughing.

The young boys and girls from the Ye family behind the thin Taoist priest had tears in their eyes. The Taoist priest's hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly. At this moment, his spiritual power was overdrawn, and his muscles and veins ached as if they were cut by a knife and burned by fire.

"I'm really too tired. I might as well die!"

The leader of the Jiashan bandits pulled himself out of the crowd, raised his hand and swung out several sword auras. The thin Taoist summoned all his strength and controlled his flying sword to block them all. He finally got a moment to breathe, but he thought to himself that this was a situation where he would lose if he defended for too long.

Just as he was about to raise his sword to attack, his vision began to blur, his legs went limp, and he almost fell headfirst. The thin Taoist thought to himself that this was not good, and he knew that he was at the end of his rope. He bit his tongue hard, and then he regained his spirits.

He twisted the sword with his wrist as his body tilted, and slashed the armpit of an evil cultivator who was greedy for merit and advancing recklessly. Then, without paying any attention to the evil cultivator's screams, he just sprayed the blood on his tongue towards the face of the Jiashan thief leader who came to rescue him.

The leader of the Jiashan bandits was also a ruthless character who was used to fighting. He took a quick glance and without thinking, he gathered all his spiritual power and swung his sword to cut.

When the two collided, the blade could only deflect the blood arrow slightly. The Jiashan bandit leader showed surprise in his eyes and let out a light exclamation. He did not dare to delay and brought out the green glaze oil-saving lamp, and blew it hard in front of him.

Who would have thought that the azure flame that the Bandit Leader of Jiashan had always relied on could not do anything to the Blood Arrow. Not only could it not refine it, it could not even delay it. The Blood Arrow continued to move forward, cutting through the blue flame and flying half a foot in front of the Bandit Leader of Jiashan. The Bandit was so frightened that he cried out in shock, saying "damn it" in his heart, and quickly took out a colorful embroidered brocade umbrella and held it open in front of him.

"Snap", the blood arrow hit the brocade umbrella, and a rare mid-grade defensive magic weapon was corroded into a hole the size of a head the moment it came into contact with the blood arrow.

"Puff", the leader of the Jiashan bandits saw a ray of blood passing through the gap in the middle of the brocade umbrella and piercing his left chest steadily and accurately.

"What a pity." The thin Taoist laughed bitterly. If he still had some spiritual power left, this sword would surely be able to pierce through the thief's inner armor.

"You bastard!" The thin Taoist priest used up his last bit of strength and pointed his sword at the throat of an evil cultivator who came up to take advantage of him.

The leader of the Jiashan bandits was still in shock. He was temporarily unable to think because of the blood arrow, and he had no time to feel angry at the corpse of the evil cultivator who had just been unearthed in front of him. He instinctively abandoned the brocade umbrella in front of him, rushed to the thin Taoist who was almost lifeless, reached out with numb eyes and grabbed the latter's bun, wiped it with the knife, and then pulled it hard.

The leader of the Jiashan bandits lifted the Taoist's head above his head and poured the remaining hot blood from the Taoist's head all over him. He gradually calmed down from his dispirited state.

Blood dripped from the soaked hair of the Jiashan Bandit Leader onto his face, and seemed to have flowed into his eyes, staining them bloodshot. His ferocious appearance frightened all the followers behind him and made them stop in their tracks.

Seeing the beams supporting the Ye family collapse at this moment, the three dying young monks began to wail, which made the evil monks even more ferocious.

The leader of the Jiashan bandits was about to step forward and kill the young men with a knife when he suddenly heard the sound of metal clashing behind him.

He was a man of decisive and ruthless character, and he knew that no matter whether the guests were bad guys or not, it would never be wrong to kill these young men first.

He was about to chop with his sword, but the sound of sword energy breaking through the air was getting closer and closer. He was so panicked that he subconsciously turned around to look.

There were a few impatient ones among the followers behind him, and they all did the same, raising their defensive magic tools and carefully moving back to the entrance of the secret passage to take a look. The timid ones had already set up their magic tools, held the talismans tightly in their hands, and carefully protected themselves.

There was not much difference between the two. A blazing red sword net was seen coming from the direction of the secret passage, scraping through countless broken stone magic weapons. In just an instant, the sword net, along with broken flesh and robes, fell to the ground accompanied by screams.

Before the Jiashan bandit leader saw the newcomers, he saw that the thugs closer to the secret passage were dead or wounded, and he was shocked and angry.

At this time, a handsome man holding a sword walked in. He nodded slightly to the Jiashan Bandit Leader, who was half terrified and half furious, as a courtesy. Without waiting for the latter to react, who was still holding the head in one hand, Jiang Qing raised his hand and swung out three green rays, easily cutting open the Jiashan Bandit Leader's already broken colorful embroidered brocade umbrella.

The latter only felt his head lighten, and then he saw from the air that his headless body was split into two. He wanted to scream in pain, but no sound came out. He only felt that his whole body was smashed heavily to the ground.

He seemed to see a young man from a wild family with tears in his eyes, screaming and stabbing a dagger into his eye sockets and twisting his eyes around.

"The boy is ruthless enough, and has a good chance of killing people." When the Jiashan thief leader was dying, he silently praised him in his heart. The head that had separated from the body was still staring with a pair of fierce eyes, but no sound could be heard.

"Just stay here." Jiang Qing only gave some instructions to the three young men from the wild families who were crying bitterly, killed the evil cultivator who was still gasping for breath with a few swords, and turned around and left.

Zhao Gu outside is not someone who can be easily dealt with, and he has a group of minions to help him. Jiang Qing, who has left the main battlefield, is very worried, and he doesn't know whether his three brothers can hold on.

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