Chapter 145: Siege (Part 1)

As soon as these eleven people were defeated, another person immediately came to fill in.

This time, six people besieged Qi Xuansu and six people besieged Zhang Yuelu. They thought they would kill Qi Xuansu first and then concentrate all their efforts on dealing with Zhang Yuelu.

The six people who dealt with Qi Xuansu all held shields in their left hands and knives in their right hands. They used shields to protect their bodies, unfolded the ground hall knife technique, rolled close to Qi Xuansu's feet, and chopped his lower body with knives. If Qi Xuansu fought back with a ghost head knife, they would hide under the shield. The single knife under the shield would stretch and shrink suddenly, and the surface of the shield had barbs and the edge had blades, which could also hurt people and was very difficult to deal with.

However, Qi Xuansu's ghost knife was not an ordinary weapon. When it encountered a living person, it had a physical body, and when it encountered a dead object, it was like a phantom. These people thought of using shields to protect themselves, but they made a wrong calculation.

Although the ghost-headed broadsword is a sword, it is not much shorter than a long blade. An inch longer is an inch stronger. Qi Xuansu did not wait for them to cut his lower body, and the ghost sword directly pierced through the shield and cut these people.

Qi Xuansu almost got hurt when facing the ghost sword, let alone these people? All those who were hit by the sword had their eyes wide open and showed horror on their faces, and then wounds appeared on their bodies and died on the spot.

On the other side, the six people who besieged Zhang Yuelu all used hammer weapons, including meteor hammers, golden melon hammers, and chain hammers. After facing Zhang Yuelu, some attacked from close range and some from a distance, and they cooperated tacitly.

Hammer weapons are powerful and heavy. Even if Zhang Yuelu tried to resist, he would still be hit by the recoil. These people did not dare to claim victory, but only wanted to delay for a while.

Zhang Yuelu simply didn't touch these hammer weapons. He used "Nuxiang Paper" to transform white paper lotuses and hit them in the air. Those "paper lotuses" were sharp and kept spinning. Every time they hit each other, they peeled off like a knife peeling fruit peels. In a blink of an eye, the weapons of several people had shrunk several times. The original watermelon size was only the size of a melon, which was very funny.

These people wanted to retreat, but Zhang Yuelu refused to let them go. He used the paper sword in his hand, and the sword shadows were tangled, and he immediately took the lives of these six people.

In this way, the number of casualties has exceeded half a hundred. Even if there are still hundreds of people, after all, they are not black-clothed people, and everyone is already terrified and their hearts are floating.

Yuan Shangdao's face was gloomy, and he bowed to a person beside him and said, "I'll trouble you to take action."

"No problem." Standing next to Yuan Shangdao were three people who had never ridden horses. They were all dressed as ordinary people, with short clothes and bamboo hats, sleeves and trouser legs rolled up, revealing their arms and calves, and wearing straw sandals.

Judging from Yuan Shangdao's attitude towards the three people, these three people are not mediocre. Moreover, Yuan Shangdao has personally experienced Zhang Yuelu's strength, but he still has confidence in the three people, which shows how powerful they are.

The three people stepped forward, and the leading Qigong practitioner bowed and said, "Meet Master Zhang."

Zhang Yuelu did not speak, but there was a purple air flowing in his eyes.

Qi Xuansu had a white fox mask to hide his breath and could resist Zhang Yuelu's "Immortal Qi-Seeing Technique", but these three people did not have such ability, and were immediately seen through by Zhang Yuelu.

Compared with Lin Zhenyuan, the leader of the Lingshan Witch Cult in Yishan City, these three people are inferior, but they have the advantage of numbers and may also be good at combined attack techniques, so they should not be underestimated.

If these three people are as cunning as Wei Wugui, it will be even more difficult.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuelu looked at the Taoist priest among the three people, determined to take the initiative, suddenly raised the paper sword in his hand, and slowly pointed it out. For some reason, the Taoist priest only felt that although the sword was very slow, it was firmly locked on him. No matter how he dodged, he could not make a flaw. He did not have time to think about it and retreated quickly.

Zhang Yuelu then took a step forward, and the paper sword suddenly turned faster. In an instant, it was only a few inches away from the Taoist priest's eyebrows.

At this moment, red light burst out, and a red light curtain appeared around Zhang Yuelu, binding her body, and at the same time, the sword behind her was awe-inspiring.

Zhang Yuelu did not turn her head back, and backhanded a sword, hitting a white smoke light that was rushing behind her. The white smoke light was like a living thing, twisting a few times, revealing its true appearance, which was actually a white flying sword.

Zhang Yuelu's left hand, which had not been holding the sword, formed a handprint, and white lotus flowers could be vaguely seen around her body. The true energy released was layered, like a lotus blooming, shattering the red light that intended to bind her.

The scholar groaned, his Qi was in disarray, his face turned pale, and he suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, a paper lotus took away a piece of his flesh and blood.

Zhang Yuelu attacked the Taoist priest again, but before the Taoist priest could see how she moved, Zhang Yuelu had already grabbed it, and the "Five Qi Smoke Net" turned into a long thread to bind the Taoist priest's left arm. An unparalleled Qi penetrated through his veins and penetrated his Dantian with a force that broke through the bamboo. The Taoist priest's cheeks flushed, and blood almost oozed out.

"Hah!" With a loud shout, the sound was like thunder, and the Qi Refiner also bound the Taoist priest's right arm with the Qi out of his body.

The two used the Taoist priest as a medium to wrestle in the air.

In an instant, the Taoist priest spat out a mouthful of blood, and Zhang Yuelu's tiger mouth shook violently, and he suddenly let go, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

The Qi Refiner shouted: "Form a formation!"

The three people changed their shapes and stood in the Three Talents and Three Lights Formation. Heaven, earth, and man are the three talents, and the sun, moon, and stars are the three lights.

The Qi Refiner has the strongest cultivation, which is the Heaven and Sun; the Taoist priest is the second, which is the Earth and Moon; the Scholar is the last, which is the Human Star.

The inheritance of the three is also very particular. The Qi Refiner of the Earth Immortal inheritance is known as the second in Taoism, and its true Qi is the most inclusive and broad. Refining essence into Qi is connected with the Qi and blood of the warrior, and refining Qi into spirit is also connected with the thoughts of the Taoist priest. The stage of returning to the true nature of the Qi Refiner is the realm of refining spirit.

Literati are a branch of Confucianism's Qi-learning school. The word "Qi" can be seen. In fact, they are similar to Qi-refining scholars, but they are separated by the difference between Confucianism and Taoism. If there is any obvious difference, Qi-refining scholars are more like warriors and are good at close combat, while literati are more like alchemists and are good at supernatural powers.

In this way, the three people can be connected through the Qi-refining scholars, forming a cycle and complementing each other.

If we say that heaven and man have one stone, Zhang Yuelu has already obtained nine Dou, and these three people only have three Dou each. After forming a formation, they are superimposed on each other and actually have nine Dou.

However, Zhang Yuelu is not afraid. The three people are always connected, and their realms and cultivations are naturally cyclical and complementary. But if the posture changes, the Qi will change, and they will be defeated immediately when facing Zhang Yuelu.

Zhang Yuelu threw the paper sword in her hand, one became two, two became four, four became eight, eight became sixteen, sixteen became thirty-two, thirty-two became sixty-four, and they were arranged in sequence behind her like a peacock spreading its tail. Then she spun around, and the whole person was like a huge spinning top. Hundreds of swords moved together, and countless sword energy shot out in all directions. Each sword energy was extremely sharp and indestructible. Not only did it cover all three people, but even the people around them were inevitably affected. Dozens of people standing in the front were torn apart by the sword energy, which was horrible to watch. The rest of the people were frightened and retreated again and again, not daring to get close.

However, the three people in the formation were as stable as a rock, and they were not hurt by the wind and rain of the sword energy. It was just that there was still a gap to take down Zhang Yuelu with this.

Zhang Yuelu was not impatient, but just kept drawing the sword. Just now, when fighting with Qi Xuansu, she was restricted everywhere. She had a lot of strength, but she couldn't play a little, which was very aggrieved. Now facing these three people, she can finally play freely.

After a hundred sword strikes, Zhang Yuelu did not give the three people a break. The hundred swords merged into one giant sword that could be used with both hands, and then he went straight for the highest level of Qi Refiner.

The Qi Refiner's face changed, and he summoned his flying sword. With the help of the other two, he faced Zhang Yuelu's sword.

With a slight sound, Zhang Yuelu slapped his sword sideways, causing the flying sword's trajectory to deviate. A slight difference could lead to a thousand miles of error.

Then Zhang Yuelu pointed his sword at the Taoist priest again, with the tip of the sword only three feet away from him.

The Taoist priest crushed two talismans and turned them into three shields surrounding his body.

Zhang Yuelu held his sword still and struck head-on, smashing the shield in front of him into pieces and scattering them in all directions.

The Taoist priest retreated quickly, and Zhang Yuelu stretched out his giant sword, striking with one sword to the left and one sword to the right, and the Taoist priest's other two shields also shattered.

The main reason was that the "Wuxiang Paper" was a semi-immortal item, otherwise, although Zhang Yuelu's cultivation was high, he could not have exerted such power.

A candlestick appeared in the scholar's hand. With the help of his Qi, a flame on the candlestick turned into a long flame, like a long whip, and rolled towards Zhang Yuelu's sword.

Zhang Yuelu saw the fire whip coming and let the white paper sword be wrapped by the fire whip. The scholar was delighted and used his strength to grab it. But Zhang Yuelu stood still, how could he shake her at all?

At this time, the scholar saw clearly that "Wuxiang Paper" was indeed a semi-immortal object. Paper was wood, and wood produced fire, but the flame of the fire whip passed through the sword, and the sword was intact, without any burn marks.

At this time, the Qi Refiner summoned the flying sword again and stabbed it straight towards Zhang Yuelu's chest.

At the same time, the scholar shouted: "Let go of the sword!" All the Qi in his body was moved to his right arm, and he pulled the whip to grab the sword.

He said: "Let go of the sword!" Zhang Yuelu really let go as he said, dodging the flying sword sideways and sending out the sword. But Zhang Yuelu poured his true energy into it, and rushed forward with both sword and whip. The scholar never expected that the attack would be so fierce. Seeing that he could not dodge in time, he dared not to take the sword again, so he had to push it away with both palms. With a loud bang, he retreated five or six steps and barely stood still. His face was as white as paper, and he felt that his internal organs were turned upside down. He dared not to use his energy or move a step, and he was like a frozen.

Zhang Yuelu flashed and caught the flying giant sword. With a light shake, the fire whip wrapped around the sword body disappeared into smoke, and it was destroyed. He waved the sword again and blocked the flying sword that came back.

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