Chapter 178 Ningyuan is under siege
"Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Zhang seems to be surrounded. Won't you go to help him?" Song Hesong asked with concern.
Li Fan recalled the strength of Senior Brother Zhang in Li Chen's memory and shook his head.
“Let alone four ordinary foundation-building cultivators. Even if a cultivator at the early stage of the Golden Core came, he might not be able to do anything to you, Senior Brother.”
Song Hesong looked surprised when he heard this.
It seemed to confirm Li Fan's words.
Following Chu Liang's angry shout, four rays of light were emitted at the same time, ready to strike Zhang Qianmo.
And at the critical moment, a purple mirror suddenly appeared above his head, forming a protective shield around him.
Immediately, four rays of light were reflected back.
Chu Liang and the other four people who were besieging them did not expect this to happen. They were caught off guard and were hit by their own attacks.
"A tiny pearl dares to bloom!" The purple lightning mark between Zhang Qianmo's eyebrows emitted a frightening light.
His body was surrounded by purple lightning, which made him look extremely powerful.
A long spear filled with murderous aura slowly appeared in Senior Brother Zhang's hand.
Zhang Qianmo pointed his halberd at Chu Liang and the other three and said disdainfully, "Today, I will teach you the difference between the true disciples of a great sect and the casual practitioners of a side sect!"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Qianmo flashed to the side of the closest enemy.
With a swing of the halberd, purple lightning flashed like a dragon, devouring it mercilessly.
"ah!"
The man only had time to let out a scream before disappearing in the furious purple light.
In an instant, one of the four was gone.
The remaining few people couldn't help but show horror on their faces.
Chu Liang even shouted: "Fellow Daoist Song, if you don't take action now, when will you take action?"
Li Fan's face changed when he heard this.
Before he could react, he felt eight blood-red chains suddenly appear beside him and entangle him.
And then, a huge force that completely surpassed the foundation-building stage suddenly hit his back.
Also a purple mirror appeared above his head, and the protective shield formed slightly reduced the force.
But this force was too great. The protective light of the purple mirror only lasted for a moment before it shattered into pieces and turned into specks of starlight.
After being hit hard, Li Fan suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and his breath quickly weakened.
But the other party refused to give in.
Li Fan looked back and saw Song Hesong with an expressionless face, waving a bloody giant hammer.
With tremendous force, the hammers came one after another, about to kill Li Fan on the spot.
At the moment of death, a jade pendant on Li Fan’s chest shattered.
A giant hand made entirely of purple lightning formed from the fragments of the jade pendant.
He formed a seal with one hand and locked onto Song Hesong.
Overhead, dark clouds suddenly gathered.
A purple lightning bolt as thick as a bucket struck Song Hesong on the head.
Song Hesong had a fierce look on his face, he did not dodge or evade, and his attack continued.
But he was prepared to take the blow head-on and kill Li Fan first.
In a flash, a halberd flew from a distance and blocked the bloody hammer.
Zhang Qianmo arrived in an instant, came to Li Fan and supported him.
"Are you alright, Junior Brother?"
As he spoke, he sent a wisp of spiritual energy to heal Li Fan's injuries.
Then he looked at Song Hesong with a serious expression.
At this time, the spiritual energy in his body had just slowly recovered from the shock. Li Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and stared at Song Hesong.
This person suddenly turned against them, and burst out with strength far beyond his apparent late Qi Refining stage.
It was indeed beyond Li Fan's expectations.
In addition, he is occupying someone else's body and is not familiar with his own martial arts techniques.
Caught off guard, he was nearly killed by the sneak attack.
Fortunately, the original body Li Chen was also an inner disciple of Zixiao Sect and had many self-defense methods, so he was able to escape the disaster.
When he looked at Song Hesong again, he saw that this man was struck by the Purple Sky Divine Thunder and seemed to be seriously injured.
But then, a lot of green vitality energy floated over from Ningyuan City below, quickly healing his injuries.
After just a moment, he was back to normal.
Song Hesong's face was gloomy, and the bloody hammer turned into a long sword in his hand.
Chu Liang and three others also came from afar and surrounded the two people from Zixiao Sect in the center.
Zhang Qianmo ignored Chu Liang and the other three Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators, and instead looked at Song Hesong with a frown.
"Middle stage of Jindan? Manager Song, are you practicing that new method as well?"
Song Hesong showed a mocking look on his face: "What else? I have worked hard for your Zixiao Sect for most of my life, and I have only managed to get a position as an outer sect manager."
"Apart from a simple "Purple Sky Summoning Thunder Art", there is only a small amount of spirit stones every year."
“I’m afraid that until I die of old age, I will only stop at the foundation-building stage.”
Song Hesong said angrily: "What are you saying about my lack of talent? After switching to the new method, it took me five years to build my foundation and ten years to form my elixir!"
"Brother Song, what do you think of my qualifications?"
Zhang Qianmo looked at the thick blood color remaining on Song Hesong's body, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Evil demon! I will kill you!"
As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, Song Hesong laughed loudly, his mockery almost overflowing: "Evil heretics? You so-called famous sects raise mortals like livestock, extract their lifespans, and refine longevity fruits."
"With such extremely evil means, you dare to call others evil and heretic?"
"I think you are the biggest evil!"
The bloody aura on Song Hesong's body surged along with his angry words.
Zhang Qianmo's expression remained unchanged: "Mortals must pay a price for receiving our protection. Outside the wilderness, demons and beasts are everywhere. Mortals are just like food."
"If it weren't for the protection of our immortal sect, how could you have lived so peacefully for so long?"
"You just say a few nonsense words, and you think you can disturb my mind?"
The purple color in Zhang Qianmo's eyes became increasingly intense.
He pointed his long halberd at Song Hesong from afar and said, "Even if you are a golden elixir, I will kill you today!"
When Zhang Qianmo pointed his spear at him, Song Hesong's breath stagnated as if he was overwhelmed by his aura.
But soon, he became angry and embarrassed.
"I have long heard that the inner sect disciples are so extraordinary. Today, I must learn from them!"
As he spoke, the blood-red sword in his hand suddenly split into six swords, heading towards Zhang Qianmo's halberd.
On Li Fan's side, Chu Liang's three cultivators surrounded him.
Facing the siege of three monks of the same level, Li Fan remained calm.
He practiced the "Zixiao Yulei Zhen Jue" and took out his own magic weapon, a spear.
He shook the gun, and it seemed to emit bursts of dragon roars.
He fought with Chu Liang and the other two.
At first, Li Fan was not very familiar with the moves he could use.
There is always a sense of sluggishness when attacking.
The waving of the spears allowed Chu Liang and the other two to dodge easily.
Chu Liang and the other three cultivators in the late foundation building stage are at the same level as Li Fan.
But after all, he is a latecomer, and his means of attack are much weaker.
Li Fan dealt with it with ease.
As time went by, Li Fan became more and more familiar with his magic.
His attacks became more sharp and deadly.
Chu Liang and the other two were gradually falling into a disadvantage.
(End of this chapter)
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