I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

Mr. Wu Yun gave an order.

Suddenly, many people appeared in the city, holding bows and crossbows, aiming at the young Taoist priest in mid-air.

The Taoist priest's eyes flickered slightly: "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

On the streets of the city below, a person appeared, who was the head of the Hanshan School.

He looked up to the sky and said in a clear voice: "Thank you, Daoist, for the invitation. Mr. Wu Yun once said that he asked you to come and see the elder Wang Zhenguan."

Xie Zhao took a deep breath: "Poverty has absolutely no intention of disrespect, it's all because he is worried about his junior, so he rushed here first.

However, the senior Rong Yun, who walks in a poor way, has been authorized by the teacher to act on behalf of the concept of forgetting the truth. "

He is the first successor of Wangzhenguan, and he will pay attention to the successor in the future.

Wangzhenguan has begun to cultivate his prestige, so he has been given a lot of authority, which many elders in the sect can't match.

In the past, when some fellow apprentices provoked a strong enemy outside, Xie Zhao was usually the first to rush to support or negotiate with the enemy.

In many cases, with the backing of the concept of forgetting the truth, when the etiquette is reached, everyone has face, so they will go down the steps together and turn hostility into friendship.

But it's a pity that this time, no matter how polite he is, he can't hold back his opponent's sincere desire to find fault...

After Xie Zhao finished speaking, Zhang Dongyun did not respond.

Seeing this, the head of the Hanshan School immediately waved his hand.

In an instant, hundreds of armor-piercing sharp arrows flew into the air and shot directly at Xie Zhao.

The attackers included not only the disciples of the Hanshan School, but also many soldiers from the Tang army.

In order to get rid of the hard work of the captive coolies, they are now more attentive than the disciples of the Hanshan School, and only want to make up for their mistakes as soon as possible.

The young Taoist priest in mid-air soon became a target.

He wasn't shot as a hedgehog, though.

Those sharp arrows directly passed through his body and flew into the distance.

Xie Zhao in mid-air, like a misty cloud of smoke, was pierced with holes by the flying arrows.

hole spread,

His whole body twisted and deformed, and turned into a cloud of smoke.

"The Illusory Art of Forget-the-Truth View!"

The head of the Hanshan faction shouted: "The area covered by the rain of arrows has expanded!"

Everyone separated the shooting angles of the bows and crossbows further.

At the same time, more people in the city heard the news and came, drawing their bows and crossbows, aiming at the smoke cloud floating in the mid-air.

The area covered by the rain of arrows expanded, and the clouds of smoke in the air distorted and changed, and Xie Zhao's figure really reappeared.

However, he was flying out of the city at this time, and he was about to cross the city wall.

"Since the senior insists on this, the junior has no choice but to leave first, and invite the elders of the division to come and discuss with the senior."

Xie Zhao's tone was still calm, and he waved a fly whisk in his hand, pushing away the arrows approaching him.

But soon his expression changed slightly.

The movement of the young Taoist priest flying out of the city was forced to pause, instead of advancing, he retreated.

With this step back, he dodged a hurricane.

An old man slowly rose from the ground and stood in front of Xie Zhao.

"That was... Dafengyun Palm just now?" The young Taoist frowned slightly: "A member of the Chen family?"

The old man said calmly: "The little Taoist priest, please stay."

Xie Zhao glanced out of the corner of his eye, and found a lot of people gathered below, all staring at him.

Several people among them, the whole body was steaming with energy and blood, and it seemed to faintly form a small storm, turning around the body.

"The cultivation base of the Tornado Secret Code is really from the Chen family."

Xie Zhao regained his composure.

The old man in front of him could stand in the air, at least at the fifth level of martial arts, the cultivation level of a flying general.

Among the dozen or so members of the Chen clan below, there are many warriors in the fourth realm of martial arts, who can also glide in the air for a short time.

A group of people surrounded Xie Zhao in all directions, blocking Xie Zhao's way out of the city.

Behind him, the head of the Hanshan faction of the fourth level of martial arts also caught up.

Xie Zhao looked at the old man in front of him: "It turns out that the Chen family took shelter in this Chang'an city."

He squeezed a formula with one hand, and there was a faint light flickering in his eyes.

"You can't fool the old man."

The old man in front of him suddenly crossed the air.

The target was not Xie Zhao who was reciting the formula, but the empty place next to it.

However, as the old man's palms shook the wind and cloud and turned into a tornado, the air in the originally empty place suddenly twisted.

As the smoke drifted away, Xie Zhao's real figure was revealed there.

It turned out that the figure next to him was still an illusion created by his illusion technique.

It's just that he can fool other people, but he can't fool this old man.

The old man accurately captured Xie Zhao's real position, and he struck down with both palms with all his strength.

Xie Zhao didn't rush, and still worked out the formula.

Talismans and talismans suddenly flew up from him, turning into balls of light in mid-air.

The ball of light revolved around Xie Zhao, forming a defense to block the old man's Dafengyun Palm.

The old man immediately changed his move, and stretched out his palms to blow up those rotating light balls.

But at the same time, the brilliance in Xie Zhao's pupils gushed out from his eye sockets, scattered in all directions, colorful.

The old man's expression changed: "Nightmare True Art?"

He shouted loudly to remind the others.

At the same time, the blood energy of a martial artist gathered and condensed in his shout.

Its sound was like rolling thunder, shaking all directions.

The brilliant glow that flowed from Xie Zhao's pupils was instantly dissipated by this loud shout.

But the rest of it still works.

The head of the Hanshan faction who was chasing from behind changed his expression drastically, and his eyes were slightly dull.

He found that his surroundings had all changed.

Chang'an City disappeared.

He actually returned to Hanshan in Qinzhou Prefecture in an instant.

The raging fire in front of him engulfed the house of his Hanshan faction.

Looking down, the disciples' corpses were strewn all over the field, with blood flowing all over the ground.

Looking up at the sky, you can see red clouds in the sky under the light of the fire.

On the cloud head, there are Taoists who forget the truth, with expressionless faces, looking down at the cold mountain.

It was as if the gods had sent divine punishment to Hanshan.

The head of the Hanshan School kept telling himself that none of this was real, it was all Xie Zhao's spells.

He wanted to yell, but found he couldn't make a sound.

The raging fire climbed up to his body and devoured him too.

The burning pain was so real.

The seriously injured Hanshan disciples on the ground wailed, begged him for help, and confessed to the masters in the sky.

No matter how hard the head of the Hanshan sect struggles, he can't escape this purgatory.

In the real world, he stood there blankly, like a clay puppet.

All the martial artists of the Chen family on the ground also looked the same, with dull eyes and standing still.

Their minds are filled with the tragic images of the whole family being massacred by the Eastern Tang Dynasty, which makes every day unresponsible and the earth not work.

"Uncle Nine, Brother Sixteen, what's the matter with you?"

There was only one young girl, who was still as usual, and looked at the group of people of the same race in surprise.

The old man in mid-air, with a firm will, stabilized his mind, and protected his soul from being shaken by the enemy's spells.

But taking advantage of the moment when he stabilized his mind, Xie Zhao's figure flew past like a cloud of smoke.

Seeing that Xie Zhao broke through the encirclement and was about to cross the Chang'an city wall, he suddenly sank.

Xie Zhao was forced to descend as if a great weight had been placed on his body.

He looked up and saw a middle-aged man with long beard standing in the air directly above him.

The tyrannical martial artist's aura is the best in the audience.

"Since Mr. Wu Yun is destined, Daoist Xie should stay."

Chen Jiezhi said slowly.

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