Immortal Space

The cultivator surnamed Crane from the Beast Spirit Gate brought a total of five people, and three of them had already died in the battle, while Wang Hong, their main target, was still alive.

He admitted that he had slightly underestimated Wang Hong's strength. He thought that the opponent was only an ordinary second-tier alchemist, and his strength was only in the early stage of foundation establishment, so he should be able to kill him easily.

Unexpectedly, the other party could resist the attacks of the monks in the early and late stages of foundation establishment without dying, and there were so many helpers.

At this moment, he used all his strength to slash at Wang Hong. He really didn't want to continue, he just wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.

Wang Hong saw the flying sword of the cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishment attacking again. Now that his internal organs were injured, it was really not suitable for him to take it hard.

He hastily took out three second-tier defensive talismans, threw them forward, and they were activated instantly, forming a three-layer copper wall and iron wall in front of him.

The flying sword slashed through the first layer of copper and iron walls, and in a split second, the first layer of copper and iron walls turned into spiritual energy and dissipated in the air.

Then came the second layer, which only lasted for a breath of time, and turned into light spots of aura again, dissipating invisibly.

"Hahaha! Let's see how many second-order talismans you have, how long can you stop me?"

The monk surnamed He laughed, second-level talismans are not cheap, he did not believe that Wang Hong would own many second-level talismans.

Every piece of talisman thrown out represented a large amount of spiritual stone resources, even if Wang Hong was an alchemist with a rich fortune, he couldn't afford such consumption.

Not to mention that he is only a second-level alchemist, even if he is a second-level talisman teacher, it is impossible to use the second-level talisman as firewood.

He never thought that apart from being an alchemist, Wang Hong would also be proficient in talisman making.

Because of these two skills, either one needs to consume a lot of time and resources, and it is extremely difficult to do one well.

The monk surnamed He controlled the flying sword and continued to cut towards the iron wall of the third layer. Wang Hong was not idle at the moment.

He threw out another three layers of giant wooden shield talismans, which formed a huge wooden shield after being activated, blocking in front of him.

The monk surnamed He didn't expect that Wang Hong really had a second-level defensive talisman, but he didn't take it too seriously, at worst, he could just chop two more swords.

However, after seeing Wang Hong throwing out three giant wooden shields, he took out a stack of talismans again. At first glance, there should be more than 20 talismans, and all of them were second-order talismans.

Each of these talismans is equivalent to a full-strength attack by a monk at the beginning of foundation building and in the middle stage, and he is not very sure about dealing with more than 20 foundation building monks at the same time.

Cultivator Crane's complexion changed drastically, he could only quickly call back the flying sword and circle around his body to help resist the attack of the talisman.

Before Wang Hong activated the talisman, he had withdrawn all the poisonous bees that had besieged the monk surnamed He, and went to participate in the siege of the other two foundation-builder monks.

These two foundation cultivators, one in the early stage and one in the middle stage, were able to handle the siege of Wang Hong's nine subordinates and Xiaopeng with ease.

Among the nine subordinates, although there are also two foundation-building monks, they have just succeeded in building the foundation, and their realm is not even stable.

In addition, the spiritual weapon in his hand is only used temporarily, without sacrifice, it cannot exert much power.

In this short period of time during the battle, one of his men during the Qi training period fell to the ground, life or death unknown.

Fortunately, Ling Shuai joined later. Although he was injured, he was also in the middle stage of foundation establishment. It would be no problem to help restrain the middle stage of foundation establishment cultivator on the opposite side.

When the swarm of poisonous bees flew towards the two of them and besieged them, the two of them no longer cared about attacking everyone, and hurried back to defend.

"Boom! Boom!"

More than 20 second-order talismans sacrificed by Wang Hong bombarded the bronze bell sacrificed by the monk surnamed He at the same time.

The invisible ripples emanating from the copper bell disappeared, and the copper bell fell back to the ground. The remaining power of the talisman bombarded the Taoist robe of the monk surnamed He into countless large holes.

"Hahaha! Your talisman can't kill me, you're out of skills! If you have the guts, use the talisman to bombard me!"

Although the monk surnamed He looked embarrassed, but after the power of the talisman was blocked by the bronze bell, the remaining power did not do much harm to him.

He only suffered some flesh wounds. To the Foundation Establishment cultivator, it was like a mortal being pricked by a needle.

He thought that Wang Hong should have taken out all the talismans just now and put all his eggs in one basket.

However, the reality disappointed him, he just sacrificed the flying sword, ready to cut off Wang Hong's head, and end this unpleasant task of being a teacher.

However, Wang Hong took out another stack of second-order talismans. Judging from the number, it was much more than the stack just now.

"Damn it!" Who would carry so many talismans, even if he took out all the wealth of a second-level alchemist, he might not be able to exchange for so many second-level talismans.

Because, this kind of second-order talisman cannot be bought with spirit stones at all, even if it can be exchanged, it is also very valuable, and monks always have to consume some other resources.

At this time, the foundation-building cultivator surnamed He had been locked by Wang Hong's spiritual sense, and all the large handful of second-order talismans that he sacrificed flew towards him.

Although the cultivator surnamed He smashed a few talismans with his flying sword, he was quickly overtaken by a large number of second-order talismans, drowned, screamed, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.

After beheading the monk surnamed He, Wang Hong didn't have time to collect the spoils on the ground and looked towards the rest of the battlefield.

At this time, the remaining two foundation-building cultivators could barely support themselves with the defensive spirit weapon, and the mana in their bodies frantically rushed towards the defensive spirit weapon.

Ling Shuai and the others also spared no effort to attack the defensive spirit weapons of the two of them time and time again.

Wang Hong saw that there were only two enemies left and everyone had gained the upper hand, so he was no longer eager to join the siege.

Instead, he walked towards the Qi training period subordinate who fell on the ground.

After Wang Hong's spiritual sense checked this subordinate repeatedly, his face became gloomy.

This subordinate was pierced through the heart with a sword, and the whole heart was broken into more than ten pieces. At this time, his body was cold and his pupils were dilated. He was obviously dead.

Although a monk has strong vitality, before the golden core stage, as long as the heart is cut, he will definitely die.

After reaching the golden core stage, various supernatural powers and means of monks emerge in endlessly, and there are countless tricks to save their lives. Even if they dig out the heart, they may not die.

It is said that some Nascent Soul monsters can survive even if their physical bodies are destroyed.

Then Wang Hong went to see Wen Lan's situation again, and found that although he was still unconscious, his life should be saved.

"Catch alive!"

Seeing the death of his loyal subordinate who had followed him for many years, Wang Hong was furious, and he wanted revenge.

He wanted to know who his opponent was this time, and why he came to attack and kill him.

He could feel that this time, it was not the person sent by the Shadow Killing Organization, and the two sides acted in different styles.

Before he came to Jin'an City, he had inquired that there was no branch of Shadow Killer here, and the assassins of Shadow Killer needed a lot of intelligence information and other support. For him alone, it was unlikely that Shadow Killer would extend its tentacles here.

The crowd dispersed into a circle, surrounding the two men.

Wang Hong and Xiaopeng were flying in the air, making it difficult for them to fly.