Chapter 86 I Misjudged the Thief Chief's Strength, He Was Just a Gift (Available Today, Tenth Update, Please Subscribe) "Roar!"…… Before Zhang Xianzhong's men arrived, his martial arts shadow, which had not yet dissipated, had already leapt in front of the enemy! All I saw was the shadow of a big yellow tiger, roaring continuously, pushing its limbs hard on the ground, then flying into the air, pouncing at the enemy's head with its fangs and claws bared. Above the head of this Qi Refining Realm enemy, there was a phantom of a giant eagle that had just appeared. As soon as the two phantoms of the mythical beasts met, they started a fierce fight in the air like mortal enemies, biting and clawing each other! For a while, the two sides fought back and forth, and the battle was very fierce! "Why is Zhang Xianzhong's aura so powerful?" Zhao Yuming, the leader of the Tian Family Manor's guards, no longer had the confidence he once had. Instead, he was horrified. "Could it be..." "Could it be that Zhang Xianzhong has already broken through to the middle stage of the fourth level of martial arts? His current aura far exceeds that of the early stage of the fourth level of martial arts!" Amidst the shock, he did not lose confidence in himself. What he relied on was the top-grade spiritual sword in his hand that had been passed down from generation to generation in Tianjiazhuang.
Zhao Yuming has discovered that the spiritual bow and arrows on Zhang Xianzhong's back, as well as the long-handled broadsword in his hands, are only low-grade spiritual weapons. He does not even have a set of low-grade spiritual armor, only leather armor. On his back was a mid-grade spiritual bow and arrow, in his hand was a high-grade spiritual sword, and on his body was a set of mid-grade spiritual armor! In terms of spiritual weapons and equipment, Zhao Yuming completely crushed the bandit chief on the opposite side! Just like the gap between each level of a warrior, the power gap between each grade of spiritual weapons is even greater. If this bandit chief dared to use the inferior grade spiritual weapon sword in his hand to confront Zhao Yuming head-on, he could easily use the superior grade spiritual weapon sword to cut off the opponent's inferior grade spiritual weapon in one blow! By then, how could the bandit chieftain Zhang Xianzhong, who had lost his spiritual weapons, do anything to him? Although the aura of cultivation emanating from the opponent had surpassed his own, Zhao Yuming was still eager to fight. He swung the top-grade spiritual weapon sword in his hand from bottom to top and from right to left, like a cold flash of lightning, straight towards Zhang Xianzhong's neck! "A top-grade spiritual weapon sword?" "Tsk tsk..." Zhang Xianzhong was not panicked at all when he saw the other party attacking him. When he saw the spiritual sword in the other party's hand, his eyes lit up. "This guy, the high-grade spiritual sword in his hand is almost exactly the same as the low-grade spiritual sword in my hand!" "Ha ha……" He was immediately overjoyed, and secretly said, "I have long felt that the spiritual weapon in my hand is not suitable for me. Isn't this high-quality spiritual weapon long-handled broadsword prepared for me, Zhang Xianzhong?" He knew very well that rare treasures such as top-grade spiritual weapons were basically in the hands of officials, noble families, wealthy families, and royal families, and very few of them were found outside. There are very few practitioners at the fourth level of martial arts who own a top-grade spiritual weapon. Most of them belong to the great masters at the fifth level of martial arts. As for the top-grade spiritual weapons, they are even rarer. Even Zhang Xianzhong, who had been a warrior for many years, had never seen such a thing. For these rebel leaders, a top-grade spiritual weapon is a rare treasure that is hard to come by. Zhang Xianzhong did not inherit any spiritual weapons during his fortuitous encounter three years ago, and he has always regretted it. Who could have imagined that my luck would be so good this time, that a top-grade spiritual weapon would actually appear in the hands of an enemy who was fighting alone at the early fourth level of martial arts? How could Zhang Xianzhong be embarrassed to accept such a great gift? He faced the oncoming knife light, dodged sideways, and easily avoided the attack of the top-grade spiritual weapon sword. The low-grade spiritual weapon sword in his hand flashed a cold light, and instead of retreating, he advanced and slashed at the opponent's neck with his backhand! After seeing clearly the huge gap between the quality of his own spiritual weapon and the spiritual weapon in the opponent's hand, as long as Zhang Xianzhong was not stupid, he would not let the big knife in his hand collide head-on with the opponent.
At the same time, Zhang Xianzhong's mind turned, and he vigorously added strength to his own martial arts image in the air. With his rich combat experience, he certainly knew where the biggest weakness of this enemy at the early stage of the fourth level of martial arts was. The martial arts form of any Qi Refining Realm master was formed by combining his own divine thoughts, the blood power and true Qi in his body, and the two into one. It can be said that the martial arts Dharma image is equivalent to an incarnation of a martial artist in the Qi Refining Realm, and it is the kind that is life-threatening. Once the martial arts form is broken up and killed by the enemy in battle, the warrior himself will instantly suffer backlash and be severely injured! It would take at least one or two months for the damaged spirit, energy and vitality to recover through meditation. Therefore, the shrewd Zhang Xianzhong, wanting to quickly kill the enemy who was at the early fourth level of martial arts, chose to avoid the heavy attack and first break up and kill the opponent's martial arts form, which was the best battle plan. Otherwise, although the enemy is one level lower than himself, he has the advantage of three spiritual weapons in his hands. It would be difficult for Zhang Xianzhong to kill the enemy in a short period of time. We are on the battlefield now, how can we have so much time to waste? Moreover, once this enemy's Qi Refining Realm master finds that the situation is hopeless, he will want to escape. Even if Zhang Xianzhong and Zhang Kewang join forces to intercept him, there is a great chance that they will fail. At that time, all you could do was watch the other party escape, leaving behind endless troubles. Zhang Xianzhong could not accept this result. "Roar!" Then they saw the huge yellow tiger phantom, which, under the powerful blessing of Zhang Xianzhong's spiritual power, suddenly became powerful, swung its claws violently, and hit the head of the eagle with lightning speed before the eagle could react! Faced with the sudden attack of the tiger, whose attack power was more than twice as strong as before, the eagle had no time to react. It was immediately hit by a claw! "Chirp..." After a miserable wail, the enemy's big eagle form could not withstand the critical hit that was beyond its ability to contend with. It collapsed immediately and turned into a black and red evil spirit that kept surging, as if trying to reorganize its body. "No!" Zhao Yuming was caught off guard and immediately felt a splitting headache. His qi, blood, and true energy were disordered, his breath was weak, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain! The martial arts form connected to his soul was defeated by the enemy, and the backlash it brought was not easy to bear. "Die!" "Wind Triple Attack!" How could Zhang Xianzhong, who had been waiting for this opportunity, miss it? He roared and immediately used his best sword technique, the ultimate killer move, and slashed out three times in a row in an instant. Each strike was fatal, cutting at the opponent's vital points at the top, middle and bottom at the same time! "when!" "when!" "Pfft!" Zhao Yuming, who was severely injured by the backlash of the soul power, was horrified when he saw this. He used his best defensive moves to try to block the enemy's fatal move. However, he was eventually affected to some extent. He only had time to block the opponent's two swords in a hurry, but was lightly cut across the neck by Zhang Xianzhong's last sword! "Pfft!" After the flash of sword, the battle on this battlefield was over. On Zhao Yuming's stiff body, the big head, which still had a look of horror on its face, fell from his neck to the ground with a slight muffled sound. His eyes were still wide open, looking at Zhang Xianzhong unwillingly, as if he was dying with his eyes open! "Hahaha……" Zhang Xianzhong bent down and picked up the opponent's top-grade spiritual weapon sword that had fallen to the ground, and quickly took off the middle-grade spiritual weapon bow and arrow that was on the headless corpse's back, as well as the middle-grade spiritual weapon armor that the opponent was wearing, and began to change clothes on the spot impatiently!
He changed his clothes quickly, and could no longer contain the joy in his heart, so he raised his head and laughed out loud. There is nothing more exciting than killing and grabbing treasure. ! (End of this chapter)