Chapter 431
: Killing the God Transformation Stage with One Move
"Hold on, our reinforcements are on the way and may arrive at any time!"
In front of the magnificent hall of Chixiao Hall, a middle-aged man in his forties was waving a long sword to boost morale.
The disciples of the Chi Xiao Tang in the surrounding area were working hard to maintain the mountain protection formation.
The morale-boosting words of middle-aged people are not particularly effective.
Because everyone can see the densely packed Nether Spirit Clan monks like ants outside the sect's formation.
The cultivation base of these Nether Spirit Clan cultivators is not very high, and even the weakest disciple of the Scarlet Sky Hall can beat several of them alone.
But the problem now is that the number of these Nether Spirit Clan monks is dozens of times theirs, or even more than a hundred times.
In addition, there were four leaders in the God Transformation Stage who would attack the mountain protection formation from time to time.
Their mountain protection formation was shaken to the point of collapse.
Many cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan were engulfed by the counterattack of the mountain protection formation.
But they seemed to not care about casualties at all, and continued to attack the mountain protection formation with all their might, as if they wanted to use their own lives to break through the mountain protection formation.
All the disciples of the Red Sky Hall understood that once the mountain protection formation was breached, they would surely die.
There are only two masters in the Spirit Transformation Stage in Chixiao Hall, one is the sect leader who is currently commanding the battle, and the other is the sect leader’s father.
Even if both of them attacked at the same time, we would not be able to fight back.
As for the reinforcements...
The leader has said this no less than ten times: reinforcements will arrive soon. At the beginning, they still held out some hope.
The more you hear it, the more numb you become.
Zhao Shan, the head of the Scarlet Heaven Hall, tried hard to maintain the dignity that a head should have.
He also understood the current situation. If he showed fear or worry, the morale of his disciples would immediately collapse.
By then, no one in the Chixiao Hall would be able to survive.
So no matter what, he had to grit his teeth and persevere.
Even if you only have one breath left, you must delay it as long as possible.
As for whether there are reinforcements or when they will arrive, they can no longer care about that.
“Damn the Nether Spirit Clan!” Zhao Shan gritted his teeth, squeezing the handle of the knife until it creaked.
There were two thumps, and the sound of a cane hitting the ground was heard.
"There are so many people watching us. Pay attention and don't lose our people from Chi Xiao Tang."
"Dad? Why are you here?" Zhao Shan was shocked when he saw the person coming.
"Nonsense, don't you see what time it is? If the Scarlet Heaven Hall is gone, I don't plan to live anymore. Before I die, I will also drag a few more Nether Spirit Clan guys to take my place with me."
Outside the mountain gate, the four incarnation masters of the Nether Spirit Clan became a little annoyed when they saw that they could not take the city after a long siege.
"These damn humans only know how to hide in that turtle shell and won't come out."
"Let those useless people work harder. They have been unable to break through a mere mountain protection formation for so long. What's the point of them?"
"That's not the case. I know a little bit about the Scarlet Heaven Sect. This sect is located at a transportation hub, so it is quite wealthy. Because of this, they have invested a lot in the mountain protection formation, which is definitely more difficult to break than the mountain protection formations of ordinary sects."
"In fact, it is not impossible to break through this turtle shell as soon as possible. As long as a few of us take action..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the other three people: "Shut up!"
"We need to keep our forces to deal with those human masters."
"It's just a mountain protection formation. We don't need to waste too much energy on it."
"Human reinforcements may arrive at any time, so be careful."
Although the three masters in the Spirit Transformation Stage did not take action.
However, under their urging, the attacks of those ordinary monks became more and more fierce.
Although they invested considerable financial resources in the Chixiaotang's mountain protection formation.
But the spiritual vein at the sect’s headquarters is not a particularly good one.
The mountain protection formation could still hold on, but due to excessive extraction of spiritual vein power in order to maintain the formation, the spiritual vein finally couldn't hold on any longer.
The mountain protection formation flickered a few times and then collapsed in an instant.
"Not good!" Zhao Shan was horrified and flew out, chopping Huashan with the Hou Tu knife in his hand.
The man was in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, a huge earth knife that was over a hundred meters long formed and fell on his head like a small mountain.
A dozen or so Mingling clan monks who discovered that the Chixiaotang mountain protection formation had collapsed and wanted to rush in to kill people were directly smashed into powder by this knife.
Zhao Shan held his knife horizontally and swept it again.
Wherever the blade passes, any cultivator of the Nether Spirit Clan who comes into contact with it will immediately turn into a ray of light and disappear.
With just this one strike, nearly a hundred cultivators of the Nether Spirit Clan died on the spot.
The blade swept past the gate of Chixiao Hall, and the gate that looked very noble was directly flattened by Zhao Shan's blade.
The disciples of Chi Xiao Tang, seeing their leader rushing out to attack, tacitly covered each other and retreated.
Soon, they retreated to the range of the second sect's formation.
The second mountain protection formation is actually more difficult to deal with than the first one because of its smaller range.
When those gods saw Zhao Shan rushing out, they immediately rushed over to use their numbers to bully the weak and kill Zhao Shan directly.
Unfortunately, Zhao Shan seemed to have seen through their actions long ago, and forced them back with a few casual slashes of his sword.
He immediately turned around and fled back to the sect’s mountain protection formation.
By the time those incarnation masters caught up with him, they couldn’t even see Zhao Shan’s shadow.
"Despicable human, do you have no other means besides hiding?"
"If you are still considered as monks, come out and fight us head on."
"Don't worry, we promise to fight you one-on-one and will never bully you by relying on our numbers."
Although Zhao Shan looked old, he was actually quite young for a cultivator.
How could he bear this kind of stimulation? He immediately gritted his teeth and agreed: "Okay..."
But before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in his foot.
Mr. Zhao put away his cane and said coldly, "Are you awake at all? You actually fell for such a childish provocation? How could I have given birth to such a fool like you?"
Seeing that their plan had failed, the four Nether Spirit Clan cultivators could only continue to force those ordinary Nether Spirit Clan members to continue attacking the mountain protection formation.
The attack lasted from dawn until the sun rose high in the sky.
The Mingling clan had a large number of people, and they were all monks, so the night didn't have a particularly big impact on them. So these guys just kept attacking without stopping, not giving the people of the Chixiao Hall any chance to rest.
If their people were tired or overexerted, they would simply retreat to rest and be replaced by fresh troops to continue the attack.
The disciples of Chi Xiao Tang could only persevere with all their might.
A disciple of the Red Sky Hall spurted blood and fell to the ground, his life or death unknown.
The people around him didn't even bother to check on his injuries, because if they let their guard down for even a moment, it could turn into a catastrophic disaster.
The old man of the Zhao family, whose hair and beard were all gray, knocked the ground twice with his cane, then disappeared and reappeared next to the fallen disciple.
He bent over and examined him, seeming to be talking to himself, but his voice was loud enough for everyone around to hear clearly.
"You scared me so much, I thought he was really dying. It turns out he just consumed too much spiritual energy. Take some spiritual energy-replenishing pills and get some sleep, and he'll be fine."
After dealing with this disciple, Old Man Zhao carried him on his crutches and returned to Zhao Shan. He found a flat place to put the disciple down.
Zhao Shan held a long knife in his hand, sitting there expressionless and motionless. Seeing his father coming back, he whispered to his father with concern, "How is he? Is he okay?"
"This kid is lucky. He did not suffer any serious injuries. But it's hard to say what will happen to the next one, or the one after that." Mr. Zhao said seriously.
In a battle of this scale, once there are casualties, more and more people will be injured immediately.
Just as Mr. Zhao had expected, under the high-intensity attack of the Nether Spirit Clan monks, injured people appeared one after another.
Moreover, the injuries of these people became more and more serious. When the battle lasted until around three o'clock in the morning, a disciple of the Red Sky Hall even died on the spot.
Zhao Shan picked up the thick earth knife, stood up and faced the four Nether Spirit Clan's incarnation cultivators from a distance.
"It's just dying in battle, there's nothing to be afraid of."
What he was most thankful for now was that, because several sects had received news from the Nether Spirit Clan before, Zhao Shan, out of caution, had sent all the families of the Red Sky Hall to a safe place in advance.
Now, at least they can fight to the death with the other side without any worries.
Before the mountain protection formation was completely breached, Zhao Shan was preparing his strongest attack.
Old Master Zhao let out a long sigh, and locked onto a master from the Nether Spirit Clan, ready to fight to the death at any time.
The masters of the Nether Spirit Clan saw through their thoughts.
Instead of being afraid, these people sneered and said, "These humans are really easy to guess. At this point, they will only do one thing."
"They are so naive to think that they can threaten the lives of our brothers in this way."
"Don't say that. No matter what, we should give them some hope, right?"
Several monks from the Nether Spirit Clan laughed wildly.
What they didn't know was that just a thousand meters away, three people were approaching them rapidly.
Feng Xia held a lotus flower the size of an umbrella cap in her hand. The pollen sprayed from the lotus flower blocked the detection of all spiritual senses and magic.
If you are not very close, you can't even see the three living people behind the lotus.
Lin Junrong said worriedly, "Elder Zheng, we have to act soon. I don't think the Scarlet Sky Hall's mountain protection formation will last for too long."
Zheng Yi did not answer but asked, "Elder Lin, how long do you think they can last?"
Lin Junrong carefully observed the status of the Chi Xiao Tang Mountain Protection Formation: "At most, I'm afraid it can only last for a cup of tea."
Zheng Yi thought about it for a while and said, "We have half a cup of tea left. Let's take action. I will kill one first, and then hold the other one. The four of you will attack two people at the same time. Just use all your strength and kill them as quickly as possible in the shortest time."
Even Lin Junzhong and Feng Xia trust Zheng Yi very much.
However, when he heard Zheng Yi's plan, he was still shocked and stunned, looking at Zheng Yi as if he was a lunatic.
It seemed as if he was asking Zheng Yi: "Are you sure you're not kidding?"
It is true that Zheng Yi is very strong, although he is only in the Jindan stage, he may not be powerless against someone in the Shenhua stage.
But a Jindan-stage cultivator told them with great confidence that he could kill a Shenhua-stage cultivator in seconds at the beginning of a war. Isn't this a bit far-fetched?
Seeing that the two did not believe him, Zheng Yi showed a small flying sword: "This flying sword can release sword energy attacks with about 30% of the power of a master in the enlightenment stage."
Just this one sentence is more effective than thousands of other words.
That was an attack from the Enlightenment Stage. A cultivator from the Spirit Transformation Stage couldn't withstand it even if he gave his life to block it.
"If the operation doesn't go smoothly, we will each pin down a master of the Spiritualization Realm and wait for the Zhao family's father and son to support us."
"If they don't take action and instead choose to sit back and watch the fight, then we will leave immediately. There is no need to get hurt or even sacrifice ourselves for such a person."
"I understand." Lin Junrong and Feng Xia nodded at the same time.
The Chi Xiao Tang's attack continues.
Their second formation was already appearing and disappearing. Even if the sect disciples tried their best to hold on, they could not hold on for much longer.
Those masters in the Spirit Transformation Stage also began to prepare to defend against the sneak attack by the Zhao father and son.
Although they spoke arrogantly, as if they didn't care about the Zhao family father and son at all, in fact, these people took this battle very seriously.
Seeing that the Chixiaotang's mountain protection formation was about to be breached, at this moment, the four masters of the Mingling clan suddenly felt themselves being locked by a fierce aura.
"Enemy attack!"
Their reaction was extremely quick, and they immediately locked onto the direction from which Zheng Yi and his men were attacking.
When they discovered that the person who came to attack them was actually a Jindan-stage cultivator.
The tense vigilance immediately turned into boundless anger.
"Damn humans, are you looking down on us?"
"They don't think that a mere Jindan stage cultivator can compete with our Huashen stage masters, right?"
"Out of control."
Little did they know that while they were despising Zheng Yi, Zheng Yi had quietly taken out a small flying sword.
Calculating the distance between the two sides, Zheng Yi slowly injected spiritual energy into the small sword.
Just when both sides had entered the best attack distance, Zheng Yi suddenly raised his small flying sword and aimed it at the one with the strongest cultivation among the four Nether Spirit Clan cultivators.
"Look at my sword energy!"
boom!
The invincible sword energy of the master in the enlightenment stage suddenly gushed out.
The strongest cultivator of the Nether Spirit Clan had half of his body shattered by the sword energy before he even realized what was happening, and fell down limply.
The entire battlefield was shaken.
He is a master in the God Transformation Stage and the strongest fighter present in the Mingling clan.
Just one encounter, and he was killed instantly? (End of this chapter)