Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Chapter 514 On the application of golden light spell in efficient killing

"Xiao Yuan, what's going on? What's going on outside? Did the Wang family and the Lu family come to the mountain to kill us?" Yuan Jingui's wife said in a panic.

"It's not them, it's Longhu Mountain... The little Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain is chasing us. We have to leave before they notice us!" Yuan Jingui said, his expression was a bit complicated, with a hint of excitement in his panic.

What was scary was that he didn't expect Zhang Zhiwei to actually chase him and put his life in danger.

What was exciting was that Zhang Zhiwei, who was high up in Yinghe Tower and didn't take him seriously at all, would actually go into the dangerous place and cause trouble for him because of his instigation.

This made him feel so happy. Isn't this what he has been pursuing all his life?

A soft tongue can break a person's bones. Language can hurt people more than pure violence. This is absolutely true! He shouted in his heart.

Ghost Hand King is amazing, right? He is the most powerful one among them. He has practiced the trivial juggling trick of turning eight directions upside down to the best in the world, which makes Zuo Menchang cherish his talent.

But in front of this little Taoist priest, he was nothing. He didn't even look at him. He was defeated with one hand.

But what about him? Even if his means were not high, he could make the other party look at him in the eye with just a few words, and even make the other party condescend to take risks and come to the Great King Mountain where all the people gathered, just for him.

This feeling... that's the feeling... Hahaha... So cool! So cool...

Yuan Jingui laughed in his heart, the uneasiness and anxiety disappeared, the panic on his face gradually faded, excitement took over, and he became a little crazy.

He looked back at the village where shouts and killings were heard everywhere. He didn't feel guilty for bringing the enemy here. Instead, he had an idea.

If he appeared at this time, ran to the little Taoist priest, explained the reason, explained the cause of the whole thing, and then provoked him with words, I believe the other party's face would be very exciting, right? !

I really want to see this kind of person who remains calm even when facing a mountain collapse, with a dumbfounded look on his face, it must be very exciting...

Although Yuan Jingui thought so in his heart, his reason prevented him from taking action.

That would be really cool, just thinking about it would be cool, but he still had a little concern, his wife and son.

Of course, the most important thing is that if he jumped out, he could only have fun once.

If he escaped, he could continue to have fun.

It would even be more fun if he could break this little Taoist priest with words and lead the old Taoist priest to his fate.

Little Yuan Tao was held under Yuan Jingui's armpit and looked up at his father's face.

The flickering firelight at night was reflected on Yuan Jingui's face, full of shadows, and looked extremely hideous.

This made Yuan Tao shudder, and he dared not talk about what happened just now.

Yuan Jingui carried his wife and children to the gate of the village and saw many women who were captured in the village as reproductive tools running away.

He immediately had an idea, broke into a room, caught a few women who dared not escape in the chaos and could only hide in the corner and shiver, took off their clothes in a few seconds, put them on his wife, children and himself, and then mixed in with the fleeing women and fled down the mountain.

On the other side, in the open space in front of the village.

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and asked Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others who were still fighting in the bandit group to come back.

Although the bandit leaders of Dawang Mountain were all extraordinary people, and ordinary bandits also had firearms, they were definitely a tough bone to chew with mutual cooperation. If there were only Lu Jin, Lu Ci and a few others, they would definitely die.

But with Zhang Zhiwei's blessing, even though the enemy was outnumbered, the battle showed a one-sided trend. It seemed to be a fierce fight, but in fact it was a massacre.

Lu Jin, Lu Ci, Lu Ren, and Wang Ai were fighting vigorously. When they saw Senior Brother Zhang asked them to come back, they were stunned for a moment.

Wang Ai, who was possessed by the "National Master", moved the fastest. He did not hesitate at all and took a completely instinctive action and retreated directly.

As the "National Master" retreated, the other people felt the pressure increased and hurriedly retreated to Zhang Zhiwei's side. Just as they were puzzled, they heard Zhang Zhiwei say:

"Yuan Jingui should have escaped in the chaos. You chase him out, and I will cover the rear here!"

"Then Senior Brother Zhang, you..."

Lv Ci was about to speak when he saw Wang Ai running towards the village.

Lv Ci glanced at Wang Ai, who was leaping up like a demon ape, and then at Zhang Zhiwei's tall back. In just a moment, he made a decision in his heart.

He absolutely trusted Senior Brother Zhang's methods, so this little scene was just a drop in the bucket.

As for the fat man, although he invited the "Deputy Leader" to possess him, the other party was too strong. He had appeared more than once. Because his body was too weak and he could not bear the load, he fainted. If he fainted in such a place, it would not be good.

So, he followed Wang Ai, Lu Ci went, and Lu Ren naturally went too.

It seems that the death of Old Master Wang was a big blow to Fatty. He was usually timid, but he actually took the lead... Lu Jin sighed in his heart, nodded to Zhang Zhiwei, and followed.

But in fact, he misunderstood Wang Ai. The action just now was not Wang Ai's intention.

Because, the one who controls Wang Ai's body now is the "National Master".

The "National Master" absolutely obeys Zhang Zhiwei's words. As soon as Zhang Zhiwei told him to chase, Wang Ai's consciousness in his body didn't react, and he chased after him.

The strangers left, and only Zhang Zhiwei was left on the field.

Zhang Zhiwei twisted his neck and was about to take ruthless action.

Although his action just now was very clean and neat, he was actually very restrained and did not directly kill all these bandits with thunderous means.

After all, an elder of Wang and Lu's family died.

Especially Wang Ai, the great master is dead.

It would be so frustrating if they were not allowed to vent, so he was relatively reserved about taking action, but now, there was no need for it.

But Gao Huzi, the owner of the copycat, obviously did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

He looked at the corpses on the ground, gritted his teeth, and said with a twisted face:

"I, Dawang Mountain, have never had any grudges against Longhu Mountain. Do you want to stir up grudges between the Tianshi Mansion and Quan Xing when the little Celestial Master comes to kill me? Do you dare to kill so many of my brothers? Watch out for me Quan Xing Let your Tianshi Mansion be filled with shameless people and mourning everywhere, and let you stinky cow noses know what it means to be punished!"

Just now, Lu Ci, Lu Jin and others slaughtered his brothers. As the master of the village, he had actually been watching.

But whenever he wanted to kill those people, he would be caught by an inexplicable energy, as if he would die on the spot if he made any rash move.

From the name of the person to the shadow of the tree, he naturally knew that the energy was coming from Zhang Zhiwei.

Therefore, he put all the debt just now on Zhang Zhiwei's body.

"The whole family is in mourning? The land is full of mourners?" Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the other person and said lightly: "I am the cleanest and neatest person in doing things!"

"put!"

Gao Huzi shouted sharply, and struck out a ten-foot-long palm force, sweeping towards Zhang Zhiwei. As the master of Dawang Mountain and an elder of Quanxing, his methods are naturally not weak.

But judging from the collision with Zhang Zhiwei's Qi machine just now, he has always been at an absolute disadvantage, and he also knows that the opponent is invincible.

If you can't beat him again and again, but you can't help but fight, then you can only use dirty tricks.

As a bandit, murderer, robber, and all-round monster, it is naturally impossible to expect him to be upright and aboveboard.

He first said harsh words to mess up Zhang Zhiwei's state of mind, and then struck suddenly to attract Zhang Zhiwei's attention so that he would have no time to take care of the secret moves behind his back.

Only a loud "bang" was heard.

In the night, a heavy cannon was mounted on the top of a mountain, and the sound of the cannon being ejected was like thunder at the same time.

When a cannon was fired, flames and thick smoke spewed out from the rear of the fort, and the entire fort trembled due to this powerful cannon.

Gao Huzi watched the huge cannonball explode on Zhang Zhiwei's body.

In an instant, flames shot into the sky, and flying shrapnel destroyed the road in an instant.

The air waves and shock waves caused by the explosion blew away the corpses lying around, and the pungent smell of gunpowder instantly filled the entire valley.

The hair of many bandits was blown back by the air waves. Some ordinary bandits who were not strangers could even stand unsteadily and were blown around, but their faces were filled with ecstasy.

When they were drinking before, Na Yuan Jingui said that the little Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain was a god from heaven who came down to earth. They didn't take it seriously at first and just thought it was "Chang Ming Ye Gan" who was talking nonsense again, but Zhang Zhiwei took action. , but it almost scared them out of their wits.

But even so, didn't this unstoppable little heavenly master fall into their hands? How can this not make everyone excited?

Master Tao, times have changed. No matter how powerful you are, can you still be more powerful than the heavy artillery produced by this red-haired ghost? !

This heavy cannon was dragged into the county by Gao Huzi and his bandits at the end of the previous dynasty, and was dragged out of the county's factory.

It is said that the previous dynasty spent huge sums of money to import it from Italy. Its original intention was to arm the army and strengthen its strength.

But the general guarding the city was a disciple of the Eight Banners, and he felt that it would be unsafe if his Han soldiers got hold of this weapon.

Therefore, even if the county seat was attacked by bandits inside and outside, he was not willing to use it, and finally took advantage of Gao Huzi.

Gao Huzi took the heavy cannon and wanted to place it on Dawang Mountain to defend his stronghold.

But heavy artillery is naturally very heavy, and the terrain of Dawang Mountain is dangerous, so it is impossible to transport it in.

When he was at a loss what to do, he suddenly remembered that there was a strange man in Laojiumen who specializes in fishing for the underworld in Changjun. He was good at moving mountains. He once transported a hundred-ton Buddha to his home in one night, so he was known as "" Buddha".

He used his connections and spent a lot of money to hire this "Buddha" to help him move the heavy cannon from the factory in the county town to the dangerous Dawang Mountain and place it on the top of the mountain.

Originally, he planned to use this cannon to deal with the encirclement and suppression of the previous dynasty's army, but the previous dynasty was destroyed within a few years.

The warlords who later attacked the mountain were all very weak. They thought they wouldn't be able to use them, but they didn't expect that they would be used on a strange person in the end.

I used heavy artillery to kill the Little Heavenly Master. Is this an overkill, or is it a good use?

But no matter what, Dawang Mountain can't wait any longer. Next, I'm afraid that we will face the crazy revenge of Longhu Mountain.

Alas, Yuan Jingui is really a disaster, but if he can kill the Little Heavenly Master, everything will be worth it...

Gao Huzi felt very complicated at the moment.

But the minions around them didn't think so much. They only saw powerful enemies being killed by heavy artillery, and marveled at the terrifying power of heavy artillery. This made them couldn't help but shout loudly:

"Hahaha, so what if the gods descended to earth, weren't they smashed to pieces?"

"Yes, yes, you are so crazy. You have the idea of ​​using golden light to resist heavy artillery!"

"Hey, don't say it. Don't say it. He really has the guts. Isn't this just a direct answer?"

"Hahahaha, it's true. I admit that he has balls in his crotch, but now they are..."

Before the word "broken" was uttered, the man's head suddenly fell down, and the horrible bright red color rushed from his neck to the sky.

In the dust, a barely perceptible golden thread, as thin as a hair, cut off the bandit's head in an instant, like the King of Hell calling the shots.

"Run!" Gao Huzi shouted. The moment he saw this golden thread, he suddenly felt something was wrong. His complex psychology just now was instantly filled with fear. What kind of monster is this? Even heavy artillery can't kill him.

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have time to think about it, but he knew that with a powerful enemy in front of him and no way to defeat him, he could only run for his life, so he immediately ran in the opposite direction.

Quan Xing was not afraid of death, but that didn't mean they would die without thinking.

Seeing the big boss running away, some bandits followed without hesitation.

Some bandits were still immersed in the excitement of killing the little Taoist priest and hadn't come back to their senses. When they realized that something was wrong, it was too late. Suddenly, a golden thread rolled past them.

Although the golden thread was thin, it made a clanging sound when it rolled, as if a sharp blade was interlacing and swirling.

In just a moment, a large number of bandits suddenly broke into several pieces without making any sound, and blood rushed into the sky. When the wind blew, it turned into a smelly bloody rain, which made the open space in front of the valley shrouded in a thick blood mist.

There were only two golden threads, and some lucky ones were not strangled. They were splashed with blood on their faces. They were dazed and at a loss. Their mental defenses were broken.

But Zhang Zhiwei had no sympathy for these bandits. He lightly stroked them with his fingertips and harvested them like wheat.

Although the heavy artillery just now was fierce, it was not enough for him. He had a hundred ways to deal with it.

For example, the third level of Qi transformation of Nisheng, or even direct avoidance...

But behind him was the bandits' village. As soon as he arrived here, he knew that there were many innocent women who were abducted in the village.

Some of these women took advantage of the chaos to escape, but most of them did not have the courage to do so and were still hiding in the village.

If he dodged or turned into Qi, this cannon would definitely affect them.

To the bandits, he was as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, but he had compassion for these innocent women.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiwei chose to use his golden light to take the heavy cannon.

This scene fully demonstrated the heart of a bodhisattva and the means of a diamond. Even a great monk would find it difficult to tell right from wrong.

As for taking the heavy cannon, it was not difficult for Zhang Zhiwei now.

His golden light had long reached perfection, and his defense was terrifying. In addition, he had already integrated the principles of Tai Chi's circular rotation into his golden light in the hail of bullets from the Japanese pirates in Bincheng.

Moreover, after the trip to Wudang, his attainments in Tai Chi went a step further.

Adding all these together, although the power of the heavy cannon just now was fierce, most of it was unloaded into the ground by him, and the remaining force made his golden light tremble without a single tremor.