Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 235: Seven Cities Surrounding the Village 7

"came back."

Zhan Qiaoqi shouted at a lone wolf squad captain.

"We only killed more than 50 people and lost one person."

The lone wolf team leader handed the storage bag to Zhan Qiaoqi.

"Just rest."

Zhan Qiaoqi replied softly and didn't look at him. He quickly checked and left all the defensive magic weapons and talismans, and distributed the remaining spirit stones and offensive magic weapons.

At this time, the enemy had just escaped and had not yet attacked. More than 700 monks from the Seven Cities fell in this wave, and more than 100 monks from the Seven Cities activated their functions and returned and left. Of the more than 1200 attacking monks, only more than 400 escaped.

There are 43 people left on Zhan Qiaoqi's side, and 42 people left on Mi Pengyong's side. Every time one of these people dies, there is no one to replace them.

But even if you put a knife on their necks now, they will not leave. Up to now, everyone can be said to have made a lot of money. Although it tastes a bit like a big pot of rice, it can't resist the fragrance of this rice.

"Take it."

Zhan Qiaoqi walked over and sat next to Wang Qiye, handing him a storage bag.

"Eight more magic weapons have been allocated. Why are they all offensive magic weapons?"

In this wave, Wang Qiye had a free time. Before he could make a move, all the opponents ran away. He just got a wave of dividends, and when the killing team came back, another wave of dividends arrived.

"I was just about to tell you that the next battle might be tough, and the defensive magic weapons might not be enough. Can you support me first? After the next battle, I will use the offensive magic weapons I have seized to supply you."

Zhan Qiaoqi spoke softly, feeling somewhat nervous, and she was not entirely sure.

There was a faint fragrance around him, and Wang Qiye glanced at her intentionally or unintentionally. Zhan Qiaoqi's pair of firm breasts were big enough. No wonder this girl wore a black hat all day long.

Without thinking too long, Wang Qiye only kept 20 defensive magic weapons and stuffed more than 100 defensive magic weapons that could still be used into her hands.

"This woman is really good at tricks." Wang Qiye sighed.

"Aren't you afraid that I might abscond with the money?"

Zhan Qiaoqi, who had prepared a lot of excuses, didn't expect to get it so easily. Instead, he looked up to this bald pervert.

"These are all things I picked up. If I picked up a lot, would I care if a few were missing?"

"If you survive, come to Shuijing Garden, and then you can ask me for a request. I will agree to it no matter what it is." Zhan Qiaoqi, who was beside him, said in a sweet voice.

"Forget it. The inner room is too closely guarded. Why don't you just give me a few more magic weapons later?"

"Dirty."

Zhan Qiaoqi cursed angrily and ran away angrily.

"I am dirty?" Wang Qiye asked in his heart as he watched her twisting waist as she ran away. "Who is dirty between us? Isn't that what you think?"

……

Fu Haishan led a large group of disciples from major sects and charged into the corridor in a mighty manner. Although there were 400-500 of them, it was not as crowded as those small fry.

Looking at the figure getting closer and closer, the sky had already become dark and the entire corridor was pitch black, but the five-colored light shining from the numerous magical instruments made the entire corridor as bright as day.

"It's him?"

Looking at the person approaching, Saint Jiabai was also surprised. What a small world this is.

"It's actually Fu Haishan, the Demon Sword Master, one of the Ten Outstanding Foundation Establishers!"

Apparently some of the lone wolves recognized the leader, and they began whispering to each other.

Although the appearance of Fu Haishan surprised the monks of Shichengzhai for a moment, it did not cause any commotion. After all, you are one of the Ten Elites, and we have one too. Besides, the Ten Elites on our side are in full buff state. Can you, a Ten Elites, beat two of them?

"Saint Family Bai, how many years have I not seen you?"

Fu Haishan stopped ten steps ahead and said with reminiscence.

"It's been fifteen years, about that. I could see at that time that you were no ordinary kid. I didn't expect that after you got this magic sword, you didn't disappoint me." Sheng Jiabai's thoughts also drifted far away.

"Yes, it's been 15 years since we last met. For the sake of that bottle of wine, you can go."

Fu Haishan said lightly.

Sheng Jiabai nodded, glanced at the eagle beast next to him, and found that his mother's naked eyes had not changed. Then he grinned and smiled.

"Fu Haishan, do you have any wine now?"

Fu Haishan didn't reply, but took out a small jar of wine from his storage bag and threw it over.

Sheng Jiabai reached out and caught it steadily, opened the lid, and without even smelling it, he tilted his head back and drank it down.

"Good wine!" Sheng Jiabai gulped down several big mouthfuls without any hesitation. After stopping, he threw the jar back the way it came.

Both sides watched the two men drinking quietly, without any impatience. Although the two men only drank a few sips each time and threw the wine to each other, the jar of wine was still a small jar after all, so it was finally emptied.

"Snapped."

Sheng Jiabai drank the last few sips, and then he threw the empty wine jar hard, and it immediately broke into pieces. The remaining aroma of wine overflowed, tempting the old drunkard's gluttony.

"Now, you return it."

"Why are you doing this? Once the fight starts, you won't be able to leave."

Fu Haishan's words gradually turned colder.

The disciples of the big sects behind Fu Haishan also began to look unfriendly. Everyone here is an elite among elites. Don't think that just because you just killed more than 700 small fish, you can be arrogant just by relying on these buffs.

Apart from other things, people like Fan Canqi alone have countless attack and defense magic weapons, accounting for one third of them. On the Shichengzhai side, only the 43 newly armed lone wolves have such strength.

"Since you can say that, the wine we drank back then was not in vain. You treated me to a meal today, so we are even. Don't hold back later, or people will say that I am an old saint who only bullies the weak."

Saint-Jacques began to turn his wrists, which was his habitual action in every big battle.

"I will offer wine to you on this day next year."

Fu Haishan took off the magic knife behind him and held it in his hand.

The monks behind him lit up their magic weapons one after another, and there was a flash of light for a moment.

On the Shichengzhai side, the magic weapons were also flashing, but only the five monks in the front row took any action, while the people behind were quietly waiting for orders.

Five more defensive magic weapons flew over from the back, still only helping the five people in the front row to defend against long-range attacks. However, this time, Zhan Qiaoqi ordered them to use up two-thirds of their spiritual power before they could retreat.

"Those who can consume the enemy remotely, do so. I will fight Saint-Jiabai on the left, and you guys quickly kill your way through.

After Fu Haishan finished his instructions, he drew out his magic knife and chopped towards Sheng Jiabai with thunderous means. Since we have decided to fight, there is no need to hold back. If these people don't leave, don't blame us for being ruthless.

Fu Haishan's magic knife was transparent red, like a stone knife stained with blood. When the magic knife pressed over, it looked powerful, like a red sun.

"boom"

Saint Jiabai's fists smashed on the blade, and the area where the two collided was filled with air waves that swept in all directions.

However, the people around did not retreat a single step. A leader from a big sect even kept a grim smile on his face as he advanced against the chaotic airflow. It was obvious that the strength of this group of people was far superior to that of the small fry just now.

The cultivators from the Seven Cities would not be polite, after all, the opponent had a buff. The flying swords, attack talismans, and magical powers flew over Fu Haishan's head and smashed into the opponent. Although they were not as dense as those thrown by the small fish, this might be related to the loose standing of the cultivators from the big sects. But the quality was improved by a level, and the intensity of the light alone was obvious.

However, these attacks were still withstood by the support group of Shichengzhai.

Even though some flying swords were powerful and could easily make a hole in a defensive magic weapon, Zhan Qiaoqi simply threw a new defensive magic weapon to the cultivator, and then another new defensive magic weapon to block the front line.

Some people from Shicheng Village also brought out their flying swords and fought against the other side. Some people from Shicheng Village didn't even care about their flying swords. They would rather have them destroyed than not poke a hole in the opponent's flying sword or create a crack on it.

"The fight has finally started." Zhou Yuxiang and Li San stood on the balcony, watching from afar the two top ten heroes fighting fiercely with swords and fists.

"I am Dai Zhishao from Ghost King Tower. I have gone to the underworld. Please don't give the wrong name."

The people in Shichengzhai sneered at this fool who didn't know whether to live or die.

Dai Zhishao didn't care and stabbed the eagle with his sword.

The eagle beast did not dodge the sword attacking his heart, and instead dug its claws into his heart.

At this time, Dai Zhishao's expression changed slightly. This man wearing an eagle-head mask was so cruel that he wanted to die together with his opponent.

"Don't even think about making me back down!" Dai Zhishao was also furious. "You're relying on that full body armor buff to try to resist my magic weapon. Aren't you looking down on me?"

Even though he already had a layer of defensive talismans on his body, Dai Zhishao still summoned two defensive magic weapons, a bead magic weapon that emitted a light shield, and a shield magic weapon that blocked the claws.

The magic weapon seemed to be unobstructed until the handle was gone. Dai Zhishao was delighted, but for no reason, he felt a great power.

The eagle beast hugged him directly in its arms, sandwiched the shield between the two of them, opened its big mouth, and bit his neck.

"Do not."

Dai Zhishao was bitten right in the middle. The two were too close to each other, as if he had thrown himself into the arms of the eagle beast. No matter how he turned the magic weapon inserted into the eagle beast's heart, he could not stop the eagle beast's movements. As more and more blood was drawn out of its body, Dai Zhishao could no longer hold on. His eyes went dark and he passed out.

"Snapped."

The bead magic weapon fell to the ground first, and then the eagle beast let go of Dai Zhishao, who had been beaten into a mummy. The shield sandwiched between the two also fell to the ground along with his body.

The eagle beast didn't even wipe the corner of its mouth, but raised its scarlet eyes and looked at the present with hot eyes.

The corpse-sniffing team members, who were already very skilled, flew to the back of the eagle beast as soon as the magic weapon fell to the ground. The storage bag and the shield also flew over soon after, and the corpse-sniffing team members then handed them respectfully to Zhan Qiaoqi.

Zhan Qiaoqi took it and probed his spiritual consciousness into the storage bag. He was delighted. Needless to say, there were only a few offensive magic weapons. This time, he actually seized three intact defensive magic weapons.

Defensive magic weapons are the lifeline of the monks in the entire Shicheng Village.