Chapter 514: On the Application of the Golden Light Curse in Efficient Killing

"Xiaoyuan, what's going on? What's going on outside? Did the Wang family and Lu family go up to the mountain to kill them?" Yuan Jingui's wife said with some fear.

"It's not them, it's Longhu Mountain...the Little Celestial Master 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 fear and excitement.

What was frightening was that he did not expect that Zhang Zhiwei actually came after him and his life was in danger.

What's exciting is that Zhang Zhiwei, a person who is aloof in Yinghe Tower and doesn't take him seriously at all, actually goes into dangerous places in person to cause trouble for him because of his verbal instigation.

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

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

The King of Ghost Hands must be awesome, he is the most powerful one among them. He has mastered such trivial juggling skills as reversing the eight directions to the best in the world, which makes even the left gate chief admire his talent.

But in front of this little heavenly master, he is not worth mentioning. He doesn't even have a serious look at him and defeats him with one hand.

But what about him? Even if the means are not high, in a few words, he can make the other party look at him seriously, and even make the other party not hesitate to take risks and come to Dawang Mountain where everyone gathers, just for him.

This feeling...this is the feeling...hahaha...so cool! So cool...

Yuan Jingui was laughing in his heart. The anxiety and uneasiness disappeared. The fear on his face gradually faded away. Excitement took over and he became a little crazy.

He looked back at the village where shouts of killing were everywhere. He didn't feel any guilt that he had brought the enemy here, but instead he had an idea.

If I appeared at this time, ran up to the little heavenly master, explained the reason, explained the origin of the whole thing clearly, and then talked about it, I think the other person's face would definitely be wonderful, right? !

I really want to see this kind of character whose expression remains unchanged despite the collapse of the mountain, with a dumbfounded look on his face. It must be very exciting...

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

That would be really nice, just thinking about it, but he was still a little worried about his wife and son.

Of course, the most important thing is that if he jumps out, he can only enjoy it once.

And if he ran away, he could continue to enjoy himself.

It would even be even more satisfying if I could use words to destroy this little Celestial Master and bring the old Celestial Master to his end.

Xiao Yuantao was held under Yuan Jingui's arm, and he looked up at his father's face.

The dancing firelight at night reflected on Yuan Jingui's face, which was filled with shadows and looked unusually ferocious.

This made Yuan Tao shiver, and he didn't dare to talk about what happened just now.

Yuan Jingui carried his wife and children to the gate of the village and saw many women who had been caught in the village and used as reproductive tools fleeing.

He immediately had a thought, broke into a room, grabbed a few women who did not dare to escape in the chaos, and only dared to hide in the corner shivering. He took off their clothes in twos and twos, put them on his wife, children and himself, and then He blended 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 and asked Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others who were still charging among the bandits to come back.

Although the bandit leaders in Dawang Mountain are all strangers, and ordinary bandits are also equipped with firearms, with the cooperation of each other, it is definitely a tough nut to crack. If there are only a few of them, Lu Jin, Lu Ci, they will definitely be dead.

But with Zhang Zhiwei's blessing, even though the enemy was outnumbered, the battle also 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 Aichong were in full swing when they saw Senior Brother Zhang asking them to come back. They were stunned for a moment.

On the other hand, Wang Ai, who was possessed by the "National Preceptor", moved the fastest. Without any hesitation, he acted completely out of instinct and retreated directly.

As soon as the "National Master" retreated, the other people suddenly felt the pressure greatly increased, and they quickly retreated to Zhang Zhiwei's side. When they were puzzled, they heard Zhang Zhiwei say:

"Yuan Jingui probably took advantage of the chaos to escape. You chase them out, and leave it to me to break up the rear here!"

"That senior brother Zhang, you..."

Just as Lu Ci was about to speak, he saw Wang Ai running towards the village at the lead.

Lu 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 has absolute trust in Senior Brother Zhang's methods, and this small scene is a waste.

Fatty, on the other hand, even though he invited the "Deputy Leader" to take over, the opponent's strength was too strong. He had fainted more than once because his body was too weak to bear the load. If he fainted in such a place, then Not so good.

Therefore, he went with Wang Ai, Lu Ci went, and naturally Lu Ren also went.

It seemed that Mrs. Wang's death had a big impact on Fatty. He, who was usually timid, actually took the lead... Lu Jin sighed inwardly, nodded to Zhang Zhiwei, and followed.

But in fact, he misunderstood Wang Ai, and what he did just now was not Wang Ai's original intention.

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

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

The rest of the crowd left, leaving only Zhang Zhiwei on the field.

Zhang Zhiwei twisted his neck and was about to strike harshly.

Although his move just now was very clean and neat, he was actually very restrained and did not kill all the bandits directly with thundering means.

After all, the elders of the Wang and Lu families died.

Especially Wang Ai, whose grandfather died.

If they were not allowed to vent, they would be so frustrated, so he was relatively reserved in his move, and now, there was no need.

But Gao Huzi, the leader of the mountain stronghold, 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:

"My Dawang Mountain and Longhu Mountain have never had any grudges. Little Tianshi came to kill me. Are you trying to stir up grudges between Tianshi Mansion and Quanxing? You dare to kill so many of my brothers, be careful that Quanxing will make your Tianshi Mansion full of mourning and wailing everywhere, so that you stinky cow noses know what it means to be vindictive!"

Just now, Lu Ci, Lu Jin and others slaughtered his brothers. As the leader of the mountain stronghold, he actually watched it all the time.

But every time he wanted to kill those people, he would be captured by an inexplicable Qi, as if he would die on the spot if he made any rash move.

A person's name is like a tree's shadow, and he naturally knew that the Qi was emitted by Zhang Zhiwei.

So, he put all the blame on Zhang Zhiwei.

"A whole family in mourning? A land of grief?" Zhang Zhiwei glanced at him and said lightly: "I am the most clean and efficient person!"

"Let go!"

Gao Huzi shouted loudly, and sent out a palm force ten feet long, sweeping towards Zhang Zhiwei. As the master of Dawang Mountain and an elder of Quanxing, his means are naturally not weak.

But from the collision of Qi with Zhang Zhiwei just now, he has been at an absolute disadvantage, and he also knows that the other party cannot be defeated.

He can't beat him, but he can't help fighting, so he can only use dirty tricks.

As a bandit who burns, kills, robs, and loots and a demon of Quanxing, it is naturally impossible to expect him to be so upright.

He first threatened to disturb Zhang Zhiwei's state of mind, and then attacked with a bang to attract Zhang Zhiwei's attention so that he would not have time to pay attention to the secret moves behind his back.

There was only a loud "boom".

In the night, a heavy artillery on the top of the mountain, the sound of the shells coming out of the barrel was like thunder.

A shot was fired, and flames and thick smoke spewed out from the back of the turret. The whole turret was shaken by this powerful shot.

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

In an instant, the flames shot up to the sky, and the flying shrapnel instantly destroyed the road surface.

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

The hair of many bandits was blown back by the air wave. Some ordinary bandits who were not extraordinary people were even unstable and were blown to the ground, but their faces were ecstatic.

When they were drinking before, Yuan Jingui said that the little Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain was a god from heaven who had descended to earth. They didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that it was just "Changming Yegan" talking nonsense again, but Zhang Zhiwei almost scared them out of their wits when he took action.

But even so, this unstoppable little Taoist priest who had descended from heaven was defeated by them? How could this not make everyone excited?

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

This heavy artillery was dragged out of the factory warehouse in the county city when Gao Huzi led the bandits to attack the county city at the end of the previous dynasty.

It is said that the previous dynasty spent a huge amount of money to import it from Italy, with the original intention of arming the army and strengthening its strength.

But the general guarding the city was a descendant of the Eight Banners, and he felt that if this kind of weapon was mastered by the Han soldiers under his command, it would be unsafe.

So even if the county city was broken by the bandits from inside and outside, he was reluctant to use it, and Gao Huzi finally got the advantage.

Gao Huzi took the heavy artillery and wanted to place it in Dawang Mountain to protect his mountain stronghold.

But heavy artillery is naturally very heavy, and Dawang Mountain has a dangerous terrain, so it can't be transported in at all.

When he was at a loss, he suddenly remembered that there was a strange man in the old nine gates in Chang County who was good at moving mountains. He once moved a hundred-ton Buddha to his home overnight, so he was called "Buddha Lord".

He used his connections and spent a lot of money to ask this "Buddha Lord" to move the heavy artillery from the factory warehouse in the county town to the dangerous Dawang Mountain, and placed it on the top of the mountain.

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

Later, the warlords who attacked the mountain were very weak, and they thought they would not be able to use it, but they didn't expect that it would be used on an extraordinary person in the end.

I killed the little master with heavy artillery. Is this a waste of talent or a good use of it?

But no matter what, I can't stay in Dawang Mountain. Next, I'm afraid I will face the crazy revenge of Longhu Mountain.

Alas, Yuan Jingui is really a disaster, but it's all worth it to kill the little master...

Gao Huzi's heart is very complicated at this moment.

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

"Hahaha, what if the gods came down to earth, they were still blown to pieces?"

"Yes, yes, yes, it's so weird, if you have the guts, use golden light to resist heavy artillery!"

"Hey, don't say it, don't you really say it, he really has guts, isn't he just taking it hard?"

"Hahaha, it's true, I admit that he has balls under his crotch, but now the balls..."

Before he could say the word "broken", 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 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.