The Magical Blacksmith

In addition to the Blood God Assassin who was severely injured by Zhang Ye before, there are still nine Golden Elixir masters left, the leading three are even the peak Golden Elixir and half-step Nascent Soul.

The Lingtai Sect has a total of a hundred golden elixir masters, and the Blood God Sect has about the same number. One-tenth of them are dispatched at a time, which seems to be a relatively large-scale military operation.

"They must be coming for me. You can take the time to escape back to Lingtai Town later." Although Han Wushuang hated Zhang Ye, he was righteous in front of the Blood God Sect.

Because of Han Ling'er, Zhang Ye definitely couldn't leave Han Wushuang and run for his life. Just as he was about to say something, the Blood God Cult suddenly shouted: "Boss, isn't that young man Zhang Tiejiang? He deserves more credit for killing him than for killing Jin Dan. Got it!"

Han Wushuang's face turned red. He originally thought that these blood god golden elixirs were coming for him. Unexpectedly, they didn't care about him at all. Instead, they said that Zhang Ye's value far exceeded that of him, a master of golden elixirs. The current golden elixirs were so worthless. Is it valuable?

Zhang Ye smiled bitterly: "It seems that you are here for me. Father-in-law, please take the time to run back to Lingtai Town later."

Han Wushuang didn't bother to worry about the title of father-in-law, and just said proudly: "I have never escaped in my life!"

Han Wushuang drew his sword, guarding against the Blood God Sect's attack.

Zhang Ye sighed. In fact, if he wanted to take away Han Wushuang, he could use the bone knife unscrupulously to annihilate all these blood god monks. But with Han Wushuang around, he had to concentrate on protecting Han Wushuang's Zhou Quan.

Of course, Zhang Ye still admired Han Wushuang's loyalty. No wonder he could teach such a loyal and sincere girl like Han Ling'er.

"Form up, don't let anyone go!" At this moment, the Blood God monk shouted loudly, and the sword energy intertwined into a net, surrounding Zhang Ye and Han Wushuang like a cage.

The Blood God Sect is good at combined attacks and assassinations. Even if Zhang Ye could kill all the Blood God monks with his royal bone knife, it would take a while, and Han Wushuang would not be able to survive it.

"You will follow me later." Han Wushuang said while Zhang Ye was thinking about how to keep Han Wushuang. Seeing Zhang Ye's emotional expression, he added, "I have to take you back to the sect and accept the sanction! "

You're obviously just returning a favor, so why are you pretending to be so unkind? However, Zhang Ye had an idea and shouted to the Blood God monk who was about to take action: "Haha, facing a golden elixir and a foundation building, so many people are required to come together. The Blood God Sect is really in trouble. If you have the ability, challenge me in a duel." !”

The leading Blood God monk Jie Jie smiled slyly: "When two sects fight, the winner is king. Why should I challenge you in a one-on-one fight when I can obviously bully the minority with more?"

The other Blood God monks also burst into laughter. They set up an ambush near Lingtai Sect, just to consume the strength of Lingtai Sect by any means, regardless of the moral principles of the world.

"No, I didn't say that I would challenge you to a duel with me, but I would challenge all of you!" Zhang Ye said something so shocking that the Blood God Sect monks were stunned for a moment, and then laughed even louder.

"Hold the grass, a foundation-building monk actually wants to challenge all of us, I'm laughing so hard!"

"It's not just a group of us beating you up. What's the difference?" The leading Blood God monk found it interesting and asked casually.

"I have achieved great success recently. Stand still and let each of you take one move. As long as you can knock me down, you will win!" Zhang Ye said very seriously. The Blood God monk was even more excited when he heard this one-on-one method. Laughing out of breath.

Han Wushuang thought that Zhang Ye had some good ideas, but he didn't expect to be beaten. You said that you are a Yuanying master, and it is possible to resist the attack of the Golden Core cultivator, but for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to show off like this, he is simply asking for death. ah!

"Zhang Ye, are you sick?" Han Wushuang looked horrified.

Zhang Ye ignored Han Wushuang, took a step forward, and stared at the blood god monk with burning eyes: "Why, you don't even dare to hit someone?"

"Okay, since you're looking for death, I'll help you!" A blood god monk didn't take it seriously and slashed him away from the air.

"Zhang Ye, hide quickly!" Han Wushuang was shocked and warned.

But Zhang Ye put his hands on his back and did not dodge or dodge. The sword energy struck Zhang Ye hard. Everyone thought he would be cut in half. The monk who used the sword even laughed loudly: "You really don't hide. ,idiot!"

However, the next moment, the sword-drawing monk felt like he was hit hard. A large stab wound appeared on his chest, and he fell with blood spurting out.

What the hell? Everyone's laughter suddenly stopped. It was clear that Zhang Ye was stabbed. Why was Zhang Ye fine, but the monk who used the sword was seriously injured and fell into a coma?

Zhang Ye's face turned a little pale. Although the chain armor could deflect 90% of the attacks, the remaining damage was not pleasant. However, Zhang Yeyun lightly dusted the hem of his clothes and said, "I don't even have the strength to hit anyone, and I still say that I am the Blood God." What a shame!

Han Wushuang was a little stunned. What happened to Zhang Ye? Can he rebound and attack? Thinking about his previous pursuit of Zhang Ye, if Zhang Ye was hit by him, would he be the one injured? Han Wushuang was frightened for a while.

"Looking for death!" Another Blood God monk was angered and did not believe in evil. He chopped Zhang Ye on the head with a knife. Although this monk was angry, his heart was clear. He guessed that Zhang Ye was immune to the sword energy, so he used the sharpness of the magic knife. Kill Zhang Ye!

Zhang Ye's body was covered with a layer of yellow halo, which resisted the violent sword attack. The murderous monk howled and fell to the ground with a bloody head.

Everyone stared blankly at the injured Blood God monk, and then looked at Zhang Ye blankly. Is there really such a magical power in the world? For a moment, the Blood God monk was a little afraid to take action.

If it was an accident before, this time it was enough to prove that Zhang Ye could indeed rebound the attack. Han Wushuang said happily: "Zhang Ye, how did you do it?"

"I told you that my magical power is so great that I am invulnerable!" Zhang Ye smiled slightly, but a line of blood flowed from his forehead.

"Zhang Ye, you're bleeding!" Han Wushuang was shocked.

Zhang Ye wiped the blood from his forehead and said with a smile: "Who said it was my blood? Buddha said that all things have animism, so this is clearly the blood of that knife!"

Han Wushuang was speechless for a while, but he vaguely guessed that Zhang Ye was not unscathed, but exchanged minor injuries for serious injuries through some means, consuming the Blood God monk. I couldn't help but admire Zhang Ye's courage.

When the Blood God Sect saw Zhang Ye bleeding, they felt happy. A master at the peak of the golden elixir came out and shouted: "Kill me if you can!"

At the peak of the Golden Core, with half a step of Nascent Soul, he struck with all his strength, even containing a trace of Nascent Soul's power, which was much more powerful than the previous attack.

"Zhang Ye, if you can't do it, don't be brave!" Han Wushuang shouted worriedly.

Zhang Ye smiled at Han Wushuang: "Father-in-law is starting to worry about me?"

"You!" Han Wushuang didn't have time to say anything, only to see Zhang Ye puff up his chest and hit the sword energy.

With a loud bang, Zhang Ye vomited blood and flew back, but was caught by Han Wushuang, who was shocked. The huge force knocked out a mouthful of blood from Han Wushuang, which shows the power of this sword at the peak of the golden elixir!

"Zhang Ye, are you okay?" Han Wushuang quickly fed Zhang Ye a pill. Zhang Ye stopped vomiting blood after swallowing it.

The Blood God monks cheered and applauded, finally defeating the unbeatable Zhang Ye. The one who took action at the peak of Jindan held his head high and was enjoying the praise, but suddenly, his face changed, and an invisible and huge force It was coming, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

"Ah!" The golden elixir peak only had time to roar in pain, and it instantly exploded into blood mist!

The higher the damage, the stronger the rebound. This is how the chain armor is set. If this golden elixir hits with all its strength, 90% of its power will rebound. Can it not be wiped out?

Zhang Ye stood up with the help of Han Wushuang, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted loudly: "Who else?!"

Although Zhang Ye was only a foundation-building monk, the remaining six Blood God Golden Pills all shuddered and had the urge to escape.

At this time, the leading Jindan peak was thoughtful, and he looked at Zhang Ye with burning eyes: "You should have a magic weapon for self-protection, right?"

Defensive magic weapons were already scarce, and they were misled by Zhang Ye's magical body protection, so they didn't think about it in this direction at first. As soon as this golden elixir reached its peak, everyone suddenly realized it, and they became excited from the previous fear. , after all, a protective magic weapon that can rebound damage is priceless!

This golden elixir peak has some abilities. The chain armor made by Zhang Ye deliberately concealed the breath of the magic weapon. No one knew that he was wearing the armor and magic weapon.

Maybe Zhang Ye's repeated rebound attacks were guessed by this peak golden elixir.

"So what? If you're not afraid of death, come and beat me!" Zhang Ye snorted coldly.

The leader, who was at the peak of Jindan's career, smiled arrogantly: "You think I'm afraid of you? Get the armor-breaking talisman!"

"Yes!" The remaining blood god monks put a talisman on the sword, and the treasure light suddenly became strong. Although the power did not increase, Zhang Ye could clearly feel that the damage of these magical swords could penetrate the armor.

"Little blacksmith, do you still want to fight alone?" Jin Danfeng sneered.

"You're shameless, I've already made you three times, let me kill you with three swords before you start." Zhang Ye didn't dare to be more aggressive, so he snarled back.

It was clearly Zhang Ye's trick, but he looked aggrieved. The blood god monk was very angry, but he would not fall for Zhang Ye's trick again: "Then suffer death!"

Zhang Ye's troubles destroyed three golden elixirs. Although the pressure has been reduced a lot, the situation is still in danger. Han Wushuang said solemnly: "Zhang Ye, can you still move?"

"Yes." Zhang Ye held the bone knife in his hand and asked spiritually, "Ahua, how long will it take to kill six golden elixirs."

"Three breaths!"

Zhang Ye frowned. Three breaths of time were enough for the other Blood God monks to kill Han Wushuang twice. Zhang Ye traded his injuries for lives in order to reduce the number of enemies so that when the bone knife killed people, he could also protect Han Wushuang.

But at this moment, Han Wushuang handed a jade talisman to Zhang Ye: "It contains the Nascent Soul's attack. You can use it to open a way out later and run away."

Zhang Ye was startled: "Then why didn't you use the Nascent Soul Talisman to kill me earlier?" If Han Wushuang had used the Nascent Soul Talisman from the beginning, Zhang Ye would have been doomed.

"Didn't you kill me too?" Han Wushuang asked back, and then his sword energy spurted out, preparing to fight the Blood God monk, "If you can meet Ling'er in the future, tell her that dad has approved it."

What was approved? Zhang Ye figured out the key in an instant, smiled, returned the jade talisman to Han Wushuang, raised the bone knife and flew towards the Blood God monk: "Father-in-law, you should tell Ling'er this sentence in person."