I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Beimang camp.

"puff"

Zhu Hao, who was casting a spell, suddenly opened his mouth, and then a mouthful of blood sprayed directly onto the scarecrow in his hand, dyeing the scarecrow red with blood.

The whole complexion also instantly turned pale.

"Zhang Yuanfang is dead?"

Seeing this scene, Master Hong Yan didn't show any concern for the injured Zhu Hao, but asked about Zhang Yuanfang's situation expressionlessly.

Zhu Hao cursed secretly in his heart, but said respectfully in his mouth: "Reporting to the national teacher, my subordinate is incompetent and severely injured Zhang Yuanfang, but I was also backlashed. The injury is too serious, and I am afraid I will not be able to cast the spell again."

"Trash, even if you do calculations with your heart or not, you didn't kill Zhang Yuanfang!"

"What's the use of keeping you?"

Master Hong Yan was furious when he heard the words, and was about to take action to avenge the crime, but was persuaded by the powerful witch at the side.

Xin Xuanji watched Zhang Yuanfang spitting blood, but he couldn't do anything about it. He couldn't help but spit fire from his eyes, and yelled at the city: "You bastards in Beimang, if you have the guts, you will do it with real swords and guns. What kind of hero is he who uses dirty tricks?"

"If you do it again, that guy will surely die!"

"Spiritual consciousness has captured a trace."

"Bring the elixir!"

Zhang Yuanfang reached out and wiped the blood around his mouth with his sleeve, and then sent Xin Xuanji a reassuring message, and continued to sit cross-legged, waiting for the next attack to come.

Above the sky, suddenly the wind surged, thunder and lightning flashed.

Then from his body, a dark force shot up into the sky, merged into the sky, and disappeared.

Master Hong Yan turned his eyes, and then said again: "However, in order to prevent fraud, you should try again!"

At this time, the Great Witch Qianggong suddenly spoke to persuade, and then a message was quietly passed into the ears of the national teacher Hong Yan: "That Zhang Yuanfang has been seriously injured, and it is a good opportunity for the national teacher to show his power."

I saw him pointing at a single point, his mana was running, and the words Zhang Yuanfang naturally appeared on the wooden sign.

That is, if the cultivation base is higher than the enemy's level, and the distance to the opponent is within a hundred miles, as long as the opponent bows down devoutly, if the opponent does not have a special magic weapon to protect the body, he will not be able to stand the kneeling of the caster, and The body dies and the road disappears.

He clearly surpassed Zhang Yuanfang in cultivation, yet he gave Zhang Yuanfang such a great gift, people who didn't understand witchcraft looked at each other in blank dismay, while those who were proficient in witchcraft couldn't help clapping their hands and applauding.

"Cough cough."

And the weak point of this witchcraft is that if the cultivation level is higher than the enemy's realm, and within a hundred miles, you can destroy it with a wave of your hand, so you basically don't need this witchcraft.

Xin Xuanji wanted to say something, but faced with this situation, they were helpless, there was nothing they could do.

"My officer. No problem!"

Among the spells of cursing, there is a relatively useless spell called Unbearable!

Then he placed the wooden sign on the ground, and he took out a yellowed talisman paper from his pocket, and ignited it in front of the wooden sign in front of everyone.

"Three salutes to the distant predecessors!"

This time, the attacking force was significantly stronger. Zhang Yuanfang spat out three mouthfuls of blood in a row, but he still couldn't hold on, and fell directly on the ground.

According to his estimation, there is a big difference in realm, and generally it only takes three times to worship the other party to death.

"The next mark is the time to verify success or failure."

Seeing this, Xin Xuanji asked with concern.

Zhang Yuanfang supported Xin Xuanji's hand, forced himself to sit still, then waved his hand lightly, indicating that he was still holding on.

Master Hong Yan stared at Dawu Qianggong casting spells with burning eyes, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"puff!"

But at this moment, the matter is in a hurry, if Liaoxi County cannot be taken down again, I am afraid that the witch god will blame it, and everyone will feel uncomfortable.

Then the true essence was injected into Zhang Yuanfang's body to help him refine the elixir.

But the scarecrow just now has been polluted and can no longer be used. He is going to use another kind of witchcraft.

But at this time, apart from some loss of status, it is the most appropriate.

Just as Zhang Yuanfang was about to speak, he coughed up a mouthful of blood again. Even with the pill to heal his injuries, his injuries were not optimistic.

"nonsense!"

"Catch it soon"

Zhu Hao was extremely disappointed, just these five injections had consumed 20 years of his lifespan, but who knew, what he got in return was Hong Yan's absolution.

As his voice fell, an evil and strange force silently pierced through the large formation protecting the city in the sky above Liaoxi County City, and landed on Zhang Yuanfang again.

This unbearable witchcraft, the greater the difference in realm between the two sides, the less times they need to kneel down.

Xin Xuanji and others hurried forward and helped him up, only to see that Zhang Yuan's face was like gold paper, his breathing was heavy, and he was obviously seriously injured.

At this time, in the camp of Beimang, the great witch Qianggong slammed his head on the ground again, and continued to say: "Second respect, senior far away!"

"puff!"

After less than ten breaths, a terrifying, strange and evil force descended from the sky and landed directly on Zhang Yuanfang.

In fact, he had discovered during the healing just now that Zhang Yuanfang had already suffered serious internal injuries. If he hadn't been determined and the pills had been replenished in a timely manner, he might have reported directly to Netherworld.

With Dan Li cutting away, Zhang Yuanfang slowly woke up from the coma.

Xin Xuanji hurriedly ordered his left and right to feed the healing elixir of the Hall of Eternal Life that had been prepared into Zhang Yuanfang's mouth.

"But, my lord"

"National teacher, this is the time for employing people. It is better to wait until Liaoxi County is captured, and then it will not be too late to convict."

What made him feel even more weird was that this time, even his spiritual sense couldn't find the direction where the other party's curse came from.

On the city wall, Zhang Yuanfang's body stiffened instantly as if struck by lightning, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Having said that, he was a little emotional and coughed up a mouthful of blood again.

When Zhang Yuanfang heard this, he immediately reprimanded him repeatedly: "As Daxuan's parents and officials, how can we surrender in front of the battle? If word spreads, what face do we have to survive in this world!"

He had just broken through to the first rank, so he could only follow Hong Yan's order to cast the curse and hate victory technique.

Zhang Yuanfang, who had adjusted his breath just now, did not react yet, a mouthful of old blood spewed out of his mouth, and he was seriously injured after just bowing.

As the blood was spitting out, τ felt a little more comfortable in his body. Maybe he saw Xin Xuanji's face was a little embarrassed, so he explained: "I just resisted the other party's three witchcrafts, and it was not without gain."

"My lord, how are you doing?"

"Cough cough."

"What you said makes sense."

Xin Xuanji stayed by his side all the time, and quickly helped Zhang Yuanfang up, only to find that his body was covered in blood, his eyes were closed under the white cloth, and he was already gasping.

"grown ups!"

The voice spread far, far below Liaoxi County, but no voice responded.

"Pfft!"

This kind of witchcraft has minimal side effects and is more suitable for the current situation.

Seeing Zhang Yuanfang's miserable state, Xin Xuanji couldn't bear it, so he tried to persuade him.

Hearing the words, the Great Witch Qiang Gong was obviously stunned. He didn't expect that Master Hong Yan would let himself take the lead in order to minimize the side effects of witchcraft.

He raised one hand, and a wooden sign with no name appeared in his hand.

"grown ups."

As the voice fell, that familiar force descended from the sky again and landed directly on Zhang Yuanfang.

"My lord, no, let's vote!"

As the talisman paper burned, he knelt down on the ground, thinking of Zhang Yuanfang's appearance in his heart, knocked his head heavily on the ground, and shouted: "Senior Yuanfang, please be respected by this junior!"

"As for Zhu Hao, there is always time to deal with it."

"If the officer is lucky enough to block the attack, I won't mention anything else."

"If the official dies unfortunately, you will behead the official and dedicate it to Beimang, just to let the people in this city go."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yuanfang seemed to sense something, and pushed Xin Xuanji aside with force with both hands.

With his eyes covered with white cloth, he stared at the sky above his head, and roared, "Come again, you bastard of Beimang!"

At this time, the voice of the strong tribute witch has also resounded through the entire Beimang army: "Four respects to the seniors far away!"