Hunting with flags, full of murderous intent!
The Cang Family's team of tens of thousands of people was like a long black dragon, crossing the deserted starry sky.
Among them, there are hundreds of young geniuses from the Cang family, sage kings from the Cang family, and powerful great saints.
This power is nothing to the immortal forces.
But for the now decadent Great Desert Village and the Ancient Temple, it is undoubtedly a destructive force.
At the ancient temple, Wu Hu raised his head and looked up at the sky, looking at the mighty and surging army of ten thousand people.
There was calm indifference in his cloudy eyes.
No fear, no fear.
Perhaps in the dictionary of the Ancient Holy Body, the word fear does not exist.
"That's from the Cang family!"
The other villagers of Dahuang also noticed the mighty army coming from the sky.
The will to fight is like a fire starting a prairie fire, and the intent to kill is filling the sky!
"What's going on? Is the Cang family going to have a decisive battle?"
"Is he really going to destroy my deserted village?"
Some Dahuang villagers clenched their fists, with cruel looks in their eyes as they were forced into desperation.
They have already reached this point, and the Cang family is still unwilling to let them go!
"Wait, get behind me!" Wu Hu shouted.
Nearly a thousand villagers involuntarily retreated into the ancient temple.
The north wind is howling and the yellow sand is fierce.
Wu Hu stood alone in front of the ancient temple.
He has an ordinary appearance, with an unkempt beard and messy black hair. He is dressed in simple and shabby gray clothes.
He looked like a depressed middle-aged ascetic monk in the world of mortals.
His hands and feet were all shackled, and his bones were pierced by chains.
On his back is a stone tablet set by his former hegemonic enemy to humiliate him.
It can be said that if they didn't know Wu Hu's identity, no one would think that he was a holy body.
"I am a disgrace to the Holy Body lineage. Now, let me radiate the last bit of light and heat..." Wu Hu murmured in his heart.
Here, the Cang family's team finally arrived, with thousands of people standing on the sky, like heavenly soldiers and generals.
On the other hand, here in the ancient temple, there is only one military guard, standing alone like a monument.
"Loser, where is Jun Xiaoyao?" An old man in the Cang family's team stood up and said coldly.
He is the fifth elder of the Cang family and a powerful man in the Great Saint realm.
He didn't call Wuhu, but called him a loser.
Wu Hu remained silent.
"Haha, he is just a defeated general of the ancestor Ba Ti, and he is a prisoner. How dare you show such an attitude?" The sixth elder of the Cang family sneered.
"Today, I will not hold back, retreat, or... fight!" Wu Hu said in a cold tone.
At this point, there is no room for relaxation.
Wu Hu's forbearance before was for Dahuang Village, for Ning Chen's brother and sister, and to keep Xinghuo.
But now, with Jun Xiaoyao here, the Holy Body lineage will naturally not decline.
He no longer has to hold back anything.
"You have become tougher, aren't you afraid that we will massacre these villagers in the wilderness?" the fifth elder of the Cang family sneered.
"Loser, get out of the way now and let us enter the ancient temple to investigate. I, the Cang family, will spare your life." The sixth elder of the Cang family said casually.
Cold lightning flashed in Wu Hu's pupils, with murderous intent piercing his bones.
He waved one hand and drew a horizontal line across the front of the Ancient Temple.
"Anyone who crosses this line will die!"
The word "death" stirs up turbulence and changes the color of heaven and earth.
The killing intent is like a cold wind, piercing into the bone marrow!
"How dare you, a loser, dare to threaten me like this? Kill me!" The fifth elder of the Cang family no longer hesitated. With a wave of his hand, the Cang family's tens of thousands of troops shouted in unison.
The sound is shocking!
The war begins.
A dense crowd of figures rushed towards Wu Hu alone.
Among this army of ten thousand people, the weakest ones have the realm of gods.
There are many Taoist realms and quasi-saint realms.
Taken individually, it may not be very strong.
But if thousands of people come out together, the destructive power is enough to shake the heaven and the earth, and even the great sage will feel numb when he sees it.
Wu Hu also took action, but because he was wearing chains, his range of action was only around the Ancient Temple.
He punched out, and the mighty energy and blood surged, turning into a long golden dragon and running across it.
Poof!
Blood splattered and there was the sound of bones breaking.
The bodies of hundreds of Cang family soldiers exploded into pieces and turned into bloody dregs.
Such fighting power made some people’s eyelids jump.
"Damn it, this holy body is really evil. I have taken so much essence and blood from the holy body before, and now it is still so lively and vigorous." The sixth elder of the Cang family muttered.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a fight between trapped beasts. Don't forget, we also brought that thing." The fifth elder of the Cang family didn't care at all.
In his opinion, this was just a joke massacre.
And now, there are also dense crowds of monks watching from a distance.
Looking around, thousands of monks from Desolate Star gathered to watch the battle from a distance.
There are also Gulu Tianjiao from Xingkong Ancient City, such as Ji Qingyi, Sheng Xuanyi, Ru Ying and others, who also came here to watch.
"Is that also a holy body, but why does it feel a bit miserable?" Ruying's eyes narrowed, a little surprised.
In her imagination, even if the Holy Body lineage declines again, it will not be reduced to this, right?
"Jun Xiaoyao, where are you?" Ji Qingyi looked forward with clear eyes, but did not see Jun Xiaoyao.
It stands to reason that since they are both ancient saints, Jun Xiaoyao's character should not turn a blind eye.
This also aroused doubts among other ancient geniuses.
"Why is the Jun family's divine son not here? If he were here, the situation would not be like this."
"Are you scared?"
"This is impossible. As we all know, the domineering son of the Jun family is not afraid of a Cang family member."
"Then why doesn't he show up now?"
"Maybe there's something going on."
Many Tianjiao monks are discussing.
Here, the Cang family sergeant also learned well.
The martial guards can only move within the scope of the ancient temple. Even if they use their methods, the range will not be too large.
They just need to release magical moves on the periphery to consume his strength.
This method, although not very glorious, is very practical.
As time went by, Wu Hu's strong energy and blood began to weaken.
He himself didn't have much energy and blood, and most of the holy body essence and blood in his body had been taken away by the Cang family.
The remaining small half was subtly integrated into Ning Chen and Xiao Xuanxuan's bodies.
It can be said that the current Wuhu is draining every drop of the holy body's essence and blood in his body and exerting his residual heat.
"There's no need to delay, just use that trick." The sixth elder of the Cang family said.
The fifth elder of the Cang family nodded slightly. He took out a rune stone and poured mana into it.
Suddenly, the stone tablet attached to Wu Hu's back suddenly shook.
The eight words "unique in the world and domineering in the sky" are written above, releasing a dazzling brilliance.
A terrifying force of suppression and gravity instantly shook him down.
Poof!
Almost instantly, Wu Hu spit out a mouthful of blood and half-knelt on the ground.
"Master Wuhu!"
In the temple, Ning Chen, Xiao Xuanxuan, Ning Defa, and all the Dahuang villagers all exclaimed in surprise.
"kill!"
The fifth elder of the Cang family waved his hand.
A group of great saints and elders of the Cang family at the Saint King level took action.
They want to kill this miserable last holy body!
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