Li Sijuan supported Shen Huansha and Feng Miao'er, and behind them stood Sun Changfeng, Bai Jianhao, Jiang Xiaoyu and sixteen other Xuantian Sword Sect's true disciples who had entered the realm of Yin Xu and Yang Reality!
The faces of a group of people were pale, and their eyes were full of sharpness and determination.
They are being besieged by a large number of masters from various sects and unfamiliar masters.
It's not that the Xuantian Sword Sect is despised and hostile to all forces, it's just that they happened to meet up and were traveling together, and they happened to be the first group to arrive in this town, occupied the best house, and got something.
And this house and things are related to the greatest chance of survival and possible encounters.
It's a pity that the common man is innocent of the crime of harboring the jade, so the others who arrived late are naturally unwilling to give up, and of course they are unwilling to compromise, which leads to the current situation.
This kind of thing also happens from time to time when searching ordinary forbidden areas. The two sides have a fight, decide the winner, and get benefits without killing people.
However, this time is different. This forbidden area is very strange. If you fail, you will die. Therefore, in order to survive, no one is willing to hold back. The only thing is to divide life and death.
"Senior Sister Shen, are you okay?"
Li Sijuan looked away from the surrounding attackers and looked at Shen Huansha, who was covered in blood.
Shen Huansha is the person with the highest level and the strongest combat power among the Xuantian Sword Sect disciples she has met. She was also one of the candidates for the headmaster before Junior Brother Xin Zhuo became the Shaojiao. Her talent and martial arts level are not low, but it is a pity that she was eliminated by the four disciples. The masters worked together to defeat him!
"puff--"
Shen Huansha spit out a mouthful of blood again, and then replied in a weak voice: "It doesn't matter! You can still fight for your life!"
"What kind of life are you risking?"
He Huan Sheng Sect's hundred-flower charm, half-breasted robe, extremely charming, she said with a sweet smile: "Give up the house, hand over that thing, don't hold on, be obedient."
Xuanyuan Qingqing from the Sea of Clouds and Mist also said coldly: "The forbidden area here is weird. We all want to survive, so the monsters must give way. Otherwise, don't blame us for ignoring the feelings that the eighteen sects are the same sect!"
Shen Huansha forced a smile: "Why is Xuantian Sword Sect afraid of fighting to the death? There are still twenty-two Xuantian Sword Sect disciples here, and they are willing to fight with their lives."
"There is no chance to fight for one's life. In terms of number of people, there are more than 200 people from my four sects, and there are nearly a hundred small sects and casual cultivators around to take advantage of the situation!"
A bearded man in brocade clothes put his hands in his sleeves and said with a cold face: "In terms of means, why should I, Xuanyuan Qiu Secret Technique, be afraid of your Xuantian Sword Sect?"
This person is Xuanyuan Qiu Elder Zuo Xihua. He is called Ba Ji, but he is a tough guy. He is in the fourth level of Lingtai. He is good at making mistakes in Xuanyuan Qiu. Just now, he defeated Shen Huansha, who is also in the fourth level of Lingtai. .
"that's right!"
Dozens of thin coffins appeared behind the Xuantian Sword Sect disciples. In one of them, a purple-red coffin without a lid, lay a young man with a soft complexion. This was the person who spoke.
The senior brother of the Yin Coffin Sect, his surname is Xiao and his last name is Hu.
Shen Huansha was seriously injured due to this person's sneak attack. The Yin Coffin Sect's coffin and Yin ghost magical powers made it difficult to identify the location.
"Pfft--" Shen Huansha was so furious that she spat out a mouthful of blood again, and her body became half limp.
"Senior Sister Shen!"
Li Sijuan quickly helped Shen Huansha up, and Ye Miaoer, Sun Changfeng and others stepped forward subconsciously.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... I told you not to hold on!"
Baihua Fengyun smiled sweetly, "How often has your Xuantian Sword Sect been in such a miserable state? You have to learn to get used to it, and you don't have to be harsh!"
A group of disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect looked at each other angrily, furious and ready to fight for their lives immediately.
Zuo Xihua from Xuanyuan Qiu had a gloomy face and said, "I didn't kill you all because this forbidden area is weird and I don't want to waste my efforts. If so... I'll have to go on a killing spree!"
Xiaohu's feminine voice began to count down: "Ten, nine..."
The countdown was like a mountain of rocks weighing on the hearts of Xuantian Sword Sect disciples. It was not that they insisted on holding on, but that the sect wanted to save face. There were dozens of disciples present, so how could they give up the treasure they had obtained?
Seeing Xiao Hu counting to "five", Feng Miao'er gritted her silver teeth and said, "If Bai Zong, Senior Brother Ye Liang and Junior Sister Zhao Yizhu were present, I'm afraid it would be another situation, and I would never be bullied like this!"
Baihua Fengyun laughed out loud and said: "Innocent! If there are masters from all sects, what do Bai Zong and the others mean?"
"What if Master Xin, Senior Brother Xin is here?"
A girl-looking female disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect said, Senior Brother Xin is the golden signature of the Xuantian Sword Sect, a proud son of heaven, famous all over the world, and the benefactor of the Eighteen Sects!
It's okay not to mention Xin Zhuo. When he mentioned it, the expressions of the masters from Yunwuhai, Hehuan Holy Sect and other sects who had not participated changed slightly. , the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect mentioned it to their faces, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Xuanyuan Qingqing said coldly: "If it wasn't an unexpected accident, do you think Xin Zhuo would just leave those sixteen words? How could the masters of various sects tolerate him? Even if he is here now, I must teach him how to behave, a despicable descendant A natural man, killing him in Changshou Village was like slaughtering a dog!"
"You..." Li Sijuan, Feng Miao'er and other disciples couldn't help but become furious.
"Really or not? Xuanyuan Qingqing, don't scare me!"
At the end of the long street, a strange voice suddenly came from the town gate.
"Wow..."
Hundreds of eyes looked at him, only to see a tall purple figure holding an unsheathed moiré sword in both hands. His legs were slightly splayed, and his long hair was flying. His words were frivolous, but there was no expression on his face.
Who else could it be if it wasn’t Xin Zhuo?
He has been listening for a long time!
"Senior Brother Xin!"
"Young Master!"
Li Sijuan, Feng Miao'er, Sun Changfeng and other disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect's eyes lit up and they were overjoyed.
Even Shen Huansha, who was seriously injured, showed an expression of relief.
Without him! Brother Xin is awesome!
When he comes, there is no need to be afraid, no matter how many masters from various sects there are.
He always gives people a strong sense of security and confidence!
The indifference and relaxation on the faces of Xuanyuan Qingqing and Baihua Fengyun disappeared, and their eyes showed solemn expressions. He came as soon as he was mentioned.
However, Zuo Xihua of Xuanyuan Qiu and Xiaohu of the Yin Coffin Sect were not sure. The former asked coldly: "Is this person Xin Zhuo?"
"yes!"
Xuanyuan Qingqing nodded, and the sword at his waist was already unsheathed.
Xiaohu asked: "This person is very strong? Why can't he see his realm?"
The long sword with the charm of Baihua also quietly came out of its sheath, and said in a deep voice: "My mind is weird and I can't tell the realm, but this person is in the fifth level of the Lingtai."
"The fifth level of the Lingtai is not difficult at all!" Zuo Xihua sneered, "I often do cross-border killings!"
"Yunwuhai, Hehuan Holy Sect, Xuanyuan Qiu and Yin Coffin Sect? There are 209 people in total, come together, I will give you a chance!"
Xin Zhuo moved his neck and spoke in a relaxed and indifferent tone, as if he really didn't care.
"Ah this..."
Li Sijuan, Feng Miao'er and others were shocked. Senior Brother Xin, you came as soon as you came. You can't be so domineering. We were still being bullied just now...
Then everyone's face flushed, as if they had reached some kind of gc.
The hundreds of people from the four sects who were named already had gloomy expressions. They had seen arrogant people, but never such an arrogant one.
"Do it!"
The Yin Coffin Sect's flute and tiger screamed violently.
However, the roar was quickly covered up by the deafening roar of thunder and lightning.
"Boom boom boom..."
Hundreds of thick purple thunderbolts suddenly fell from the sky, hitting the heads of the two hundred disciples of the four sects indiscriminately.
This thunder appeared completely out of thin air, leaving no one with any time to dodge. Those who were hit were all anxious, numb and sluggish.
"Where did the Fawutong Youxuan Thunder and Lightning Technique come from?" Zuo Xihua could barely avoid it and cursed angrily.
It was too late for the others to answer. They suddenly understood why Xin Zhuo was standing like that——
That's his starting move!
"Buzz——"
The power of Yin Yang and Tai Chi from the fifth level of Lingtai, which is ten times more intense than the same realm, sweeps across all directions!
The Tianwu Sword rolls up a thousand-foot-long sword shadow and turns into nine dragons, circling and entangled. If you look closely, the body of the "dragon" is actually composed of countless smaller sword shadows!
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The sharp and terrifying sword force was like a tornado. Along the way, bricks and tiles flew up on the ancient street, leaving a deep ravine.
Coming soon!
"Puff puff puff puff..."
Hundreds and four disciples of the Yin, Xu and Yang Realm, any one of them would be proud of themselves, but at this moment, under this abnormal thunder and lightning technique + Nine Dragons Sword, they have no power to fight back, and even the most basic martial arts Magical powers cannot be used either.
The densely packed figures are like kites with broken strings, scattered in all directions, still in mid-air, some are dead, some are incomplete...
The shrill and chaotic screams pierced the sky!
(End of chapter)
