"you……"
Li Shentong and Zhang Yuchen had expressions of disbelief on their faces. When warriors fought, they had naturally evaluated their opponents' methods. Blind action was a taboo in martial arts. Their biggest impression of Xin Zhuo was that stunning and terrifying sword strike ten years ago. But that’s not Xin Zhuo’s ability!
But even so, they still took a high look at Xin Zhuogao. This person should have the power to surpass his peers, otherwise it would not be possible to fight five against one.
But they never expected that this person's swordsmanship would be so difficult to deal with. They couldn't understand it, couldn't fathom it, couldn't resist it, it was a mess, but it turned and thrusted, and it was so sharp and stunning.
And this person's strength is at least ten times that of warriors in the same realm!
Even a full blow powered by the vision of the five divine bodies was still unbeatable!
What kind of monster is this?
"Ling Nian kills!"
The five of them suppressed the numbness all over their bodies and forced themselves to perform the most powerful life-saving technique of Lingtai realm warriors.
Just when the spirit platform idea was about to appear, Xin Zhuo on the opposite side suddenly abandoned his sword and quickly formed seals with his hands.
As the strange handprints condensed, an aura like an ancient beast suddenly descended, making people tremble all over.
Zhang Yuchen's eyes widened violently. He didn't know what weird tricks this "monster" was performing, but he suddenly realized the feeling of being defeated by the opponent's move in the Xuantian Hall of Xuantian Sword Sect before, no! Even more intense, he couldn't help but roar: "Xin Zhuo! Master Xin Shao, who is also a disciple of Daluo, please spare my life!"
That's too late!
A hazy and bright light and shadow, as if it has returned from the eternal river, is ancient, pure, and absolutely killing. It is not like today's martial arts. It comes with a clear spirit and has not yet come close, making people's souls begin to tremble.
It is impossible to resist this, and I don’t know how to resist it.
The five people only saw that it seemed to be a legendary golden-armored military soldier from the medieval era. Then their bodies were violently torn apart, and their consciousness began to blur.
Is this what death feels like?
"boom……"
The light and shadow flashed past, and the five figures exploded. Flesh, bones, tattered robes, rich and ownerless Tai Chi power and true energy were scattered in all directions.
Five masters of the seventh level of the Lingtai were killed in one blow, leaving no bones left. Even the Lingtai's mind-killing illusion was not able to be used in the future.
Xin Zhuo stopped and looked at his hands with a look of surprise on his face.
"The Nine Secrets of the Qinghuang, Dou Zi Jue!"
He thought about being strong, but he didn't expect to be this strong.
Ten years ago, in Xuantian Sword Sect, a group of old guys rushed to practice. Could it be because they saw the power of this technique?
After being stunned for a while, he put away the Tianwu Sword, looked at the more than a hundred sparkling Zhenling Waist Cards scattered on the ground, licked his lips, and his eyes were bright.
The feeling of robbery was so good, it was faster than anything else.
He jumped down and collected it frantically. Just after picking up the last piece, he suddenly noticed a rapid sound of breaking wind and immediately rushed straight into the distance.
Just when he left Wuxi, a black figure flashed in the air. She was a woman with beautiful features, but a garlic nose, which ruined the original beauty. She was slightly hunched at the waist and riding a cat-sized figure behind her. The black sheep scanned the entire valley with a pair of deep eyes.
The woman looked at the flesh and blood on the ground for a long time, then looked in the direction Xin Zhuo left, her eyes wide open, and she spun around very quickly.
…
Xin Zhuo made a long circle, ran for three to four hundred miles, and met many people, but Zhao Yizhu and his fellow disciples were nowhere to be found, so he had to rush to the complex bamboo shoot cliffs of "Mass Burial Mountain" again and hide in the cave. In the deepest part of a series of deep pits, he sat down cross-legged, placed the stolen True Spirit Waist Cards, and absorbed them one by one.
He felt that robbing people was indeed easier, but from the perspective of other masters, it was very difficult or even impossible.
The masters of the ninth level of Lingtai are no longer in urgent need of these brands, but the masters of the eighth level of Lingtai are absolutely impossible to kill Zhang Yuchen and Li Shentong with one to five.
In this hellish mountain forest, no one can bear the consequences of "serious injury" in the last three days.
Time passed slowly, and when the one hundred and twenty True Spirit Waist Cards were absorbed into one hundred, Xin Zhuo stopped. The remaining twenty pieces were of great use to him. Zhang Yuchen and Li Shentong's crazy operations gave him a lot of money. With his inspiration, Yin Ren, he can do better.
At this time, he looked outside.
I'm afraid it's been more than a day since we entered this forest. If we follow Huang Asan's statement of "three days left", there are only two days left. I wonder what's going on outside?
Where are Zhao Yizhu and the others?
…
At this moment, Qianli Mountain Forest is more complicated than Xin Zhuo imagined.
The number of more than 2,000 warriors has dropped sharply to more than 1,000!
And on the Saint’s Order Tablet in the middle, there are only eighteen hours left in the countdown!
These eighteen hours are like heavy weights, weighing on everyone's hearts.
In addition to the warriors from the seventh and eighth heavens of the Lingtai entering their final madness, the low-level warriors below the seventh heaven of the Lingtai have lost hope and are eager to seek shelter!
Among the known masters, the top thirty have become the top fifteen, because only these fifteen are still alive masters of the ninth level of Lingtai!
Xuantian Sword Sect Bai Zong, Guiqing Sanyangnu, Tianxie Qiya, Guiqing Kedun, Haotian Sect Xie Wujiang and Chen Changsheng, Deng Shanling, Nie Shenghuan, Wu Yingyue, Ximen Chuiyu, and Master Kudu from the Far West , fly in and wait...
The last ten people can only appear among these people, and they can only seek refuge from them!
In short, the entire Thousand Miles of Mountain Forest is completely crazy.
…
When Xin Zhuo walked out of the pit, in the "Mass Burial Mountain" in front of him, among the mountain bamboo shoots, the pit and the cliffs, countless figures were engaged in the most violent fighting.
The few remaining martial souls transformed into soldiers became pitiful creatures, each one being besieged by a group of people.
He scratched the tip of his nose and felt that this situation seemed to be more conducive to operation. He immediately pinned the twenty unused sparkling True Spirit Waist Cards to his waist and quietly found a lone Seventh Heavenly Spirit Master. The master ran past him in "panic", turned back three times with one step, and then got into a deep pit.
The seventh-level master of the Lingtai had sharp eyes with a hint of nervousness. He flashed and chased after him.
A moment later, there was the light of swords and sounds of begging for mercy in the pit.
Xin Zhuo walked out leisurely, with three more waist badges on his body.
In fact, I am very disappointed that not everyone has a large number of ready-made brands. The number is too small.
Then he began searching for his next target.
Half an hour later, he walked out of a deep pit again, with twenty-seven pieces of money hanging on his waist.
…
Thirty-six dollars.
…
Thirty-nine dollars.
…
Forty-one dollars.
…
Seventy-four dollars.
…
One hundred and ten dollars.
…
A large number of experts in "Mass Burial Mountain" finally realized that something was wrong.
The original most ferocious group of masters has lost forty or fifty people, and the entire 200-mile cliff area has become "empty" from the chaos at the beginning.
wrong!
So wrong!
The remaining twenty-seven masters of the eighth level of the Lingtai were relatively silent, and then their hearts trembled.
Has the last-minute hunt begun?
…
"The eighth level of the spiritual platform!"
In the darkness, Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged, surrounded by the power of Tai Chi. The spiritual platform's thoughts were extremely capable of killing illusions, reaching a range of eighteen miles. This was almost a terrifying state that surpassed most masters in the same realm.
However, Xin Zhuo still had some distress on his face. In fact, with Lao Liu's operation, he robbed eighty-nine warriors, not only from "Mass Burial Mountain" but also from other places, to get this little.
But this process took more than a day. Time was running out and it was too late. Breaking through the ninth level of Lingtai required at least 500 waist cards.
Even if he kills all the dozens of Lingtai Eighth Heaven masters left outside, he still won't be able to achieve it!
Can he enter the top ten with the eighth level of Lingtai?
Not sure!
…
In the middle of thousands of miles of mountains and forests, the countdown of the Saint's Order Monument has turned into five hours.
Five hours later, everything has settled!
Life and death, only a few hours left.
In the depths of a hidden cave not far from the Saint Monument, ninety-eight Xuantian Sword Sect disciples including Nangong Wentian, Su Liuli, Gongsun Li, Ye Liang, Shen Huansha, Jiang Xiaoyu and Sun Changfeng gathered together. Everyone's face was filled with worry.
The one with the highest level among them is only Nangong Wentian, the seventh level of Lingtai. Among the chaotic masters of various sects and casual cultivators, he is definitely weak!
Facts have proved that even though this forest is uniquely blessed with a golden opportunity for warriors to quickly enter the country, not everyone has the ability to quickly break through and become a top master!
Nangong Wentian, for example, has been tricking people everywhere in the past few days, but he is also often tricked by others. Everyone seems to be of the same level and means. He has no confidence in defeating the masters of the same realm. The risk is too great!
"Five hours left!"
Ye Liang felt exhausted, "When the time is up, there will only be ten people left. This is really too harsh and terrifying. Is there still hope?"
The faces of all Xuantian Sword Sect disciples turned pale.
Nangong Wentian sighed: "I just don't know, when the time comes, will it be directly wiped out in the forbidden area, or will it be hunted by those masters?"
Shen Huansha said: "I prefer... within these five hours, the masters will hunt, because once the time comes, no one knows how the forbidden land chooses ten people. If you choose the person who best fits the inheritance, it will be the realm." No matter how high it is, it is useless, then those masters from the ninth level of the Lingtai will not allow it, they will only choose to kill everyone except the ten of them, human nature is the most selfish!"
Su Liuli frowned and said, "That's right! Nowadays, people outside are seeking protection from masters, and they will do whatever it takes. I saw with my own eyes that a beautiful female disciple from Mo Palace was willing to become Qiya's slave!
Etiquette, justice, integrity, and the sect's precepts have no effect now! "
Sun Changfeng said: "Actually, we can also seek asylum. Senior Brother Bai Zong is at an extremely high level and is the choice of those ten people..."
"It's useless!" Shen Huansha interrupted with a complex expression: "Senior Brother Bai Zong has changed. I just went to look for him, but he asked us to hand over all unused True Spirit Waist Cards in order to have the spiritual platform enter the ruins. Otherwise, don’t blame him for his lack of friendship!”
"Is this life and death really so mind-changing?"
Everyone looked up to the sky and sighed.
Nangong Wentian suddenly asked: "I wonder how Junior Sister Zhao Yi is doing?"
Su Liuli smiled bitterly and said: "Because she killed the most martial souls and turned into weapons, thousands of true spirit waist cards, she was hunted down by all the masters, and I don't know where she is now!"
Nangong Wentian looked at Shen Huansha and the others again: "By the way! You said before that Junior Brother Xin Zhuo is also here?"
Ye Liang and others looked at each other, and Jiang Xiaoyu said: "It's hard to say. He persuaded Senior Sister Jiang Yuwei, Senior Sister Li Sijuan, and Senior Brother Bai Jiansan to leave the main hall. As for whether he came or not, it's hard to say! "
They suddenly regretted it. If they had known they should have listened to Xin Zhuo, they would not have ended up in this situation. That guy was a wise man.
Nangong Wentian shook his head: "If he were here, he would definitely find a way!"
The mysterious self-confidence is still self-confidence. Not only him, but also the master is very confident in his junior brother.
"Huh?"
Gongsun Li, who had been silent not far away, suddenly pointed outside, "Junior Brother Xin is indeed here. What is he doing there? Is he crazy?"
Everyone looked at it immediately and were stunned for a moment.
(End of chapter)
