Xie Feng shouted, cut off his arm forcefully, and took the opportunity to escape from the entanglement of King Jiao and others. Dugu Feng's eyes flashed, he grabbed the fallen arm, snatched the teleportation token in his hand, handed it to Murong Ke behind him and said: "Ke'er, go quickly!"
Seeing the actions of Jian Yinghao and Bai Suzhen, he naturally knew what the teleportation token was for, and he secretly praised Cheng Ling for his thoughtfulness in coming up with such a method. It's a pity that only one can be grabbed, and Murong Ke, who has the most potential, can only be let go.
Murong Ke's heart trembled and he said: "Dad, I..."
"Don't hesitate, Ke'er. Dad is old, and the Murong family will rely on you from now on. Don't worry, dad won't die that easily. He will definitely leave this place!"
Without any explanation, he helped him crush the token into pieces.
"Dad..." Before Murong Ke could finish his sentence, his figure disappeared!
Yun Piaomiao, Duanmucheng, and Dugufeng's eyes lit up, secretly thinking that Murong was a sinister enough person and had discovered the clues a long time ago. They looked at Cheng Ling coldly and said, "Cheng Ling, do you have any other teleportation tokens? If you are wise, hand them over as soon as possible!"
Cheng Ling ignored it and dodges quickly, trying to rush to Xie Feng's side. However, Murong Qian was already on guard and blocked him, pointing at his killing move. On the other side, King Jiao also rushed from behind, his claws filled the sky, and he came towards the two of them to kill them.
Cheng Ling had no choice but to avoid it temporarily. Yun Piaomiao and Duanmucheng used their killing moves against Xie Feng. Xie Feng lost his arm and was unable to resist for a moment, staggering back!
In mid-air, the violent black hole in space grew larger and larger, gradually covering almost half of the altar. Xie Feng was attacked by the two men, and the direction in which he retreated was where the black hole in space was. He instinctively sensed something was wrong and turned around to look. At this moment, Dugu Feng swept over with his sword.
The sharp sword energy hit the chest directly! Xie Feng was shocked, and the golden phase moved with all its strength to the chest. It's a pity that Jin Zhi's attack support is very powerful, but it is a little inferior in defense.
This sword was struck by Dugu Feng with all his strength, hitting his chest hard. Xie Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, lost control of his body, and flew towards the black hole vortex.
laugh! laugh! laugh! laugh!
The dense space cracks hit him, and the injury became more serious. Blood spurted out from his mouth continuously, and he fainted when he tilted his head. The crackling sound of space explosion became more intense, and he was sucked into the space crack in an instant.
"No~!"
Cheng Ling's eyes were splitting as he watched the evil wind being sucked into it, unable to do anything about it. How should I explain to Jiang Daoqi this time?
His eyes were blood red as he looked at King Jiao and the others who were smiling coldly. He had already given his teleportation token to Liu Qingyan. If he wanted to leave, he could only escape from here, but there was no way these people could let him escape easily. Thinking of this, his eyes glanced at Lu Jiansheng and Feng Feifei.
From the beginning of the incident to the present, these two people have made almost no action. The original alliance agreement is simply a piece of waste paper. He felt a little uncomfortable when Cheng Ling looked over at him, but he still showed no intention of taking action.
King Jiao said coldly: "Cheng Ling, do you really think we can't do anything to you? With your ability, you can maintain the balance of the nine major forces for tens of thousands of years? Tell you, don't have such wishful thinking! You are acting too weird. The Ouyang family has been wiped out, so aren’t the other forces in danger?"
"After all, the Wuxiang Sword Sect is just a new sect. How can it be on an equal footing with us? I wanted to take this opportunity to catch you all, but I didn't expect that I only brought the Mahayana monks with me and left them outside. As a backup, even I, the king, have to give you a word of submission!"
Cheng Ling suddenly realized, his eyes swept over everyone, and his heart felt cold. It turns out that this is all a conspiracy of the nine major forces. He grew up so fast that they all felt threatened. After all, the nine major forces had controlled the Canglan Continent for tens of thousands of years, so there must be some kind of agreement.
The Zhao family's move to annihilate the Nangong family was actually a good warning. It's a pity that I was blinded by hatred at that time and didn't see the connotation. I was still glad that the Nangong family was destroyed. No wonder no big force jumped out to accuse the Zhao family at that time.
Any emerging force that wants to replace the status of the nine major forces will not be allowed. Feng Yanzong's original purpose of joining forces with him was just to beat the Ouyang family and weaken it as much as possible. In other words, Feng Feifei did have the intention of letting the Wuxiang Sword Sect replace the Ouyang Family, but this intention was rejected by other forces!
Feng Yanzong will definitely not be able to compete with the other seven major forces on its own. These things flashed through my mind like a fleeting thought. At this moment, Lu Jiansheng's voice message rang in his ears: "Cheng Ling, go quickly, get out of here!"
Cheng Ling nodded slightly. Lu Jiansheng must have more secrets. Perhaps he made an exception and issued a warning to him because of the face of Mr. Yuan Ling in the Jiange. But it is obvious that he will not give him any help, and will even take action!
He took a deep breath. Since he knew the purpose of these people, he couldn't leave easily. Once these people return to Canglan Continent and use all their strength to confront the Wuxiang Sword Sect, who can resist them? Keep them here at all costs!
Thinking of this, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "If you want to scheme against me, it depends on whether you have such ability!"
After saying that, he threw his hands and threw away all the remaining ninth-grade talismans on his body.
Everyone was shocked. In such a turbulent area, several ninth-grade talismans were thrown again. Was Cheng Ling crazy and wanted to die with them?
But before they could react, the talismans thrown out were real! In shock, they all used defensive light shields and flashed rapidly!
How could Cheng Ling allow them to escape? The purpose of throwing the talisman was to buy time!
The sound of "rumbling" came, the suspended whirlpools were distorted, and smoke and dust filled the air.
Cheng Ling's body flashed sharply, and the formation flags were scattered down one after another. Within a moment, the light mask around the altar rose again. The powerful shock wave generated by the explosion of the talisman was all controlled within the scope of the altar.
"Ah~!"
Several monks who had reached the Mahayana stage were unable to withstand the double blow of the explosion and the space storm, and their bodies were crushed to pieces.
"Damn it! Cheng Ling, you don't want to live anymore!"
King Jiao and others were so angry that the few remaining monks from the sect died in the explosion.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Cheng Ling's mouth, and he said solemnly: "Since you want to plot against me, you can't live without it. The monks from the nine major forces will be buried with our sect. This is a good deal!"
The power generated by the explosion of the talisman was beyond his control. It was inevitable that his internal organs would be strongly impacted, and Cheng Ling himself was also injured.
However, his injuries were much lighter than those of the others. Not only were they affected by the explosion of the talisman, but there were also fine space cracks around them. To dodge these space cracks, you cannot completely avoid the power of the explosion.
At this time, Cheng Ling's spatial conception, which had increased to 60%, began to exert its power. Most of those fine spatial cracks had little impact on him, and he could always find the best route to dodge at the final level.
The first thing he wants to target is the five major forces on King Jiao's side! At least Lu Jiansheng and Feng Feifei would not take the initiative to attack. As for Zhao Shiyan, they did not dare to offend him seriously and just dodged the space cracks around them.
The black hole vortex is getting bigger and bigger, and more than half of the altar is already covered by the vortex, leaving less space for them to move. What's even more terrifying is that Cheng Ling is holding the Broken Army Sword in one hand and remotely controlling the Dragon Ling Sword in the other hand, attacking them one by one with his killing moves.
For the first time, King Jiao and others regretted not killing Cheng Ling before entering the altar. He stepped down with a strange Xuan Kong step and moved quickly, almost only seeing an afterimage. The dragon feather sword suspended in mid-air turned into bright sword lights, killing several of them from time to time.
Soon, several more Mahayana perfection monks from the five major forces died under Cheng Ling's sword. It's not that there's too much difference in strength, but that there are cracks in space everywhere. It's too busy to stabilize one's body, dodge cracks, and resist Cheng Ling's attacks.
The Broken Army Sword kept harvesting the lives of the monks who had reached the Mahayana stage. More than an hour later, more than 20 monks died in his hands. In addition, some were sucked into the altar by suction before, and some were exploded by the talisman. There were almost only a dozen monks left in the field who died.
King Jiao, Yun Piaomiao, Dugu Feng, Murong Qian, and Duanmucheng were all left with bare commanders. Except for Murong Ke who escaped in time, all the remaining monks died! However, there are still three monks from the Zhao family: Zhao Shiyan, Zhao Shizhen, and Zhao Guangzhong. Zhao Wengong and Zhao Jingshu are dead!
The Shura Sword Sect is left with Lu Jiansheng, Wu Changyuan, Ye Shura, and Mu Qingcheng; the Feng Yan Sect monks are left with Feng Feifei, Ye Jinghong, and two Mahayana elders.
They all watched in shock as Cheng Ling shuttled freely through the small space, as if the cracks in the space had no effect on him.
This shows that a few people overestimated Cheng Ling. Even if the spatial artistic conception reached 60%, they would not be able to dodge all the space cracks, let alone launch an attack. He just tried his best to avoid too big space cracks from getting entangled in him, and those small ones could only be endured!
Not long after, the clothes on his body were torn in many places, and using space for a long time consumed a lot of sword energy and mental energy!
He held a few Yuanshen Pills and Yuanhui Pills in his hand, threw them into his mouth, stopped temporarily, and tried his best to recover his own consumption. A pair of blood-red eyes stared at King Jiao and others.
"He's dying. Damn it, he killed so many of our monks. Let's take this opportunity to completely eliminate any future troubles!"
"Sect Master Lu, Sect Master Feng, do you ignore the previous agreement? If we let him grow any longer, we won't be able to stand up!"
"Yes, don't think that we can't see your previous alliance with Cheng Ling. The nine major forces are unanimously open to the outside world. How can we allow others to participate in it?"
"Master Zhao, please say something!"
King Jiao and others shouted, hoping that Lu Jiansheng, Feng Feifei, and Zhao Shiyan would come forward to help and capture Cheng Ling in one fell swoop.
Cheng Ling looked at them coldly and said calmly: "If you have the ability, come on!"
