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"The ones who want to kill Lu Fan are the Four Sacred Sects and the Tianli Sect. How can you say that those two powerhouses at the transformation stage have nothing to do with the Tianli Sect?" Master Jin Gu retorted, saying that he quickly stopped the disciples beside him. move on.
He looked at the other three leaders solemnly, "According to Benzong, we should immediately leave the valley from the path instead of going to the high platform area."
After the three leaders heard this, they also stopped.
They all frowned, and they all felt that the words of Master Jin Gu had some truth.
After all, this is a matter of life and death, even if there is a slight possibility, they cannot ignore it.
"The situation mentioned by Master Jin Gu may indeed exist, but we still have to go to the high platform area." Ding Xinghe pondered for a moment, then said.
"Why?" Master Jin Gu looked at him suspiciously.
The other two sect masters also looked over with puzzled faces.
"There is only one exit in the valley. No matter which way we go, we will eventually be stopped by the 100,000 troops stationed at the exit." Ding Xinghe said in a deep voice.
"Thenthen what should I do?" Master Kemen's face was ugly.
Lord Jin Gu, Lord Luomen, and the disciples beside him also showed anxious expressions.
"It's very simple. We continue to return to the high platform area. Only by returning there can we hope to leave this valley alive." Ding Xinghe quickly replied.
Everyone was puzzled.
Ding Xinghe endured the severe pain in the consciousness sea, but the corners of his mouth raised a smug look, and continued to explain, "How did you forget the senior? He is in the high platform area. As long as we find him, we will It's safe."
"That's right, why did this sect forget the senior?"
"Yes, at this time, only seniors can save us!"
"Then let's go quickly. As long as we find senior, we don't have to be afraid anymore. Maybe senior can help us recover from our injuries in Linghai."
The three leaders were overjoyed, and hurriedly urged the trusted disciples who were carrying them to speed up towards the high platform area.
This place is not far from the high platform area, and they will be able to get there in a short time.
"Hiss! Isn't this the top four sect that shocked the audience? Why did they all turn into this half-dead look?"
At this moment, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the grass, followed by more than 500 monks, who surrounded them from all directions.
Ding Xinghe and the others were taken aback, and they all showed extremely terrified expressions.
They recognized at a glance that these monks were foreign cultivators who had come to participate in the reward meeting, but their appearance was extremely abnormal.
I saw that they all smelled of alcohol, like drunk alcoholics.
But what is surprising is that they did not show any signs of drunkenness, each of them was very energetic, even in extreme excitement.
Their complexions were red, and their pupils became as blood-red as wild pupils. They made "hissing" sounds from time to time, and stared at the "Four Strong Schools" and others with extremely excited expressions.
"You who are you?" Ding Xinghe asked in a trembling voice with a terrified expression.
"You don't even know us? It's really unreasonable!" The leading long-faced monk shouted extremely annoyed.
He raised his big hand and ordered to the short, one-armed monk beside him, "Tell these ants, who are we?"
The short, one-armed monk nodded quickly.
He quickly took a step forward, stared at the "Four Strong Schools" with disdain, and shouted arrogantly.
"Listen well, the one standing in front of you is the strongest of Tianwuzong."
"Tianwuzong? Isn't this the fifth-ranked sect?" Ding Xinghe said in astonishment. He couldn't understand why the monks of Tianwuzong became so excited?
"It turns out that you know us, so it will be easier. I will give you three breaths, obediently hand over the flame talismans, exploding spirit pills, fire storage pills, and Yuanying pills on your bodies, and then stick out your heads, Let Elder Ben cut it off."
The short, one-armed monk was Elder Cao, his face was red, and he shouted excitedly.
As he said, he patted the storage bag hard, and took out a long sword that was stained with fresh blood.
The rest of the Tianwuzong monks also followed his example and summoned their own long swords. Almost every long sword was stained with fresh blood.
Obviously, they must have just gone through a fight.
The disciples of the "Four Strong Schools" were terrified.Tian Wuzong is too vicious, not only forcing them to hand over their secret treasures, but also asking them to take the initiative to stick out their heads and let them hack and kill, it is really deceiving.
However, based on the situation of Ding Xinghe and others, they are basically no match for Tianwuzong.
The headed long-faced monk is Wen Dongshan. He is a strong late Yuanying eighth-layer, and Elder Cao is also a Yuanying fourth-layer. Just the two of them can easily kill the current "four strong sects".
"Hiss! Three breaths have passedSince you disobeyed this elder's order, then this elder has no choice but to order you ants to be chopped into pieces!" Elder Cao made an excited "hiss" sound, and at the same time he was loud drink.
After finishing speaking, he swung his long sword forward persistently.
"Kill them all, just like killing Fenglei Mountain before, chop them all into pieces."
"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"
All the disciples of the Tianwu Sect in the surrounding area heard a strange "hissing" sound.
One by one, they clinging to the blood-dripping swords, rushed towards the few remaining disciples of the "Four Strong Schools" without hesitation.
Ding Xinghe and the other three leaders were terrified. Their sea of ??consciousness was damaged, and they no longer had spiritual consciousness. They couldn't take out the secret treasure in the storage bag at all, and they didn't have any resistance at all.
The confidant disciples who carried them were all pale and desperate, and they all froze on the spot, trembling all over.
Not to mention calling out the flying sword, even standing up is almost unsteady.
All the disciples of Tianwuzong rushed forward with strange screams. They all stared at their blood-red pupils and waved their long swords, like a group of extremely excited hungry ghosts, rushing towards the targets they had already chosen.
Neither the Jindan disciples nor the early Yuanying disciples used flying swords, but rushed forward by slashing at close quarters, as if only the blood and flesh that flew out during the slashing could make them feel Excited, comfortable
Ding Xinghe lay on the ground with a face full of despair, watching the big sword in the opponent's hand fall from the sky and cut towards his neck.
"No this sect is not reconciled" he yelled mournfully.
"Pfft!"
A cold light flashed across, and the sound of sharp blades cutting into the flesh sounded quickly, and a large stream of hot blood gushed out, so cheap that his face was covered, and even his eyes were covered.
Ding Xinghe felt the blood on his face, but he was full of doubts in his heart.
After the sword was cut, he didn't feel any pain, and there didn't seem to be any abnormalities in his body.
How is this going?
He hastily raised his single arm and rubbed his eyes.
next moment¡¡
"Yesit's him!"
A look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
I saw a familiar figure standing in front of him.
This figure was the black-robed young monk who told him where Senior Ma was.
What made him feel even more incredible was that the fluctuations in the cultivation base of this black-robed young monk were extremely strong, and it was definitely not just the eight foundation-building layers he had seen before.
All his spiritual knowledge disappeared, and he couldn't find out the specific cultivation base of the other party. Regardless of his feeling, the other party's cultivation base at this time was definitely in the late Yuanying period.
Ding Xinghe was about to thank him, but his eyes were quickly attracted by the enemy in front of the young monk in black.
"Howhow did this happen? What happened to these monks?" He shrank his pupils fiercely and shouted in horror.
The disciple of Tianwuzong who wanted to kill him just now had his head cut off by the young black-robed monk, but that disciple was still clinging to the long sword and wanted to continue to kill the young black-robed monk.
"It's so weird and poisonous. It can confuse the souls of monks and make them think that they are immortal. Even if their heads are cut off, they can still kill their opponents with the poison and obsession in the dantian." Lu Fan persisted. Blood Killing Sword, his eyes flickered slightly.
"Pfft!"
With a flash of blood, the blood-killing sword in his hand pierced into the dantian of the headless body like lightning.
A small stream of pale pink liquid sprayed out from the wound, and the headless body fell to the ground and died.
"It really is a strong psychedelic poison." Lu Fan swept his consciousness and quickly saw the details of the pale pink liquid.
"Thank you fellow daoist for saving your life!" Ding Xinghe came back to his senses and quickly thanked Lu Fan.
Lu Fan waved his hand, signaling that he is not welcome.
Almost at the same time, Lu Fan turned into a series of phantoms, and quickly passed in front of the monks of the "Four Strong Schools".
Wherever he passed, there would be a bloody sword light, followed by a Tianwu Sect disciple who would be split in half, and a small stream of pale pink liquid would flow out of each corpse.
A strong smell similar to the smell of wine soon filled the air.
The pupils of Ding Xinghe and the others also began to slowly turn crimson.
"The smell of this wine is highly poisonous, hold your breath and concentrate, and don't inhale it again."
Lu Fan's voice was like thunder, and Ding Xinghe and others suddenly woke up.
Everyone was terrified, and hastily followed his instructions, holding their breath and concentrating, not daring to inhale the slightest smell of wine. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)A small stream of pale pink liquid flowed out from all over the body.
A strong smell similar to the smell of wine soon filled the air.
The pupils of Ding Xinghe and the others also began to slowly turn crimson.
"The smell of this wine is highly poisonous, hold your breath and concentrate, and don't inhale it again."
Lu Fan's voice was like thunder, and Ding Xinghe and others suddenly woke up.
Everyone was terrified, and hastily followed his instructions, holding their breath and concentrating, not daring to inhale the slightest smell of wine. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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