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    "Can you escape?" Jing Xing was calm, holding a few flowers and leaves in his hands.

    He has an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, and he belongs to a person who has no characteristics in the crowd.  So unremarkable that you can't even remember his face.

    However, this is him, he is indeed the most outstanding disciple of Thorn Sword Cottage for hundreds of years, and he is also the current senior brother.

    In a word, the lunatics around responded one after another.

    "Killing, killing, leaving no one behind, watering with blood is the greatest respect for life."

    "Letting the prey escape is the greatest failure. I, the people of the Thorn Sword House, will never!"

    "I only want their hearts, and the rest is yours."

    "Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill."

    Everyone who speaks is at least in the late stage of the Golden Core Realm, and the majestic aura is connected with each other, as if forming a large formation.

    In the flickering air, Jing Xing's voice was as indifferent as the ruthless wind of the frosty night:

    "The person who killed me in Thorn Sword House, if you still want to leave, you are too naive, especially this person is my cousin. Although he is not very accomplished, but he does not allow outsiders to point fingers. If you want to kill it, it is my fault."  Come on."

    His words seemed to form a vent for breath, and all the opportunities really condensed into a formation - the wooden strangling formation.

    In fact, this formation is not uncommon, not only in the Thorn Sword House, but also in any sect in Shenshuzhou.

    However, no one can arrange it as easily as Jing Xing.

    He was able to become the senior brother of Thorn Sword Cottage, and this accounted for 30% of the reason.

    The wooden strangulation formation seems ordinary, just like Jing Xing, but in fact, in Shenshuzhou, it is more practical than many famous formations in the world.

    Jing Xing was laid out in an understatement, and he didn't see how to move it. This alone is extraordinary.

    Demonstrate the extraordinary in the ordinary, and contain the murderous intent in the ordinary.

    ?Using the wooden strangulation array that everyone can use to perfection, only people in the Thorn Sword House, and only Thorn Xing can be so fanatical.

    This is the foundation of his life.

    His status, identity, and pride all come from the love and protection of the Thorn Sword House, and the reason why the Thorn Sword House loves it is because of this trick.

    Now, this trick works again.

    Instantly moved the surrounding plants and vines, surrounding Chen Wuxi and the others.

    It is rare for Chen Wuxi to see someone who can sketch out formations at will like himself, and this time he became interested.

    "It's not a sword cultivator, it's a formation cultivator. Unfortunately, your formation method doesn't seem very authentic."

    As a formation master, he couldn't help commenting a few words, and then, he stretched out his hand, flicked it lightly, and pulled it in the void, drawing the aura coiled around it to the top.

    The surrounding vegetation seemed to see a hungry wolf eating blood, and surged upwards in an instant, vying for the aura of wood.

    Seeing this scene, Jing Xing's pupils zoomed back and forth, seemingly apprehensive.

    "Who on earth are you? You are so young, how can you have such a pure wood aura, and you are still a master of formation"

    Halfway through the speech, Jing Xing seemed to think of something, and the aura in his mind was like a thunderbolt, instantly splitting the deep mystery.

    "You are Chen Endless!!!"

    Because the surrounding disciples of Thorn Sword House are all real lunatics and irrational, they don't know what the three words Chen Wuxiu mean.

    Jing Xing is a sane person who knows what he is doing, but still does it without any scruples. In theory, he is not a lunatic, but he is more terrifying than a lunatic.

    Because, he knows how evil his behavior is, and he will not appreciate such evil from the bottom of his heart, but he can silently do all that for himself.

    Such a man would be shocked by Chen Wuxian's name, one can imagine how blazing Chen Wuxian's reputation is.

    "Since you have recognized my identity, all of you today don't have to leave. Just like you just wanted to kill the three of us, now that the roles of hunter and prey have changed, I will not hold back either.  Lore!"

    Chen Wuxian smiled warmly, as if talking to an old friend, and at the end, he snapped his fingers lightly.

    "Da!" The crisp voice echoed in all directions, and a formation similar to the wooden strangulation formation, but more simple and elegant, was born, which instantly suppressed the formation of Jing Xing's release.

    At the same time, Chen Wuxian's fiery red rings lit up, one after anotherYanda emerged, and then rushed to the surrounding Jindan masters.

    "One-to-one? It's a joke to try to get us out of small tricks!" said a strange monk whose eyes were not aligned side by side, but aligned up and down.

    "Hmph, wood is unavoidably used in mechanisms, watch me devour your wood." A cultivator in Thorn Sword Cottage opened his mouth, and the tentacle-like vines glowed with green light, sucking inward.

    "No formation, no foreign objects, just use your cultivation to kill him!"

    "" There were more monks in the Thorn Sword Cottage who didn't speak at all. They just silently drew the swords on their backs and waists.

    The name is Jianlu, and their disciples all use swords.

    However, just as the sword was held in their hands, they heard a loud and clear sword cry.

    The sword in his hand trembled as if he had encountered a natural enemy, as if a newly born silly roe deer had encountered a cheetah preying on it, and he wanted to run but couldn't, and he couldn't even straighten his legs.

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