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"Don't run around, the enemy's ambush is to make us mess up, and a strong enemy is in the lead, don't mess up your own position."
"Don't move, don't move, I will kill anyone who moves, I will show no mercy!"
"No problem, hold the formation, don't mess up, don't run, and withstand this wave of enemy attacks"
"Those who are self-disrupting the formation will be killed and the family will be implicated!!!"
The disciples of Yanguozong and Thorn Sword Cottage ignored the shouts of the elders, and kept running in all directions in chaos.
If someone stands in front of you, just draw your knife and slash, as if there is a ghost behind you.
Compared with the dead situation in front of him, the punishment he will suffer later is not worth mentioning at all.
In order to survive, they don't pay attention to the elders and suzerain at all.
These panicked disciples are like the ant nest that caused the dam to collapse in the first place.
In the process of scattering away, the defensive formations of the two sects were dispersed, like cracks spreading at the speed of light on the embankment, the cracks instantly filled the entire embankment, and then caused the embankment to collapse.
It's just that what they heard was not the sound of "crashing" water, but the sound of "rumbling" explosions.
The chaotic but very dense explosions around them caused greater panic in their hearts, and accelerated the collapse again, forming an extremely terrifying vicious circle.
In the midst of this chaos, someone rushed to the outskirts of the camp, only to find in despair that a formation had already blocked their possibility of leaving.
Some people were beheaded by their own elders during the rush.
The elders of Thorn Sword Hut have never known what kindness is, as long as the situation can be stabilized, let alone the death of a disciple, it doesn't matter even if all of them die.
What they want is not to completely lose their momentum, after all, the members of the Xiao family are still watching!
Thorn, the suzerain of Thorn Sword Cottage, had a face covered with frost, and his thin dark green lips squirmed slightly, making a voice like the cold winter wind:
"Okay, it turns out that your Xiao family is the last oriole. You have already prepared for today's game."
"Xiao Fuhai, I, Thorn, underestimated you. I didn't expect you to use your own great elder as bait to sell him so thoroughly. It's really amazing."
"That mysterious master is from your Xiao family, right? Where is he? Have you invited him out yet?"
Thorn said such a long list, but it was not to show weakness at all, nor to express his anger.
He was trying to test whether there was only one master, or another force participated in this battle.
If you are just a great master of baby transformation, Thorn Sword is not afraid of everyone. After all, it is a second-rate sect anyway, and there are always some formations or secret techniques that can gather the power of everyone.
But the most fearful thing is that if it is not just a master, but a force, then it must be a force above the first class, which can completely crush them.
Once the enemy's strength reaches a threshold and can crush one's own side, then there may be no possibility of any negotiation, because direct massacre is the best choice for the stronger side.
Just thinking of this, just a possibility of chance, is enough to make Thorn shudder in his heart.
However, the Spirit Grass Heart is about to mature, and that thing will greatly help him advance to the Infant Transformation Realm. This is his greatest wish, and it is absolutely impossible to give up.
At least never give up at this time.
His eyes stared at Xiao Fuhai's face, trying to find clues to determine the existence in his heart.
Xiao Fuhai didn't answer him yet, on the contrary, he still had an inexplicable expression on his face, and he seemed to be unaware of the explosions around him.
It wasn't him who did it, who was that, why no one from the Xiao family was injured, could it be that
Thorn suddenly remembered that the Xiao family belonged to the line of guardians, maybe at the critical moment of life and death, they would be helped by other families belonging to the line of guardians?
Just when Thorn was in a daze, the collapse of the disciples continued.
I'm afraid there will be more than ten or twenty breaths, except for the existence of elders, all other disciples around should die.
These disciples are all elites, half of the alchemy state and the golden alchemy state. If they are all explained here, then most of the Thorn Sword Cottage's family fortune will be gone.
In this way, the thorns will also lose their capital to gain a foothold in the sea of ??vines.
His face was suddenly ferocious, and every word revealed a strong murderous intention: "Whoever dares to run around will be killednbsp; In the face of the Infant Transformation Expert, running away was the only choice, but seeing the hatred in Thorn's eyes, he understood that running away was nothing more than dying later.
The Thorn Sword House is completely destroyed, but the Thorn has advanced to the Infant Transformation Realm, and the Xiao family's situation will only get worse!
"Hehe, is Baby Transformation amazing?" Chen Wuxi sneered.
With no more words, Chen Wuxian pinched a sword formula with his right hand and placed it flat on his chest, his lips fluttered up and down, and he quickly uttered countless words of words.
Those spiritual words jumped one by one and scattered into the surrounding air.
In the next second, the purple sea of ??thunder reappeared in reverse, and was pulled back by hundreds of spiritual words.
"Lying cao!!! Young Master Endless is mighty, how can he do it again?"
"Idols are big pots of cows, and it is no problem for mere infants to change realms. Killing enemies across two realms is simply a normal state of affairs."
The father and son of the Xiao family sang together, and Chen Wujin's ears turned slightly red. Did these two deliberately nurse me?
Chen Wuwu kept a straight face, and stabbed the sky with the sword art with his right hand.
"Keng~hum!"
With the sound of the sword, Zhixue unsheathed it, flew into the sky, then turned the tip of the sword, and plunged into the thorns at a hundred times the speed of the free fall.
Thorn folded his palms together, clamping the divine sword Zhixue, strands of frost condensed on his deformed arms.
The surrounding sea of ??thunder came with the power of Zhixue's water and ice, like a group of giant sharks licking blood, drowning the thorns in an instant.
Thorn yelled loudly: "It's not enough, it's not enough, if a mere thunderbolt wants to kill me who has advanced to the Baby Transformation Realm, then you, Chen Wuxian, are too naive!"
Chen Wuxing shook his head imperceptibly, "You don't understand."
After saying that, the sword formula in his hand changed, and the sea of ??thunder hovered a little bit in front of the thorny skin, and then these purple lightning lights converged on Zhixue's sword.
A thunderbolt electric sword, which seems to be virtual but not real, is quickly outlined - Zhixue is the tip of the sword, thunder is the body of the sword, the arc is the grid, and the purple light is the hilt, which is a full ten feet long.
"Eat me a Zhen Wushuang purple ice giant sword!" Chen Wuxian swung down the sword finger of his right hand raised above his head.
The ten-foot giant sword bloomed with a cohesive purple electric brilliance, starting from the hilt, passing through the sword grid, the sword body, and reaching the tip of the sword.
Zhixue at the tip of the sword kept trembling, releasing soul-burning electric arcs, permeating the ice that soaked in the bone marrow, and an endless stream of purple electric brilliance squeezed into the body of the sword inch by inch.
Afterwards, the giant sword disappeared, and Zhixue gathered all her strength, and with a buzzing sound, she turned into a phoenix and passed through the chest of thorns.
This sword broke through the defense and pierced through the heart, but Chen Wuxi was not at ease.
His sword finger danced up and down within a square inch, and the divine sword Zhixue moved with the movement of the sword finger, continuously flying around the thorns.
In an instant, there were more than a hundred swords in Thorn's body.
The sword pierced through the bones, and there was no mercy.
In the end, Zhixue's last sword pierced through Thorn's eyebrows, pierced through the back of her head, and flew into the mid-air to hang quietly.
The sword body, which was as bright as ice, did not leave the slightest trace, as if the hundreds of swords were just superficial, and Zhixue could not worry about it at all.
Chen Wuxing smiled, stretched out his hand to hold it, and Zhixue immediately fell into Chen Wuxin's palm like a suckling swallow returning to its nest after a wonderful arc of the moon.
"Is this okay?!" Xiao Fuhai was shocked in his heart, and a wave of thoughts surged in his mind.
It is not just one or two people who return the Golden Core Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm, but a large group.
And it takes only a moment before and after, even cutting leeks is not so fast, right?
Is this, this, really something that humans can do?
Chen Wuwu really deserves to be Chen Wuxian, a man who is worthy of his fame!
The things on the Langtao Grand Competition are really not bragging, everything is true, and it may even be said to be small
It's no wonder that Chen Wuxing was honored as Mr. Wu Wuxing when he was only 15 years old.
What everyone is in awe of is not the power of Yu Lingzong, but Chen Wuxing's strength.
This kind of strength and potential is not only limited to a single person, but also allows the entire sect to fly together.
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