"To receive the king’s grace and to share the king’s worries, all mbers of the Outer Sect should be eradicated," Xue Wenzhong said in a deep voice.
"Enough, it’s just a death," Tang Wanchun and Pang Yuan said in unison, each casting spells to block the enemy.
Heavenly Ti and Geographical Advantage Technique instantly filled the entire hillside.
Although their grade was one level lower than the eighth-grade masters brought by the Falcon Guardian, the Xuantian Sect moved extrely slowly under their forceful spellcasting. As they entered within a hundred ters, their mobility greatly decreased.
"Hahaha, I didn’t expect my Earth Splitting Technique to be this fierce. Take another thunder strike from !" Gao Linong summoned lightning to strike one of the shadows.
The lightning indeed hit the target, causing it to stiffen in place and even emit a burst of red light.
"Was I wrong in sensing? Not an eighth-grade?" Tang Wanchun, seeing how easily the opponent was struck, imdiately had a gleam in his eyes.
"Mr. Gao, you’re thinking too much. It’s not that you are fierce, they have beco weaker," Xue Wenzhong looked at the ground beneath his feet and then at Chen Shijie. "What a magnificent Earth Palace."
"Mr. Xue, sharp eyes," Chen Shijie said with a slight smile, and then he stopped pretending.
Suddenly, the periphery of the entire hillside cracked open, forming an enclosing circle.
A line of fire then ignited, and bright flas erupted from underground, reaching up to four ters high, forming a wall of fire.
"What? Fire Elent Earth Splitting Technique, and this absorbing force, is it the Earth Palace Skill?!" Falcon Guardian felt a heavy pressure on himself and was shocked, and the rest of the eighth-grade were also unable to move even a step, every step weighted as if carrying a mountain.
Just as they had entered within a hundred ters.
Suddenly, the ground arched upwards.
"Bang!"
A massive force of Fire Elent erupted instantly!
One of the black-clad n stepped on a firecracker, imdiately being blasted away!
"What? Stop!" Falcon Guardian watched as his subordinate was blown apart, losing both legs and half of his torso, clearly beyond saving.
"Xuantian Zhengfa, Beidou Ascending Dragon!" Falcon Guardian imdiately called out upon seeing this.
The black-clad n beside him began to chant.
"Xuan Claw!" one black-clad man ford a hand gesture, producing a blue battle saber in his hand.
"Xuan Horn!" a golden horn appeared in front of the second black-clad man.
"Extre Wing!" an iron fist with armor condensed above the third black-clad man.
"Xuan Yin!" a full moon appeared around the fourth black-clad man.
"Yuan Pin!" the fifth black-clad man ford a ring with his hands, and a bead appeared.
"Flying Dragon!" the sixth black-clad man’s body surged in size, encompassing his whole body with a ferocious dragon head.
Falcon Guardian imdiately deployed the Beidou Ascending Dragon formation, and along with the others, he appeared like a dragon landing on the ground, chasing the sun and the moon.
The surrounding wall of fire was imdiately pressured to two ters, and the buried firecrackers were stepped on but no longer detonated, freeing up their movents significantly.
"Chen Shijie, I didn’t expect soone with your talents to reach Spirit Bridge Perfection in your 30s, but my Xuantian sect is indeed in need of such talent!" Falcon Guardian shouted, "Move quickly!"
"Mr. Chen!" Tang Wanchun saw these demons suddenly revitalized and exclaid with red eyes, "Do the County Venerable and East Lake Army truly not know?"
"They are not here," Chen Shijie said calmly, "But I have sword cultivators."
"Sword cultivators? What sword cultivators?" Pang Yuan was confused.
Then Chen Shijie pointed with his hand.
The ground cracked open, revealing a two-ter wide deep pit that was bottomless.
Just as they were puzzled, a streak of sword light soared out of the pit.
"Damn, that almost suffocated ! Don’t bury too deep next ti!"
A rough voice emanated from the ground.
Following that, the golden sword moved through the air like a fish.
Once out of the hole, the golden sword imdiately shot towards the Xuantian demons downslope.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
The image of the golden sword was reflected in the eyes of everyone from the Xuantian Sect, the Falcon Guardian’s pupils dilated, desperately trying to resist, aware of the danger, but his limbs couldn’t keep up.
"Thud thud thud thud thud!"
The golden sword pierced through his head, and at the sa ti, the heads of the others also developed blood holes.
"Thump!"
In an instant, all seven people fell to the ground!
"Clang!"
The golden sword drew a perfect arc and landed in the hands of Long Xiao, who held it high.
"This..." Tang Wanchun and the others were stunned by this scene. "Is this a martial artist?"
In their impression, were rugged martial artists this fierce, this handso?
"As everyone knows, martial artists are martial artists, sword cultivators are sword cultivators." Long Xiao coolly sheathed his sword, then his expression changed, "Who just insulted my brother?"
"Swoosh~" Tang Wanchun and Pang Yuan simultaneously looked towards Gao Linong, decisively selling out their teammate.
"I..." Gao Linong instantly broke out in a sweat.
"He rely spoke without thinking. Don’t fuss over it." Chen Shijie looked ahead, "There’s bigger fish to catch. Follow my lead quickly."
"Alright." Long Xiao put away his intimidating deanor and swiftly leaped down the mountainside.
...
Anping Town, Fengye Manor, under the rockery at the Blood Pool Altar.
At this mont, a purple-robed phantom hovered over the blood pool, with red lights periodically flying back into it, returning to the main body after its soul invasion.
"Failed." The purple-robed phantom sensed the disturbance above, "A large number of officials returned unhard, this operation has completely failed."
In his perception, Li Wenzheng led a large contingent of the East Lake Army, forming a larger encirclent, approaching from a distance to counter-encircle them.
Clearly, this operation was preditated.
"Daring to risk lives, using oneself and many officials as bait, quite ruthless, quite decisive." The purple-robed phantom knew, it was ti to abandon this avatar.
But he was waiting for all the split souls to return. Failure wasn’t scary; he wanted to reclaim the split souls, perceive everything that had happened, and summarize the detailed process of this failure.
"Such firm resolve, ten years in the military, never called upon a god once?" The Blood Spirit Venerable reabsorbed a red light and also knew about the conversation Chen Shijie had in the dream. "Too bad, we can’t take him with us."
Sigh~ Another red light flew back, but this ti it was much weaker as if it had been greatly consud, barely half the size of the previous light.
"Hmm? Why such a great consumption?" The Blood Spirit Venerable opened his mouth wide with a bit of confusion and swallowed the red light.
Afterwards, he saw a fenced yard in his mind, inside which was a scruffy young boy, Zhao Xing.
"What? This scoundrel!" The Blood Spirit Venerable saw halfway, and his blood pressure rose.
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