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Chapter Thirty-three

Going straight all the way, Li Xiuyue became excited.

Especially the monks rushing from all directions along the way made her even more excited.

Su Yizhao shook his head secretly.

Unexpectedly, Li Xiuyue is actually a militant at heart.

Of course, seeing these monks speeding towards Gravel City, the blood in his body couldn't stop boiling.

Each one has a long breath and a fierce look on his face.

At first glance, you can tell that he is a brave person who has experienced life and death battles all year round.

The key is that the cultivation realm of the monks he saw was beyond his comprehension, which meant that they were at least the Sixth God Realm or above.

The master of Xuanzhan Hall, these disciples of Xuanzhan Hall are truly the foundation of Xuanqi Sect!

Although he was mentally prepared, when he took Li Xiuyue to the outside of Gravel City, he was still shocked by the darkness in the sky.

Over the gravel city with a radius of thousands of miles, there are more than ten thousand monks floating neatly.

The clouds are dense and the evil spirits are soaring into the sky!

All are above Six God Realm!

Su Yizhao's heart couldn't stop beating rapidly.

Xuan Wuji and others had already arrived and were watching him quietly.

He quickly raised his hands and said: "Sect Master, it is in the southwest, in the deep sea, please come with me!"

Xuan Wuji didn't answer, and looked at him to indicate that he would lead the way.

Su Yizhao took Li Xiuyue and flew straight forward, followed by more than ten thousand monks with soaring evil spirits behind him.

An hour later, everyone was floating in the air, and below was the endless deep sea.

Xuan Wuji and the others suddenly frowned slightly and turned to look behind them.

Directly to the north, a black mass of monks came galloping towards them.

At the same time, due to the west, there was also a black mass of monks galloping towards them.

"Beihun, Xiti, and Nanqi, the three major sects, have met in this way for three hundred years!" Xuan Wuji said softly.

Su Yizhao's heart moved.

This is just the southwestern border of the mainland. The Xuanhun Sect is in the north, the Xuanti Sect is in the west, and the Xuanqi Sect is in the south. I just don’t know what the east is?

As the two groups of monks gradually approached, the sea breeze became sluggish and the atmosphere began to solidify.

After drinking tea, the two monks stopped.

Three parties form a triangle and float on the sea, each one ten miles apart.

Su Yizhao turned slightly sideways and blocked Li Xiuyue behind him.

Shocking!

I originally thought that the disciples of the Xuanzhan Hall of the Xuanqi Sect were already very neat and powerful, but I didn’t expect that the other two groups were not bad either.

In his spiritual consciousness, he only saw a monk from the Northern Xuanhun Sect, who was in the Sixth Divine Realm. His eyes were deep and attractive, and he did not dare to let anyone take a second look.

As for the Southern Xuan Ti Sect monks, they are all tall, with bodies as strong as iron, and their toughness is evident in their appearance.

"In ten days, if we mine day and night, we will definitely be the first to win with the spirit stone in hand!" Xuan Wuji said helplessly: "The pig teammates are cheating!"

Su Yizhao shrank slightly and did not dare to answer!

"Fellow Taoist Bai Zhankong and Qu Tiancheng, there's no need to talk nonsense. Should we just have a quick chat or go check it out first?"

"We haven't seen each other for three hundred years, so let's see if you have the qualifications first!"

"exactly!"

Xuan Wuji's expression changed slightly and he shouted: "Then go up!"

"Whoosh!"

Three figures went straight up into the sky.

Everyone looked up, and in an instant, the clouds moved, and the harsh sound of weapons clashing came from high in the sky.

A fight broke out over a disagreement?

Su Yizhao was extremely surprised!

"Disciples of Xuanzhan Hall, get ready!" At this moment, his eardrums hurt, and he saw thousands of disciples launching flying swords at the same time.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!"

"The cadres focus on the attack, and the Kun department focuses on the defense! Kill!"

"kill!"

The tens of thousands of disciples roared loudly, and the flying swords turned into flowing light and flew away.

Flying swords fill the sky, one turns into ten, ten turns into a hundred, the whole sky is filled with flying swords.

The void is twisted and the sword energy is compelling!

"Soul Shield! Get up!"

"Giant sword and shield, defend!"

Su Yizhao looked intently and saw the Xuanhun Sect disciple squeezing his fingers, and suddenly, a transparent ripple blocked the sword rain.

The Xuan Ti Sect disciples raised their giant swords above their heads one after another, and more than ten thousand giant swords instantly merged into a giant sword that covered the front.

At this time, the flying swords all over the sky had already struck.

"Puff...!"

The flying sword struck the transparent ripples and made a weak "puff" sound.

"Dangdangdang..."

When it stabbed the giant sword, sparks were emitted from the collision, and the flying sword bounced back!

Hundreds of feet below, the sea surface breaks!

Within a radius of thirty miles, a strong wind suddenly rose!

Su Yizhao was shocked and was pulled back slowly by Li Xiuyue.

"Ten Thousand Soul Thorns! Break!"

More than ten thousand disciples of Xuanhun Sect shouted "Broken!" at the same time.

Thousands of ripples suddenly appeared in the void, and invisible attacks came instantly.

"The giant sword cuts through the sky! Kill!"

"kill!"

The gigantic sword was suddenly raised and slashed from high in the sky.

"Flying sword array! Defense!"

Su Yizhao looked at the almost broken void, grabbed Li Xiuyue with his backhand, and approached the disciples of Xuanzhan Hall.

The flying swords flew back quickly, forming mysterious combinations in the sky.

An umbrella made of more than ten thousand flying swords covered the sky above everyone!

"Rotate, cut!"

More than ten thousand disciples pinched their fingers, and the flying swords immediately spun rapidly.

"Smear...!"

A harsh sound came, and the invisible soul attack had already arrived.

The gigantic sword got closer and closer and slashed down suddenly.

"Dang~!"

Su Yizhao felt a pain in his heart, and a huge force came from the sky, and his body was about to fall.

He quickly held on to Li Xiuyue, and all his profound energy exploded, and he managed to stabilize his body. However, his ears were in severe pain, and a warmth flowed down his ears.

"Boom!"

Hundreds of feet below, in the deep sea, the water split silently, revealing a deep ditch.

"Wow!"

The sea water rolled, and the turbulent waves of a hundred feet dispersed in all directions, and the ditch was gradually filled up.

Silence returned to the air.

After one move, no matter who was up or down, the three parties stopped testing and looked at each other quietly in the air.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Three figures fell from the sky, everyone raised their heads, the clouds were shattered, and a blue sky appeared!

Su Yizhao held his breath and stared at Xuan Wuji's back.

His chest was rising and falling slightly, and his left hand was clasped behind his back. A stream of blood slipped from the cuff, flowed across the back of his hand, and solidified on his index finger.

Is he already injured?

Su Yizhao's whole body tensed up.

The other monks had naturally noticed this, and their expressions became serious.

"Xuan Wuji, doesn't it taste good?"

Xuan Wuji straightened his waist slightly and snorted coldly: "Humph! Bai Zhankong, you are not much better!"

In spiritual consciousness, in front of the Xuanhun Sect disciples, a middle-aged male cultivator with a well-proportioned figure had a slightly changed complexion. He covered his waist with his left hand, and a trace of blood flowed from his fingers.

Xuan Ti Sect, a burly middle-aged man holding a huge sword, also had bloodshot eyes at the corner of his mouth.

All three lose!

"This is not a place for large-scale fighting. If you provoke the demon cultivator, no one will get any benefits!" Xuanti Sect Qu Tiancheng's loud voice sounded.

Xuan Wuji turned around and asked, "Do you have any suggestions, Fellow Daoist Qu?"

"Each clan has one person and three people fighting in a melee. The winner will mine for one day, but the winner must continue to sit on the bank until he is killed!"

Bai Zhankong said resolutely: "My Xuanhun Sect agrees!"

"This spirit stone vein was discovered by the disciples of the three sects at the same time. If they had killed each other at that time, this situation would not have happened. I propose that the fight begins with the three of them!"

Su Yizhao suddenly clenched his right hand.

"agree!"
Chapter completed!
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