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Chapter 917: A Feast of Slaughter

"Everyone, Hu Yanrui, I have known the purpose of asking all the colleagues to come this time. Those who are capable of living in immortal weapons are born, but Yi Tianxing has been hiding with the immortal weapons for thousands of years. We have tried our best to find this little thief. In the past one or two years, a man named Yi Cheng and several monks have killed many fellow workers. This person claims to be Yi Tianxing's family. Humph, since that's the case, then I will capture him and see if Yi Tianxing can't come out!"

The hundreds of monks who came came together, Hu Yanrui's indignation was like a matter of heaven and earth. It is natural to chase Tianxing, and siege Yicheng is the way to act on behalf of heaven. Please visit the latest free chapters of this book.

"What fellow Taoist Huyan said is very true. This evil thief Yi Cheng deserves to die. Many disciples of my Jinglei Sect have been killed in his hands. Today is his burial place, and the little thief Yi Tianxing. Humph, I must tear this little thief to pieces, otherwise I will not be able to relieve my hatred!"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. This man was one of the two perfect cultivators of the Jinglei Sect who attacked Lei Gong Lei Po. If Tianxing had not temporarily disturbed the situation, even if Lei Po could walk in space, he could not escape their spiritual range. Then the immortal weapon would have been theirs. After refining the immortal weapon, even the second perfect cultivators would not dare to provoke them. However, all these beautiful wishes were destroyed by Tianxing, and the slightest difference made them miss the immortal weapon.

I am afraid that no one is stronger than the two of them. Yi Cheng killed all the five Mahayana-stage monks who stayed in the sect when they went out to find the whereabouts of Tianxing, which was even worse for them. Originally, the first sect in the Thunder God Realm, now the Mahayana-stage monks included the first level of the Mahayana-stage monks, and there were less than ten people in total. The conference held in the Thunder God Realm was hosted by foreign monks, and they only had to participate. Whenever the two of them thought of these, they even felt regretful. If they really let the Thunder God Lei Po refine the immortal weapon, maybe the Jinglei Sect in the entire spiritual world is now a person who dares to provoke it.

However, even in the fairy world there was no medicine to take for regret, they hated all this to the heavenly world.

However, those first-level perfect cultivators and hundreds of Mahayana stages who were sitting in the Mahayana stage did not have that much hatred for Tianxing. If Tianxing had not taken away the immortal weapon, I was afraid that when they arrived at the Thunder God Realm, the immortal weapon would have been refined by two first-level perfect cultivators.

Now that the immortal weapon is on Tianxing, they still have a glimmer of hope. After all, Tianxing is only in the early stage of Mahayana, and using the immortal weapon is at most a better than a first-level perfect cultivator. If these two people were asked to refine it, they would really have no hope!

However, everyone just kept this in their hearts. When they heard the words of the cultivator of Jinglei Sect, the ten first-level perfect cultivators present nodded and said yes, and they vowed to fight Yi Cheng with all their strength.[

"Everyone, the evil thief Yi Cheng and his group are very rampant. Even though we know that we are here, we still come all the way. Over the past year, you have also known about their abilities. So, if the evil thief appears later, I hope you don't keep your hands, otherwise we will suffer the loss!"

Hu Yanrui said, and the monks below nodded one by one, pledging to do their best, but probably no one would be so stupid that they would rush up to be cannon fodder.

"Haha, I'm relieved to say this, but in order to prevent the evil thief from escaping, we still need to make some arrangements."

After Hu Yanrui finished speaking, he was about to continue talking, but his expression suddenly changed drastically. He turned his head and looked to the left.

The next moment, his eyes shrank and he shouted: "Danger, go away!"

Then he saw him pulling up the two brothers beside him and step out and lose sight.

The other monks naturally knew that the situation was not good at this time, but not everyone could do it in space. Only another old monk reached out and pulled up one of them and stepped into the void and disappeared. The others could only fly towards all directions!

"boom!"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

There were bursts of screams, and people were rushing over the radius of dozens of miles. I wonder how many monks died.

However, those who think deeply are all Mahayana. Even if a monk who is a perfect level is injured in the protection, no one will die directly.

However, more than half of the Mahayana period were affected by this powerful attack, and even if they were not dead, they were seriously injured.

"It's Yicheng, it's Yicheng, hurry up, prepare for battle, capture them alive, and exchange them for immortal weapons!"

Hu Yanrui rushed out from dozens of miles away.[

He didn't care about his injured brother and shouted quickly.

The shouting obviously played a role. When the originally panicked monks heard the word "Immortal Artifact", they immediately surrounded Yi Cheng as if they were injected with chicken blood.

At this time, the explosion of Yuan-Destroying Dragon Cannon in Yi Cheng's hand was smashed at several Mahayana cultivators in front, which caused a few more screams.

But at this moment, everyone was filled with fear being suppressed by greed. Now Yi Cheng is alone. They are another perfect monk at the first level, and there are more than 200 Mahayana monks, but they are not afraid of Yi Cheng.

"The evil thief was killed!"

Hu Yanrui and the perfect monk who could walk in space rushed to the front and joined forces to launch an attack on Yi Cheng!

"Just you guys, get out!" Yi Cheng shouted loudly, and the Halloween golden body was running out, and he was three feet tall. He was like a giant, and he didn't use weapons. He punched Hu Yanrui and the old man.

"Dangdang!"

After Yi Cheng's body refining technique broke through the ninth level, he had never really fought with others. The ninth level of this body refining technique was completely different from before, and it was more than twice as powerful. Now his body is no less than the top magic weapons at the ninth level.

After the two monks fought with Yi Cheng, they were hit by their fists on their weapons, and a powerful force hit them, which scared them.

However, Yi Cheng could not completely look at the attacks of the two people at this time. He was injured and felt a scorching pain, and his body retreated dozens of feet. The attacks of the other nine monks also arrived as scheduled. In addition, there were more than 200 Mahayana stages, even the second level of perfect cultivators did not dare to fight against so many people.

Yi Cheng took no hesitation and disappeared in front of everyone. When the monks lost their target of attack and were looking for Yi Cheng's whereabouts, the screams from behind the crowd appeared again.

Yi Cheng waved his hands in a row, and the five or six Mahayana monks around him immediately turned into broken limbs and broken arms, and blood mist was scattered one after another!

"He is there, attack together!"

Hu Yanrui and the old man hurriedly approached Yi Cheng and at the same time spoke instructing other monks.

When Hu Yanrui and the old man appeared beside Yi Cheng, Yi Cheng, who had been waiting for a long time, attacked again without hesitation, causing the two to retreat, but Yi Cheng could not do it if he wanted to kill them.

Yi Cheng dared not guarantee that he could take all the attacks from others.

When Yi Cheng disappeared again, Hu Yanrui's expression changed drastically. After a brief exchange with the old man, he shouted: "Everyone, spread it apart, spread the spiritual power around him, and make a sound immediately if there is any abnormal movement!"

The monks did not hesitate when they heard this. Each of them separated twenty or thirty feet apart, and then they spread their spiritual power out of their bodies and distributed it around them. As long as someone touched these spiritual powers, they would definitely find it.

After a few breaths, everything was extremely calm!

"Here is me!"

Only when a monk shouted, he immediately flew back.

"Swoosh!"

But before he could withdraw ten feet, a golden spirit sword had already flew out of the void and pierced his dantian.

When other monks heard this, their attention was instantly attracted!

"Ah, here!"

"Here, here I am!"

"On here!"

"No, I have it here too!"

The four voices were heard almost at the same time, and then they saw four other spirit swords rushing out, each of which gathered in one place with a ball of blood.

ah!

Another scream, a perfect monk was immediately caught by Yi Cheng who suddenly appeared because of the few voices just now, and the next moment, a hot flame ignited his body.

Yi Cheng did not kill this person immediately. The Five Elements Spiritual Sword had gathered around him at this time. The monks in the flames screamed repeatedly. Yi Cheng looked at the terrified and greedy monks around him and said, "The killing feast begins now!"

It took less than a quarter of an hour from the time Yi Cheng started attacking to the time when he wrapped the first level of perfect cultivator with flames, but there were more than fifty people missing here. There was also a first level of perfect cultivator in the Mahayana period. Yi Cheng's voice clearly reached everyone's ears in a terrible cry.

"Go to kill him!"

Hu Yanrui's eyes also blew. This person was so difficult to deal with!

"We have so many people, block this space first, otherwise how many people will die!"

The old man thought of a way to limit Yi Cheng's actions.

"Good way, everyone encircle him and block this space!"

Hundreds of monks are in the Mahayana stage, so they have more or less mastered some space power. Although that little space power is not enough to play a role in battle, it is still very simple to block the space within a few dozen miles!

Hundreds of people swung their spiritual power one by one, and almost instantly, a circular spiritual power cover was arranged around them, wrapping them in a radius of forty or fifty miles.

While guarding against Yi Cheng's sneak attack, these people continued to transport spiritual power to the light shield.

Yi Cheng's eyes showed a strange look, but he stood there motionless, waiting for these people to complete the space blockade.

After more than a dozen breaths, the luster of the spiritual power shield shone. At this level, it would never disappear without three or five hours. Now this shield is equivalent to hundreds of monks who each blessed a layer of spiritual power defense on it. It is impossible to break it. Moreover, with this shield, even if Yi Cheng wants to use the power of space again, it is impossible for each of them to detect any space fluctuations. Yi Cheng's sneak attack is completely a dream.

"Hmph, Yicheng, no matter how powerful you are, I want to see how you can escape. Now your accomplices want to save you are dreaming. When you kill you, you will catch your beautiful wife and daughter. Tsk tsk, not only will you be able to get the fairy weapon back then, but hehe, brothers all understand!"

Hu Yanrui's words immediately resonated with each other. All the male cultivators present smiled lewdly. As for the few female cultivators, they did not express any different opinions.

"Kill him and avenge my senior brother!"

"Do you do it, brothers, kill him and then go find those two girls!"

"Then what are he waiting for when changing his immortal weapon!"
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