"Miss, be careful! Protect your eldest daughter well!"
"Damn it, all die!"
"Second Young Master, be careful."
"..."
Mei Sanniang held a sickle made of fine iron and ran rampant in the courtyard. With the hard work of the armored door, she used direct and violent methods.
The peasant disciples around him were all swept out, but... there were too many of them, and one of them was swept out, and the two in front were close to him.
If he exerts all his strength, those people will all rush up again. In the midst of the movement, facing the heavy rain, he will try to stop those people as much as possible.
Kill as much as possible...
It's impossible not to kill.
If they don't kill them, they will die today.
Then I took advantage of the opportunity to look at the eldest lady under the eaves. The dumb slaves and the others were blocking some people in front of the eldest lady.
The second young master, who was the first to fight against those people, was also using the powerful swordsmanship of General Mo Xie. His sword energy was flowing freely, and there was no one in the three-foot-wide area.
"Mei Sanniang, you can't even protect yourself, and you have no time to care about others."
"Come on, Tian Yan's lackey, Fusu's lackey!"
"I heard that you were also favored by Mr. Fusu in Xianyang. With your body, how can Mr. Fusu be favored by you?"
"Hahaha!"
"I'm just afraid... of being truly invulnerable."
"Go to hell!"
A strong sword-wielding man moved his figure and directed the peasant disciples lined up to perform the twenty-four formations of Dize.
Mei Sanniang is quite capable.
He can be regarded as an ordinary warrior who transforms into gods.
If she tried her best, they would lose a lot of people. Their purpose for this trip was Tian Yan, as long as they could kill Tian Yan.
All is enough.
The remaining Mei Sanniang, the stupid fat man from God, is nothing to be afraid of and can be dealt with slowly, watching Mei Sanniang dance like the wind with her sickle.
The strength is extremely strong. Ordinary peasant disciples are not her enemies at all. They are indeed a bit powerful. Has the strength gone further?
He snorted coldly and kept mocking.
"Go to hell!"
"I will pamper you now!"
Mei Sanniang was furious.
Dark red rays of light loomed all over his body, and he jumped up with a sickle in his hand and rushed straight towards the man, intending to kill the man who was talking nonsense.
"Hahaha."
"It seems I was right. With a body like yours... Mr. Fusu will definitely not be able to bear it."
"Hahaha!"
"Brothers, what do you think?"
The man holding the knife did not want to fight. He turned around and stepped in a circle. Without making a sound, he and the surrounding farm disciples set up the twenty-four formations in the field.
"court death!"
Mei Sanniang was filled with hatred, roared angrily, and continued to chase the man. Today she wanted to cut out his tongue.
"Di Ze Twenty Four."
"Mei Sanniang, let's see if your strength is as strong as you say."
"Trapped and killed!"
In just one or twenty breaths, the man holding the knife moved around in a circle, and the peasant disciples who followed him took the appropriate position silently.
Connecting with each other, a different kind of power spreads.
"Di Ze Twenty Four."
"I'm not afraid."
Mei Sanniang felt a sudden change in her heart.
Dize twenty-four?
Swinging the sickle hard, the sharp edge burst out and directly knocked away some people around him, causing serious injuries.
However, there was also an extremely strong force sweeping through him, which was no weaker than his own strength. He forced himself to move around and avoid the sharp edge.
"Not afraid...what are you hiding from?"
The man holding the knife raised the weapon in his hand and glanced at the farm disciples around him. His goal of trapping Mei Sanniang had been achieved.
"court death!"
Mei Sanniang's fiery temper came to her. Whoever hid could have the ability to fight one on one. Now that there were more than a hundred farm disciples here, what could she do?
Now this person is trying his best to slander himself?
Who is like Mr. Fusu?
Damn it!
His head must be chopped off, and then his limbs must be chopped off.
"..."
"..."
For a moment, a series of powerful trembling sounds filled the air. If it weren't for the rain, it would have trembled for hundreds of feet in radius.
Now, it has only affected the courtyard.
In order to chase down that damned person, Mei Sanniang kept moving around in the twenty-four formations of Dize, but... there were so many people in the formation that it was difficult to escape for a while.
"Miss, be careful!"
"Damn it!"
"Let me out!"
Mei Sanniang shouted again, they are all a bunch of villains.
A bunch of cowards.
If you have the ability to fight one-on-one with yourself, what does it mean to surround yourself with the twenty-four formations of Dize now?
Ding! Ding!
As soon as the sonorous words were spoken, two long swords came to his body and landed on his shoulders. The next moment, the sound of metal and stone burst out.
The two long swords were shaken apart.
"Come and accept your fate!"
Mei Sanniang stepped forward and dropped the sickle.
Phew! Phew!
It was a neat move, but the peasant disciple at the innate level cut off the arms of the two men directly with the swing of the powerful scythe.
The six halls are filled with blood, and the courtyard is dyed red with rain.
"kill!"
"..."
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Another sound like metal and stone rang out from Mei Sanniang's body, as if the skin all over her body was made of copper and iron.
"How come?"
"Your strength!"
"How could he be so strong?"
The knife-wielding man who commanded the mobilization of the Twenty-Four True Dharma of Dize was shocked. He had just had a knife slashed down and landed on Mei Sanniang's back.
result!
It only cut a gap in Mei Sanniang's clothes. The blade did not break through Mei Sanniang's skin, leaving only a dull mark.
It doesn't make sense.
He knew Mei Sanniang's strength. He was from Gonggongtang, so he was no stranger to Mei Sanniang.
Mei Sanniang's strength is neither weak nor very strong.
Her body is strong but her methods are weak.
Fighting alone, he is very strong.
If it falls among many people, it will not appear.
Now... who said that Mei Sanniang's tactics are average? More than 20 of them used Dize Twenty-Four, and even Mei Sanniang couldn't be trapped?
"My strength is even stronger."
"You... all stay."
Bathed in the rain, Mei Sanniang held the sickle tightly in her hands, took a deep breath, and started to use the mysterious power in her body. The dark red light on her body gave off a trace of dark gold.
Immediately, the whole person jumped into the air again and rushed straight to a corner of Dize's twenty-four formations.
Dize Formation!
I am also a farmer's disciple, a very high-status farmer's disciple, and I know the Dize 24 very well.
If the strength of the twenty-four people is generally the same, or the difference is not big, the Dize Formation used will be very powerful.
The combination of twenty-four innate masters is enough to trap and kill a god-transforming warrior. The prerequisite is that the god-transforming warrior does not have too strong means.
If there are warriors who transform into gods and occupy the core position, and are supplemented by warriors at the innate level, the power of the formation will be even stronger.
I... practiced the body training method that the eldest lady wanted for me, and in just a few days I made great progress in my origin.
It seems that the training in the armored sect is really incomplete, not as complete as the one in Mr. Fusu's place.
In the past, I could only deal with the existence of Xiaocheng. With my current strength, even if I couldn't deal with the level of Dacheng, I could at least... be able to remain undefeated.
The twenty-four people who surrounded him were all innate masters, and several were at the highest level of innate ability. They were indeed very powerful when they practiced using the Twenty-Four of Earth.
But...the formation is not infinitely powerful, it is also limited.
"Dizawa Twenty-Four!"
"Ah Ci, attack the direction of Beginning of Autumn."
Under the eaves of the wooden house, Tian Yan still stood calmly, but the people around him gradually joined the battle, and there were too many farm disciples coming.
More than a hundred people.
Mute Slave and the others also participated in the war and tied down many people.
He caressed the stove gently, his eyes were filled with the color of glass, and he looked at Mei Sanniang's battle in the distance. After a few breaths, he didn't want to look too much.
Sanniang should be fine.
The cultivation method of Ruan Wengzhong and others was taken from Mr. Fusu. Although it was incomplete, it was enough for Sanniang to use.
Compared with the secret teachings of the Armored Sect, that body-training method is much more complete, more effective both internally and externally, and more suitable for Sanniang.
Therefore, Sanniang's strength has greatly improved.
The twenty-four formations of Dize used by ordinary peasant disciples were certainly a little too ordinary, but their strength was limited and the upper limit of the formations was also limited.
In just a few moments, Sanniang will be able to escape from the trap.
On the contrary, it is a little difficult here in Ah Ci.
Her lips parted involuntarily, and her words lingered into the distance.
"Miss, be careful!"
"..."
Immediately, several peasant disciples broke through the blockade and appeared in front of Tian Yan under the eaves with weapons in hand. Without hesitation, they took action.
The only two people left beside Tian Yan moved fiercely and faced them with swords, forcing them back and preventing them from disturbing the eldest lady.
"elder sister!"
"elder sister!"
The dexterous fat man was trapped in Land 24. Two god-transforming warriors were in charge, and there were also 22 innate masters in charge.
The power runs through the whole body, it is not a simple superposition, the power is amazing.
No matter how the fat man wielded his two swords and slashed with extremely sharp sword energy, he could not break the formation, and the person who created the formation could not have more power.
"beginning of autumn?"
"beginning of autumn?"
"The twenty-four formations of Dize, Beginning of Autumn?"
"Where is the beginning of autumn!"
"Don't run!"
"Don't run!"
Driven by internal force, violent and domineering, holding a general in one hand, the extremely hot sword energy swayed out. The rain fell and was directly evaporated by the violent force, leaving a large amount of white mist and heat.
Holding Moye in one hand, the cold and cold sword energy swayed out, the sky was filled with rain, and frost and ice crystals loomed, matching each other, and the yin and yang advanced together.
Sword energy that could injure an ordinary god-level person fell down one after another, and was blocked one by one by the twenty-four formations of Dize.
After dozens of breaths passed, the twenty-four formations of Dize continued to operate as before, although they consumed a bit more, and their purpose was to encircle them.
At this moment, Tian Lang looked from a distance and saw that there was no one around Tian Yan.
Just enough to kill it.
There are enough people for this trip.
"Don't run!"
With his fat body, dexterous figure, and sword aura with the same attributes, Tian Ci couldn't help but use his sword skills. To force these people back, he still had to protect his sister.
Why don't these people fight with themselves?
Just know how to run around?
It was really boring. He couldn't even get back to his sister, so those people knew how to stop him. They were anxious in their hearts, their eyes were glowing red, and Mo Xie's power became even stronger.
At that time.
A familiar voice came to his ears, Tian Ci's fat face was overjoyed, and the red light disappeared from the depths of his eyes. Hearing his sister's words, he quickly looked at the movements of those people.
Formation?
Dize twenty-four?
Dad taught me this before.
Did your sister also teach you?
The direction of Beginning of Autumn?
After a quick identification, I felt even more joyful. The two swords merged into one, the power of the spiral sword energy doubled, and I transformed into an arrow from the string, rushing directly towards it.
"Return to the original land!"
Tian Lang roared and took the lead. The formation quickly changed, and he even faced Tian Ci with his sword. The power of the formation blessed the origin.
boom!
In an instant, a violent collision occurred, and the powerful energy aftermath spread, affecting all the farm disciples in a ten-foot radius.
"You...can't leave."
Tian Lang was breathing heavily, holding his sword on the ground, his mouth was bleeding, and his arms were trembling. The disciples around him continued to maintain the operation of the formation.
This damn fat man is too strong. With the aid of the Dize Formation and the power of the formation, his sword is definitely quite good.
However.
This damn fat guy was fine, he was just blocked and barely repelled.
"Tian Yan!"
"Come and accept your fate!"
"Bitch, take your head!"
"Bitch, no one is protecting you now!"
"..."
Of all the people under the eaves, Tian Yan himself was the only one left.
The courtyard was densely packed with people, and everyone had his own way on the battlefield. The farm disciples who came to do things were killed and injured many times, and the people under the eaves were also injured.
After breaking through the last defense, four or five peasant disciples holding weapons quickly approached. Tian Yan was right in front of him, and his goal was about to be accomplished.
After Tian Yan is suppressed and killed, they can go back.
Especially, he was killed by them, and he did a great job after he returned, so maybe he could be given some skills, pills, etc.
You can also assume a leadership position.
"Many people in Zhuxia want to kill me!"
"But...I'm still alive and well."
Taking stock of the farm disciples who were killing and attacking, Tian Yan under the eaves shook his head, smiled slightly, and did not move.
"kill!"
"..."
There is no unnecessary nonsense. Those people can't kill Tian Yan. They can only call those people useless. Now... they can do it.
A few feet away, the sword fell heavily.
capture?
Catch to death?
The dead are the safest!
Just don't destroy the corpse. It will be used to pay homage to those who died in the farmer's family. A good head will also be of great use.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
…
A black mysterious light burst out from the surface of Tian Yan's body, turning into a flawless light black energy shield, firmly protecting Tian Yan within it.
The fallen swords of those people were instantly knocked into the void by the light shield, and an invisible and powerful force spread from the light shield. Four or five peasant disciples were swept away. As if they were seriously injured, they flew backwards very far away.
Blood spilled into the void, mixed with rain, and fell to the earth.
Four or five people fell heavily and were outside the fence.
Motionless and lifeless.
Under the eaves, the light shield on Tian Yan's body dissipated and returned to its previous shape.
"kill!"
"..."
There was no one around Tian Yan, and there was no defense. More than a dozen farm disciples jumped out of the rain and approached Tian Yan.
Or a spear.
Or a sharp knife.
Or an iron ax.
…
Falling towards Tian Yan again.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Just like before, the light black light mask reappeared, and a mighty force swept across it. More than a dozen farm disciples had no power to resist, and were hit again, flying backwards very far away.
"This...how could this happen!"
"What method is that?"
Tian Lang has been paying attention to Tian Yan's movements under the eaves, and instinctively restrained the masters around Tian Yan. Tian Yan was captured and killed without any effort at all.
Now... a strange phenomenon appears on Tian Yan. How can he have such mysterious power?
"Tian Hua!"
"You take my place at Winter Solstice, and I will deal with Tian Yan myself."
Tian Lang frowned, holding a long sword, taking advantage of the gap, taking advantage of the moment when the silly fat man wasn't paying attention, and changed his position.
He and some of the farm disciples who were approaching again took action, determined to kill Tian Yan.
Tian Yan, the eldest lady of Lieshan Hall.
Due to his constitution, he is originally weak, unable to practice martial arts, and has no strength to tie a chicken with his hands. Wouldn't such a person... be easily killed?
Why is it so strange?
What means!
"We are all farmers' disciples. You can leave now...it's not too late."
Tian Yan remained motionless, looking at some people who were approaching again, including Tian Lang from Chi Youtang, who was also considered a good disciple of the farmer's family.
The head of the show is gently swaying, and the gentle words flow, mostly with a peaceful meaning.
"Walk?"
"Even if I have to leave, I have to take your head with me."
"Tian Yan, today... you must die."
Tian Lang mobilized all the remaining power in his body and thrust out a sword, directly between Tian Yan's eyebrows. He followed the other peasant disciples, also aiming at the vital part.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The vision reappeared, the light black light mask reappeared, the tenacious power blocked everything, and the surging power rippled out, knocking people back indiscriminately, even if Tian Lang first transformed into a god, he flew backwards into the distance, leaving behind a void of blood mist.
"Actually, you don't have to go to this step."
Tian Yan sighed and shook his head.
"puff……."
"Tian Yan, you are dead today!"
Outside the fence at the far end of the courtyard, Tian Lang was lying paralyzed on the ground. Rain was falling from the sky, and blood was flowing all over his body.
His face is pale, his breathing is weak, his internal organs are trembling, his blood and Qi are not connected, and he feels pain all over his body when he wants to move.
The origin was injured, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood. He forcibly removed an iron cylinder that was more than five inches long from his body and pulled off a thread from the edge.
stop!
A beam of red light shot straight into the sky above the courtyard. After a few breaths, a cloud of red smoke dispersed. Despite the impact of the rain, it still condensed for a moment.
Seeing this, Tian Lang felt much relieved. He turned his head with difficulty and looked towards the courtyard area. The battle was still going on.