Qian Wuji is a strong man from the older generation. Although he is not outstanding, he is still at the middle level of the Earth King. His cultivation is stronger than Shikan. Hun Xiaotian knows that it is not that easy to defeat him.
The black waiter walked up behind him and said: "Xiaotian, you can deal with him with confidence, leave the others to me."
Xiaotian nodded, and he flicked his sword away, slashing out a surging thunder sword light.
"Senior, Xiaotian is offended."
Qian Wuji was so angry that he rushed forward like a lion.
Blackbird faced off against a group of decent disciples. They had no intention of taking action. The success or failure of this siege lay with these two people, so everyone's eyes turned to the two people fighting together.
Qian Wuji was well aware of his strong observation ability, so he did not dare to use too aggressive moves in his initial attacks, but relied on his deep spiritual power to deal with him slowly.
Hun Xiaotian sneered in his heart and wanted to use his spiritual power to consume me. I'm afraid you don't know that I have cultivated seven kinds of spiritual power. So Hun Xiaotian followed his wishes and used the power of the Xishan Immortal Spirit Sword.
Deal with him slowly.
The sky is filled with light, figures are flying, and the sound of metal and stone clashing can be heard endlessly.
Some of the disciples who had just left the mountain finally saw the power of the legendary barbarian. They saw that he alone could perform rare techniques in various mountains, and he was also able to deal with powerful people in the earth. They all turned their attention to the black-clothed man and watched this.
One battle is like watching ten battles elsewhere, and you will definitely benefit a lot.
When Senior Sister Peizhi saw that he could use the Immortal Sword and Thunder Control Technique without kneading, her heart was in turmoil again. She and Feng Ning'er felt like sisters, and she had always been brooding over Feng Ning'er's death. She hated her master, and she hated him even more.
If it hadn't been for him, Feng Ning'er would have stayed in Xishu Jianshan safely and soundly, and had become the youngest and most outstanding leader of Baiyun Peak.
However, when he saw Yunyi appear, he didn't know why he couldn't feel any hatred towards this person. Xishu Jianshan didn't have much obsession with the Barbarian Territory, and Lu Ming also awakened many people on Baitou Mountain.
, including her, looking at the black clothes of the Earth King, she asked herself, if she were Feng Ning'er, would she block that sword for him? After a long time, she shook her head, her expression a little dull.
The battle lasted for half a day and was not over. Qian Wuji's chest rose and fell slightly. Although his spiritual power was higher than that of his opponent, the other party had an immortal-grade spiritual sword, and his true spiritual power skills were far better than his own, which made him
What I can't figure out is why he has such deep spiritual power. Although he is only at the lower level of the Earth King, his spiritual power is as vast as the sea and inexhaustible.
"My little friend, do you really want to fight?"
Although Hun Xiaotian was a little tired when she put away her sword, it was obviously much better than the latter.
"Senior, you are not arrogant. If you really try your best, you will be the one who suffers."
He ran the Soul-fixing Pearl, and the green mist enveloped his body. The lost spiritual power and some minor injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Qian Wuji stared at him with squinted eyes. He was really a monster with such a recovery ability. He thought to himself: What he said is absolutely true. I didn't expect that in just seven years, he would grow to such a terrifying situation. However, he still did not give up.
He said in a hoarse voice: "Little friend, do you know that boy Ji Bao... is my nephew? I... can't just let it go."
"Old senior..."
"Xiao Tian."
Blackbird took a few steps forward and interrupted his words. He stood still and said to Qian Wuji in a delicate voice: "Back then, when we were encircling and suppressing the barbarian territory, was there Jing Lei Hall? The tens of thousands of lives in our barbarian territory were innocent creatures.
?You think I kill too many people, but I think I kill too many people!"
He pointed at Qian Wuji and said viciously: "Old dog, if you want face today, I'll give it to you..."
After that, he clenched his five fingers and grabbed his face with sharp fingertips like eagle claws. The knife penetrated his flesh and blood flowed out from his nails. He pulled hard and tore off a large piece of flesh, then raised his hand and threw it to Money is not enough.
He covered his cheeks, looking like an evil ghost, and blood spurted out like arrows. He looked at everyone with angry eyes. All the people affected by his sight turned their faces, not daring to look at him.
Qian Wuji still missed the piece of flesh in front of him and fell down. He looked at Yunyi who remained motionless, took a few deep breaths of air, looked a little decadent, and then said with difficulty: "Forget it! It's just an old man who is incompetent... …”
"snort!"
A cold snort came from the sky, and Shi Qian's figure appeared from the corner.
"Qian Wuji, you are really useless."
The crowd became restless and looked at the figure one after another.
"The people from the Tianwang Sect are here."
"It is the stone stem that is the head of the Eight Scholars."
"It seems something is going to happen."
Whispering, five more figures appeared, and the six disciples of the Heavenly King Sect separated into six corners and surrounded everyone.
Blackbird suddenly pointed at Shi Dui and said, "Is that you? You are from the Tianwang Sect!"
"It was you who killed Ji Bao!"
"What?"
Everyone was shocked, it turned out that things were not that simple.
Qian Wuji said: "Little friend, is what you said true?"
"It's absolutely true." Blackbird replied firmly.
Shi Dui laughed loudly, "If you want to say it, just say it as soon as possible! You won't be able to say it later."
"What?" Qian Wuji was furious and looked at Shi Dui angrily.
"Brother, take action."
Shi Qian and others exercised the Kaiyuan Spirit Art at the same time. There was a loud sound of wind in the sky, the spiritual source was rolling, and a strange magic circle rose from the feet of the six people. A visible red line connected the six directions. A statue of the Heavenly King with a terrifying aura appeared. The magic circle surrounded all the people in the middle. Hun Xiaotian frowned. This magic circle had its own domain, which was somewhat similar to when Hun Ming summoned the Lord of the Underworld. He looked around six times. People, with a cold glance, it seems that they are not even prepared to let these decent disciples go.
buzz buzz
The phantoms of the six Dharma statues came to life. They looked like Buddhist Vajra Dharmakayas, holding various magical weapons in their hands. The ferocious aura in them was untouchable, and the powerful murderous intention filled the entire sky.
Everyone in the magic circle was frightened. What kind of magic circle is this? How can it be so powerful? Is the Wang Sect going to kill us together that day?
Shi Dui's eyes were crazy and he said: "Is this 'Six-pole Heavenly King Killing Formation' worthy of your reputation?"
"Senior Brother Shi, do you plan to not even let us go?"
Shi Dui said: "A bunch of incompetent people, your school is mediocre, let me clean you up."
Qian Wuji finally came to his senses and said angrily to the six people: "Tianwang Sect, what a plan to kill two birds with one stone."
Shi Dui also said to Qian Wuji: "For a mediocre person like you, living is just a waste of the earth's true energy. What is Jingleitang? You are just an ant."
"you……"
buzz buzz
The six people injected spiritual power, and the six statues of the heavenly kings had come to life. The statue swung nine knots, and a disciple with a low cultivation level was killed with one blow. He screamed and fell down.
Shi Qian said coldly to Hun Xiaotian: "Boy, if you hand over the immortal bones, I can spare your life. Otherwise, they will all be buried with you."
The breeze blew across his cheeks, and Hun Xiaotian's facial features became colder and colder. It turned out that all this was directed at him and his mother. With the help of Manyu, they did not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of more than a thousand people in Jingleitang and Yuducheng.
In order to lure him out, he now wants to kill someone to silence him before the matter is revealed.
He stared at the six people, looking like a ruthless Tianwang Sect.
The six statues went on a killing spree, and the sounds of misery could be heard endlessly. Hun Xiaotian knew that even if he really handed over the immortal bones today, there would be no chance for these people to survive, including himself.
He carefully savored the power of the six statues. These six statues were a little weaker than the Tianyuan Patriarch summoned by Shi Tuo back then, but they were almost the same. These should be the statues of the Tianwang Sect's ancestors. He stared deeply, and couldn't think of it.
Find a way to break the magic circle.
"The 'Six-pole Heavenly King Killing Formation' is unparalleled in this world."
Hun Xiaotian has never seen such a powerful magic circle. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best in the world. He also thought about Shi Li and Shi Kan who were killed by him. If they did not die, they might be the Eight Extremes Heavenly King Killing Formation. Then what?
How powerful should it be? Unexpectedly, in order to kill him, such a killing formation was used. He looked at the disciples of Xishu Jianshan who were scattered in pieces, and jumped over. In addition to Black Bird, there was another person,
Nor can he die.
Senior Sister Peizhi was hit by the mace staff and flew away. Just as she was breathing unevenly, another nine-section-foot stick came at her. She tried her best to block it with her sword, but where could it be blocked? There was a sound, and she spat out a breath.
Blood flowed, and the man flew out after losing his sword. The idol still didn't stop, and the strong gray spiritual power of the ruthless wolf's tooth club hit it on the head.
Just when she didn't know what to do, someone grabbed her palm and pulled her body into his arms. She just managed to avoid the fatal blow.