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Chapter 114: Tragic

"Boom."

The deafening sound spread, and as the four Jindan realm monks took action in Qingliangzhai's large formation, the color of the spiritual light emitted immediately became fiery and the light shook.

And when affected by the offensive, the rich spiritual light continued to ripple, and it seemed that it might be bombarded by the fierce offensive at any time.

The deafening sound fell on the ears of everyone in Qingliang Village, and they couldn't help but feel a little frightened, fearing that the formation would really be destroyed at any time.

And this is far from over. Outside Qingliang Village, as the offensive of the four people fell, the troops of the other two major families also started to take action. Although in terms of strength, they could not compare with those Jindan realm monks, but

There are so many of them that they can't stand it.

Seeing this scene, even the deputy village leader's expression changed, and then he directly made a gesture and began to control the entire formation. After all, he was sitting in charge and controlling the formation, so he would undoubtedly be more powerful. In that case, he could delay the attack.

The time will be longer.

At present, all the hope of Qingliang Village is that the formation can protect them until Hua Rujing returns. As for how long this formation can last, no one except the deputy village master knows how long it will last.

Thousands of people took action, auras of color arose, and the attacks fell like rain, all bombarding the formation of Qingliang Village.

The entire formation in Qingliang Village seemed to be swaying in the wind and rain. The shaky appearance made many people in Qingliang Village feel shaken.

After all, when the entire Qingliangzhai formation is destroyed, the two major families will not show mercy to them, and there will be another massacre.

After all, the only person they can rely on right now is the deputy village leader, who is in the Golden Core realm, and the other party has four of them.

The continuous roaring sound continues, and the entire Qingliangzhai formation is like a small boat on the sea in a storm. No matter how shaky it is, it will always stand firm.

But if this goes on for a long time, there will be a moment when the formation in Qingliangzhai is broken. In that case, the result will naturally be a tragedy. This time the two major families are well prepared, and naturally it will not be like the last incident in Yanhua City.

Generally, let them go easily.

"Is it fun to be a turtle?"

The head of the Liu family looked at this scene with a smile, and kept making sarcastic remarks. Even if the formation could not be broken for a while, it would not last long.

After a long time, when it felt like the formation was beginning to be unbearable, the deputy village leader suddenly made a decision, with a look of determination in his eyes.

"Song Wei, Sha Hai come here, you two take over and control the formation in my place."

Now the backbone of Qingliang Village is naturally this gentle and elegant man, so the two of them followed the plan and took over directly without any hesitation.

Then the words of the deputy village leader made everyone in Qingliang Village feel moved.

"He's right. Instead of being a coward, it's better to make a big splash. After coming to Qingliang Village for so many years, I haven't made a serious move. Today I'm going to learn a lesson."

"Go back and tell the leader of the village that I did not embarrass her, nor did I embarrass Qingliang Village."

After saying these words, everyone saw the man in Confucian shirt slowly walking out, leaving the protection of the formation, and directly came to the opposite side of the four people.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone in Qingliang Village realized what was going on. They looked a little frightened and shouted "No" one after another, but it was too late.

The deputy head of the village naturally went with all his might, but the outcome was likely to be disastrous. For a while, everyone in Qingliang Village couldn't help but feel the same hatred towards the enemy.

The deputy leader acted very helplessly. After all, the formation could not hold on for long. Rather than end up in a situation where the formation was forcibly broken, it would be better for him to bear the brunt of it, buy everyone some time, and at the same time, make some disturbances possible.

people's hearts calmed down.

Sure enough, when they saw this elegant man coming out, the people from the two major families in Yanhua City stopped. After all, a monk in the Golden Core realm was enough to attract their attention.

The head of the Liu family narrowed his eyes, and soon started to laugh, and then joked in a sinister manner, "Hey, finally someone is unwilling to be a turtle."

The deputy head of the village smiled indifferently, showing great disdain for any kind of verbal dispute with the head of the Liu family.

Then, the head of the Liu family suddenly changed the topic and his expression became stern, "Even if you don't want to be a coward, there is nothing you can do to change your fate. You will inevitably end up being slaughtered."

The deputy head of the village snorted lightly, his disdain clearly evident, and his posture remained calm and calm. Then he slowly said, "You can come here with your horse, but we will come one by one together."

"You think too highly of yourself. I am enough to deal with you!" The mysterious man who had been behind the head of the Zhao family, shrouded in a black robe, suddenly said, and then his figure emerged.

Seeing this, the deputy village leader did not have much emotional fluctuations. After all, now that the decision has been made, he has already made complete preparations in his heart.

For so many years, no one knows his identity. Only Hua Rujing, who saved him back then, knows that surviving for so many years is also a kind of torture for him, but now it seems that today may also be a kind of relief.

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Back then, he was a disciple of Confucianism and Taoism, with a prominent status. During his training, he fell in love with a woman from a crooked sect, and was eventually hunted down by his fellow disciples.

In the end, not only did his beloved woman die trying to save him, but he himself was also seriously injured, because these injuries left some hidden dangers, and he was finally saved by Hua Rujing.

In the end, he relied on the elixir refined by Ye Han to condense the golden elixir. This made him have nothing to regret. After all, he had been very low-key for so many years. He spent more time just reminiscing. Living in those days, today

Maybe all this will disappear with the wind, and everything will be liberated.

And today may be his last battle. Even if he dies, he will naturally die vigorously. Seeing the mysterious man shrouded in black robes move, the deputy village leader also raised his aura to the maximum level.

Wearing an ink-colored Confucian shirt, there is no wind, and he feels quite elegant. The magic weapon in his hand also has a powerful aura at this moment. He rarely uses it on weekdays. Naturally, magic weapons are not common, and today is the first time.

, under the watchful eyes of many figures from Qingliang Village, a fight began.

The mysterious man shrouded in black robes seemed a little weird on his path of cultivation. His figure was very fast, and in almost the blink of an eye, his figure appeared on the other side.

Those who don't know it think it's some powerful mysterious avenue, but it's actually just a side branch of the Body Tempering Path. It mainly trains the physical body to make it extremely agile, so that it can attack others unprepared.

And this mysterious man shrouded in black robes, the magic weapon in his hands is a pair of swords that exudes cold light. The sword body is somewhat feminine and curved, and the entire sword is only one foot long.

The mysterious man shrouded in black robes wanted to get close and use the distance to cause considerable damage to the deputy village leader. However, he underestimated the deputy village leader's reaction.

After all, as a disciple of the Holy Land of Confucianism, even if he was not a direct disciple, at least his knowledge was not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Seeing the mysterious man in black robe move, the deputy village leader reacted, and the ink-colored Confucian shirt on his body shook even more violently.

"There is righteousness in heaven and earth!"

A clear voice resounded throughout the world. Although the voice was not loud, it sounded so pleasant.

Then a brilliant golden font appeared in the void, and was slightly twisted. These fonts were naturally condensed with spiritual power.

Haoran Zhengqi Song is the most basic technique in Confucianism and Taoism, but it is also the most orthodox and most powerful technique. Even if it is just some basic skills, it is far more powerful than some other techniques.

The reason why some holy places and even first-rate Immortal sects can be passed down for a long time is because of their heritage and their own techniques.

When the deputy head of the village looked serious, his whole person exuded a unique charm. Especially after performing the song of awe-inspiring righteousness, his whole body was shrouded in aura, and his whole person was even more outstanding.

Otherwise, those girls and women would not have been fascinated by him back then, and even that beloved woman had even lost her life for him.

Even though the war was about to begin, the deputy village leader still had a smile on his face when he thought about the past, and that kind of demeanor made many people admire him.

And many figures in Qingliang Village just feel that today's deputy village leader is different from the usual ones, as if he has become a different person. How can he be half as decadent and lonely as he was in the past?

"Pretentious."

The mysterious man in black robes sneered disdainfully.

After all, in their opinion, except for sword cultivators, the other monks are nothing more than embroidered pillows. As long as they are close to him, they cannot display their own strength.

Then, the figure of the mysterious man in black robes actually appeared directly in the void, transformed into four directions, and stabbed the deputy village leader directly with two swords in his hands from four directions.

The four figures are exactly the same, even their auras are exactly the same, but among the four figures, three are naturally fake, only one figure is real, and if one guesses wrong, he will naturally be tricked.


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