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Chapter 785 The Gun

Hearing what the old man said, Leng Aotian couldn't help but start to worry secretly: "Currently, the Tianmo Sect has four masters who have reached a high level of psychic realm, plus one from the Tianxie Sect, there are five in total! The rest

There are only four of the three sects together with me. Unless our intermediate practitioners in the psychic realm have an absolute advantage, this peak martial arts meeting will be very difficult! ...The most important thing is, no

I know if what I know is the true strength possessed by the Heavenly Demon Sect."

He was thinking silently in his heart that Mu Shaobai of the Heavenly Demon Sect had already made a decision loudly and arrogantly: "I might as well tell you that our Heavenly Demon Sect has five practitioners who are equivalent to advanced practitioners in the psychic realm this time.

There are no less than sixty cultivators whose strength is equivalent to the intermediate level of the psychic realm. If you are unwilling to follow my advice, then don’t blame our Tianmo Sect and Tianxie Sect for being ruthless today!"

After he finished speaking, the people from Tianmo Sect and Tianxie Sect spread out and surrounded the remaining three sects.

It's obvious that they want it hard.

Leng Aotian knew that if the Heavenly Demon Sect was not absolutely sure, it would definitely not be so tough. He couldn't help but secretly thought: "Didn't the old man say that the Immortal Sword Sect is the strongest among the five sects? Why did the Heavenly Demon Sect suddenly become so tough?

Strong? This is really unreasonable!"

Leng Aotian was still confused, but Dugu Wudi couldn't bear it any longer. He glared at Mu Shaobai and said angrily: "Boy, does a junior dare to be so arrogant here?"

"I have the capital to be arrogant!" Mu Shaobai looked at Dugu Wudi and said proudly: "Old man, if you are not convinced, you can give me a try!"

"Let me compete with you!" Dugu Wudi stared angrily and was speechless. Dongfang Ying, who was standing behind him, let out a sweet cry and was about to rush forward, but was suddenly grabbed by someone.

The person who caught her was a very powerful young disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect named Fang Biao.

Dongfang Ying is the strongest among the young disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect this year, while Fang Biao is the strongest among the disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect under the age of thirty. He has reached the peak of the advanced innate realm at this time, and it is very likely that he will

Within two years, he broke through to the psychic realm.

It seems that Fang Biao's talent is stronger than Dongfang Ying's.

Ever since he heard Dongfang Ying's voice, Mu Shaobai's eyes were fixed on her, completely ignoring Fang Biao who was standing in front of him: "Little beauty? What's your name?... As long as you follow me, I promise."

Your Immortal Sword Sect is safe and sound!"

"Huh!" Dongfang Ying glared at this shameless guy, then turned her head away.

At this time, Fang Biao glared at Mu Shaobai and said angrily: "Boy, stop talking nonsense, if you have the guts, let's give it a try!"

"You are not worthy of my action!" Mu Shaobai smiled slightly, clapped his hands, and then a man about the same age as him appeared in front of Fang Biao.

When Leng Aotian saw this young man, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

This person is actually Meng Tianbo!

"Didn't he lose his energy by me? How did he get here! Can he actually compete with Fang Biao?" Leng Aotian thought silently in his heart. He looked carefully at Meng Tianbo, only to find that this guy's eyes were actually red.

, I couldn't help but wonder again: "This guy looks a little abnormal!"

While he was thinking silently, Fang Biao and Meng Tianbo had already taken action.

It was obvious that Meng Tianbo was much stronger than Fang Biao. In just two rounds, Fang Biao was severely injured by Meng Tianbo and fell to the ground with vomiting blood.

Meng Tianbo retreated, and Fang Biao was already helped down by people from the Immortal Sword Sect.

Mu Shaobai once again dodged to the center of the open space surrounded by everyone: "Let me say it one last time, if you still don't agree to join our Heavenly Demon Sect, don't blame us for being rude!"

Leng Aotian stood next to the old man at this time, thought for a moment and said to the old man in a low voice: "Old man, the situation today seems not to be good. The people of the Tianmo Sect obviously want to get rid of everyone who disobeys them here!"

"That's right!" The old man nodded gently: "The Heavenly Demon Sect is well prepared, and for being so arrogant, they must be fully prepared!"

"If there is a melee, we may suffer heavy losses... I think our strength may not be as good as theirs." Leng Aotian whispered: "Old man, I have an idea!"

"What's the idea?" the old man asked quickly.

"I plan to go and challenge Mu Shaobai, and try my best to destroy this guy first!" Leng Aotian whispered.

"I'm afraid this won't be easy!" the old man whispered.

"If I can scrap this kid, there will be one less cultivator in the Demon Sect who has reached the advanced level of psychic realm that day, so the pressure on our side will be reduced a lot!" Leng Aotian said quietly.

"You're right!" The old man thought for a while and nodded: "Then you challenge him! ... Remember, if he doesn't fight, don't take action rashly. Your strength is only limited to a few of us.

In addition, most people are completely unaware of it. This should be one of our major advantages and we cannot let them know it easily."

"Mu Shaobai will definitely accept the challenge!" Leng Aotian smiled slightly and swayed directly in front of Mu Shaobai.

"Mu Shaobai, I didn't beat you to death last time, but you came out and barked like a dog again this time!" Leng Aotian looked at Mu Shaobai with disdain, while Murong Shuang's face of Tianxie Sect suddenly changed.

She was worried that Leng Aotian would be angered by Mu Shaobai and killed by Mu Shaobai.

Although I was extremely worried, there was no good way to solve the immediate crisis.

She wanted to rush forward to stop him, but she knew very clearly that Mu Shaobai had bad intentions towards her. She knew that if she rushed forward, if she defended Leng Aotian, Mu Shaobai would definitely kill Leng Aotian immediately.

"What to do! What should I do!... This guy, I told him that Mu Shaobai's strength has reached the advanced level of psychic realm, why is he still so reckless!" Murong Shuang stood there anxiously, not knowing what to do.

What to do.

Mu Shaobai didn't expect Leng Aotian to appear here at all. When he heard Leng Aotian's words, his eyes already shot out an extremely malicious light: "Leng Aotian, I will never let you live today!"

"Oh... In that case, how about we have a good competition?" Leng Aotian said with a slight smile: "We will not stop until death, and no one is allowed to interfere... You dare not!"

"What dare I not do!" Mu Shaobai agreed without any hesitation: "I agree to your request! ... Leng Aotian, let me tell you clearly that today is the day you die!"

"Haha, I hope so!" Leng Aotian smiled lightly, looking very relaxed.

"Hmph!" Mu Shaobai snorted heavily, then clenched his fist tightly.

He decided that he would kill Leng Aotian with one punch, without even using a second punch.

Leng Aotian took a step back. He knew that Mu Shaobai hated him, and he also had no intention of letting Mu Shaobai go. As for what Mu Shaobai did to Tang Yue'er that time, he never planned to do it.

Let him go.

Taking a deep breath, the energy between heaven and earth suddenly surged towards Leng Aotian. In the blink of an eye, the extremely turbulent natural energy completely enveloped his whole body.

The expressions of everyone present, except the old man and Mu Shaobai, suddenly changed.

"Go to hell!" Mu Shaobai's fist had condensed into a mass of black energy that was like substance, and he had already flashed in front of Leng Aotian in an instant.

Although he had noticed that Leng Aotian was very strong, he believed even more in his own strength.

He felt that he would never lose. He felt that he could easily punch Leng Aotian to death.

His fist had already struck hard at Leng Aotian.

At this time, Leng Aotian, who was surrounded by the surging natural energy, had already punched Mu Shaobai.

With his punch, the surging natural energy surrounding him instantly condensed into a ball of purple-red Xiantian Gang the size of a football. Following this ball of purple-red Xiantian Gang was He Mu.

Shaobai's fists filled with black energy slammed together.

"boom……"

The ground was violently blasted by the violent energy, creating a large crater two meters deep, and debris was violently sprayed in all directions along with the hurricane.

Mu Shaobai only felt that his chest was violently bombarded by an extremely violent energy, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole body flew straight back.

Although his strength is weaker than Leng Aotian, it is not too weak.

However, because he was extremely confident, he only used five points of force in this punch, while Leng Aotian used all his strength in this punch.

In contrast, Mu Shaobai suffered a huge loss.

Leng Aotian was only shocked and took four or five steps back, but Mu Shaobai vomited blood and flew backwards.

As soon as he stood firm, he used the Explosive Phantom Step.

He would never leave any time for the enemy to breathe, and he was in front of Mu Shaobai in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Mu Shaobai was still lying on the ground vomiting blood.

Clenching his fist, Leng Aotian's fist struck hard at Mu Shaobai who was lying on the ground.

"How dare you, Shuzi!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded, and just when Leng Aotian's fist was about to hit Mu Shaobai, a figure appeared behind him like lightning.

The leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Feeling the danger behind him, Leng Aotian turned around suddenly without thinking, and then his tightly clenched fist collided hard with the fist of the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Bang..."

The leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect was shocked by Leng Aotian's punch and took six or seven steps back. Leng Aotian also took six or seven steps back.

Just as he stood firm, Leng Aotian suddenly had a gun in his hand.

Black Wolf Pistol.

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