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The sound made by Xiao Tiannan with the power of the sword source was extremely penetrating, and several off-road vehicles that had already approached Xiao Tiannan were directly shattered even the windshield and windows.

By the light of the stars and moon, the long convoy had stopped.

As soon as the people on the convoy got out of the car, they each showed their magic weapons, and in an instant, the sound of shouting and killing was loud and clear, and the dense footsteps were rapidly approaching Xiao Tiannan.

"God, how many people are there? 10,000 or 20,000?" Luo Li, who was standing on the city tower and secretly watching with a night vision device, couldn't help but exclaim.

Luo Tianqi on the side shook his head and said, "One or two thousand is still an exaggeration, but one or two thousand is estimated to be there." ”

"Is it possible for one person to fight one or two thousand?"

Luo Li's question was quickly answered, and he saw Xiao Tiannan rushing directly into the more than a thousand demon cultivators alone.

Five spirit swords flew beside him, and wherever Xiao Tiannan passed, the spirit swords transformed into hundreds of thousands of swords and followed him.

Soon, someone among the demon cultivators was shouting: "Sword Fetal Realm! This is a sword cultivator comparable to the foundation building period!"

"Those who have a magic weapon for defense step forward, and those who have a magic weapon for attack step back. Those who are proficient in magic should hurry up and seal it, or everyone will have to die here today!"

In the state where the aura of the earth, heaven and earth has been sealed, these people who can still cultivate successfully, even if they are demon cultivators, will definitely not have a low IQ.

Xiao Tiannan had only killed more than 20 people, and immediately someone began to shout loudly to command the battle situation.

In the crowd, the black-robed ancestor was followed by a few demon cultivators who were closer to him.

These people asked the black-robed ancestor in a low voice, "Ancestor, when are we going to make a move?"

"What's the hurry, this person is a sword cultivator of the Sword Fetal Realm, now is the time when he is at his most imposing, if we make a rash move, maybe we will fold under his sword.

So let's not worry, let those fools consume his spiritual power first.

When he's almost consumed, we'll kill and take the treasure. ”

"It's still the ancestor who is wise, this guy is holding five spiritual weapons, and he is still so strong at a young age. If you want to say that he is not the core disciple of Shushan, I won't believe it even if I am killed.

When the time comes, we will kill him and detain his primordial spirit.

Then let's send a letter to Shushan and ask them to exchange it for more than a dozen spiritual weapons, and Shushan will probably have to change it. ”

"I don't care if Shushan doesn't change the ancestor, the yin of the foundation building period, who has it in the demon cultivation world?"

As soon as the black-robed ancestor said this, several demon cultivators around him immediately burst into laughter.

Just when the black-robed ancestors were discussing how to maximize Xiao Tiannan's value, the battle between Xiao Tiannan and these demon cultivators had entered a stalemate.

These demon cultivators surrounded him in the center, and facing Xiao Tiannan in front was a group of demon cultivators who sacrificed magic weapons such as body protection jade talismans, Xuantie Golden Bells, and Hanshan shields.

And hiding behind these demon cultivators is a group of demon cultivators who are frantically throwing hidden weapons, shooting venom, and controlling flying swords.

Anyone who has played a group confrontation game knows that once a lineup like this is formed, someone in front carries damage and someone in the back gives output.

Even if a single opponent is powerful, it will be difficult to survive under such attrition in the end.

Xiao Tiannan is facing the same situation now, there are five spirit swords floating around his body, and the sword shield formed by these five spirit swords releasing sword gangs from each other makes Xiao Tiannan not suffer any harm for the time being.

But now, no matter how Xiao Tiannan attacks, it will be even more difficult to break through the opponent's simple and crude lineup.

Xiao Tiannan's sword source power, which had just recovered to its peak state, was rapidly depleting, although while he was consuming, he was also absorbing the spiritual source in the dragon soul chalcedony to replenish his sword source power.

However, the speed of this replenishment and the speed of consumption are obviously not proportional, and if this continues, Xiao Tiannan will definitely be defeated due to the depletion of sword source power.

In the distance, Zhen Yuanzi and the others and his master Ling Xuozi were lying behind the small hill, secretly observing the battle between Xiao Tiannan and those demon cultivators.

Zhen Yuanzi saw Xiao Tiannan's imperial envoy's five spirit swords, and he seemed to have the upper hand against more than a thousand demon cultivators, and he said in a low voice: "Grandma is a bear, this little rabbit cub's cultivation is so strong, fortunately, I didn't come with him just now." ”

"No matter how strong the cultivation is, it's useless, there is no heaven and earth aura in this mortal world, and this kid has now been trapped by those demon cultivators. If you continue to consume like this, sooner or later this kid will be defeated because of the exhaustion of spiritual power. ”

As a master, Ling Xuzi's eyesight is obviously much stronger than that of Zhen Yuanzi.

He could see Xiao Tiannan's real predicament at a glance, but Ling Xuzi's brows were furrowed very tightly, and he didn't seem to have any intention of gloating.

However, Zhen Yuanzi, who was lying next to Ling Xuzi, heard Ling Xuozi say this, and his eyes immediately lit up.

Zhen Yuanzi exclaimed excitedly: "It would be great if this was the case, when the time comes, you don't need to take action, Master, these demon cultivators alone will clean up this kid for us." ”

Syllable!

Zhen Yuanzi's head was once again slapped hard by Ling Xuzi.

Zhen Yuanzi covered his head and looked at Ling Xuzi with a puzzled expression and asked, "Master, what did I say wrong?"

"No, you're wrong, I'm wrong. Why am I, Ling Xuzi, blind and accepting such an apprentice like you who does not distinguish between right and wrong?

Do you see it clearly? This young man is so young, his cultivation is already comparable to the foundation building realm.

Do you know what kind of talent is needed and how much it takes to cultivate a genius like this?

Now that he is about to fall into the hands of a group of demon cultivators, you, as a fellow monk, are still gloating, do you still have a little bit of responsibility as a monk in your heart?"

It was the first time for Zhen Yuanzi to see his master making such a big fire, he covered his face, and said weakly with an aggrieved face: "But Master, you didn't say what responsibility our monks have?"

"Defend the right path for heaven and earth, preserve righteousness for the world, resist evil demons for mortals, and nurture vitality for all things."

My monks, as it should be!"

Ling Xuzi's words were righteous, and Zhen Yuanzi whispered a little nervously after hearing this, "Master, don't you want to help that kid?"

"Of course I have to help!" Ling Xuzi replied without hesitation.

When Zhen Yuanzi was about to persuade Ling Xuzi not to send him to death, Ling Xuzi looked up at the starry sky, and said with the appearance of a fairy wind bone: "Our master and the four of us are lowly in cultivation, and if we don't make trouble for others, we are doing the greatest favor to others." ”

When Zhen Yuanzi and the three of them heard Ling Xuzi say this, the three of them nodded again and again and agreed: "Master is wise, what Master said is too right." ”

Just when Ling Xuozi and the four of them finished talking about it, they looked at Xiao Tiannan again.

The black-robed ancestor suddenly flew into the air, and he looked at Xiao Tiannan and laughed a few times.

Then the black-robed ancestor said: "I don't know the height of the sky, today's day is your death." Being able to die at the hands of the Ancestor is enough for you to be blind!"

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