Jindan mid-term monk!

In everyone's mind, 'h'u'0'''o'm' is more 'new' and faster

Almost subconsciously, everyone looked at Zhang Heng in unison.

For the early stage monks, the mid-stage Jindan monks naturally have a strong deterrent power, not to mention that the other party is still the Sword Sect Jindan, and he is good at killing.

They are not perverts like Zhang Heng, of course the gap in the realm exists.

"Even if it's the middle stage of Jindan, we have to delay!"

At the critical moment, it turned out to be the Qinglian Fairy who was in charge, she looked firm and said.

"For them, it's a Jedi counterattack, it's their only chance, so they're going to go crazy...... There is no possibility of reconciliation between the two of us, so everyone!"

She paused and said awe-inspiringly.

"Desperately!

When these three words were spoken, everyone's expressions were solemn.

Just now, they were still sure of victory, thinking that the victory and defeat had been divided, and the Sword Sect was not even a big mountain protection array, wouldn't it be a lamb to be slaughtered?

But now, the situation suddenly reversed, and when the Sword Sect cultivator pounced with a frenzied momentum, everyone found that they had fallen behind!

This has nothing to do with the fact that they are seriously injured at the moment, because even if they are still at the peak, I am afraid that they are not opponents, a mid-stage cultivator is enough to compete with three early-stage cultivators, not to mention a sword cultivator with strong combat power...... Of course, the most important thing is that Zhang Heng is still sleeping!

There is a kind of realization in everyone's hearts, as long as Zhang Heng wakes up, then all the difficulties will be solved.

"Shoot, stop them, and after a while, Immortal Master Zhang wakes up!"

Ding Buer snorted coldly and stepped out of the small temple.

Everyone nodded and walked out.

It doesn't take too many words, one sentence is enough.

Just as everyone stepped out of the temple gate, the huge palm was grabbing in the direction it was heading.

"Break it for me!"

Everyone worked together and blasted a blow into the sky.

I saw the multicolored light, confronting the giant hand, entangled in the sky for a moment...... The giant hand was shattered after all, but the eight of them snorted in unison.

Apparently it touched the injury, and it was very uncomfortable.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they hurriedly swallowed the pill to regain their strength.

"This blow is just a temptation, I'm afraid that the sword is up and down, and I already know the details of what we are waiting for......" Ding Buer's face was ugly.

Sure enough, the old man in the green shirt in the sky suddenly let out a startled sound.

His gaze, far away, looked at the temple gate, there were only eight golden pills, but there was no Zhang Heng.

"Could it be that guy really seriously injured?"

This thought suddenly magnified in Jian Fushen's heart, so much so that his spirit was lifted, but he said with a laugh.

"Everyone, the thief was seriously injured, and there are only eight Jindan early stage left, and these eight people are also injured one by one, and their strength is less than seventy!"

"Really? hahaha, God help me, take advantage of his illness, ask for his life, do it!" Jian Yun laughed wildly, the hatred in his eyes turned into madness, and everyone stepped out in unison.

Without too many words, at this moment, life and death must be separated.

Boom!

The sound of sword groans came and went, and everyone took out their swords one after another, and the huge sword qi that everyone had felt before suddenly swept over like a hurricane.

And the one hundred and eight foundation building monks were also lined up according to the array at this moment, and they all took out their swords, and the one hundred and eight swords merged into one sword, towards the small temple on the top of the mountain, and slashed down!

This sword even has the power of a mid-stage Jindan monk!

This is the strength of the Xiao Zhou Tian Sword Formation, one hundred and eight foundation building monks shot at the same time, and they also had to pay a price for their shots, at this moment, almost ninety percent of the spiritual energy in the one hundred and eight people's bodies was drained, and everyone was pale and tired......

But no one paid attention to themselves, and their attention was all on the small temple that looked crumbling.

As long as you kill the opponent, the Sword Sect, maybe there is a way out!

"I didn't expect that we would have a chance to survive in a desperate situation......"

The sword floated and gripped the hilt of his sword, and the long sword in his hand slashed with a stunning sword light.

He stared at the small temple at the top of the mountain, which was once the sacred place of the Sword Sect.

Because here, the sword intent of the Sword Ancestor is sealed, and there is a statue of the Sword Ancestor, as a junior, they often look at it.

However, at this moment, this once holy place has become the place he wants to destroy the most.

"As long as we kill you, we will have a way to live!"

The sword floated and fell, and with a swing of the long sword, endless madness welled up in his eyes.

This sword is his pinnacle sword, even in the middle of his golden pill, after swinging this sword again, he has a feeling of exhaustion.

I saw that in the sky, the sword filaments condensed, squirming in the air, and I heard the sound of the sword, but all the sword filaments were strangely blended, forming a blood-colored amazing giant sword, with the momentum of Mount Tai's topping, towards the small temple, and suddenly split!

His sword came out last, but the momentum was the most amazing, and at an extremely fast speed, he surpassed everyone and directly threatened the small temple.

Thundered!

The mountain peaks collapsed, and boulders rolled down.

Such a powerful attack was enough to flatten this entire mountain.

The eight golden pills guarding the gate of the temple had their faces solemn to the extreme at this moment.

"They used all their strength in the first place!"

Someone gritted his teeth, and there was a hint of horror in his voice.

"It's because they know that they only have one chance to make a move, and as long as Immortal Master Zhang wakes up, they will definitely die!"

Ding Buji said firmly.

This, no one doubts.

But at this moment, everyone's hearts are cold, can they still hold on until Immortal Master Zhang wakes up?

"I have a talisman seal, which I obtained in the treasure house of Qingyang Palace before, called Vajra Talisman, its defensive strength is very good, but I am alone, it is difficult to urge such a high-level talisman seal, we work together, maybe there is a glimmer of hope!"

Heavenly Demon Sect Jin Dan suddenly spoke, his eyes showing a look of pain.

He was born in a famous family, and his vision was very high, and everyone swept the treasure house before, like locusts crossing the border, but he was picky and picky, and he threw it aside.

It can be said that most of the things that can be favored by him are high-quality products.

And this diamond talisman is the best of the best, which can be called a heavy treasure, and now it is really reluctant to take it out.

"I didn't expect there to be such a treasure, maybe it's really where our vitality lies!" Hearing this, everyone's spirits lifted.

"Daoist friends don't have to feel distressed, as long as they survive this disaster, the Sword Sect will be in our pocket, what do you want in the treasure house of the Sword Sect, why be stingy with a vajra talisman?" Ding Buji persuaded.

"I know that. Heavenly Demon Sect Jin Dan replied.

At the moment of life and death, who would consider this?

He flipped his palm, and a golden talisman was thrown into the air.

The talisman seal is only about the size of a palm, and the seal is densely engraved with Sanskrit, and there is a faint flow of Zen.

He gritted his teeth and threw the talisman seal into the sky, and the eight of them worked together to push it.

The vajra talisman was shattered suddenly, turning into a stream of Buddha light, but it was to protect the entire mountaintop, you can see that in the golden light, there are words flowing through, it is a profound Buddhist scripture, after flowing, there is a surge of divine power, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.

The sword light unceremoniously slammed into the golden light.

The full force of the sword was not trivial, and the monstrous giant sword, wrapped in indescribable terrifying power, collided with the golden light violently.

Thundered!

There was a huge earthquake on the top of the mountain, the rocks rolled down, and a line of blood gushed out from everyone's seven orifices.

The golden light in the sky was shaking, and every rise and fall made everyone fearful.

But in the end, it withstood it.

The sword light dissipated, and the golden light remained, but it was much dimmer.

"King Kong Talisman, I didn't expect you to have this kind of thing...... Jian Fushen sneered and said: "It's just that my sword has broken this talisman seal, how do you resist it?"

Just as his words fell, the swords of the three of Jian Yun had also been cut off.

Although the three of them were only in the early stage of Jindan, they shot at the same time and burst out with their strongest sword, and its power should not be underestimated, of course.

The sword light was awe-inspiring, like the edge above the nine heavens, and before it fell, there was already a whistling sound echoing through the heavens and the earth.

Bang!

The golden light suddenly erupted, confronting the sword might.

In everyone's expectant eyes, it only lasted a dozen breaths before it shattered.

Vajra Talisman, it's over!

There was a layer of despair in everyone's eyes, and the strongest sword slashed by one hundred and eight Zhuji had already followed.

At this moment, they were wounded and wounded, and they had no strength left to resist.

Could it be that we should fold it into the hands of the foundation builders?

For Brother Jindan, it was a violent humiliation.

In the small temple, the Qinglian Fairy's face was pale, but she looked at Zhang Heng and muttered.

"If you don't wake up, I'm afraid you'll ......"

Just as she was halfway through her words, a strong aura swept out.

Between heaven and earth, a cold snort suddenly sounded.