"Grow old!"

The blood mist drifted away, and the other's pupils contracted.

With just one face, the companion instantly turned into a blood mist, which was terrifying!

What's more, at such a close distance, I didn't even understand how the other party made a move!

It was just a casual slap of the face, and the growth of the same Yuan Infant exploded, but it did not cause any fluctuations in the aura of heaven and earth.

This, this is not scientific!

The only remaining Yuanying Monk was so frightened that his companion was easily killed, and if he was replaced, it was estimated that he would end up in the same fate, so how could he not be afraid.

The footsteps subconsciously retreated, and the voice said in horror: "Senior, misunderstanding and misunderstanding! I, the junior, ......." ”

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, he felt an incomparable huge force bombarding his body, and a cloud of blood mist exploded in an instant.

After working hard to cultivate to the Yuan Infant Stage, it only took less than a second to be shot like a mosquito.

Shi Zhenxiang frowned, his face was distressed, and he scolded sadly: "Loser, it's just too loser! That's two yuan babies, enough for the old man to improve a small realm!"

The corners of Xiao Chen's lips rose, and he teased: "If you are not afraid of being blown up, I can satisfy you." ”

"Hehe, forget it, the old man is just used to being poor. Shi Zhenxiang scratched his head in embarrassment: "However, you can also collect it." ”

"Hmph, it's just a waste of Yuan Infant Scum, the time to collect one is enough for me to kill ten, why waste time!" Xiao Chen's eyes were full of disdain.

Shi Zhenxiang's face changed, and he felt as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly alive.

Anyway, I'm still next to me, a sentence of Yuan Infant scum, isn't this scolding the bald man in front of the monk, it's too annoying!

In the distance, many inner disciples witnessed the scene of the two elders being killed in seconds, and they were immediately frightened and scattered.

Knock knock~

Finally, someone sounded the alarm, and a breath rose from the depths of the sect, and suddenly the atmosphere in the entire Changhe Sect became sluggish.

Whoosh~

Suddenly, the light rushed from all directions.

"Who dares to make trouble in my Changhe Sect!"

"Who dares to send death without opening his eyes"

"Hmph, interrupt the old man's cultivation, you will all die!"

Suddenly, all kinds of angry curses rang out.

"Nine Yuan Infants, fifty-six Jin Dan, this should be all the combat power below the Inner Transformation God of the Changhe Sect!" Shi Zhenxiang turned his head to look around, comparing them according to the statistics of the former second-rate sect.

Xiao Chen said lightly: "The Jindan period is handed over to you." ”

"No problem!" Shi Zhenxiang raised his eyebrows, and the soft sword in his hand emitted strong spiritual power fluctuations under the shaking.

The first monk of the late Yuan Infant period looked at the two people in front of him who had no one to talk to, judging from the breath shrouded in the robes, the cultivation was only the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and it was not enough to be troubled.

His brows furrowed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Take them down first, and hand them over to the sect master for ruling!"

Shi Zhenxiang pursed his lips and said mockingly: "Your sect master has been slaughtered, and if you want to find him, you can only go below." ”

The head monk stared at him and said coldly: "Nonsense! Do it, take down these two guys who hide their heads and tails!"

"Yes!"

The other eight Yuan Infant Cultivators burst out at the same time, and suddenly the spirit yuan power soared into the sky, and a wave of qi rippled.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"It's good that I'm so good. ”

"Quack, these two guys are dead!"

"Besieged by the Nine Great Elders, they will definitely die!"

The dozens of meters Jindan monk who came from behind showed a relaxed look on his face, and he was discussing with great interest.

In their opinion, the Nine Great Monks made a move, and they didn't even have a chance to fight.

Whoosh~

The nine great monks shot at the same time, and the flying swords and charms attacked from all directions at the same time, and the momentum was extremely powerful!

The corners of Xiao Chen's lips crossed a disdainful arc, and his waist straightened slightly.

Airplanes~

An invisible wave of qi rippled in an instant.

Bang bang bang~

The spell burst, and the flying sword that attacked the front was also jumped out in an instant.

"What!"

The leading monk sensed that the throwing sword was being thrown by a huge force, and his eyes immediately widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

Although the nine of them did not use all their strength, even if the early stage cultivators of the Transformation God were besieged like this, they had to deal with it carefully.

How could the other party be so lightweighted and dissolved, without even making a move, just the fluctuations of the amplitude of the body, it was simply shocking!

The face of the leading monk changed drastically, and he shouted: "Everyone be careful, deploy the attack and defend the sword formation!"

"Yes!"

The other eight Yuanying Monks responded in unison, and their bodies flashed quickly and were about to enter the designated position to set up the formation.

Monk Jindan, who was watching the battle from afar, was also shocked by the shocking scene, and after hearing that several elders were going to join forces to lay down the sword array, his eyes burst out with a scorching essence.

The sect is like a pyramid, the number of monks at the bottom is always the most, and only by constantly improving their strength can they improve their status layer by layer.

And the offensive and defensive sword formation is a set of joint attack methods that only the nine great protector cultivators of the Changhe Sect are qualified to cultivate, and when the strength of the nine people is combined, the attack power will increase geometrically.

The nine of them joined forces, and they could even severely damage the early stage cultivators of the Transformation God!

Buzzing~

The formation linked the breath of the nine people together, and above the head, it seemed to condense a looming giant sword, which was swallowing the sword rays.

"What a domineering aura, the Sword Formation of the Changhe Sect's Attack and Guardian Sect really lives up to its reputation!" Shi Zhenxiang frowned, touched his beard and exclaimed.

Although he is full of confidence in the combat power of the guy with the black hand next to him, he is shrouded in the domineering sword intent, and he is inevitably still a little frightened.

The corners of the monk's mouth were raised, and his eyes were full of confidence.

The two hands were held together, the fingers in their hands kept changing, and their eyebrows were upside down and shouted: "Sword intent condensation, slash!"

Brush~!

The illusory giant sword suspended in mid-air suddenly fluoresced loudly, and the illusory sword body became even more condensed.

The giant sword slashed head-on, and the sharp sword intent cut through the air and made a dull sword sound.

"Haha, they're dead!"

"Two things that don't measure themselves, they finally know how powerful my Changhe Sect is!"

"Haha, they're all scared silly!"

In the distance, the Jindan monks laughed wantonly.

Then, one by one, the smiles froze on his face.

The tall man in the field slowly raised his arm, and actually withstood the attack of the giant sword with a pair of fleshy palms.

The faces of the nine Yuan Infant Cultivators changed greatly, and they hurriedly increased the infusion of Spirit Yuan Power, and the instructions of the first monk kept changing, wanting to control the giant sword to continue to slash.

Unfortunately, the greatsword seemed to be firmly caught, and no matter how much you changed your fingers, you couldn't move it even a bit.

"Such a strong physical strength, this, is this still human!" the head monk's eyes widened, and his heart was shocked.

The corners of Xiao Chen's lips rose, and he shook his head disdainfully: "This is the so-called sword formation, it's too weak......." ”

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