"Wang Tu, is he really here?"

The four Dongcheng Sect Masters hid on the mountainside of Dongcheng Mountain, looking at the appearance of the Wang disciple holding the sword in one hand, their eyes were full of shock.

I saw that the blood was splashed everywhere, and before he could even scream, the old monk's body in a Taoist robe was directly cut in two by Wang Tu's sword.

Seeing this scene, the four sect masters had mixed feelings in their hearts.

On the one hand, they hated the enmity between Wang Tu and Xicheng, which led to their own tragic end, and on the other hand, they had a trace of expectation in their hearts for Wang Tu, hoping that this young man in white from the mortal world could really create miracles.

"Isn't that the Red Dragon of Beicheng!" Yuan Tiancheng, the sect leader of the Earth Wheel Sect, was the first to recognize the old monk who had been killed by the king's sword, and a trace of cold sweat slipped on his face, and he spoke.

"Isn't it, hasn't he retired for ten years!" said Xie Xin, the Fire Poison Sect, with wide eyes.

In fact, for these sect masters, the strength of the Wang disciples, they also rely on what they have heard, and it is the first time to see the Wang disciples in action with their own eyes at such a close distance.

"Poof. ”

Ignoring the corpse that had been cut in the middle and split into two pieces by himself, Wang Tu slowly raised his eyes and looked at Rand, the cold light in his green eyes flowed, and there was no trace of fluctuation.

In the face of Wang Tu's sword killing the old monk, Rand didn't seem to have much angry feelings, just raised his two hands and slowly clapped them together.

"Smack, smack, smack. ”

The crisp applause rang out very rhythmically, and Rand clapped his hands and laughed.

"That red dragon is not to say that it is in our northern city, even in the West Immortal Gate, it can be regarded as the number one person in the row, and there are countless strong people in the Immortal Gate who died under it, you can actually cut him in two with a sword. ”

"Xicheng Supreme Heavenly Pupil Zorf, it seems reasonable that you can be killed. ”

Hearing Rand say this, Wang Tu just snorted coldly, slowly lifted his long sword, and spoke.

"Listen to you, do you think you can get out of it?"

The corners of Rand's mouth curled, and he sneered, and opened his mouth to answer.

"I'm retreating?haha, it seems that the matter of repelling 100,000 precursor monks has made you dizzy. ”

Saying this, Rand's face gradually sank, and an extremely cold voice slowly came out of his mouth.

"So much so that you don't even understand your own situation!"

As soon as the words fell, on the ground where the two of them were, a full 300,000 spiritual power impacts shot out from the ground like cannonballs, pointing directly at the location of the king's disciples!

The huge numerical advantage brings about the result that only a small force is needed to produce a terrifying power.

"Boom!"

Explosions that almost tore apart people's eardrums rang out one after another, and golden firelight lit up the entire sky!

Even for an Earth Immortal level cultivator, in order to unleash an attack comparable to the power of a small nuclear bomb, how much aura does it need to provide?

For example, the chief of the inner sect of the Heavenly God Sect, Rochester, just used the Heavenly God Meteor once, and almost consumed all the true qi in his body.

But if it is a full 300,000 people, if they want to play a spell of this level of destruction, how much spiritual power does each person need to pay?

It's just the simplest spiritual impact.

Even at a distance of several thousand meters, the sect masters of Dongcheng couldn't help but carry the Dao True Qi one by one and protect it around themselves, so that they were not swept away by the explosive qi wave.

And the Wang disciple was in the center of all the attacks, and he flipped his wrist violently, and the Immortal Sword swung out purple thunder at a speed invisible to the naked eye, crushing all the attacks that flew towards him.

But every time he slashed hundreds of spiritual power impacts, tens of thousands of stronger and more fierce spiritual power impacts appeared around him, and before he knew it, the white figure of the king disciple was annihilated in the attack that covered the sky and the sun.

"Boom..."

Feeling the huge power around his body, a trace of cold sweat dripped from his forehead from Lin Xiang of the Red Iron Sect, and he said with a frightened face.

"No matter how strong he is, he is only one person, not to mention that there are other monks in other borders, just 300,000 people here, it is not something he can deal with alone!"

In the smoke and dust, Rand sneered and spoke.

"In front of the 300,000 monks in my northern city, what about measuring your earth immortals? ”

With a successful blow, Rand had no intention of resting at all, he stood in the air, raised his hand high, and then fell, pointing at the figure of the king disciple in the center of the smoke explosion in the distance.

On the ground, the 300,000 monks comprehended, and with a uniform movement, they once again pinched out a spiritual power impact, converging into the air, forming a huge golden meteor, which fell towards the center of the explosion!

"Boom!"

An explosion that was several times stronger than just now sounded again, and the pale face was cut off by the wave of air generated by the impact, but Rand didn't care, opened his mouth, and loudly signaled the monks to continue attacking!

He wanted to watch this Dongsheng man who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth turn into a corpse and die in front of him at the closest distance!

"Boom, boom..."

The sect masters on the mountainside of Dongcheng, the people living in Dongcheng District only felt that their eardrums were about to be shattered, and the roar continued to sound one after another, and they all squatted on the ground and covered their ears in pain, and their mouths let out indistinct howls.

In Luojia Village, amid the wails of the villagers, Wang Yanran and Lin Xiaoxiao raised their eyes and looked at the continuous terrorist explosions in the sky, their faces worried.

How long did the explosion last? No one could give a definite answer, the only thing that was known was that when the loud bang finally ended, the entire sky was covered in a huge mushroom cloud, and poisonous smoke filled the sky of the East City.

Looking at the hellish scene, the hearts of the people of Dongcheng were left with despair.

Rand, who was a few hundred meters away from the center of the explosion, grinned and laughed loudly as he looked at the huge mushroom cloud that covered the sky and slowly rose.

"Hahahaha! A monk in the mortal realm also wants to confront my immortal sect?"

"Teared to countless pieces by the impact of the explosion! This is what will happen to you, white-clothed sword immortal!"

But just as he finished speaking, a white light burst out like lightning from the mushroom cloud that stretched for thousands of miles!

"Boom!"

Rand is worthy of being the leader of the Northern City with the name of "Iron General", and the moment he appeared strangely, he reacted and shouted orders to the monks on the ground.

"Protect me!"

The 300,000 monks were also carefully selected, and as soon as Rand's words fell, a golden barrier was erected between Rand and the white lightning, covering the distance of several hundred meters in front of Rand.

Rand thought that his response was enough, but the truth was not what he expected.

Not to mention stopping the white flash, it couldn't even slow it down slightly, and the seemingly hard golden barrier was as fragile as cheap inferior glass in front of the flash.

In just the blink of an eye, the distance of a few hundred meters turned to zero, and a full 300,000 spiritual power barriers shattered!

Everything I did was in vain.

Realizing this, it was the fact that the white flash had already come to me, and I reacted to it.

At first, he was slightly stunned, and then Rand's face was bruised, and his two blood-red eyes looked at the Dongsheng youth in the white flash, and Rand took out the long sword pinned to his waist and carried with him, pointing directly at the Dongsheng youth in front of him!

"White-clothed Sword Immortal!"

With Rand's earth-shattering shout, the long sword stabbed into the king's chest like a water snake at an extremely fast speed. But just as the tip of the sword was about to reach the heart of the king's disciple, a purple thunderbolt burst out from the slashing immortal sword.

"Wow!"

The thunder flashed, and along with the long sword that was broken in two, Rand's right arm holding the sword was cut off by the king's sword!

"Ahh

The great pain of the severed arm quickly went down the nerves to Rand's brain, and Rand screamed miserably, staring at the young man who was about to swing his second sword.

Indifference, arrogance, ease, disdain, that kind of thing had long since disappeared from the face of the iron-blooded general, and only a feeling that he had never experienced was left on his pale face.

Fear!