Looking at the wind blade that was flying towards him, Ling Jiuxiang's eyes were full of despair, and even his speeding body subconsciously stopped.

Because he knew that under this incomparably sharp blade of the wind, which brought him a strong crisis, he had no way to live.

And Duan Qingyang, who was in the center of the big array and held the array plate in his hand, saw this scene, his eyes were full of smiles, and his tense face eased slightly.

As the commander of the Great Array, he was naturally very clear about the power of the Great Array.

He knew that with this wind blade formed by condensing a huge amount of spiritual energy, it was sharp enough to cut through the defenses of all the powerhouses of the Xuan Stage.

In addition to the fact that the land immortal has the ability to cut off this wind blade, the land god who cultivates below will definitely die when he encounters this wind blade.

However, at this moment, he suddenly frowned, and his face suddenly looked a little unpleasant.

He is the core of the big array, and he knows all the situations of the big array.

Just now, he suddenly felt that the supply of spiritual energy in the large array was insufficient, and the large array was faintly showing signs of collapse.

Sensing this, his face immediately changed, and he hurriedly manipulated the array disk, returning the large array to its normal state and getting out of the battle state.

And with Duan Qingyang's control, the violent energy in the big array gradually subsided and gradually stabilized.

The Wind Blade that slashed towards Ling Jiuxiang was also much less powerful because of the lack of aura.

"Ahh

Although the power of the Wind Blade was much smaller, and it could not inflict a one-hit killing effect on Ling Jiuxiang, its power could not be ignored.

Although Ling Jiuxiang tried his best to dodge, he was still slashed on his right shoulder by this wind blade.

Suddenly, Ling Jiuxiang let out a hysterical wail of pain, and his right shoulder and right arm were cut off by this weakened Wind Blade.

Blood was dripping and gushing out from the broken arm, Ling Jiuxiang's left hand was covering the wound tightly, and his face was pale.

Although his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were slightly bright, and his eyes were full of hope.

Because from the power of the blow just now, he had already roughly guessed something.

He guessed that there might be something wrong with the array, and it could be a problem with the aura.

Ling Jiuxiang deserved to be a well-known powerhouse in the Holy Land, he was well-informed, and just by the strength of the wind blade, he could guess the situation of the big array by eight to nine.

After thinking of this, his heart, which was already a little desperate, came alive again, and an endless desire to survive welled up in his heart.

He endured the heart-like pain in his right shoulder, barely gathered the mana in his body, and frantically used his body to rush in one direction.

The reason why he wanted to flee in this direction was because he felt that the spiritual energy here was the most depleted, and it should be the most vulnerable place for the Great Array, so with experience, he chose this direction after a while.

Facts have proved that his guess is right, the big formation in this direction has already collapsed a little, and he is basically just a little hindered, that is, he jumped out of the formation and rushed outside.

After coming outside, he didn't dare to stay for a moment, and quickly ran towards the route he came, and after a few blinks of an eye, his figure disappeared from the sight of Duan Qingyang and the others.

Seeing Ling Jiuxiang who had fled, Duan Qingyang did not rush to chase after him.

Now the situation of the Protector Sect Array is a little bad, if he rashly pursues and falls into the plan of diverting the tiger from the mountain, and the Protector Sect Array cannot operate because of the exhaustion of spiritual energy, then the Ten Thousand Realms Sect may be wiped out, and he can't afford this consequence.

So after thinking about it, he decided to give up the pursuit, anyway, Ling Jiuxiang had his arm cut off, and he would not pose a big threat to them in the future.

"Clean up the battlefield, bring the fast-growing potion and special effect fertilizer over and scatter it on the Spirit Transformation Tree, and in addition, notify the sect master!"

Duan Qingyang methodically commanded the disciples in the sect to deal with the battlefield, in order to prevent any more strong enemies from attacking, he asked the medicine farmer to bring the two things that accelerated the growth of the spirit tree to sprinkle, so that the spirit tree could recover its aura as soon as possible, and asked Lu Yuan to be notified.

With Duan Qingyang's order, the entire Ten Thousand Realms Sect was busy again, each performing its own duties, and everyone had a sense of urgency on their faces.

And after Ling Jiuxiang escaped from the Ten Thousand Realms Sect, and learned that the blade of the Ten Thousand Realms Sect was not pursued, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and his heart finally fell to the ground.

He was going to return to the Holy Land immediately, and then deal with his injuries, otherwise, even with his strength at the Xuan Xuan Rank, he wouldn't be able to last long.

But before going back, he suddenly thought of Zheng Zihang.

When he thought of Zheng Zihang, he was annoyed in his heart, if it wasn't for this Zheng Zihang coming up with this plan, the two would not have been buried in the sea of fire, and the other would have bathed in thunder.

And he will not have only half an arm left, even if he recovers from his injuries in the future, his combat power will drop greatly, and his status in the Holy Land will also fall to the bottom.

Therefore, Ling Jiuxiang was very angry with Zheng Zihang, and for a while he planned to return to the Holy Land without notifying Zheng Zihang.

But then he thought that Zheng Zihang's master was a peak powerhouse in the Holy Land, and he also hesitated.

If he had been in his heyday before, he would not have been afraid, but now that he has broken his arm, his combat power has been greatly damaged, and he is also under a lot of pressure in the face of Zheng Zihang's master.

"Forget it, let's inform that kid!"

Ling Jiuxiang shook his head, took out the satellite phone in his arms with a trembling left hand, and called Zheng Zihang.

"Hey, Elder Ling?"

Zheng Zihang on the other end of the phone answered the phone with excitement and expectation.

"Let's go back to the Holy Land!"

Ling Jiuxiang didn't say much, just said a simple sentence and hung up the phone.

"Leaving for the Holy Land?"

Zheng Zihang, who was in the Zheng family, couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard these simple words.

The first time he heard this, he thought that Ling Jiuxiang and the others should have succeeded, and then informed him to go back to the holy land together, so as not to retaliate after Lu Yuan came out.

And he listened to Ling Jiuxiang's voice trembling a little, and it seemed that his mood was very uncalm.

He subconsciously thought that it might be that Ling Jiuxiang and the three of them had entered the Ten Thousand Realms Sect and obtained a large number of treasures, so he was excited.

He didn't expect that the reason why Ling Jiuxiang's voice was a little trembling was entirely because his body was very weak and his voice was a little unstable.

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked forward to it in his heart, and a hint of success flashed in his eyes.

Before, Lu Yuan asked him to roll out of the hotel box in front of Yu Shuang and others.

At that time, because of Lu Yuan's strength, he could only endure the humiliation and get out according to Lu Yuan's request.

At that time, the seeds of hatred had been planted in his heart, and he was very resentful of Lu Yuan, so he planned this plan.

Now that Ling Jiuxiang and the three of them have succeeded, it means that the Ten Thousand Worlds Sect has been looted.

He wanted to know what kind of expression Lu Yuan would have when he knew the news.

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