"You want to capture Zhang alive? It's just delusional, look at my high-grade Yuan weapon!" Zhang Weidong suddenly shouted, made an attack posture, and asked the three of them to be on guard immediately, but he suddenly turned around and quickly rushed into the surrounding group of monks.

The three of them were slightly stunned and were furious.

"Look for death!"

In the blink of an eye, a blue light entered the flock like a tiger, and instantly pierced through the three monks, and the blood rain sprinkled down from the air, and the three monks didn't react at all, just like dumplings, planted in the air, and the dead couldn't die anymore!

"Be careful!" someone exclaimed.

"Run—"

Encountering such a powerful monk was simply a one-sided massacre, and the surrounding monks were frightened and turned around and ran.

Joke, don't run at this time, waiting to be slaughtered?

They just swept the formation for the three elders to prevent Zhang Weidong from escaping after being seriously injured, but instead of directly facing Zhang Weidong, they only had the share of running and being slaughtered.

At this moment, many people scolded Murong Jian, Bao Luo Zhenren, and Tie Fan Xiushi in their hearts, and the three of them couldn't stand this person, causing the three monks to be killed in an instant.

When Zhang Weidong looked at these fleeing monks, he immediately smiled, and with a little foot, he rushed towards a crowded place, and his speed was faster.

Swish!

At this moment, the three flying swords behind Zhang Weidong arrived, and it was Murong Jian and the three of them who hurriedly attacked. Flying swords can be used both as an aid in flight and as an attack.

And these three flying swords, if you talk about the grade, they are all inferior grades, and they are the same grade as Feiyunzhou.

But it has the flight speed of the lower grade, and the attack power of the lower grade!

If you want to compare, Zhang Weidong's Feiyunzhou only has the ability to fly, and its speed is comparable to them, however, Feiyunzhou does not have any attack power.

Zhang Weidong sensed the danger behind him, but he sneered and didn't resist. Only rushed forward, dodged a few times, and rushed into the crowd.

"Not good!" When the three of them saw that the flying sword was blasting up, it was killing the monk on their side, and they hurriedly stopped.

So. The three of them had great scruples.

Originally, the speed of the flying sword could completely catch up with Zhang Weidong's moving speed, but Zhang Weidong actually used people as shields, making them shrink and dare not kill them.

"Spare your life!"

"Ahh

"Help—"

It was this hesitation that Zhang Weidong once again unceremoniously attacked, and the Qingguang Sword swooped, splitting the three people in front of him in half. The flesh is sprinkled and has a great visual impact.

After killing the three more, Zhang Weidong immediately changed direction again, because Murong Jian and the three of them also arrived in shame and anger.

The distance between each other is only 100 meters, and if you hesitate a little, you can meet each other.

However, Zhang Weidong is seeking to kill as many enemies as possible at the moment, rather than confronting them in advance.

Thereupon. This scene of chasing and killing was staged, and Zhang Weidong, who was pure and strong in Yuanli, chased and killed the monks who fled in front, and in the back. However, there were three extremely corrupt elders who were chasing wildly, commanding flying swords to attack Zhang Weidong from time to time, but alas, Zhang Weidong did not love to fight, and after he succeeded, he turned around and ran towards the rest of the crowd, while the three elders shrank back and couldn't show it, and scolded angrily.

In this mountain forest, blood began to spread.

Many of the monks panicked. I can't wait for my parents to give me a few more legs.

Wild shouts, screams, angry rebukes, and ridicule were fiercely staged over this mountain forest.

"Seventy-eighth!" After killing a fifth-level Qi cultivator with a sword, Zhang Weidong counted them.

Not far behind, the three people who were chasing after Murong Jian, Bao Luo Zhenren, and Iron Fan Xiushi had hideous faces.

"It's not the way to go on like this!"

"Let the disciples gather with the three of us!"

"That's a good idea!"

Murong Jian also felt that this method was feasible. Let the disciples block it, but they can't stop it at all, so they can only empty these disciples. Let Zhang Weidong be isolated.

"All disciples, gather to the elders in case of a sneak attack!" As soon as the three of them stopped, Murong Jian shouted, and the entire mountain forest shook up and down.

When everyone heard this, they turned around and gathered around the three elders, thinking that only there was safety. ...,

"Quick, gather around the elders!"

"The elders are protecting us!"

After a while, these disciples, even the monks of the sixth or seventh level of Qi cultivation, were shocked by Zhang Weidong's strength and became a little frightened.

And the elders of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation were helpless, their speed could not catch up with Zhang Weidong.

You must know that Zhang Weidong exposed the cultivation aura of the late stage of the eighth layer of Qi training, and the same is true of his strength, and they also have late-stage, even consummate monks, but they can't catch up.

There is no other reason, Zhang Weidong is stepping on a pair of low-grade 'Fengshen boots' on his feet, such a yuan weapon that specializes in increasing the speed of movement is really rare, but if the speed is increased by two or three percent, it is no longer comparable to the same level.

was chasing, the front suddenly emptied, Zhang Weidong immediately heard Murong Jian's voice, and his face suddenly changed, this is Murong Jian and the three of them forcing him to fight against them!

Seeing that the three of them were surrounded, many monks gathered around them, Zhang Weidong's eyes lit up, and as soon as he turned around, he actually flew towards Murong Jian and the three of them.

"Good opportunity! So many people gathered, swept past, and were seriously injured if they didn't die!"

Murong Jian and the three of them looked at Zhang Weidong not running, but chased after him, they were all a little happy and sneered, this time look at how you run!

Once the three of them have no scruples, Zhang Weidong will not be able to run, and can only be one-on-three.

The three of them looked at each other and immediately wanted to make a move.

Who knows, as soon as Zhang Weidong approached the bustling disciples, he didn't move forward, and quickly brandished the Qingguang sword, swish, it was more than a dozen swords, and the sword qi swished into the crowd, and suddenly screamed one after another, and more than forty monks fell headlong, obviously unable to survive.

Murong Jian and the three of them were stunned, furious, and their eyes could spew fire.

"Bastard!"

"Damn it!"

"Kill!"

The three of them didn't care about the obstruction of the disciples and some elders, and finally got out of the group, this speed had been delayed, and they surrounded Zhang Weidong with a whoosh, this time, Zhang Weidong couldn't run. There were also ten elders of the seventh and eighth levels of Qi cultivation who also followed, sweeping the formation for the three elders around.

It's just that Zhang Weidong didn't run, as if he was waiting for them, with a hint of ridicule on the corner of his mouth.

Assassinated his parents, destroyed his farm, and now he has not found himself to settle the account. In turn, they want to kidnap themselves as slaves and make alchemy for them, new hatred and old hatred, and an upsurge of old brains.

So Zhang Weidong killed without any softness.

This battle. is his Zhang Weidong's battle for fame, and he wants to make a great name, even if he is regarded as a butcher!

Let these monks mention Xiqin in the future, they will tremble in fear and flee in the wind!

For the safety of his parents and the peace of the mortals of Western Qin, Zhang Weidong can only kill!

"Boy. Why don't you run away?" Bao Luo Zhenren stared at Zhang Weidong viciously, gritting his teeth.

Just now, Zhang Weidong slaughtered the Quartet, among which there were many people in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, but they were all killed, and among them, there were four elders who practiced qi at the sixth or seventh level, especially those who practiced qi at the sixth level, and they were actually killed in one move in seconds!

In fact, the elders of the Immortal Alliance and the Demon Alliance all had losses. Twenty-seven elders were actually killed in this moment!

It's a shame!

Simply unforgivable!

Zhang Weidong smiled sarcastically and said, "Hmph." Isn't that what you want?"

"It's hard for you to fly this time, so just tie your hands!" Murong Jian said in a deep voice.

Murong Jian's murderous aura is about to condense, and his hatred for Zhang Weidong can't be filled, even the iron fan Xiushi can't care about pretending to be chic and playing with the folding fan, and his face is black and can drip ink!

"Ha Luha, a bunch of idiots!" Zhang Weidong scolded.

"Kill!"

The three of them were furious, their long hair was flying, their flying swords were moving, and their sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and they pressed towards Zhang Weidong.

Zhang Weidong's face was straight. The Qingguang Sword split three swords, and the cultivation of the late stage of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation was appropriate.

Thundered!

One against three, it's actually evenly divided!

This is not surprising, although Zhang Weidong only showed the strength of the late stage of the eighth layer of qi training, but. The Qingguang Sword is a high-grade element, while the Flying Sword is a low-grade weapon, which is a big gap. ...,

For a while, the battle of the four people was vigorous, the trees in the mountains and forests were destroyed and fell down one by one, and the sword qi of the four people was like a cutting machine, which was simply powerful.

At this moment, everyone here suddenly palpitated from the bottom of their hearts, and behind, a huge purple mist appeared in the group of monks who were watching the battle, enveloping these monks for nearly half at a time, wrapping them up, and after a few breaths, the treasure bags, gift bags, and yuan weapons in the air fell like raindrops, and a burst of dust sprinkled on them, and these monks disappeared, and a large gap was vacated in the crowd.

"Not good!"

"Run!"

The monk was shocked when he found out that something was wrong, and fled without saying a word.

But it was too late, the speed of the purple qi was much faster than theirs, and it suddenly turned into purple mist again, enveloping the remaining half of the monks, the sound could not be heard, the space was like being frozen, and it was washed several times, as soon as the purple qi was collected, the place was empty again, and all the monks in this area died, as if it had never existed!

It can be found that the purple qi has grown a lot, it used to be like a cow's hair, but now it is like the thickness of a large needle, and it is even more powerful!

Of course, the devouring ability of this purple qi is also terrifying!

It took more than 200 monks to grow this point!

If it grows to the length of a ruler and the thickness of chopsticks, how many monks' flesh and soul will have to be devoured?

And hearing the exclamation over there, the thirteen elders here, including Murong Jian, Bao Luo Zhenren, and Tie Fan Xiushi, all tightened their hearts, and three of the elders flew swords slightly, and there was a mistake, Zhang Weidong was waiting for this opportunity, and the strength of the nine-layer Great Perfection of Qi cultivation suddenly burst out, and the Qingguang Sword burst out with a strong sword qi, booming, destroying the withering and decaying, and a sword flicked away Murong Jian's flying sword, broke through the top-grade defensive clothing, and the whole person was torn apart!

Quiet!

Stay!

Fear!

Everyone was stunned, and Bao Luo Zhenren and Iron Fan Xiushi were shocked and hurriedly retreated.

At this time, no one can care about the ownerless flying sword, and it is important to save your life!

"Oh my God, escape! This person is actually not a late-stage cultivator of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, but a ninth-layer Great Perfection!"

"We are not opponents!"

"Run!"

Zhang Weidong grabbed the flying sword of Murong Jian, branded his own mark, and sneered a little when he saw that everyone was about to escape.

Although this flying sword is only obtained, it is too late to practice, and the speed will be affected, but it can be used anyway, and his cultivation can make up for the lack of this speed, and it is even faster than Bao Luo Zhenren and Iron Fan Xiushi.

"Can you escape?"

Zhang Weidong snorted, and flew in front of everyone, blocking the way.

At this moment, everyone was desperate.

Among the thirteen elders, the highest cultivators were Bao Luo Zhenren and Iron Fan Xiushi, but only they knew how big the gap was between the monks of the Dao and the Nine Layers of Great Perfection of Qi and them!

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