Chapter 133: The Great Elder's Hole Cards

"Don't be too complacent!" The Great Elder gritted his teeth.

Seeing that his secret method was also defeated by Xia Guifan effortlessly, Dachang's mentality collapsed a little, and he stayed for a while as if he had made up his mind, making a ruthless expression, he took out a token, dripped blood on the token, the token was shining, and a dark red aura emerged from the token.

The dazzling flash of light obscured the vision, and there was a strong aura in it, and after a while, the vision recovered, and a team appeared, and all the personnel were wrapped with black qi on their bodies, their faces were expressionless, and their eyes were dark.

There are a total of one hundred and eight people, all of whom have the cultivation of the Xuandan Realm, and there are no less than nine Xuandan Realm peaks, but although these people are all alive, they can't see any vitality in their eyes, and they all have the momentum of seeing death as home.

"Great Elder, are these dead soldiers your hole cards?" Xia Guifan said, his eyes rolled, he looked at these people curiously, and then continued: "I'm afraid that these are not my opponents. ”

The Great Elder had confidence at this time: "Hmph! Be on one's high horse! The old man doesn't believe that you can defeat the peak of the Xuandan Realm with so many realms, not to mention that I have nine more here! ”

The dead soldiers cultivated by the Great Elder, their cultivation was forcibly promoted through a large amount of resources, and they were even weaker than those in the same realm who had ascended normally.

However, the Great Elder adhered to the spirit of the lion fighting the rabbit with all his might, and also issued an order with a cautious attitude just in case: "Nine Xuan envoys, go out of the ranks, and kill the enemy in front of you!" ”

The nine Xuandan Realm peak dead soldiers came out together, in unison, and said in unison: "Kill!" ”

The nine people stabbed out a sword at the same time, and one after another sword qi hit Xia Guifan.

Xia Guifan did not urge the Yue Ling Three Xuan Transformations at this time, and with his own cultivation at the peak of the Yuan Realm, with the blessing of the Consummation Technique, he could kill the powerhouses of the late stage of the Ordinary Xuandan Realm in a third-order instant, and fight on an equal footing with the peak powerhouses of the Ordinary Xuandan Realm.

The peak dead of the Xuandan Realm is a few points weaker than ordinary monks of the same level, it is not worth urging the three mystic transformations of Yue Ling, nor dodging, but he will not despise them, so Xia Guifan took out the seven-star knife and struck out a consummation technique, and the domineering qi leaked out from his body, and a sword with domineering intent slashed away.

Jingling, the domineering sword gang and the nine sword qi collided and handed over, and there was a stalemate for a long time.

After five breaths, the sword gang shattered and annihilated, and only one sword qi of the nine sword qi was still intact, hitting Xia Guifan's body, but it was blocked by Xia Guifan's strong defensive technique.

"Look, I still can't help it." Xia Guifan grinned, his expression as relaxed as ever.

The Great Elder felt that the Sect Master's strength was beyond his expectations, and he thought that it was impossible for the Sect Master to fight beyond so many levels, but the fact slapped him in the face, but he also saw an opportunity to turn the tables.

The Great Elder shook his head and laughed: "Haha, judging from the trick just now, the limit of the sect master seems to end here, your powerful move can't match the old man's Nine Swords, the advantage is mine, the sect master should not be too proud, the next is your death!" ”

Immediately, with a wave of his hand, the nine Xuandan Realm peak dead soldiers were no longer neatly arranged, but scattered, charging their strength to attack Xia Guifan from all directions, and their bodies were strange.

Boom! A cannonball-like sword qi mass attacked Xia Guifan's location, but Xia Guifan flickered and easily avoided it.

The Dead Warrior Statue hit all kinds of sword qi attacks one after another, but Xia Guifan easily dodged it, and then at a certain moment, his figure quickly blurred, turning into several afterimages and flashing on the side, back or top of the head of the Nine Dead Warriors along with the body, and at the same time, a knife wrapped around the domineering intent and rotated and split, which was the Silver Ring Tyrant Slash Technique.

Xia Guifan's speed was too fast, and the Nine Dead Warriors could only use their respective swords to resist it by instinct.

The sound of "bell" sounded everywhere, and the nine dead soldiers were all beaten away by a powerful force, flying out of dozens of zhang before stopping their bodies, everyone's hands were vigorously shaken and trembled, one of them was attacked by the body, the big sword was shot down, the right hand was injured, blood dripped, and he was unable to pull, which was considered a waste.

"The individual strength is lower than mine, and no matter how many people there are, they are not my opponents!" Xia Guifan's tone was flat and proud, and the perfect Variety Phantom Technique enabled him to deal with the tactics of the sea of people, unless the opponent's sea of people formed a formation.

The Great Elder's face changed, and he was very dignified, so he said something in his mouth, and a circle of fluctuations spread out from his mouth, merging into the bodies of one hundred and eight dead soldiers, and he shouted: "Hundred Ghosts Forbidden Great Array, knot!" ”

Speaking of formations, formations are coming.

One hundred and eight dead soldiers formed a formation, and a powerful black aura that was fused appeared in the sky, forming a terrifying and miserable white human face phantom, which looked more like a grimace in Xia Guifan's vision, with no piece of flesh and skin on his face, and his eyes glowing red.

It doesn't look like a righteous path method, but Xuanqing Sect has always been tolerant of sect cultivation, and as long as the demonic path, evil path technique or formation is used on the right path, it can also be used, so Xia Guifan is not surprised that he used such a formation on the great elder.

The amazing thing is that there was a stream of death qi pouring into the deposed hands of the Xuandan Realm peak dead man, and it suddenly seemed to replace the meridians, and this hand could be used again.

The miserable white grimace spewed out a dark blue beam of light, locking on Xia Guifan and shooting away.

Xia Guifan also put away his relaxed expression at this time, this attack of the grimace was already stronger than the full force of an ordinary Xuandan Realm peak powerhouse, but it was worthy of being his opponent.

Since it is a technique for locking the qi machine, he will not dodge, his seven-star knife is placed horizontally on his chest, drawing a line, and the thin line-like slash is blasted up with rolling power, which is the strongest mid-grade technique of Xuanqing Sect, Xuantian Split.

Boom! Xia Guifan's one-line split collided with the beam of light shot out by the grimace formed by the hundred-person formation, like the tip of a needle against Maimang, and they all disappeared after a few breaths.

However, the opponent's attack was not over, only to see the ghost-faced phantom crashing towards Xia Guifan, Xia Guifan urged his body to dodge, and the ghostface flew back into the air and continued to pursue him.

"Alas, trouble!" Xia Guifan shook his head, the big knife in his hand rotated and drew a circle, and seven energy balls appeared, connecting them in a line, and then slammed towards the ghostly face.

This is the last form of the seven-star knife matching technique, and the power has vaguely reached the threshold of the top-grade technique, which shows the strength of the power.

Rumble! As soon as the first contact, the ghostly face phantom collapsed, and at the same time, the last form of the Seven Stars Alignment also dissipated due to lack of stamina, and it looked like it was evenly matched.

Then, as the ghostly phantom dissipated, the one hundred and eight dead soldiers who formed the formation were counterattacked, coughing and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

The Great Elder gritted his teeth and forced out a stream of essence blood, which dripped on the token that summoned the dead, and immediately the blood stained the entire token red, and at the same time, there was also an extra blood-red qi on the bodies of more than a hundred dead soldiers, which was entwined and mixed with the original black qi, and suddenly the aura of the entire formation became stronger.

Xia Guifan opened his eyes to the sky, and could see that the aura of the formation was comparable to that of a strong man at the level of the sect master of the Nine Righteous Path forces, so he smiled and said: "Oh, this has given me a little sense of crisis, Great Elder, your formation can be used to deal with the master of the Moyu Sect or the master of the Kunqian Sect." ”

The Great Elder said: "This is the real hole card of the old man, suffer death, Xia Guifan!" ”