Feng Jiuxiao was holding something in his hand, it was difficult to find it if he didn't look carefully, and when he finished saying that sentence rampantly, he threw the stone out.

And after the stone was thrown out, a strange thing happened, where he was standing, there were hundreds of people, these people were also dressed in black, but their clothes were embroidered with two words, but Wu Qiutian and the old men of the Wumen did not have embroidered words on the black clothes.

Wu Batian's eyes lit up, no wonder Feng Jiuxiao was so arrogant, it turned out that his confidence was the people of the Nine Shadows Palace.

Chen Changqing, the palace master of the Nine Shades Palace, has never asked about the world, so the Nine Shades Palace is not as monolithic as the Heavenly Wolf Palace. The backbone of the Nine Shadows Palace was originally divided into two groups, one was only about cultivation and fighting, and the other was those on the high platform, these people were not as good as those who remained neutral, but their enthusiasm for fame and fortune was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

If you really have to use one word to evaluate them, it is careerists, and these are a group of ambitious careerists.

They have always regarded the people of the Wumen as enemies, and they have never regarded the people of the Wumen as their own people.

However, with the name of the Nine Shadows Palace, except for these people, no one dared to provoke Wu Batian and the others.

The reason why Feng Jiuxiao was afraid was also because there was such a behemoth as the Nine Shadows Palace standing behind Wu Batian. Once an outsider bullies someone under Wu Batian's command, those neutrals who have cultivated to a strong level will do it.

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The people of the Nine Shadows Palace did not exude a peaceful aura like the gods in the God Emperor Valley, but they looked a little solemn. The black tight-fitting suit wrapped around the strong body, and the momentum was like a thousand armies in unison, which made people feel uneasy.

"If you can't coexist, then let's kill!" the words were ordered, and the hundreds of people who followed behind him could no longer be described as simple monks. They are an army, an army among monks.

With such an army of 100 monks, none of the nine empires could resist it.

Fighting, under the fierce fighting, all the guests really opened their eyes, and the battle between hundreds of heaven-level masters, the slightest carelessness is the end of death.

Some people sigh, some sigh, some cower, and some have ulterior motives.

The infighting in the Nine Shadows Palace was provoked by Feng Jiuxiao, but he didn't make a move, and the people of the Heavenly Wolf Palace didn't participate. Those below the heavenly ladder all ran to clean up the poisonous insects that Wu Qiutian had gotten, and the poisonous insects were fierce, but they couldn't be as fierce as the monks.

Wu Batian didn't join the battle, he just watched quietly from the periphery, Wu Qiutian couldn't move, the scars on his body were shocking, this time the ancestral spirit didn't help him repair the scars, the injuries were reduced a lot, but those scars didn't disappear like before.

"Senior, please help me untie the ban on my body. Wu Qiutian's voice was hoarse, as if he was pleading and demanding.

Wu Batian said: "Are you sure?"

Wu Qiutian nodded: "Although Wu Qiutian is an outcast of the Wumen and has a lowly cultivation, he is not a person who can watch his fellow disciples being slaughtered and be indifferent. You have been away from home for decades, surviving in the Jiuli Mountains, and being excluded by the people of the Nine Shades Palace, and your life is not easy. But you still want to help me, if Wu Qiutian doesn't even have this conscience, then it will be in vain for all the hard work of his predecessors. ”

"Ancestor is not wrong, you want to participate in the war, okay, the old man will let you join the war. Wu Batian grabbed Wu Qiutian's shoulder, and the other hand was on his forehead, and the thick witch breath drilled into his head from the heavenly spirit cover, and then entered the limbs and bones, and finally gathered in the dantian.

In the dantian, Xiao San suddenly opened his eyes, and a fire appeared on his body, and Wu Qiutian was burned by the firelight, and covered his abdomen.

Immediately, Xiao San realized that this was Wu Qiutian's dantian, stretched his wings, flew out of Wu Qiutian's body, and a ball of fire appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Boss, I'm almost exhausted, damn stinky old man, he actually sealed me!" After saying a word, Xiao San flew towards Wu Batian angrily.

Wu Qiutian hurriedly said: "Little San, don't!"

The flame was extinguished instantly, and Xiao San felt a little strange: "Boss, why don't you move him." ”

Wu Qiutian explained: "This is the predecessor of the Wumen, and it is also my elder, there is no malice in sealing you, but you don't want me to have too much help, but it delays your cultivation." ”

Xiao San nodded slightly, thoughtfully. Wu Batian flew forward and joined the warband.

Wu Qiu Tiandao: "Little San, go, fight." ”

Xiao San said nonchalantly: "Fight the damn." ”

The manpower of the two sides is basically evenly matched, Feng Jiuxiao is waiting, waiting for the people and horses on both sides to lose, and when that time comes, he will be able to take advantage of the left-handed fisherman.

Rushing left and right in the crowd, although it can't bring much harm to those people in black, it can also help the people on his side to save the day. In the absence of a strong opponent, although the old ghost has automatically lifted the seal, he refuses to come out to fight the enemy.

The cooperation of one person and one bird is extremely exquisite, but it is a pity that there is a moth missing, otherwise I am afraid that the people of the Nine Shadows Palace may not be able to carry it. Xiao San said that Xiao Lu was not sealed at all, but the playful guy didn't know where to run, and he couldn't even find it.

The wonderful feeling in his heart is still there, as if Xiao Lu is around, so Wu Qiutian is not too worried, he is bent on the enemy, and he only has killing intent and war intent in his eyes.

The giant axe flew up and down, and an axe split a black-clothed man on the first floor of the heavenly ladder into two halves, and the black-clothed man with another Nine Shadows Palace on his back hit him with a stick, carrying the pain in his back.

Because of a slight carelessness, a Wumen disciple's two hands were crushed alive by two steel knives, and the fragments of broken black clothes stuck to the bloody wound of the severed arm, and the blood donation like a spring instantly washed away the fragments, revealing Bai Sensen's bones.

The Wumen disciple didn't howl either, but just fell to the ground with a pale face, his unruly eyes constantly looking at the opponent who had already thrown himself into the battle against the others.

With a tearing sound, Wu Qiutian's left leg was torn open by a sword qi, and blood gushed out, but in less than a breath, the wound stopped bleeding.

After a few blinks, the wound turned into a scar.

The battles intensified, and the high-altitude fights were extremely exciting, which was much more enjoyable than paying to go to the so-called gladiatorial arena to watch people fight.

Wu Qiutian is becoming more and more courageous, and now with the peak cultivation of the ground level, the old ghost of the Ganqi instrument in the body has recovered, and the fire of the junior has to retreat even the master of the Thunder Tribulation, plus the power of the Ganqi has been restored, although the old ghost is reluctant to come out, he can make the power of the Ganqi to the maximum.

Because of this, when he encounters the existence of the peak of the Heavenly Rank, he can also deal with it, and as long as the other party is not careful, he will be immediately injured by Xiao San's flames.

You must know that the Samadhi True Fire, which is known as invincible, although it has not yet reached the realm of full maturity, is not something that ordinary acquired spirit treasures can resist.

What's more, the magic weapons in the hands of these people are all acquired magic weapons, and a few people have spiritual treasures in their hands, but the spiritual treasures in their hands are all low-grade spiritual treasures. Moreover, in terms of technique, it is not as good as the weapon created by the Weapon King, so it naturally cannot resist the power of the Samadhi True Fire.

Ganqi is an innate spiritual treasure, and among the ancient artifacts, it is an existence that can be compared with the Xuanyuan Sword, so when the general spiritual treasure encounters a Qianqi, it is completely self-defeating.

Mr. Qiu looked up, his eyes deep.

Wu Qiutian donated blood all over his body, his two sword eyebrows were like black sword blades, his clothes were torn, and he was carrying his body indiscriminately, his two arms were not covered by clothes, and his bare, strong and powerful arms were wielding a huge axe.

On his head was sticky blood, and some pieces of flesh fell, and he didn't blink, brandishing the giant axe in his hand as always.

The sword reached his body, but he was like a living dead unconscious, and he should move without the slightest sluggishness.

Several disciples of the Nine Shadows Palace retreated violently, and there were not many people who had been killed by the witch vengeance, only three of them from the beginning of the battle to now, but his methods were extremely cruel. One of the three was split in half, one was smashed into a meat patty, and the other was cut off and then stepped on the dantian with one foot.

Wu Qiutian's body slowly overflowed with a layer of ** black qi, this is evil qi, which is about to condense into a substantial evil qi.

Several disciples of the Nine Shadows Palace were afraid, they had seen cruel people, they had seen people who were thirsty for killing, but they had never seen people whose cultivation was so low but they didn't know how to live or die.

"See, the person you like is like this, his future is destined to be extraordinary, can you get used to it?" Mr. Qiu meant something, and the person he was referring to was Demon Yue.

The complicated look was all over the little face of the demon moon, and the handsome face under the human skin mask had been wrinkled into orange peel.

She liked him, she liked him as a simple showman, but she hated killing.

Fights were commonplace for her, but she had never experienced a battle that would cost her life at every turn.

The reckless man muttered to himself: "Happy revenge, true hero." ”

Mr. Qiu said: "If you want to go up, there is the entire Yuelu Academy behind you." ”

The reckless man rushed forward with an excited face, but was stopped by the formation, Mr. Qiu blew, the formation cracked a gap, and the reckless man took the opportunity to rush out.

Suddenly, a person in different costumes came out, and he looked particularly eye-catching in the crowd, Feng Jiuxiao's eyes were sharp, but the place where he looked was where Mr. Qiu, who was smiling, was.

This is a variable, but Feng Jiuxiao is still not ready to make a move, he has been preparing this plan for a long, long time, from the moment the Wumen disciple entered the Jiuli Mountain Range and slapped him, he was planning how to make the Wumen disciple die without a place to be buried.

The shouting of killing gradually weakened, and many disciples in the field had already died.

The two sides are evenly matched for the time being, there are about seventy or eighty dead people on the Wumen side, and there is not much difference on the side of the Nine Shadows Palace, and only a group of old guys and Wu Qiutian Kongqiu and others are still standing in the field.

Feng Jiuxiao smiled slightly: "Where is the old man Shan, if you don't do it at this time, when will you wait!"