The Liangyi Dust Formation was crumbling, the reinforcements were far away, the Zhang Butcher attacks were endless, and more than 200 Jiedan monks bombarded indiscriminately.

This is the current situation of the Bodhi Pavilion headquarters!

The attack led by Zhang Tuhu struck like a storm, the two Yi Dust Formations were like rough seas, and the four Formations were like boats swaying in the wind and waves.

At this moment, the eyes of the four array of spirit stones were full of cracks, and they could crack at any time, Luo Fatzi, Linglong, Huang Zhihu, and Qizi's pale faces all looked extremely resolute, and everyone's breath was weak but their fighting spirit was high.

They are ready to die!

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After a long time, the furious Zhang Butcher suddenly stopped the attack of the storm, and then stopped the bombardment of the large array when it was about to break.

"Crisis!"

This is the most direct feeling of Zhang Butcher, who has lost his mind and attacked the big array, he suddenly has a creepy feeling, this feeling can only be when the real crisis comes. The Yuan Infant born by the Pregnant Infant Pill gave him a kind of foreshadowing, and it was this kind of foreshadowing that made him live until now even though he was a mortal and became an immortal.

It's always more important to live than to insult!

Zhang Butcher stopped the attack and the pressure of the Liangyi Dust Formation was greatly reduced, and several people in the formation breathed a sigh of relief, but the more than 200 Jiedan monks outside the formation did not agree to use all kinds of special skills to bombard, at this moment in their hearts, only by breaking through this big array, only by slaughtering the people inside can they eliminate the shame in their hearts!

Gradually, these Jiedan monks also stopped their movements and looked at the sky, because they also felt the monstrous battle intent.

Spots like geese appeared on the edge of the sky and quickly approached this side, and the monstrous war intent emanated from these shadows, and the war intent alone seemed to tear these people apart.

"Quick, don't let them converge!" the monks were in a state of panic, confusion, and thought. I don't know who raised his throat and let out a loud roar that made all the cultivators present wake up one after another!

Yes, there must be reinforcements from the sky, if this strong formation is coupled with such strong reinforcements, how can they be undefeated?

As a result, including Zhang Butcher, once again carried out a devastating blow to the stormy Liangyi Dust Array, and Luo Fatzi and others ushered in a storm that was even worse than before.

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"Fuck we were fucked, brothers and I killed them. Don't let them hide in there!" was the same voice that came from nowhere again, and unlike before, the tone was full of contempt this time, but last time it was like a great enemy.

The reason why there are two completely different attitudes is because the person who came is already within their divine sense, and they have already discovered that the person who came is nothing more than a cultivator. And there are three times as many of them, not to mention that there is also a Zhang Butcher, a skyscraper, on their side. Now they all have a feeling of being tricked, and they were frightened by the number of Jiedan monks who are less than them just now, which is really a shame, a shame.

But they were amazed right away. Or shock, horror, fear, despair......

As soon as the Drifting Cloud Valley and Huafeng Sect's Jiedan monks met the gold, silver, and bronze guards led by Qin Feng, they began to bombard indiscriminately, fighting each other without the slightest rule to speak of. For them, the number and the realm are the principles of heaven and earth, but they don't want to meet the team of myth casters!

On the other hand, the gold, silver, and bronze guards were lined up to form a large net, and the light in this large net flickered, either the light of defense or the light of attack. Or the light of change......

The Great War is imminent!

The monks of Drifting Cloud Valley and Huafeng Sect Jiedan issued fatal tricks one after another, but these tricks that were enough to seriously injure the same level on weekdays were useful. The team of nine always had a variety of defenses to keep these attacks at bay.

On the contrary, although the attack released by the nine-member team was slow, the monks of their own side would die if they touched it, and they would die if they touched it.

A late-stage monk spat out a mouthful of essence blood and smeared it on a flying sword, viciously slashing at a team of bronze guards. But as soon as he was halfway through, he was suddenly blocked by a beam of light and turned into nothing.

But immediately, another beam of light came from the center of the Nine, and before he could react, his body was pierced.

When he died, his eyes were still wide, and he was full of doubts and wonders, and he screamed: Why? Why are those early-stage ants that are just easy to kill, able to launch such powerful attacks? Why are there still three or four attributes in that attack that kills themselves, and can't the attributes be fused with each other?

With deep doubts, with deep hatred, this monk of the late stage of the Yudan is gone forever, and there are many more monks who share the same fate as him.

Despair is followed by cold, and the heart is cold and only survives.

Survival is the instinct of every mortal, and it is the instinct of these monks who sacrifice their lives to win gold, and the initial rout is like the turbulent retreat of the Yellow River that bursts its embankment.

When they rushed in, there were nearly a hundred Jiedan monks, but in just a moment, nearly twenty of them had died, while only a few of the Jin and Yin Guards were injured, and the Tong Wei was only three or four.

Where there is a rout, there is an attack.

Qin Feng waved his hand, and the gold, silver, and bronze guards kept their formations unchanged and continued to approach forward, and the faces of each guard were filled with excited, fanatical, and hysterical expressions.

Yes, yes, they are the forgers of myths.

Once upon a time they could only grovel before these monks, but now those who were once high in the later stages of the Yudan were repelled by them like local chickens and dogs, slaughtered by them like mad dogs.

This feeling is so refreshing, it is even cooler than the night of candles in the cave room.

At this moment, Luo Fatzi, Linglong and the others in the formation also saw the support of Qin Feng leading the gold, silver and bronze guards.

Luo Fatzi's excited face flushed and his expression was hideous, he didn't know how to express his feelings now, looking at the nine-pointed star array in the sky like a god-killing battle array, he faintly regretted learning the Dragon Regret Skill.

If it was said that the initial joining of the Bodhi Pavilion was tempted by the forced interests of the situation, then now he is a person who is born in the Bodhi Pavilion and dies as a ghost of the Bodhi Pavilion.

Linglong looked at Qin Fengwei's body, what she saw from that body was more responsibility, the responsibility of a man.

In these years in southern Xinjiang, she is accustomed to seeing all kinds of negative emotions such as human ingratitude, selfishness, etc., but this man has come back to rescue without hesitation regardless of Zhang Tuhu, the fierce god in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

Huang Yihu is thinking. Don't you want to be a blood guard, it's pretty good to look at the nine-pointed star array.

The Seven Sons of Futu were thinking, the Seven-Star Sword Technique passed on to us by the fucking Pavilion Master was much more powerful than the Nine-Pointed Star Array, so we must find a chance to show our performance.

Everyone has different appearances and even different thoughts, but at this moment, everyone in the Bodhi Pavilion has gathered their hearts together because of Qin Feng, exuding a monstrous battle intent. At least in terms of momentum, it has already won.

The monks of the Bodhi Pavilion roared in their hearts, "You have the power to bully others, and we are united."

You have Zhang Butcher in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and we have the blood Bodhi with supernatural powers.

Your forces are several times stronger than mine, and we have unpredictable nine-pointed stars!

While Qin Feng was leading the gold, silver, and bronze guards to advance slowly, the monks of Piaoyun Valley and Huafeng Sect had already gathered with Zhang Tuhu.

"You idiots don't fight on your own, kill these guys out there first. Seeing that Qin Feng was like a bamboo, the corners of his eyes suddenly jumped, and he secretly kicked the iron plate in his heart, as for the anger of the "fool", it had already subsided.

Now it's not just a decisive battle between the four major forces and Bodhi Pavilion. It's a decisive battle for his prestige!

When he was in the human world, he was looked down upon by all kinds of people, and he was scolded as a fool by all kinds of people, and since he entered the cultivation world, he became famous and respected, and over time he liked it, or rather, he fell in love with this feeling.

Come to think of it, the people who compliment him now are all monks, and those mortals who have scolded him are not worthy of these monks, plus his legendary experience and occasional promotion of juniors have made his reputation skyrocketing.

This battle. If he wins, his reputation can certainly be saved, but if he loses, the entire southern Xinjiang will be surrounded by the legendary monk Zhang Tuhu in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty. Defeated by a little-known late Yudan.

In any case, he can't accept this shame, definitely!

In the next moment, Qin Feng had already led the Jin Wei Battle Array and Bai Yu to attack Zhang Tuhu, while the Silver Guard and Bronze Guard attacked the ordinary Jiedan monks.

The power of Qin Feng and Bai Yu both belonged to the early stage of suppressing ordinary Yuan Infants, while Jin Wei's Nine-Pointed Star Array was to kill the early Yuan Infant cultivators. The Jin Wei battle array was responsible for the main attack, and Qin Feng Baiyu was restrained from the side to conduct an offensive battle against Zhang Tuhu.

"Futu Swamp"

"Chaos Thorn"

When Qin Feng resorted to the Futu Swamp. Zhang Butcher suddenly felt that there was nothing beside him, but there was a feeling of sluggishness and sluggishness all over his body.

A little girl who descended like a fairy appeared in the air, and the little girl seemed to say a few words, and Zhang Butcher suddenly felt a headache and almost fell down.

At the next moment when Zhang Tuhu lost his mind, a beam of light mixed with a triple attribute attack shot out from the nine people. Shot straight at him.

Zhang Butcher Cui was caught off guard and hurriedly used his double knives to block, although he blocked the beam, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and he was really embarrassed.

The furious Zhang Butcher swung his two knives, and two extremely powerful sword qi flew out, targeting the necks of Qin Feng and Bai Yu; suddenly, the two of them appeared behind the nine-pointed star array in a flash, but a shield rose in front of the formation to keep Zhang Butcher's attack knife qi low.

On the other side, more than 100 Jiedan monks were no longer flustered, and they were no longer fighting separately, and more than ten people attacked each other in a group, although they were not very skilled, but they also temporarily resisted the attack of the silver guard and the bronze guard.

The Nine-Pointed Star Array was only nine people, and at this moment, it was resisting three times as many enemies as them, and it had to protect those Nine-Pointed Star Monks who had lost their companions. Once the nine-pointed star array is broken and someone dies, the monks who are being protected will immediately replenish it.

The Great War, unprecedentedly tragic!

At this moment, the boundaries of power competition have been transcended, Zhang Tuhu's side is fighting for shame, and Qin Feng's side is fighting for honor.

The battle entered a stalemate, and although Zhang Butcher roared again and again, he still couldn't help Qin Feng Baiyu and Jin Wei's cooperation; although Qin Feng had exhausted his calculations, he could barely fight a draw with Zhang Butcher.

On the other side, the Silver Guard and the Bronze Guard faced three times the enemy with them, although they killed and injured more than ten people, but their own losses were also seven or eight, and because of the long journey, their mana gradually ran out.

Gradually, the scales of victory tipped in favor of the Zhang butcher.

"Scolded, Lao Tzu can't bear it, Lao Tzu wants to fight. With that, Luo Fatzi directly gave up the battle, and his fat body flew out, joining the gap of the nine-pointed star array and taking the opportunity to attack the enemy.

"Hmph, am I just a coward?" Linglong Jiao snorted, and her figure flashed out of the formation, she cultivated the Xiaoyue Jue, and she had just learned a lot from the Seven Star Sword Technique recently, and now it was just time to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, and when the time came, it would be time to see how the Pavilion Master was repaying his debts.

"Brothers, kill, don't be a slave. As he spoke, the Seven Sons of Futu formed a seven-star sword formation and rushed out, and they clearly knew that if the Bodhi Pavilion died, their future would be gone. What's more, now brotherhood has nothing to do with interests.

The yellow sick tiger who was measured by the yin test didn't want to come out, but when his eyes came into contact with the power of Luo Fatzi's regret dragon skill, he immediately decided to say that Lao Tzu wanted to be a blood guard!

When the Yellow Sick Tiger came out, the Liangyi Dust Dividing Array finally collapsed, and when the monks of the Drifting Cloud Valley and Huafeng Sect found that they had resisted them for half a day, there were only eleven people who had been beaten for half a day, and seven were still in the condensation period.

Shame, naked shame filled the hearts of every Drifting Cloud Valley and Huafeng Sect cultivator, and now they couldn't wait to find a pit to bury themselves, and also bury that Zhang butcher.

Shameful and brave, the fighting spirit of Piaoyun Valley and Huafeng Sect became even more turbulent, and they launched a counterattack to the death! (To be continued......