When the Holy Son heard this, his face instantly turned pale.

But after a while, he actually gritted his teeth and said, "Okay"

Immediately, he actually relented, took out a sharp blade, took the initiative to cut off an arm, and then left the competition

Feichen laughed, very satisfied, and did not stop this person again.

Li Muran was quite shocked when he saw this, although it was not difficult for a sixth-order werewolf to be reborn with a broken arm, it was inevitable that he would also suffer a lot of vitality and rest for a while. What kind of magical means did this Feichen have that could force his opponent to be so timid towards him, and would rather cut off his own arm than fight him

"It's worthy of the Flying Star, you can force the opponent to surrender without making a move, admire and admire" Cang Wujian smiled slightly, and arched his hand to Feichen from a distance.

After Cang Wujian and Feichen stood up and eliminated an opponent one after another, the holy sons of other major tribes also took action; These holy sons from the big tribe are really a powerful group, at most three moves and two styles, they won easily, and more than ten people were eliminated in a moment.

The second holy son of the Cangfeng tribe, who had been silent, and who also only had a fifth-order cultivation, also stood up to pick an opponent at this time. However, when he was about to attack the Holy Son from a moderate tribe, all of a sudden, more than a dozen people around the Holy Son gathered together, leaning on each other, and there was a great tendency to join forces.

Everyone was stunned, the Hundred Wolves War has always been a melee of their own battalions, and only those with a strong group can be sure to fight to the end; But unexpectedly, there were eighteen holy sons joining forces to fight.

Judging from the trend of these eighteen people joining forces, it is obvious that they are not a temporarily agreed alliance, but have already been negotiated and practiced together.

These eighteen holy sons are all from some medium-sized tribes, and their own strength is considered to be in the middle among the holy sons, and it is almost impossible to stand out from the holy sons of the major tribes with their personal strength alone; However, after joining forces in this way, it seems that there are some opportunities.

As for the holy sons of those big tribes, their own strength is extremely strong, and there is no need to join forces with others; Moreover, the interests of the various tribes are intricate, and even if they want to join forces, it is not so easy. These eighteen werewolves were able to join forces to fight, and it must have been a master who worked hard behind the scenes for a long time to facilitate this matter, which was not easy.

Cang Wuxian was stunned for a moment, then pointed to one of the werewolves, and said coldly: "This Holy Son is the only one to deal with, if you don't want to die, get out of the way."

The eighteen werewolves did not move at all, and one of the werewolves said: "My eighteen holy sons have already made an agreement that if they want to win, they will win together, and if they want to lose, they will lose together, and they will never fall behind."

Li Muran frowned, it seemed that these eighteen werewolves were quite united, and only in this way could they hold on to the end of the first round with the holy sons of those big tribes.

"Okay" Cang Wuxian sneered, "That Holy Son will fulfill you and wait"

With that, he soared into the sky and floated above the eighteen werewolves.

Li Muran was shocked when he saw this scene, it seemed that Cang Wuxian, who was only a fifth-order cultivator, did not plan to change his goal, but wanted to eliminate all these eighteen werewolves by himself

This approach is obviously arrogant and arrogant, but it also shows that he is extremely confident in his own strength

Eighteen werewolves, each nervously looking at the cangwu above their heads, did not dare to move. The position where these eighteen werewolves stood had already been rehearsed many times, and it was the most familiar position for everyone, how to take care of each other, how to join forces to attack, all of which were closely related to this position, so they didn't dare to move.

Cang Wuxian glanced at them coldly, and suddenly with a wave of his hands, several wolf claw lights shot out and struck at the eighteen werewolves below.

These eighteen werewolves immediately struck out one after another, each of them also struck out one claw shadow after another, and instantly condensed a huge wolf claw shadow, dissolving all of Cang Wuxian's attacks, and having the spare strength to continue to attack Cang Wuxian.

Cang Wuxian stretched out his hand and patted it gently, and a sharp spiritual light flashed, crushing the huge claw shadow. Obviously, with the blow just now, Cang Wuxian didn't exert all his strength, just a test.

"Although this guy is a fifth-order cultivator, his mana is so thick that he is comparable to me" Li Muran was slightly surprised, it seems that there are heavens outside the sky, there are people outside the people, and there are countless wizards in the immortal cultivation world

Cang Wuxian tried a few times, but he couldn't attack; These eighteen werewolves joined forces, attacking and defending as one, but it was difficult to break them one by one. However, Cang Wuxian obviously didn't do his best.

After some temptation, Cang Wuxian suddenly had a golden glow all around him, and the eighteen werewolves under him suddenly became even more nervous, looking at Cang Wuxian without blinking.

However, the golden light suddenly flashed, and it was so dazzling that the eighteen werewolves subconsciously closed their eyes, although they immediately forcibly opened their eyes, but they saw that there were several more hateless figures in the air at this moment, and they were exactly the same.

There were seven or eight Cang Wu Hate in mid-air, and the aura form was exactly the same, and there was no flaw at all.

Immediately, the golden light flashed again, and seven or eight more "Cang Wu Hate" flew out of each of the seven or eight "Cang Wu Hate", and all of a sudden, dozens of "No Hate" appeared in mid-air.

The eyes of the eighteen werewolves widened and they were terrified, because they couldn't tell which one was the real Cang Wuxi.

"What a powerful illusion" Li Muran secretly praised in his heart, although he practiced the dark pupil technique, but there were hundreds of zhang apart, and he couldn't tell the truth or falsehood, I don't know if he could see the clue if he got closer.

"Phantom wolf technique, tsk, in the rumors of the secret art that has long been lost, only a very small number of core clansmen of the Phantom Tribe can perform this technique; However, the Phantom Tribe had already died out a hundred years ago, and unexpectedly, there were still core disciples who had joined the Cangfeng Tribe, and some of the werewolves in the Law Phase Period who watched the battle also began to discuss.

After Cang Wuxian conjured up dozens of figures, suddenly, those figures all pounced on the eighteen werewolves below; These eighteen werewolves were shocked, and they joined forces to sacrifice countless claw shadows, attacking every "cang-hate-free" around them

However, these "hateless beings" were easily defeated by them one by one, turning into bits of spiritual light and disappearing, and it turned out that they were all phantoms.

And in mid-air, there is still a "no hatred", which should be the real essence.

Cang Wuxi's old technique was repeated, and dozens of figures were conjured, and then he continued to attack the eighteen werewolves.

These werewolves didn't dare to be careless at all, and they tried their best to defend and counterattack, but all the attacks on them were phantoms, and their counterattack failed again.

Cang Wuxian smiled slightly, and conjured up a large number of figures, as if he was deliberately teasing these werewolves.

The surrounding holy sons, the holy sons of those big tribes, disdain to act on their own identities,

To sacrifice so many phantoms, the mana consumed is naturally not small, but this hateless mana is very deep, and it is not a big problem.

A large number of phantoms attacked the eighteen werewolves for the third time, and the Cang Wu Hate body in mid-air was looking at this qiē with a smile.

This time, the eighteen werewolves still didn't dare to be careless, and they took action one after another to eradicate these phantoms one by one.

However, one of the afterimages actually ignored the claw shadows sacrificed by the eighteen werewolves, and directly deceived the side of one of the werewolves, and then turned into a golden light and slashed down

"Turning a knife and slashing" Li Muran's heart sank, "It turns out that this is his body"

At the same time, the "no hatred" in mid-air turned into a bubble and disappeared.

The werewolf body is far stronger than the human race, and it can exert some special magical powers, such as this kind of sword slash, the whole body is integrated with sword magic weapons, and it is slashed out like a sharp blade, which can burst out the whole body and mana in one hit, which is extremely powerful.

Although the eighteen werewolves joined forces, at most they connected the aura of the protective body, but the armor of their respective protective bodies could not be stacked together to defend.

And Cang Wuxian's slash was incomparably powerful, and he easily defeated the layer of aura that shrouded the eighteen werewolves and slashed at one of the werewolves

"Bang" The golden light flashed, and the werewolf was split in half from head to tail, and blood flowed all over the ground immediately, and the tragic situation was terrible.

If these eighteen werewolves knew that this phantom was the essence of Cang Wuxi, under the joint attack of concerted efforts, they could also replace defense with offense and defuse the powerful blow of Cang Wuxi; However, they didn't know which phantom was real and which was fake, and when they joined forces, they were not targeted, which greatly dispersed the attack power, giving Cang Wu Hate a chance to take advantage of it

What makes these werewolves even more frustrating is that although they have suffered a big loss and one of their companions has died, they still have no way to solve this trick, and they have no way to solve it

"No wonder this son can become the second holy son of the Cangfeng tribe, although his cultivation is not high, his attack power is extremely domineering, and his illusion is so superb, it is indeed extremely difficult to deal with" Li Muran said secretly in his heart.

At this time, Cang Wuxian's old trick was repeated, and many phantoms were conjured up again and again, besieging these werewolves from all directions, and his body was also mixed in from time to time, casting a fierce killing blow to severely damage these werewolves

In the face of the obvious difference in strength, the holy sons of these middle tribes, even if they join forces, are invincible to real masters like Cang Wuxian, because joining forces is not a simple superposition of strength, real masters, often with few enemies, are fully capable of finding the flaws of these people's alliances, so as to break them individually and gradually disintegrate their joint forces

It was just half a pillar of incense, and Cang Wuxian killed three werewolves one after another, and every shot was a one-hit kill, never leaving a living mouth, and he seemed to be completely unafraid of being hated by the middle tribe where these holy sons belonged

This decisive ruthlessness alone was enough to ⊥ his opponent tremble

The huge competition platform has become a stage for wanton performances without hatred. At this time, his limelight even overshadowed the first holy son of other big tribes such as Cangwujian and Feichen

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