"Xi Remnant!" Wei Tian cried out.
With the disappearance of the sword light, a thin figure appeared, exactly the residual trace of Xi.
There is still a smile on his face: "Zhenhen has seen three uncles."
"You don't need to have seen it." Wei Tian hurriedly flew in: "It's fine if you stop him, who let you kill him with a single sword. Alas, this is great. Both of them killed an opponent. I just fought for a long time, and I didn't get anything, but let you get it cheap."
Xi Canhen smiled and said, "It's my nephew who is incompetent. My nephew also knows that my nephew is only good at assassination, not good at keeping people. So he made a heavy shot. Please forgive me."
Wei Tianchong said bluntly: "You guys rarely come to this set, and say, have you been hiding here a long time ago waiting to pick up the opportunity?"
Even though Xi Canhen is the Purple Mansion, he has always followed the way of assassination. The technique of hiding and hiding is unparalleled in the world. As long as he wants to hide, except for Yun Tianlan and Tang Jie in the Washing Moon faction, he is afraid that no one can find him, even if he is. Ling Xiao and Xiao Biehan couldn't do it.
However, because of this, he is not good at face-to-face combat, and every shot must be an assassination.
In normal times, such methods are unremarkable, and Xi Canhen does not have much opportunity to perform, but in this Xiu World War, Xi Canhen's assassination method is of great use.
He is fascinating on the battlefield, with a high cultivation base, strong strength, and never loves to fight, he leaves with one blow, and the use of fighters can be said to be unmatched, so he won the nickname of a messenger of the underworld on the battlefield.
The remnants of the night ambassador is the best portrayal of his danger.
Cai Junyang and the three of them have been fighting for many days since the start of the war, but it was only today that they finally opened, killing one Purple Mansion each. And Xi Canhen, including Wei Tianchong's, the Zifu mansion in his hand already had four lives, so it's no wonder Wei Tianchong was so unhappy.
Faced with Wei Tianchong's question at this moment, Xi Canhen just said: "The Xifengling battlefield is in a hurry, and the second junior brother has gone to support. Send me to urge several uncles to go quickly."
As soon as they heard the term Second Junior Brother, everyone immediately became solemn.
Xi Canhen's junior is naturally the second tiger that Tang Jie brought back from Qingyun.
It's just that the second tiger is no longer the second tiger, but the famous blood knife king Posha.
The word "posha" represents his life, character, temperament, and even his secret, destiny and path.
In the Huadian of the Purple Mansion, Tang Jie's great destiny technique did not favor Wang Posha, but left it alone.
But as the son of destiny, it will be a matter of time before he achieves the Purple Mansion.
In fact, this sooner or later was faster than everyone imagined. Soon after Wei Tianchong and others were promoted to the Purple Mansion, Wang Posha broke through the bottleneck in a retreat and successfully promoted to the Purple Mansion.
Wang Posha, who was promoted to the Purple Mansion by himself, was much stronger than his peers in strength from the beginning. Even Cai Junyang, who was known as the strongest among Tang Jie's early classmates, was actually not as good as Erhu.
In addition, he was respectful, persevering, and highly appreciated by the public. He was highly regarded by the senior leaders of the Baptized Moon Sect, and he was soon regarded as the successor of the Moon Sect after Ling Xiao Xuanyue. Since Tang Jiezhi is not sending the leader, it is very likely that he will succeed Xuan Yue in the future.
Facing the future Young Sovereign, even those who are as strong as Cai Junyang and Qi Shaoming admire him.
As soon as he heard what he meant at this moment, everyone didn't hesitate anymore and flew to the Xifengling battlefield together.
The Xifengling battlefield is one of the main nodes of the Great Boundary Formation, and there are 36 formations in this area. Once this place is broken, it will have a serious impact on the entire structure of the formation. In order to ensure safety, the Washing Moon faction has set up a large sands formation here, and will be protected by strong hands from Qianqingzong.
In spite of this, the Xifengling battlefield encountered an unprecedented strong attack from the two demons and demons, and it was the Qingyang three sons and the magic gate Shuangsha who once shot in the change of Yunmeng who were in charge of the attack. A total of twelve members of the Purple Mansion Realm Strongman.
Faced with this situation, Qianqingzong was unable to support him, so he could only call for help. Wang Posha personally led the team to first aid when he heard that, but Xi Canhen was sent here to ask for help.
At this moment, after hearing what Xi Canhen said, Cai Junyang already said, "What are you waiting for? Don't go quickly!"
The four had already rushed to the Xifengling battlefield.
The battlefield of Xifengling, here is the golden wind dancing wildly, the sand sea is surging into the sky, there is a sound of screaming for killing, and there are monks from the two races of demons and monsters everywhere.
To the south of the Sands Formation, in an empty space, a big man with a rusty knife in his chest was fighting against three monks. It was the second tiger of the year, and now the young master of the Xiyue faction, the blood knife king broke the evil spirit.
The three cultivators who were hostile to him were all Zifu cultivation bases, with vast supernatural powers and mighty world. They only saw boundless storms caused by their supernatural magic spells everywhere. Wang Posha was completely fearless, running freely in the sea of storms.
His fighting method is extremely simple, there are no gorgeous magical powers, no mysterious secrets, no incomprehensible, weird magical magical spells, and he does not rely on the treasures of the gods. He just makes a rusty knife swing around. , But the three cultivators of the Purple Mansion were extremely afraid of this simple sword technique and did not dare to let it come close to them.
And their magical powers acted on Wang Posha's body, and it blew through the body like a storm, setting off traces of blood and scratches. Wang Posha still didn't realize it, just brandishing the knife on his own. Only by looking carefully will you discover that with his swing of the sword, those magic magical powers are automatically broken and annihilated under this swing, turning into the most primitive spiritual tide and dissipating.
Despite this, facing the joint attack of the three Zifu repairers, Wang Posha's rusty knife was still swung slower and slower. As his movements slowed down, the attack from the opponent became visibly fierce, and Wang Posha appeared on his body. The wounds also began to increase significantly, more and more, and denser. Wang Posha didn't feel it at all, he just kept swinging his knife.
flutter!
A Xuanyin finger hit Wang Posha's body, Wang Posha's footsteps staggered, and there were patches of frost on his body, and a rusty knife was solidified as a whole, and his movement stopped. A skinny cultivator from the Purple Mansion was overjoyed when he saw this, thinking that he had to plan to attack with all his strength. Just as he was planning to attack, a short and fat cultivator beside him shouted, "Junior, be careful!"
Seeing the rusty knife in Wang Posha's hand suddenly shined brightly, and he was slashing at the thin man. The thin man let out a scream, as if his throat was pinched. Looking at the wound again, the blood rushed forward, rushing outwards without stopping.
The skinny cultivator quickly withdrew and tapped his arm. Seeing that he could not stop the spread of the injury, he cruelly took out a bottle of medicine from the mustard bag and poured his head back into his throat. Only then did he feel the injury. It's getting better gradually.
I was also secretly shocked, knowing that the blood knife king's prestige was well-known, and anyone who was injured by him would easily lose combat effectiveness. This is not to say that he feeds poison on the knife, but is caused by the unique secret method he has cultivated.
Over there, Wang Posha finally retreated back after using the knife, and a large piece of golden sand rolled behind him. The sand covers the sky, and the grains are like needles, hitting people, each with the power of pinning muscles and bones.
The Sanxiu knew the horror of this Jinsha, so he dared not pursue it, so he could only watch Wang Posha take the opportunity to rest, and shouted back together: "Hurry up and break the formation!"
I saw a group of cultivators in the distance rushing forward, everyone holding a thing high, but it was a clam shell. Those clam shells opened their mouths slightly, and a gust of wind came out of the shell, blowing into the formation. Seeing the wind and dust dancing in the sands array, golden light filled the sky, the sands array was blown tottering under this storm.
In the depths of the formation, there are hundreds of cultivators, who are members of the Thousand Love Sect, looking at the wind and sand around them, all with expressions of horror.
Suddenly there was a huge rumbling in the distance, and the entire Sands Array shook. Someone said: "The door was breached."
Hearing this, everyone felt desperate. The Sands Array has seven gates, and the seven doors are broken. The Sands Array is doomed to not last long, and there are not many monks coming from other directions, and most of them have died in battle.
A female nun said: "Who rushed out of the battle with me, rushed for a while, and delayed them from breaking the battle?"
But no one has an interface.
It's not unwilling, but everyone is exhausted, everyone is wounded, but outside the line, there are many times their enemies.
"It seems that I'm going to die here after all." A slender woman with apricot eyes sighed, her voice was so sad that she couldn't help but hear her.
But seeing that the rested Wang Posha Rusty Knife stood up and stepped out of the battlefield again. It's just that the body shook slightly, and the place where Xuan Yin's finger had hit before was still braving the cold air, touching the ground, actually turning the entire ground into freezing ice. This is exactly the power of the Xuan Yin finger just now, even a trace of residual power is enough to freeze a cultivator with a heavenly mind.
But Wang Posha just stepped out of the battlefield if he didn't know it. It was so shocked that the cultivator stopped at the same time, and didn't dare to break the formation.
The previous three cultivators met and greeted them together. What greeted them was a brilliant sword light that filled the sky. Accompanied by the terrifying confrontation, the three cultivators from the Purple Mansion realm fell back together, with bleeding marks on their bodies at the same time, Wang Po Sha did not retreat, but a hideous wound appeared on his chest, abdomen and face. These wounds all carried the strange energy of the three people, which lasted for a long time and were difficult to eliminate, and they were always eroding Wang Posha's physical strength.
Wang Posha still stood tall, just staring at the front.
The three cultivators in the Purple Mansion realm were badly injured. They didn't dare to step forward for a while, they could only point to the front and shout: "He has been severely injured by me, so why are you hesitating? I haven't stepped forward to kill him, Those who beheaded, reward a treasure!"
Hearing this, everyone became excited. A magician cultivator had a golden bell on his head, holding a scimitar and rushing towards Wang Posha. The golden bell was covered with a piece of divine light to protect his body. Wang Posha just slapped it at will. The soul-transforming cultivator had already been slashed by him, and the so-called body guard Jinzhong seemed to be nonexistent.
Seeing this, all the practitioners stopped their movements at the same time, not daring to move forward. When the Sanxiu saw him, he shouted sternly: "What are you afraid of, continue to charge, he doesn't have much strength! If there is a beheader, he will be rewarded with a million dollars and a top-grade fairy mansion!"
The reward of improvement once again stimulated everyone's spirits, and another group of practitioners rushed forward and shot Wang Posha from a distance. A rain of blood exploded in the middle of the crowd. Wang Posha waved the rusty knife and swiped it away. Everywhere where the knife fell, a sorrowful cultivator died. No body shield can stop this rusty knife.
Only as group after group of cultivators arrived, Wang Posha gradually lost his support, and his body finally shook.
Although it was just a flicker, it gave people great confidence. Someone shouted: "He is going to die!"
The offensive is stronger.
Wang Posha gritted his teeth and stood in front of the formation for half a step. The rusty knife continued to dance, cutting off a repairer's head, but was also pointed on his chest by the repairer's dying counterattack. Wang Po Without humming, he slashed back and slashed the cultivator who rushed on the side. At the same time, he was also hit by other people's magic weapons for three times. Although each blow is not a big problem for him, but the accumulation of small amounts makes more, the injury has gradually worsened.
At this time, he had been hit by at least 20 magic weapons and suffered no less than 70 wounds all over his body. As he continued to fight hard, his mana was reduced, his vigor was exhausted, and his eyes were dazzled, but Wang Posha was still fighting. Non-refundable.
The blood has stained his whole body, but the sword is still waving, and no one of the countless cultivators can get close to him. It seems that he is the only one, the copper wall and the iron wall, and it is horrified to see.
Of course, during this continuous attack, the three Purple Mansion cultivators have gradually recovered. They changed one after the other, glanced at each other, and laughed at the same time: "I'll wait and end this person."
But even the reward can be saved.
Wang Posha sighed secretly, knowing that he couldn't stop the opponent in the end.
I was sighing helplessly, but heard a voice sounded: "Who dares to hurt my nephew will not die!"
A piece of giant hand covering the sky was already rumbled down, bringing boundless power, but it was Wei Tianchong and others who finally came.