Crazy Martial Arts Sovereign

Chapter 685: Trapped on a mountaintop by design

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When listening to Long Xiangtian's words, Hong Jinju wanted to say something, but suddenly she saw Long Xiangtian waving his hand, and the surrounding environment began to change. In an instant, she took the guards around and flew away, and rushed towards the Jianqing Village. After all, this village must not be a simple thing, otherwise, why is it called Jianqing Village? What does it have to do with Jianqing Sect

"Hey, everyone, wait a moment while I go up and take a look at the situation." Long Xiangtian said this with a smile without any hesitation. He simply waved his hand and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already far ahead. In a trance, he saw these people on the hillside at this time. They were all wearing the clothes of the disciples of Jian Qing Sect.

For a moment, Long Xiangtian, who was watching this scene, smiled slightly, and waved his hand directly. At this time, in front of the person with the highest cultivation, the young cultivator who was about to reach the early stage of Tongxuan realm looked at Long Xiangtian's indifferent face, smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Jian Qingtian asked me to wait for you here, and let me inform you that the people of Jianxuan Sect have been dispatched to kill you. Be careful, we have to chase the troops, and this place has been cleared."

Having said this, he turned around and led these disciples away. Long Xiangtian looked at their backs as they left, and smiled slightly. Without saying anything else, he smiled calmly and said loudly, "Manager, bring them up. They are safe now."

Having said this, he directly found a house and walked in. He slightly activated his spiritual power to cover the whole place. Seeing that there was no danger, he calmly began to practice his skills. Now, Long Xiangtian did not waste a single moment of time in practice. After all, although the world now seems very quiet, it is actually undercurrent and very dangerous. When he began to practice his skills, he saw that the manager at this time began to allocate the accommodation here, plus the night patrols and the night watchmen, and for a while, everything was allocated in an orderly manner.

As time passed slowly, Long Xiangtian had already been practicing in this house for nearly four or five hours. Looking at the surrounding environment at this time, he did not say anything else. He just waved his hand calmly, took out a few storage rings, and started to refine a handful of pills. For a while, he was very busy.

At the foot of this mountain, there are people from various sects all around, and there are also many soldiers guarding below. The number of people is so large that it seems to be close to millions. Even the cultivators here with the highest cultivation have already reached the peak of the Return to God realm, which is the power of the Jianxuan Sect. For a moment, when looking at the surrounding environment at this time, these people also waited quietly, because this time, a powerful person in the Half-Quenching God realm came here, ready to supervise the battle, and must kill Long Xiangtian, otherwise, it will be a huge disaster for the development of the Jianxuan Sect.

Time passed slowly, and at this moment, everyone was ready to fight. After all, they had been gathering for nearly five hours.

As time went by, Long Xiangtian had already walked out of the house with a slight smile on his face. He looked at the two hundred people around him and said with a chuckle, "There are four to five million enemies below. You should run towards the northwest corner first. After all, you are just a group of guards, not the main force, so they will not attack you."

The steward hesitated and was about to say something, but Long Xiangtian smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, let's go."

"Please be careful." The steward also understood, and while saying this, he continued, "Then I will take Hong Jinju and the others to Dongyu."

"Okay, of course. If you find that it's not right, you don't have to take it. I'll go take a look then." Long Xiangtian said this with a slight smile on his face, then he shook his head and grinned, and his figure disappeared in an instant. A long sword appeared in his hand, and it was very straight. It appeared in front of him, and two exquisite swords appeared beside him. Suddenly, there was a green spear, and suddenly, a black long knife was floating not far away. With a slight smile, Long Xiangtian's hands were shaking constantly, and he looked at the surrounding environment. There were some changes in it, and suddenly, small formations were arranged one by one. It can be said that in the past, he rarely used formations to fight the enemy, but today is different. There is an existence with a much higher cultivation level than himself, so he must go all out.

In the past, he had the remaining power after Linglong refined the high-grade immortal material, which gave him the ability to kill gods across levels. However, now, he no longer has this power, and only has his own strength left.

He pondered for a moment, and seeing that the large formations around Ze had been almost arranged, he directly sealed in the wind field, fire field, water field, sword field, and the power of the Mo Shuang Immortal Art that he had comprehended, forming a series of power impacts. Suddenly, he arranged many small formations, some for trapping, some for attack, and some for defense. For a moment, the surrounding environment was very dangerous.

However, it was hidden by Long Xiangtian, and it would be impossible to discover it if one had not reached the Soul Tempering Realm.

The long sword in my hand was sheathed and inserted into the ends of my belt. The black long knife floated quietly behind me, and the spear was the same. In a trance, I saw a black lacquered long stick emerging, and nodded with a slight smile on my lips, and said with a smile: "Now, let's see how far my cultivation has reached."

As he said this with a smile, he took out five or six pills, two for recovering his physical injuries, and three for recovering his internal strength. He waited solemnly.