All Feixian Sect disciples, fierce and murderous, came all the way, like a rolling torrent, sweeping away all obstacles. A dozen or so frightened casual cultivators forgot to evade for a moment. When they realized what they were doing and tried to evade again, they had no chance and were directly killed.
What a domineering momentum! People who don’t know, think that Feixian Sect is the first sect in Immortal Court!
The casual cultivators were disturbed and turned upside down, scrambling to avoid each other like ghosts. From the sect camp not far away, sounds of laughter could be heard from time to time. They just felt that all this seemed to be natural, and no one came to stop it at all. ! Many people's faces clearly showed that before the tense battle for the Ancient Immortal Secret Palace begins, it is really a good entertainment for the Feixian Sect to bring such an interlude! As for the death of a few casual cultivators, how could they take it seriously
In their opinion, if the death of a casual cultivator can make them smile, then it is worth dying!
"This is the horror of the sect. Once a disciple suffers a loss, he will immediately come out in force and fight to the death! It is impossible for a casual cultivator to compete with him!" Jin Ling couldn't help but gasped, her face Full of despair. Feixian Sect has put up such a formation, even if they want to escape, it is impossible for them to escape.
"It's nothing more than bullying the weak and fearing the strong! If it were the Shangsan Sect, not to mention letting their disciples suffer, even if they were riding on their ancestor's head to shit and piss, I'm sure they wouldn't dare to fart!" Baofeng! He curled his lips disdainfully. Although Baofeng is a rough man, he can see some things very carefully and clearly!
Jin Ling shook her head with a bitter expression, "It's a pity that we are not the third sect..."
"But we are even more difficult to mess with than the last three sects!"
Lun Wan'er, who was standing in front, heard the conversation between the two and suddenly turned around and said something to Jin Ling.
Jin Ling shook her head, obviously dissatisfied that Lun Wan'er was still so harsh at this time, but she had no intention of arguing with Lun Wan'er at this time, and said anxiously, "Feixian Sect sent out so many disciples at once, it is clear that they want to kill them all! Among us, you and Wang Qing have the highest cultivation level and are the most likely to escape from the siege. Miss Lun, I beg you, if possible, you must... take Baofeng with you. I will use all my strength to try my best. Help you block the enemy's pursuit..."
Lun Wan'er really didn't like Jin Ling, but she had to say that her love for Baofeng was indeed real and deep. In fact, to be appreciated by such a delicate beauty like Jin Ling, Baofeng must have been very successful in his previous life! Seeing that Baofeng had taken advantage of her, Lun Wan'er couldn't target Jin Ling too much.
With a smile on her lips, Lun Wan'er said, "It seems that you are focusing all your attention on Baofeng. When it comes to others, you are really not very accurate!"
"Miss Lun, I know you have always been prejudiced against me, but now is really not the time to argue..."
This time, before Jin Ling could finish her words, Lun Wan'er suddenly raised her hand to interrupt her, and said in an unflattering tone, "A few flies from Feixian Sect are not enough to make me, Lun Wan'er, run away in embarrassment." . If you don’t want anything to happen to your man, then you have to take care of yourself. How can you rely on others? "
"Miss Lun!"
Jin Ling was anxious and couldn't help but increase her tone. Unfortunately, Lun Wan'er had no intention of listening at all. She turned her head and whispered to Tang Jingruo, and occasionally burst into laughter.
Jin Ling's eyes widened as she watched. The Feixian Sect's army was approaching. Faced with such terrible pressure and threats of life and death, did Lun Wan'er really not care at all? Jin Ling suddenly realized that not only did she not understand Lun Wan'er, she also had no way to deal with this girl! But to be honest, the calmness and calmness shown by Lun Wan'er at this time made her admire her from the bottom of her heart!
"Brother Xue, do you plan to deal with the Feixian Sect like you dealt with the Jinguang Sect?"
Gu Miao looked worried and sad at this time! Although his father was a powerful Earth Immortal and enjoyed a high reputation in the Immortal Court, even so, he did not dare to offend the sect easily. And like Xue Wen and others, who killed hundreds of Jinguang Sect's disciples and then turned around and pointed their swords at another sect whose strength was not inferior to Jinguang Sect, Gu Miao didn't even dare to think about it. This is simply a crazy rhythm!
Faced with this situation, Xue Wen was free and easy, shrugging his shoulders and saying, "Other than that, we don't seem to have any other choice."
"We can stay away for a while and give me some time. Maybe I can use my father to reduce the big problem to the trivial matter!" Gu Miao said hurriedly.
Xue Wen chuckled lightly, turned to look at Gu Miao, and said, "Brother Gu, are you really going to give up on entering the Ancient Immortal Secret Mansion? Do you know that once you miss this opportunity to improve yourself, those before will not be as good as us?" The disciples of the sect can easily trample us under their feet, and we will really disappear from everyone in the future!"
Mentioning this, Gu Miao looked angry and frustrated. He lowered his head and said, "What can we do if we don't give up? The three upper sects have reached an agreement, and the other sects in the Immortal Court are rushing to respond. Our casual cultivators are indeed They have been excluded!"
"Bah! This Immortal Courtyard belongs to everyone, and the Ancient Immortal Secret Mansion is also inhabited by virtuous people. No one has the right to exclude others!"
"That being said, does it mean that you want to be enemies with all the sects?"
"Of course this is not what I want, but I, a monk, go against heaven and rely on the word 'resistance'! When we resist and fight, the Dao is in our heart. If we don't resist or fight, how can we return to the Dao?"
Although Xue Wen's voice was quiet, the words he spoke were extremely powerful. When they reached Gu Miao's ears, they were like thunder and shook his mind! Gu Miao couldn't help but turn her gaze to Xue Wen and looked at it intently, full of admiration and even worship!
Gu Miao has always believed that he is a person who is not lacking in courage and a warrior who dares to fight against the sect. However, now, looking at Xue Wen, the pride in Gu Miao's heart is no longer. The only thing he feels is It’s my own insignificance!
Only then did Gu Miao realize that compared with Xue Wen, he was not only lacking in cultivation and combat power, but also in mood, pride, and truly fearless courage!
The path of a monk has always been difficult and dangerous, full of thorns and thorns. How can we avoid it with fear and difficulty? Among all the strong men from ancient times, which one overcame all obstacles and fought a bloody path to the sky in a desperate situation
Gu Miao's heart was filled with thunder, and his mind was like a storm, cleansing and roaring! The world in front of you seems to suddenly open up, showing another wonderful thing!
Of course Xue Wen could feel Gu Miao's vibration, and he was happy for him in his heart. He patted his shoulder and said, "Brother Gu, why don't we start from now on!"
"Start?" Gu Miao's eyes suddenly narrowed, and lightning flashed in them!
Xue Wen paused heavily, his eyes clear, "Start!"
"Hahaha... You never dreamed that I, Zhu Lai, would still be alive!"
With hundreds of Feixian Sect disciples in tow, Zhu Lai's face was full of impatience. He can't wait to kill Xue Wen and others with the sword, so that the nightmare in his heart will disappear quickly! Since Da's lucky escape that day, he has never truly been at peace. As soon as he closed his eyes, the nightmare-like scene kept playing out before his eyes.
"I didn't expect it, but it doesn't matter. You will inevitably die anyway!"
Xue Wen walked out slowly, his voice was calm, and there was even a smile on his face. But Xue Wen like this still gave Zhu Lai an incomparable sense of oppression. His expression changed several times, and he couldn't help but take a step back!
Although it was only one step, it was enough to make him feel ashamed and angry in front of so many senior brothers. Gritting his teeth, he shouted sternly, "Do you think today is the same as that day? That day you took advantage of the large number of people and killed my two senior brothers Wei Chen and Jin Ping. Today you can only kneel down obediently and wait for death!"
"We relied on the large number of people that day? Geez... You are really eloquent! Okay, how about you and I one on one today?" Lun Wan'er sneered and drew her sword.
A trace of panic immediately flashed across Zhu Lai's face. That day, Lun Wan'er became more and more courageous as he fought, gradually forcing Wei Chen to lose his ability to resist. Zhu Lai saw it with his own eyes. How could he dare to challenge Lun Wan'er in a duel
"The door to the secret palace is about to open. Who has time to fight with you? Brothers, everyone rush forward and deal with them as soon as possible. Many treasures in the secret palace are waiting for us all!"
Zhu Lai was good at finding excuses and easily avoided Lun Wan'er's challenge.
"Don't say it, you reminded me! Time is tight and we can't afford to delay! Do it!"
Xue Wen shouted, and Lun Wan'er, Wang Qing, Chen Qing and others immediately pounced out like a pack of wolves locked on their prey.
"What!?"
This scene almost made Zhu Lai's eyes fall out in shock! He never dreamed that Xue Wen, a mere twenty people, would have the courage to attack hundreds of elite Feixian Sect disciples on his side!
what is this? A small number of people bully a large number of people? Zhu Lai's head was in a trance, and he felt like the world was hanging upside down!
Jin Ling was also stunned at this time!
When Xue Wen ordered the attack, she was desperately thinking about how to protect Baofeng in the bloody battle. However, before she could figure it out, Lun Wan'er and the others had already rushed over.
What's happening here? Shouldn't it be Feixian Sect who launches the attack, and then Xue Wen and the others form a circle and defend vigorously until the last person falls? This is obviously logical!
But soon, Jin Ling no longer cared about the illogical things, because a scene that shocked her almost to the point of explosion happened!
Lun Wan'er and Wang Qing's combat prowess was of course astonishing, but the other twenty or thirty casual cultivators who usually kept silent and were almost ignored by Jin Ling also burst out with extremely terrifying force at this time. The combat power of each one far exceeds that of ordinary ninth-grade human immortals!
This gave Jin Ling the feeling as if she had always thought she was living in a sheepfold. Unexpectedly, when she woke up, all the sheep around her suddenly turned into wolves and tigers!
There were only twenty or thirty people, but they were like twenty or thirty extremely sharp daggers, cutting into the Feixian Sect disciples like a cake, and then stirred wildly, rolling up waves of blood one after another, and shot out in the air. A piece of blood turned into a rain of blood, pouring out wantonly and shocking!
… (To be continued)