Elder Wu couldn't see it, but Mrs. Yan and Li Fulin who were in the formation could see it clearly.
The formation on the altar is so precise and vicious. With Li Fulin's cultivation base and the information that Mrs. Yan has gathered bit by bit over the years, and she is so cautious, these people just pounced on them like moths. Fighting the fire, Li Fulin could clearly see that they were immediately engulfed by the flames as soon as they touched the edge of the formation. All this happened in an instant, and those people didn't even have time to fear, pain, or blink, and they were wiped out.
Mrs. Yan didn't care much about the death of people in Tianjian City.
If they don't die, she will die, and Xiaodong will die even more.
"Wu Yi."
Li Fulin concentrated his energy and changed his position again, facing Mrs. Yan far away.
Mo Chen and the others also approached the altar.
There was a stalemate for two.
On Elder Wu's side, no one dared to charge up anymore. This formation is so weird, seeing how many lives are filled into it, I can't even hear a sound. Elder Wu didn't know if it was his own illusion, he always felt... This altar was not what he thought it was for many years. In the past, he and others believed that the altar should be the foundation of Tianjian City. Only with the altar, could they maintain Tianjian City's prosperity and provide continuous aura for Tianjian City.
But now seeing the altar devouring one life after another without hesitation, Elder Wu suddenly felt fear in his heart.
The altar seemed to him... like an insatiable mouth. At first it had a small appetite, but later, people's stupidity fueled its greed, and the time interval between its needs to eat became shorter and shorter, and it became more and more difficult to satisfy.
And now... it only eats one person, is that enough? The previous generation of city lords had grown up at any rate, married a wife and had children, and had abundant spiritual power. But how old does this kid of this generation look like? Having been wandering outside must have a low level of cultivation...
But Tian Jiancheng couldn't wait any longer.
Elder Wu looked at the three people across from him.
He didn't take Mo Chen seriously at all. In his eyes, Mr. Wan was his rival.
In the eyes of others, this man has always been Madam Yan's running dog. He is usually silent, and few people pay attention to him, let alone put him in their eyes. But Elder Wu never underestimated him.
This Mr. Wan came from outside like Mrs. Yan. Elder Wu remembered very clearly that shortly after Mrs. Yan came to Tianjian City, this man came to Tianjian City without showing any signs.
He was not the only person who came with Mrs. Yan at that time, but the others died or left Tianjian City due to various reasons shortly thereafter, and he is the only one who has remained until now.
As for what he was like in the beginning, Elder Wu doesn't remember much. How could he pay attention to such a small person at that time? When Elder Wu remembered him, it would be after the death of the city lord.
The young master disappeared, and this person also disappeared. The coincidence of time made it difficult for Elder Wu not to think about it.
Looking at it now, it was Mrs. Yan who guarded and robbed herself at that time, and asked people to take the young master away from Tianjian City. But the blood of the Xie family is the blood of the Xie family. Even if they left Tianjian City and grew up elsewhere, wouldn't they return to Tianjian City in the same way now
This is fate! From the very beginning, Xie's family was doomed to live and die with Tianjiancheng, and they could not be separated.
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Elder Wu couldn't help but overcast clouds in his heart.
But this is the last direct bloodline of the Xie family, and it is obviously impossible for this young man to leave another offspring at such a young age.
If the blood of the Xie family is cut off at this time, what will happen to Jiancheng tomorrow
Elder Wu suppressed the question that made him uneasy, and pointed the long sword in his hand at Mr. Wan, locking him with murderous intent.
Mo Chen firmly guarded Xiaodong behind his back.
A real man from Amami Castle, who treated him with extreme contempt because of his age, soon reaped the consequences.
He didn't go all out at all, plus he was still worried about Xiaodong who was behind Mo Chen, but when Mo Chen's long sword was out of its sheath, and the heavy killing intent oppressed him so much that he couldn't breathe at all, and it was difficult to move, this person knew that he had the strength to move. How underestimated the young opponent in front of him.
Under the force of the sword energy, he couldn't even open his eyes, and he desperately screamed in his heart to run away, but he couldn't move.
He is too underestimated...
But there will never be a chance to do it again in life. This person who didn't even see his face clearly was severely injured by Mo Chen, and the sharp sword energy pierced his chest. One moment he was aggressive, but the next moment his entire body was blown away. He was out of breath before he hit the ground.
Not only he was killed by this sword, but also a disciple of Tianjian City who was very close to him. Although he was not injured by the sword energy head-on, but he was close, and his skill was far less solid and profound than the others. After being swept away by the remaining power of the sword energy, he finally remembered that he heard a click.
It was the sound of bones breaking in the neck.
The movement here is jaw-dropping.
Even though Elder Wu and Mr. Wan are ready to go now, they are still aware of the movement here.
Mr. Wan was extremely surprised, but these emotions were not revealed in his expression.
He knew that Li Fulin's skills were good, and many people looked down on him because of Huiliu Mountain's insignificant reputation and weakness, thinking that his amazing talent in the early years was just a flash in the pan, and now he has long been reduced to a mediocre person.
But Mr. Wan knew it was not like that. He knew how much strength Li Fulin had under his plain and low-key appearance. It was a helpless move for him to choose Li Fulin and Tuogu, but he also believed that it was much better for Xiaodong to follow Li Fulin than to follow himself.
It's just that now Mr. Wan realizes that he still underestimated this old acquaintance.
Mo Chen is his big apprentice, and he is only in his twenties this year. Although he has some reputation among the younger generation, before today, Mr. Wan did not expect that his cultivation has reached such a level.
That sword strike just now was astonishing, killing a real person and two capable disciples in Tianjian City in one face-to-face encounter.
The death of those people is certainly due to their underestimation of the enemy, but even if they did not underestimate the enemy, it is almost impossible to avoid the sword just now....
This level of cultivation, placed in Tianjian City, needless to say the younger generation of disciples, I am afraid that several real people are no match. Even against someone like Elder Shangwu, he is still capable.
To be able to teach a young disciple so well, Li Fulin's strength is even more inestimable.
But this point they want to diverge.
Even Li Fulin doesn't know Mo Chen's current strength. If he wasn't trapped in the formation now, Li Fulin would also be surprised if he saw Mo Chen's sword. He knew his apprentice, at least a year ago, Mo Chen never had this kind of strength. Such a profound skill has almost doubled compared to a year ago.
But this is not the sword that Mo Chen swung with all his strength.
Elder Wu took a deep breath. He knew that today was a tough battle, and the opponent was also trying to save his life. He would never lose his fighting spirit easily and be defeated by him.
But if he fails today, not only himself, but also the entire Tianjian City will be wiped out and cease to exist.
The halo on the formation suddenly flickered, first dimmed, then brightened again. Perhaps because of this flicker, Xiaodong felt that the halo seemed to be brighter than before.
With that flash just now, Xiaodong's chest seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, his eyes darkened, his ears buzzed, his internal organs seemed to be turned upside down by the shock.
The formation is more radiant, master and the others will not have any accidents in the formation, right
Xiaodong was really worried.
On the side of the altar, Mr. Wan and Elder Wu have already fought.
The swords of both of them are not in common appearance. Mr. Wan's sword is thin and sharp, but Elder Wu's sword is just the opposite. The sword is wider and thicker than ordinary swords. It can be seen that the weight is not light, and the swordsmanship is also dignified and vigorous.
However, Mr. Wan has consumed a lot of real energy and suffered minor injuries along the way, but Elder Wu is full of energy, and it can be said that he has 30% of the winning side first.
Xiaodong swallowed hard, and he raised his hand to part the collar of his shirt.
It was so stuffy in here that he couldn't breathe.
He could no longer see the movements of Elder Wu and Mr. Wan clearly. The cultivation of those two people was very advanced, once they met, the vertical and horizontal sword intent had already forced people to retreat outwards to avoid being affected, and their movements could not be seen clearly by ordinary people.
"Hmm..." Xiaodong swallowed the pain that came to his lips, and tightly covered his chest with his hands.
It seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, twisted into a ball, the pain was like... like a knife had been stabbed in, not only that, the knife was still stirring, and he was breathing hard , but every time I exhale, my chest hurts.
Amid the chaos, Wang Mengchen looked inconspicuous.
He was in the crowd just now, and he clearly saw Mo Chen's sword just now.
There is no dazzling sword light, nor flashy moves that dazzle the eyes. Just such a seemingly ordinary jump up and a random swing of the sword caused the several people who were facing him to bump into the stone wall, and died without even making a sound.
The other party is not even as old as him.
Wang Mengchen's eyes widened uncontrollably.
That sword was lifted as if it were light, and the sword intent that Wang Mengchen revealed from it would not be able to reach it even if he practiced for another ten or twenty years... or even longer, maybe he would not be able to comprehend such a sword intent in his entire life. Not to mention the opponent's strong skill, how did he practice it? Judging by his age, even if he started practicing kung fu from the womb, it is impossible for him to be so powerful.
It must be because of some medicine. Some secret medicines can forcibly increase a person's skill in a short period of time, and it is said that the most can be multiplied several times, but that is at the cost of damaging oneself or even life.
Wang Mengchen believed that the other party had taken medicine.
But even so, he would never move forward.
He is not an opponent, Wang Mengchen understands this very well. Since he is not an opponent, why bother to die in vain
He is not so afraid of death, but he is afraid that his death is useless. Just like those three people just now, they were chopped off by the sword as soon as they met each other, but it was of no use. (to be continued)