After all, the Twenty-Four of Dize is based on the twenty-four solar terms. The four seasons rotate and day and night alternate. Once it is forcibly reversed, it will go against the natural time and everyone will be backlashed by the formation.
"What are you doing, take action!" Master Li looked at the Zhu family, Tian Hu and Tian Meng who were still in a daze and cursed.
Asking you not to extract the opponent's cultivation level does not mean that you should stop attacking. Before the opponent's cultivation level has filled the entire formation, how about forcibly killing the opponent to prevent the formation from being reversed?
"Yes!" Tian Meng, Tian Hu, and the Zhu family also took action decisively, and coordinated with Master Li to kill Jin Yao.
The grass is withering and the autumn wind is chilling. This is the power of Dize's Twenty-Four Autumn Withering Formations. It can not only extract the enemy's cultivation level, but also transform the environment into an autumn killing.
"I'm here to meet you and see who you are!" Master Li drew his sword and slashed towards Jin Yao. This was a master, a farmer's master who had just broken through to become a master, so he was not taken away by Fang Cheng.
"Seeking death!" Jin Yao looked at Master Li coldly, waved his black eyebrows, and directly faced the sword tips. Then he turned and brought Master Li's sword towards Tian Meng and Tian Hu who took the opportunity to attack.
Among the thousands of figures, the Zhu family's true form was caught and thrown out, and the other shadows also dissipated instantly.
"How is that possible?" Zhu Jia looked confused. How did the other party find him so accurately among thousands of people and hit him with one blow while distracted.
"Wow" Zhu Jia spat out a mouthful of black blood and looked down at his belly. He saw an ink-colored palm print left on the deep-sea cold iron inner armor made of heavy gold under the brocade clothes.
If he hadn't been wearing inner armor, this palm could have killed him directly, and the remaining Mo family's internal energy on it was still eroding the inner armor.
The Zhu family immediately took off the inner armor and threw it away, and then the inner armor exploded instantly.
If he hesitated for a moment longer, it would not be the inner armor that would be dismembered, but him!
The Zhu family was also frightened for a while, but they couldn't remember when the Mo family had such domineering palm skills.
"It's you, you didn't enter Fangcheng!" Master Li heard the sound of the inner armor cracking, turned his head and took a look, and immediately recognized the origin of this palm technique.
"Just because they can't come out doesn't mean I can't come out!" Jin Yao sneered.
Master Li's eyes became even heavier.
"The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, Emperor Yao!" Master Li told the origin of Jin Yao.
He knew that this set of palm techniques was created by Tian Zi Yao. No one knew about it except Tian Zi Yao, who was known for his force and domineering power.
"What!" Tian Hu, Tian Meng and the Zhu family all had pale faces.
Tian Ziyao actually came out of Fangcheng!
Then everything makes sense. No wonder no one in the Mo family opposed it, and a new Juzi was elected so quickly, because they were all candidates for Juzi in the first place!
"The answer is correct, but unfortunately, there is no reward!" Jin Yao smiled, and struck Master Li's chest with another swift palm.
Master Li looked at the powerful palm power that turned into an ink dragon and resolutely sheathed his sword to block it. However, he was still knocked away several feet by the powerful palm power.
Li Shi stepped on the tree trunk with his feet to remove the force from his palms, and the tree fell down. Li Shi also rushed back to the battle group, and fought with Jin Yao in the air, fists and palms hitting each other, and they exchanged in the blink of an eye.
Dozens of palms, and then each of them flew back.
"Pfft" Master Li was not good at fists and kicks, so after a head-on confrontation with Jin Yao, he was directly shocked and suffered internal injuries.
But after Jin Yao landed, he continued to hold his sword against Tian Meng and Tian Hu's attacks as if nothing was wrong.
"Can't we change the formation yet?" Master Li angrily said, Qiu Ku is of no use to the opponent. If they don't change the formation, they will all die here.
"Change the formation!" Situ Wanli was also sweating profusely, and changed the formation again, the four seasons rotated, and it turned to the end of winter!
The cold wind roared, and petals of snowflakes fell in the sky. The ground was also covered with a layer of ice, freezing the withered grass and trees after autumn. It spread towards Jinyao equally quickly, with the intention of limiting Jinyao's speed.
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"We are both masters, but there are differences!" Jin Yao looked at Master Li and sneered.
The Mohist family is invincible in the same realm, this is recognized by the world!
What's more, he has touched that level before, so the master who has just broken through to the master level is so immature in front of him.
"The Confucians haven't taken action yet!" Master Li also knew that he and the farmers alone could not defeat Jin Yao, so he shouted loudly and looked at a cold palace on the edge of Lihu Lake.
At this time, the main door of Leng Palace suddenly opened, and an old man in purple clothes walked out.
"Oh, we still have to take action!" The old man sighed, with a bronze spear in his hand, and his figure appeared behind Jin Yao in an instant, and the spear stabbed directly at Jin Yao's vest.
"Half-Step Heavenly Man! You are the Third Master of the Confucian Confucian Temple!" Jin Yao felt the change in time and space, turned around and avoided it, and recognized the person.
At the Confucian Temple of Confucius, the head of the family and the second husband were all taken away by Fang Cheng, but he didn't expect that such a half-step heavenly being would remain.
"That's so fast. You have indeed stepped into that realm before!" Mr. Confucius Miao San looked at Jin Yao in surprise. A shot that was supposed to be a sure hit was actually dodged.
"Mr. 3, please think carefully. If you can't kill me today, the Mo family will destroy your Confucius Temple!" Jin Yao said, looking at Mr. 3 of the Confucius Temple.
"If you just threaten the farmers, do you think the Mohists would dare to destroy our Confucius Temple?" Mr. Confucius Temple III sneered.
The Confucius Temple is a holy place for Confucianism and a holy place for scholars all over the world. If it was so easy to destroy, it would have been destroyed long ago!
"In that case, just wait!" Jin Yao didn't say anything more, so he shouted coldly, "Stop playing around, go ahead and kill them all!"
"Confucianism!" Tian Meng, Tian Hu and others finally understood that they were actually the first ones, and it was Confucianism who really took action!
In the dispute between scholars, they are simply pawns!
"Oh, he's anxious, then you all go to hell!" The red-haired God Killer whispered, his aura suddenly changed, and the sword in his hand also became extremely scarlet. His whole body was suddenly shaken, and he stayed on the spot.
There was a blood mist, but figures suddenly appeared behind Chen Sheng and Wu Kuang.
Chen Sheng and Wu Kuang both looked at their waists, and Chen Sheng also looked at the giant palace in his hands. They saw that the giant palace was cut off from the middle, the sword tip slipped, the cut was smooth, and their waists were also swept by the sword energy.
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Cut it in two!
The man with the sword was directly cut in half with one sword blow.
"Everyone in the world is white, but I am the only one who is black. If I don't attack Momen, I will love my whole life!"
Waves of neat footsteps and slogans appeared outside Lihu. All the disciples of the farm family looked behind them, only to find that under the night, Mohist disciples dressed in black and white appeared behind them and surrounded them.
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"The Mohist God Killing Sword Formation!" The expressions of Master Li and the Third Master of Confucius Temple suddenly changed. They actually didn't receive any news.
Looking at Han Fei, Black and White Xuanjian and Jing Salad who appeared in his home with open eyes, they also sighed. It was not that he didn't want to tell the Confucians and farmers that the disciples of the Mohist God Killing Sword Formation had arrived, but Black and White Xuanjian's sword had already arrived.
It was in his throat, and he had no chance of spreading it out.