"Have you thought about it? Hahahaha, who wouldn't say such self-righteous and self-deceptive words? Everyone, cripple him!" Xia Baichuan showed his powerful fangs, gave the order directly, and said.
He sneered, thinking that he would win this battle.
There are twenty or thirty disciples here, how many are there in total for Lin Changan across from them? There are only five disciples, how to fight?
In an instant, many disciples formed a combined attack formation and came to hunt him in an instant.
"Boom!"
Lin Changan's backhand was a punch to kill, directly knocking back a late-stage Fusion Spirit disciple in front of him. In terms of individual combat power, Lin Changan was worthy of any late-stage Fusion Spirit disciple.
"How dare a group of crooked melons and jujubes dare to attack me?" Lin Changan smiled faintly, and once again fought with long fists, one against five, hanging up and beating five disciples, even if they had the skill of combined strikes, so what?
With Lin Changan's Vajra Holy Body, he was able to achieve a late-stage fusion spirit in an instant, and he was even able to start a battle with several late-stage fusion spirits. This was absolutely true.
"clang!"
The void halberd was swung out by Lin Chang'an, one against five, with unparalleled combat power. It pressed down on the five disciples and directly hammered it. The moment the halberd fell, the arm of one disciple was shaking, and the entire weapon in his hand seemed to be thrown out.
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"Everyone, come together!" Xia Baichuan shouted from behind. He didn't want to take action earlier, otherwise Lin Changan's combat power in front of him would be too terrifying. If there was a real fight, he was afraid that he would be killed by Lin Changan in an instant.
Besides, he didn't want to be the first person to cripple the Zhendong King. If Lin Changan really planned it, he wouldn't get any benefits.
If he could watch a show and deal with Lin Changan in front of him at the same time, it would obviously be the best for him.
Twenty or thirty disciples surrounded them, and the four late-level disciples of Fusion Spirit from Wuxin Peak were simply ignored.
In an instant, twenty or thirty disciples surrounded Lin Changan.
"King Zhendong, I don't need to kill you during this trip. I just need you to kowtow three times in front of me, admit your mistake, and indicate that you will withdraw from the Shenwu Pavilion from now on, and I will spare you. How about that?" Xia Baichuan's question
With a cold and proud smile on his face, he glanced at Lin Changan coldly.
King Zhendong, so what?
Wasn't he so plotted by himself, Xia Baichuan, that there was no chance of him turning over?
When he thought that Xia Baichuan might become the first person in the history of Shenwu Pavilion to expel a king with a different surname, Xia Baichuan's face showed a proud smile, quite arrogant and proud.
"King Zhendong, we don't want to take action. You should listen to Senior Brother Xia and kowtow obediently." The other disciples also spoke and said.
"King Zhendong, you have provoked people you shouldn't have provoked, and we don't want to hurt you, but as long as you kowtow and admit your mistake, we won't do anything to you."
Many disciples are speaking, saying.
Although he said this, he was secretly happy in his heart, Lin Changan, the King of Zhendong.
If you want the King of Zhendong to kowtow in front of you, hey, you can brag about it for a lifetime.
"You idiots like you want me to kneel down?" Lin Changan asked with a faint smile.
These words instantly made Xia Baichuan look ugly. This Lin Changan, who was clearly surrounded, still dared to shout so rampantly. Do he really think that he is some bullshit king with a different surname? Everyone should respect him.
?
Do you really think that you don't dare to take action and just kill him?
The expressions of the other disciples also turned cold. This Zhendong King obviously refused to drink wine as a penalty.
"Since the King of Zhendong will not drink wine as a penalty for his toast, everyone, come on!" Xia Baichuan said coldly, and in an instant, twenty or thirty disciples suddenly rushed out, each with a fierce look on his face.
However, regarding all this, Lin Changan did not panic at all, but calmly fought with several sets of hands.
"You are said to be crooked melons and cracked dates, and you are crooked melons and cracked dates."
Lin Changan smiled faintly, and in an instant, endless divine pattern formations suddenly rose up. A total of eighteen third-grade top divine pattern formations floated out from Lin Changan's dantian, and in just a blink of an eye, they were trapped in front of him.
all disciples of.
In just the blink of an eye, it was like an overwhelming net that caught all the disciples.
At this scene, the expressions of the disciples of Shenwu Pavilion changed greatly.
This actually has to deal with an inscription, or a half-step inscription strong person. In fact, it is not very effective. They can just tear open a hole and escape. If I can't beat you, can I still not run away?
But for the disciples of Fusion Spirit, how can they do it?
A total of eighteen third-grade top-level divine pattern formations, which were all stored in Lin Changan's dantian, exploded at this moment.
"kill!"
Following Lin Changan's loud shout, endless ice cones shot out, like sharp blades, cutting through the void and shattering the sky. There was a hail of bullets and bullets. Nothing like this. The mighty ice cones came out like a storm, bombarding them instantly.
"This, this, what is going on?" Some disciples' expressions changed drastically and they began to panic.
"ah!"
"hiss!"
"This, this, ah!"
The disciples were still shocked at first, but when they were cut by those ice picks, even the shields of their own late-stage soul fusions were penetrated, they were all wailing. The eighteen divine pattern formations can logically deal with two or three people.
The ten disciples do indeed have some difficulties.
But the key point is that this group of idiots all stood together and hunted up, resulting in eighteen divine pattern formations, no more, no less, completely suppressing all the disciples.
And Lin Changan stood in the center of the formation. No matter how the ice picks blasted him, they would skillfully bypass Lin Changan's body.
This was a one-sided victory, a massacre.
"Ah! I can't bear it anymore, Senior Brother Xia, I'm sorry, I have to leave." A disciple said, but he was so pissed off that he was killed, all the flesh and blood in his body was cut, and his buttocks were exposed, and he almost lost his life.
Cut them all off, he shouted, crushed the jade slips, and wanted to leave this place.
"Ah! It hurts so much, hiss! Senior Brother Xia, I have to leave too, I can't bear it anymore."
"Wait for me, I want to leave too." Another disciple said, his face looked extremely ugly, as if he had eaten shit.
How the hell is this an ambush? This is simply to suffer. The man was not bullied. He was beaten until his blood was dripping. Some of his crotches were even cut, and he became a father-in-law on the spot.
"ah!"
Even his screams were like those of a male duck, and his crotch was filled with blood. He felt pain and wanted to curse at the same time.
In the outside world, Mo Changfeng originally planned to smile, but in an instant, his smile froze in place, and he began to slowly tighten his hands and frown.