Chapter 12 The situation changes and sees the devil
Among the black clouds in the sky, Yin Shuang looked at the figure standing at the front of the decent people from a distance.
Although she had already guessed that he would appear, she still felt regretful and sad to meet him under such circumstances.
However, over the years in the Demonic Way, she has already developed the ability to keep her emotions and anger hidden. Even though she is melancholy in her heart, her face is still as cold as frost, and her eyes as red as blood coldly glance over the decent disciples who have formed a formation.
They nodded reservedly.
"These hypocrites are somewhat self-aware and are still preparing formations... But do they think that with the help of formations, they can stop our attack?"
The disciples of the Demonic Way laughed one after another, and their laughter was full of disdain.
This time, the eight sects of Shenmen sent a total of nearly forty disciples, which was a quite huge force. At least in terms of numbers, it could already crush the decent disciples.
So of course they can laugh and laugh with confidence.
But several of the most outstanding disciples are not so frivolous. Some of their faces are as dark as water, and some are silent. Even if some of them laugh in agreement, their laughter seems a bit dry, or even if they are laughing, their eyes are full of
alert.
There will definitely be no fools who can stand out in the crisis-ridden Tianwai Tianmo Sect and become the leader of the new generation!
In all the fights between the three religions, how many times did the members of the Shenmen not have a numerical advantage? But they only won a few times in total?
If you can win just by having more people, then the largest sect in the world would not be Qingyang Temple or Baidi Pavilion, but Bailiantang.
As the head of the Buddhist sect in the world, Bailiantang has hundreds of subordinate Zen monasteries and thousands of disciples who have entered the Taoist realm. The three sects of Shenmen, Taoism and Xuanmen combined may not have as many disciples as them.
However, the strength of Bailiantang has always been the lowest among the three major sects of the Righteous Path.
In matters like martial arts fighting, more people can only say that the foundation is better, but it does not mean that there will be a significant advantage.
Don't you see, there are at most a group of innate masters in the Wuhui Valley, not even a few of them can be found in the Hundred Refining realm, but as long as their Valley Master's Abandoned Swordsman is still there, no one can claim to be the best in the world in front of him.
For a truly strong person, one is enough!
Among the group of righteous people who participated in the Three Religions Act, could there be a second sword-abandonment disciple?
So whether it was Yin Shuang or the other core disciples, they all assumed a posture of being calm despite the weather, and only sent five or six of them who laughed the loudest to test the strength of the decent disciples.
Those few people were laughing happily, but when they heard the order, they suddenly choked on their laughter and almost coughed.
But Shenmen attaches great importance to "orders". Since the order has been given, no matter what they think, no matter whether they are willing or not, they must execute it.
So they had no choice but to set out from the dark clouds with a gloomy look, and each drove their magical weapons to the front of the righteous disciples.
"How many of you are here?" Wu Jie was a little puzzled. He counted them secretly and asked, "I'm not afraid to tell you that there are a total of eighteen of us here. At least you can come with eighteen... six of you."
, are you going to die?"
“It’s not certain who will die!”
Wu Jie shook his head, dismissing the stern and angry shouts. With a wave of his hand, dozens of firebirds swarmed up and covered all six enemies within the attack range.
"Now that you're here, don't leave!"
The strength of these people in the demonic path is indeed good. Facing the firebirds transformed from the fire of the Demon Refining God, they all used their abilities to resist them, and not even a single one was injured.
But this wave of attacks had already made them retreat in disgrace, each and every one of them filled with fear.
The people in the righteous path are so powerful! Just one person can have such power... If eighteen people come together, Shenmen may not be able to withstand it!
However, whether they can withstand it or not, it means nothing to them for the time being.
Unless they can bring out the true abilities of the disciple of Qingyang Temple in front of them, they will be unable to do things well and cannot even handle such trivial matters as testing the enemy.
Shenmen does not need incompetent disciples. Most of those losers have already entered the refining pool and become part of Shenmen's most precious treasure, the "Bone Boat".
No one wants to be a part of the Bone Boat. Even if they die on the spot, it would be better than having their soul imprisoned in that magical weapon!
So they looked at each other - Gen, then made up their minds, each cast their spells, and hit Wu Jie hard.
At this moment, they had completely ignored their defense and were fighting to be burned by the demon-refining divine fire and to kill or injure Wu Jie!
Seven or eight rays of light emitted from the hands of the six people, some of which were spells, some of which were magic weapons, and the colors were also various, black, green, and red... But no matter what kind of light, they all made people feel disgusted at a glance, just like "
"I am a bad guy" are written on the forehead.
These rays of light were fierce and somewhat powerful. But Wu Jie just turned the Divine Fire Sword Pill into a circle of sword light and blocked them all out, unable to touch them at all.
In the world of the Book of Heaven, Jasmine kept frowning as she watched, and finally couldn't help but mutter: "Why do there seem to be some problems with these people's tricks?"
"Oh? What's the problem?" Du Ruo played the role of admonition very well and asked curiously.
"Their magic weapons and spells all seem to have deliberately left a backdoor in the exercises. As long as they are operated according to a certain method, the true energy will flow backwards... Which master taught this? I don't trust the disciples.
You can refine a bit of their souls into the magic flag, but how can you hold back when teaching your skills!"
"Then do you have a way to deal with them?"
"Nonsense!" Jasmine sneered, then pointed at Wu Jie and targeted the weaknesses in the magic sect's skills.
Wu Jie was already strong, whether it was his Taoist magic power or flying sword magic weapon, he was superior to these cannon fodders of the Demon Sect. With Jasmine's little pointer, he could see the flaws in the opponent's tricks. He nodded secretly, and the flames all over his body were fierce.
The ground exploded and turned into countless rockets, shooting towards the six people overwhelmingly. It was like a rainstorm of fire!
The six people unexpectedly provoked such a fierce counterattack from their opponents. They were happy that the task was successfully completed, but they were even more frightened whether they could withstand it. But when the matter came to a close, they had no choice but to cheer up and use their best skills.
Put this skill to use, hoping to block Wu Jie's fierce attack, then turn around and leave
But this round of fierce attacks is destined to be unstoppable for them!
Although the rain of fire in the sky was menacing, it was actually just a false move. Wu Jie's real killing move was the invisible sword hidden in the rain of fire!
The colorless and invisible flying sword swam silently in the fire rain. In an instant, it got behind a demon disciple, stabbed out quickly, and penetrated through the gap where his protective magic weapon was running. With a sword
It pierced his body and stabbed him to the core with ease.
After killing this man, Wu Jie did not put away his sword, but followed the direction of the castration and drew it directly, passing through the interval of fluctuations of the other man's protective spell, and gently drew it from his neck, and a human head was carried with it.
Blood flew up.
Killing two people in an instant, Wu Jie couldn't help but feel the murderous intention in his heart. He let out a clear whistle, the invisible sword showed its traces, and hit the big shield held by a Demon Sect disciple with a sword from the front. The flying sword and the big shield struck fiercely.
They collided hard and made a fierce sound.
But at the same time, his ghost-controlling ring took advantage of the moment when the disciple put all his strength on the big shield, flew against the inside of the big shield, and hit the man's chin. There was only a crackling sound.
With a loud sound, his jaw and cervical vertebrae were broken together. The man's neck was suddenly twisted into a posture that a living person could not possibly assume, and the large shield in his hand quickly lost its luster.
Because the opponent has been suppressed with the rain of fire, the divine fire sword pill can be freed up. The color of the sword pill is exactly the same as the flame. It flies directly into the rain of fire and penetrates the protective magic weapon of a martial monk, causing a shock.
As soon as his Qi and Qi were damaged, the man was unable to protect himself for a while, and was directly beaten into a sieve by the rain of rockets.
At this time, Wu Jie's demon-refining divine fire had gathered around a demon disciple who controlled many poisonous insects. Tens of millions of ignited fire rained back before it hit the ground, condensing into a thick fire snake, surrounding him. It was like
Like a giant python, it wrapped around him tightly and strangled him fiercely.
Seeing that four of the five disciples died in just a few breaths, and the remaining one was probably more likely to be in danger, the last disciple of the Demon Sect was so frightened that he lost his mind. He did not care about the consequences of escaping from the battle, and drove directly.
He ran away into the black clouds with the light of his sword, making pitiful screams as he ran away, as if a life-hungry evil ghost was chasing behind him and trying to eat him alive.
A ray of sword light blasted out from the black cloud, hitting him right in the heart, killing the screams and his life. When the sword light was withdrawn, someone could vaguely hear someone complaining unhappily, "This guy is really useless."
, just die, why are you yelling!"
Wu Jie frowned, activated the flame python, and crushed the demon man who controlled the poisonous insect into pieces together with the protective weapon, and then burned it to ashes.
"Why let these lowly fellow disciples die?" After killing five of them in one breath, his momentum suddenly rose, and the flames around him also became fierce, turning into a huge fist and blasting towards the black cloud, "Don't
You're hiding, just take a punch from me!"
"Well done!" Someone shouted in the black cloud, and then a burst of dark green energy turned into a giant fist, and faced Wu Jie's giant flaming fist head-on.
The fists collided with a loud bang, and flames mixed with poisonous gas burst out in all directions. When it fell to the ground, all the vegetation withered, showing how intense the poison was.
At first glance, this punch seems to be equally matched, but the expressions on the faces of the most outstanding disciples of the Zhengsect and the Demon Sect are completely opposite: among the Zhengsect, such as Xie Minghuan, Yanfeng, Baidi Pavilion Seven Swords and other combat experts, all have happy faces, while
The magic masters headed by Yin Shuang frowned.
"Junior brother Xie, why do you look so happy?" An Ziqing asked in a low voice, confused.
Under Xie Minghuan's guidance, he looked towards the ground. He saw that the ground on Wu Jie's side was still lush and green, with not even a spark visible; while the ground on the other side was full of burning flames and withered vegetation.
, a mess.
In this exchange of moves, the opponent's giant fist transformed from poisonous gas was ultimately defeated by Wu Jie's giant flame fist, and all his power was knocked back!
