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Chapter 120: Capture All

On Chaoyang Peak, which is ranked twenty-fifth in the outer gate.

At this time, seven monks were surrounding a newly opened cave on the mountain peak, launching a series of attacks.

Each of these seven monks is a disciple who has condensed more than 200 mana seeds. Their strength is similar to that of the six Wu brothers of Biyan Peak. At the moment, each of them is controlling two medium-grade spiritual weapons.

Constantly bombarding the newly opened cave.

"Hahaha, you, He Moli, are like today. You actually have to be like the rest of us, living at the top of the mountain that is ranked twenty or so."

"Yes, He Moli, you used to be so majestic in the outer sect, but now you have fallen to this point, our brothers and sisters also feel sorry for you. But this Chaoyang Peak is our territory after all, and you are an outsider.

Do you want to hand over some contribution points first to show your appreciation?"

"That's right, He Moli, the contribution points you have collected over the years should be quite a few. With your former strength as the sixth disciple, you must have saved tens of thousands of points at least. We don't ask for more, so you can give us

Each of us has a thousand contribution points, which will be considered as the cost of your stay at Chaoyang Peak for these two days."

"Those who know the truth, please hand over your contribution points as soon as possible, otherwise we will fight in."

"..."

These seven disciples screamed unscrupulously, manipulating their spiritual weapons to attack violently, but within the cave, two dark red long swords were also shot out, filled with a heart-stopping evil aura.

It was He Moli's soul-devouring evil sword. However, these two swords were much darker than when Liu Xun saw them before, and their evil aura was far less than before. They seemed to have suffered a lot of damage.

The substance spewed out from the blade of He Moli's Soul-Eating Evil Sword is a combination of vicious evil thoughts and blood demon blood. Therefore, it can only be called evil energy, not evil thoughts. Its power is compared to the pure substance that Liu Xun peeled off.

The evil and evil thoughts were far different. In addition, the flying sword was damaged now, and even the evil and evil energy spewed out was very weak, so it did not pose any threat to these seven disciples.

"Hmph, it's really a tiger being bullied by a dog. You clowns used to dare not even fart in front of me, but now you have the guts to peek at my collected contributions? Although my magic power is damaged now, but

But the foundation has not been shaken. After three or five years, I will still be able to cultivate these mana seeds. Have you ever thought about what will happen to you then?" He Moli's majestic voice came from the cave, but there was something in that tone.

Revealing a hint of weakness.

"Hahaha, He Moli, stop dreaming. Do you think Zhu Haotian and Feng Qiu will let you practice to the peak state again? To tell you the truth, this time, the seven of us will get it

They will only take action against you after they give you a clear answer, and you are destined to have no chance of turning around."

"That's right, He Moli, you'd better hand over all the valuable things you have, otherwise, your life will be very difficult in the future."

"He Moli, you won't last long. You were crushed by Zhou Nanfeng with more than a hundred mana seeds in one move. Now your mana power is equivalent to ours. Moreover, three of your five evil soul-devouring swords were completely damaged.

Even the remaining two are damaged. In this state, do you still want to fight a trapped beast?"

"Capture them immediately to avoid suffering. With your little magic power, you can barely use the magical power of ghost claws. You can only activate it a few times. The seven of us can completely resist it by working together. You will still fall to the ground when the time comes.

In our hands."

"Don't resist, hand over all your contribution points, and hand over your two soul-devouring evil swords. In this case, the most we can do is drive you out of Chaoyang Peak, and we won't embarrass you anymore."

While the seven disciples were talking, they were already activating their spiritual weapons, blasting He Moli's two soul-devouring evil swords to the point where they were retreating steadily. They were about to enter the cave. At this time, a black mist filled the cave.

Gush out, and a huge palm rushes out from the black mist.

"Ah! It's the claws of ghosts. Let's work together to break this magical power."

One of the disciples let out a loud roar, and then the other six people also surged out with mana. The seven people and fourteen spiritual weapons gathered together and charged towards the black palm.

"Bang!"

Seven disciples with more than 200 mana seeds joined forces, and the power was so fierce. If He Moli was at his peak, he could have suppressed it, but at this time, he was seriously injured and his mana was greatly damaged. The power of the magical power he activated could not be suppressed.

He was greatly compromised, and was directly blown to pieces by a combined attack from his disciples.

Inside the cave, He Moli's muffled groan could be heard.

"Hahaha, you still can't tell the current situation, and you still dare to resist us. When I capture you later, I will not only rob you of all your belongings, but I will also crush dozens of your mana seeds to give you

Remember this lesson thoroughly." One of the disciples laughed wildly.

But at this moment, a plain but piercingly chilling voice sounded: "Who do you think you want to teach them?"

At the same time as this voice fell, a blood cloud suddenly flew quickly from outside Chaoyang Peak, and in an instant, it had rushed into Chaoyang Peak.

Within this blood cloud, twelve bloody scimitars were constantly intertwining with each other, and above the blood cloud, a figure in white stood on it, with a cold face.

"I want to crush dozens more mana seeds from Senior Brother He Moli. Is this what you said?" Liu Xun stood on top of the blood cloud, exuding a terrifying evil aura.

The disciple who spoke was stunned when he saw Liu Xun approaching fiercely, but after seeing Liu Xun's appearance, he immediately reacted: "It turns out to be you! Aren't you the person who is being offered a reward by Zhu Haotian and Feng Qiu?

You still dare to come to our Chaoyang Peak, it doesn’t matter, the six brothers of the Wu family capsized in the gutter, so we will simply capture you today."

"Based on what you just said, if you don't say anything today, I will destroy a hundred mana seeds." Liu Xun poured mana into the blood cloud, and the twelve soul-slaying knives inside immediately stirred even more.

Quickly, the entire blood cloud suddenly pressed down and enveloped the disciple who spoke.

With Liu Xun's mana power equivalent to 450 mana seeds at this time, he activated the twelve soul-slaying knives at such a fast speed that the disciple could not dodge them at all. In an instant, he was covered by the blood cloud.

Liu Xun sank and entered the blood cloud. Then, a scream came from the blood cloud. The voice belonged to the previous disciple.

"Ah! Kill!"

The other six disciples all roared violently, controlled their spiritual weapons, and attacked the blood cloud. However, within the blood cloud, twelve soul-slaying knives were connected into one. In one movement, everyone's swords were cut into pieces.

All attacks bounce away.

Now, the power of the twelve spirit-slaying knives in Liu Xun's hands is much stronger than that in the hands of the six Wu brothers.

Because, after all, the six Wu brothers are six people. If they work together to activate the twelve soul-slaying knives, they cannot be as flexible as one person. There will definitely be some flaws in the cooperation, but in Liu Xun's hands, there is no such thing.

The problem is that the twelve swords are like a whole. When they operate, they are invulnerable to water and fire, and no one can attack them.

Moreover, with the strength of Liu Xun's magic power at this time, he could fully activate the maximum power of these twelve soul-slaying knives.

"Zhizhizhi..."

The blood cloud dispersed, and when Liu Xun's figure appeared again, he was holding the disciple who had spoken before in his hand, like dragging a dead dog.

That disciple had been knocked unconscious by Liu Xun.

"You...you are so brave, you dare to come to Chaoyang Peak to show off your evil, let's go quickly and notify Zhu Haotian and Feng Qiu to come over." Another disciple yelled, and he seemed to be captured instantly by Liu Xun.

My companions were shocked by their methods.

After all, according to rumors, Liu Xun may not be so powerful. He could capture a disciple who had gathered more than two hundred mana seeds in an instant. His strength was at the same level as Zhu Haotian and the others.

"Hahaha, you still want to inform Zhu Haotian and the others? It's really a dream. I want to see, who among you here today can walk out of Chaoyang Peak?" Liu Xun looked murderous, and the twelve people around him were slaughtered.

The spiritual sword flew out at once, enveloping everything around him.

"Hmph! We want to leave. Do you think you can keep us? Even if Zhu Haotian comes, you can't stop us..." A disciple was about to speak, but Liu Xun suddenly swayed and appeared in front of him.

Phew!

Powerful magic power was contained in his hands. Liu Xun ripped his hands apart and directly tore away the disciple's protective magic power. He pinched the latter's neck and then pushed forward with his knee, just in time to kick him.

The disciple's abdomen.

"Ah!" The disciple let out a scream and fainted from the pain.

Liu Xun's attack was so fast. His physical movements were comparable to the attack speed of a mid-grade spiritual weapon. Moreover, his attack method was so unique that he could fight hand-to-hand like the Blood Demon in the Blood Demon Stream.

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This made the opponent's disciple unexpected, and he was suddenly plotted by Liu Xun.

After all, no normal monk would use this kind of attack, and no normal monk would have a body like Liu Xun who could reach the attack speed of a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

At this moment, if others hadn't clearly seen that it was Liu Xun, they would have thought it was some blood demon that ran out of the Blood Demon Stream.

"No! Get out of here, this guy's physical speed is too fast!"

The remaining five disciples reacted and were about to run away, but at this moment, the twelve spirit-slaying knives around them closed in and violently rotated, forming a wall of knives to block everyone.

"Everyone goes out with all our strength. This guy's magic power is too strong. He has condensed more than 400 magic seeds. We break out quickly and go to Zhu Haotian and the others for help."

"That's right, even if he has great magic power, he can only control three of us by controlling these soul-slaying knives. Now he is trying to keep all five of us, but he just gave us a big loophole to rush out together.

"

The remaining five disciples all knew that the situation was urgent at this time, so they unleashed all their strength and struck with all their strength. Liu Xun immediately felt that the wall of twelve soul-slaying knives he controlled was somewhat loose.

Just as the other party said, he can only entangle three at most now. If he forcibly traps five of them, it will only cause the entire sword wall to collapse.

Thinking of this, Liu Xun gritted his teeth and took the initiative to open a gap on one side. Soon, the figure that was close inside had already rushed out, but when the three disciples behind him also wanted to rush out, the wall of swords merged again.

Liu Xun moved, wanting to catch up first and capture the two disciples who had escaped. At this moment, two dark red flying swords fell from the sky, blocking the way of one of the disciples.

At the same time, on the way another disciple was escaping, a black palm suddenly pressed down on him.

"I'm entangled with these two people, you go and deal with the other three first." He Moli's voice came from the cave.

Liu Xun smiled when he heard this, and then moved towards the other three disciples.

After a while, several screams rang out from Chaoyang Peak, and then it became silent again.


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