More than a dozen powerful men in the Jue Martial Realm know that it is very bad if they continue to fight hard.
Originally, breaking the door of the secret room consumed 20% of their true energy, but now they fought hard and consumed 20% or 30%. If this continues, will it be a good deal in the end, but the only evil emperor Chen Xuan who did not take action?
But none of them were willing to stop first, for fear that they would reveal their flaws when they stopped and be seriously injured by their opponents. At that time, they might have their lives to be handed over to Changbai Mountain.
Seeing that more than a dozen powerful men in the Martial Realm were fighting more and more fiercely, Chen Xuan shook his head and used the "Heluo Footwork" composed of the unique body techniques of various thousand-year-old families, and swept towards the ancient token.
"Good son-in-law, that's right!" Shang Bohuai immediately smiled when he saw Chen Xuan want to seize the token.
Seeing this, Lu Wuji immediately said in a deep voice: "That token is the key clue of the Zhenwu Diagram, and must not be obtained by the Evil Emperor!"
There was no need for Lu Wuji to remind him that six or seven powerful men from the Martial Realm had already stopped tacitly and stood in front of Chen Xuan.
Hearing Lu Wuji's words, these old guys were even more unlikely to let Chen Xuan get the token.
Chen Xuan suddenly faced the siege of several powerful men in the Martial Realm. He could only use his supreme immortal energy to display his unique skills to fight against several masters, but some people on both sides wanted to take the opportunity to go around and seize the token.
In just less than a second, the targets that these powerful men in the realm of Martial Arts were fought for changed from fragments of the Xuanyuan Sword to the mysterious token.
Xuanyuan Xuan's pressure dropped sharply for a moment and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but he also wanted the token, so he just made a little breath adjustment and rushed to the stone table where the token was placed.
So more than a dozen powerful men in the martial arts realm fought against the stone table again. Whenever anyone's palm was about to touch the token, two or three people immediately attacked him.
The token is so close, but no one can get these ancient martial arts powerful men.
As Lu Wuji fought, a little gap appeared in front of him. He was slightly happy, and he stretched his claws to the token on the stone table without moving.
Originally, Lu Wuji's hand could not reach the token at one meter distance, but when he grabbed it from a distance, the token on the stone table actually flew towards him!
"Catching Dragon and Control Crane Art? The little ghost of the Mingluo Sect, how do you understand this lost ancient martial arts?" Xiao Zuo said this and everyone was shocked.
Lu Wuji curled a sneer on his lips, grabbed the token, and turned around and ran away from the secret room.
"Want to leave? Stay for me!" Baili Tu gave up his opponent in front of him and jumped up and patted Lu Wuji's back!
For the Zhenwu Picture, the ancestor of the Thousand-Year Family did not hesitate to attack a junior, but no one of the strong men present felt that doing this was shameless because they also made the same move!
Lu Wuji felt that the ancient martial arts true energy was full of violent and surging everywhere. How could he, a new master of the Martial Arts, block the full-scale attack of so many old guys? He couldn't help but feel a slump in his heart and threw the token in his hand into the air.
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More than a dozen powerful men in the Martial Realm immediately stopped their moves and jumped into the tokens in the air together!
But more than a dozen people compete for the token together, and no one is destined to succeed. There was another fierce battle in the air. Each of them had to face the fist and palm tricks of several others. If they didn't get the token, most of them were old.
The guy was injured by a fist and palm that came from somewhere.
For a moment, the true energy in the secret room was stirring and blood was flying. Several figures flew backwards, but rushed to the token that fell in the air frantically, completely putting their injuries and lives aside.
"Crazy, all crazy!" Shang Bohuai was speechless. He didn't want to fight these crazy people.
Chen Xuan did not rush up immediately. He just watched as the token fell to halfway, and was held in his hand by Ming Nanchuan, the leader of Tianxing Sect.
"Ming Nanchuan, hand over the token for me!" The injured Xiao Hu shouted loudly, and his blood swept towards Ming Nanchuan like a wave. Ming Nanchuan only felt his breath suffocating and had to come out to fight!
But it was more than Xiao Zuo who attacked him. Ming Nanchuan had just caught Xiao Zuo's "bloody battle in all directions". I don't know which evil sect leader punched him on the other side. Ming Nanchuan let out a thunderous sound of blood.
The card came out of hand.
"Son-in-law, let's join forces to grab it together!" Shang Bohuai saw that all the powerful men in the Martial Realm were injured. It was his and Chen Xuan's excellent opportunity. His figure immediately turned into a shadow and grabbed it before the token.
"idiot!"
Chen Xuan scolded Shang Bohuai, and at the same time he exerted a fairy spirit to help Shang Bohuai block Master Luo's fireball technique.
Shang Bohuai didn't expect that Taoist Master Luo, an old friend, would attack him for the sake of the token.
But what Shang Bohuai should consider now is not the change of Taoist Luo's face, but the siege of the ancestors of the major sects.
Although these sect masters and ancestors were seriously injured, more than a dozen powerful men from the Martial Realm attacked each other, and their power was still extremely terrifying!
Shang Bohuai's face changed suddenly. Before he could throw out the hot potato, he attacked a shocking attack all over his body.
"Zheng!"
A clear sound that penetrated the hearts, Shang Bohuai plucked all the strings of the Erhu piano, and a circle of invisible sound waves rushed in all directions, barely blocking the attacks of most sect leaders and ancestors, but there were still a few scattered qi attacks.
On Shang Bohuai.
Shang Bohuai's face turned red, blood surged into his throat, and almost spit out. Lu Wuji, who was less injured, came to him in a blink of an eye. A false alarm caused Shang Bohuai to answer, but Lu Wuji's purpose was naturally to Shang Bohuai's hands.
token.
Shang Bohuai was seriously injured again, and his response was not as quick as Lu Wuji. The token in his hand was grabbed by Lu Wuji. Seeing Lu Wuji turn around and flee, a fireball hit the door of the secret room, causing Lu Wuji to force him to force him to force him to force him to do so.
Stop it.
Taoist Master Luo is obviously a master of fire control. Not only did he use fireball techniques to force Chen Xuan to be unable to rescue Shang Bohuai for a short time, but he also stopped Lu Wuji's escape.
"The Little Transfer Order is from this Taoist Master, and no one can take it away!"
As the loud shout sounded, Master Luo used the wind escape technique and came to Lu Wuji. His right palm shone on Lu Wuji's face and slapped him across the air. Lu Wuji saw a small bead in Master Luo's palm.
The arc of electric power was entangled, and he immediately cried out something wrong, and could only turn sideways with instinct.
Boom!
A loud bang came out of the secret room, scaring the disciples and disciples beside Tianchi looked frightened.
The sound of the explosion was so amazing, as if it was thundering on a sunny day, and the sound was extremely terrifying.
In the secret room, everyone looked at Lu Wuji, but they saw that Lu Wuji was pale, obviously affected by the explosion just now, and his vitality was severely damaged. The token fell to the ground and was picked up by Taoist Master Luo.
At this moment, Taoist Luo held the token in his hand and stood proudly: "Who else wants to try the thunder in the palm of this Taoist priest?"
"Thunder in the palm of your hand?" All the powerful men in the realm of Juewu were surprised. The practitioners of the Dharma were indeed practitioners, and the magic he used was more powerful than any ancient martial arts.