Countless people rushed out and looked up at the direction of Sword Mountain with horrified eyes. The dazzling flames on the top of Sword Mountain were like meteors exploding. Countless flames of light rose into the sky, forming a terrifying storm.
"Run!"
Countless people ran away in fear, and with Jianshan as the center, the buildings in Sword City kept collapsing outward like dominoes.
A joint attack by hundreds of Huang Maple Kingdom's top experts would be terrifying enough. In fact, if Sword Mountain wasn't unique, it was the place where Tianjun became enlightened and left behind some means. I'm afraid the entire Sword Mountain would have collapsed.
"Dead?"
In the sky, hundreds of powerful men from three major forces were staring at the center of the attack.
Thousands of terrifying flames intertwined, and the energy of various avenues boiled and collided. The space had long been torn apart, and the center was in chaos, making it impossible to spy. The combined attack of these hundreds of powerful men would probably kill even those in the later stages of Jindan instantly.
No one saw Long Xiaoshan escaping from the center of the explosion just now.
"He must be dead." Ximentai vowed.
Here, he is the only one who has never seen Long Xiaoshan's killing blow, so he is the most confident about such a terrifying joint attack. Long Xiaoshan will die and must die.
No matter how terrifying the storm is, it will dissipate. When the boiling energy gradually subsides, suddenly everyone's eyes condense, and a looming figure emerges. Is there anyone else? Was Long Xiaoshan not destroyed by that blow?
But since the figure didn't move, it should be dead even if it wasn't destroyed.
The figure gradually became clearer.
Long Xiaoshan's face and figure were gradually revealed, and everyone's eyes shrank sharply.
Long Xiaoshan was still sitting on the stone, not moving at all. Not only did he not move, even his clothes and face were spotless, as if the terrifying Taoist bombardment just now was an illusion.
"This is impossible!" Ximentai shouted in disbelief with his eyes widened.
Just now, hundreds of people joined forces to attack, and the aftermath destroyed most of the buildings in Sword City, but they couldn't move a hair on Long Xiaoshan.
What this means is clear to all the accomplished practitioners present. Their faces are ashen, and a great fear is growing in their hearts.
Even Zhuge Haofan's eyes narrowed slightly.
Long Xiaoshan dusted off the non-existent dust on his body, stood up slowly, his deep black eyes slowly swept across the crowd, shook his head and said lightly: "Now, it's my turn!"
The words were not serious, the moment they fell.
The entire Sword Mountain shook violently, and a bottomless footprint appeared under Long Xiaoshan. He jumped up and punched Zuo Zonghai, the master of the Wild Beast Sect closest to him, without any trace of it.
The power of the great avenue emerged, and Long Xiaoshan's punch was like a mortal fist, but it had terrifying power and speed.
In an instant, Long Xiaoshan punched in front of the leader of the Wild Beast Sect. The pet golden eagle at the feet of the leader of the Wild Beast Sect screamed sharply, waving its golden claws with a surging demonic aura, trying to stop Long Xiaoshan from falling down.
boom!
The fist hit the sharp claws, and the terrifying concussive force was transmitted into the golden eagle's body, bang bang bang!
The golden eagle's body was shattered inch by inch under the terrifying punch force. Zuo Zonghai's eyes widened and he shouted: "Xiao Jin!"
This is his beast pet, and it is also the fighting partner he grew up with. The Wild Beast Sect is a beast-controlling sect, and most of its combat power is superior to the beast pet. Xiao Jin's strength is comparable to that of the late Jindan, and his defense is even better than that of humans.
The monk was much stronger, but he was crushed by one punch.
But before he could feel sad, the terrifying punch had already penetrated the golden eagle and hit him.
Zuo Zonghai had no time to dodge under that terrifying punch. He raised his arms and the fist had already landed on him, bam bam!
The light of the magic weapon on his body was instantly extinguished several times. Zuo Zonghai's face froze there, revealing a wry smile, and then his whole body exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.
"The first one!"
Long Xiaoshan's figure passed through the blood mist and stopped. He did not look behind him, but turned his eyes to Wan Ziguang, who was not far away in another direction. Under Long Xiaoshan's gaze, Wan Ziguang felt cold all over.
There were hundreds of allied monks nearby, but there was only one person on the other side, but no one could give him a sense of security.
Without saying a word, he instantly turned into a purple fire and flew out, and Ju ran away.
However, the next moment, a light in the void directly caught up with him. The next moment, a short and dull explosion sound came out. Thousands of purple lights exploded like fireballs, and countless flames dispersed and gradually turned into nothingness.
"The second one!" Long Xiaoshan appeared again.
At this time, the monks from the three major forces were like a basin of ice water being poured down from their heads, and it was bitingly cold.
With two punches, just two punches, Long Xiaoshan killed the two strongest people present, the leader of the Heavenly Fire Sect and the leader of the Wild Beast Sect. He did not exude any momentum and stood there like a mortal, but he had already oppressed everyone and made them gasp.
Out of breath, there was silence on the top of Jianshan Mountain, as if suffocated.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes moved again, and everyone he moved his gaze felt stiff all over, wanting to run but not daring to do so.
His eyes stopped on one person, Ximentai.
The Supreme Elder of the Ximen clan turned pale instantly. He had so many chances to win before, but now he is so desperate. It’s not that he didn’t take Long Xiaoshan seriously. In fact, he paid enough attention to the other party after he killed Xuan Zhan.
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But with the Nine Immortals Sect standing behind him and the other two top forces in Huang Maple Kingdom supporting him, how could he still take Long Xiaoshan seriously?
However, he never expected that Long Xiaoshan would be so strong. No, this was not just strong, but terrifying, terrifying.
Facing Long Xiaoshan's calm eyes, Ximentai seemed to be out of his mind. He said tremblingly: "Misunderstanding, senior, please listen to me."
However, Long Xiaoshan didn't speak at all. He moved and shot out again.
Ximentai roared at the top of his lungs and rushed toward Zhuge Haofan with all his strength: "Zhuge Sect Master, save..."
Before the word "I" could be spoken, an explosion was heard, and Ximentai exploded into a mist of blood.
"Run, let's run together!"
I don't know who heard a scream, and the people of the Sky Fire Sect and the Wild Beast Sect scattered in a hurry. Their leader was dead, but no one dared to take revenge. Revenge with hope is called revenge, but facing Long Xiaoshan is called death!
The four strongest Jindan players present, except Ximen Xiaoyao, only allowed Long Xiaoshan to throw three punches.
This is no longer a battle that can be won by relying on numbers.
The people from the two sects fled, but Long Xiaoshan looked dull and did not chase them. In his eyes, these people were too weak. They were so weak that Long Xiaoshan had no interest in taking action. You would have to step on them just because a group of ants were baring their teeth and claws in front of you.
Kill them?
Not necessarily, depending on his mood, Long Xiaoshan is not in much mood for killing right now.
He had to kill just a few of the leaders, otherwise these ants would provoke and disturb them again and again.
He turned his eyes, and at this time, he fell on Zhuge Haofan. Of course Zhuge Haofan did not run away. He was the leader of the Nine Immortals Sect and the Supreme Immortal of the Dayun Dynasty. How could he run away?
But at this time, the way he looked at Long Xiaoshan was no longer as indifferent as before, but still had a touch of solemnity and fear.