Chapter 52 Not afraid of being invaded, we have a magic weapon
Chapter 52 Don’t be afraid of being invaded, we have a magic weapon
Author: Yi Mo Jian
This news reached the ears of Kun He, the leader of Jinyang Sect.
Kun He was shocked and slapped his hand on the table, his face turned livid with anger.
"Crazy! This guy Wang Zhi is completely crazy! Is there something wrong with his brain? He gave up so quickly and was not ready to resist? What a broken thing? Is this still the all-powerful Wang Zhi who was fearless?"
The great elder on the side frowned and stroked his beard, "Do you want our people to withdraw now?"
"Withdraw? Do you understand the principle of lips dying and teeth cold? The Xuanyin Palace's main target now is the Tuoyue Sect. If we give up our assistance, once the Tuoyue Sect is destroyed, we will be the unlucky ones next!"
"Damn it! I want to see this guy Wang Zhi personally, what's wrong with his mind!"
Kunhe hurriedly came to the main peak of Tuoyue Sect to find Wang Zhi.
After walking around, I found someone on the highest mountain of Tuoyue Sect.
Wang Zhizheng was standing at the highest point of the sect. There was a pavilion here and he could clearly see all the battlefields of the sect below.
Some people from the Xuanyin Palace had just sneaked in, and the disciples of the Tuoyue Sect were setting up an array to resist the enemy. The battle was fierce, and from time to time, groups of spiritual energy exploded.
At this time, his pupils turned into a deep dark blue.
"Sky Eye" was activated, and he could clearly see the looming layer of black misfortune covering the disciples of Xuanyin Temple.
He looked at the battlefield below with interest.
Kun He's angry voice came from behind.
"Wang Zhi, let me tell you, I agreed to cooperate with your Tuoyue Sect entirely because of you. If I had known that you would become such a useless person, I would definitely not cooperate with you. Now cheer up and resist Xuanyin
Palace, if we, the Jinyang Sect, are all implicated by you, I will be the first to kill you."
Wang Zhi's leisurely voice came, "Don't be nervous, come and take a look."
"I said, I have a trump card in my hand, now I just need to wait."
While they were talking, a corner of the formation built by more than seventy disciples below was broken by the strong men of Xuanyin Palace. Two people were killed on the spot, and the remaining ten people were injured and vomited blood.
The formation was broken, and the remaining disciples were unable to stand steadily and struggled to block with all their spiritual power.
The disciples of Xuanyin Temple were dressed in black and smiled sinisterly, "Haha, if you want to stop us, you little guys are not qualified enough."
Looking at the situation below, Kun He wanted to punch Wang Zhi in the face.
"Just give it a try, and you'll feel better when the time comes!"
He was so angry that he turned around and left.
After Kun He left, Du Tuo showed up.
His pupils were covered with a layer of blue, and he was also using the "Sky Eyes" to observe the battlefield.
At this time, the three Nascent Soul Stage warriors from Xuanyin Palace took out their weapons with a grim smile. The spiritual energy around them was surging, and there was no need to use martial arts at all. These strong and powerful spiritual forces were like an endless river, over and over again.
Attacking the defensive formation like a river embankment.
Du Tuo frowned, "This little bit of bad luck is not enough. Why don't you send that little girl directly into the Xuanyin Sect?"
Du Tuo stepped forward and stood side by side with Wang Zhi, looking down at the difficult-to-resist battlefield below.
"She is your direct disciple. If Ji was caught by the people of Xuanyin Palace, Xuanyin Palace would not kill her directly. At most, they would just put her in prison and torture for a period of time. But she went deep into that place and Xuanyin Palace was captured.
The impact of bad luck will be greater, and our losses will be smaller."
Wang Zhi restrained his eye skills and said quietly: "That's my little disciple. I feel guilty enough that I can't keep her by my side to discipline her."
Du Tuo laughed, "As expected of you, Wang Zhi, a sentimental guy."
"Have you found a way to improve the Divine Doom Body?"
Du Duo stroked his beard and thought, "There is a heaven-level skill that can suppress it to a certain extent, but if this is the case, the advantage of her doom body will be completely gone. Are you sure you really want to do this?"
Wang Zhi was silent for a moment, "Where is the Heavenly Level Cultivation Technique?"
"Chance Building, seventh floor? Eighth floor? Or above."
Their sect is now at the fifth level and can enter and exit the sixth floor of Chance Building and below.
The fourth-grade sects can enter the seventh floor and below, and so on.
Wang Zhi sighed lightly, "Our sect's strength is still far from the fourth level, let alone others. Is there any way to contain it in a short time?"
"No way, I'm still looking."
The two of them were talking, and the disciples below, who had been struggling to support themselves, suddenly felt that the opponent's attack was somewhat slack.
One of the people from the Xuanyin Palace was about to use his martial arts skills when he was backlashed by the cold air, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.
What a coincidence, this mouthful of blood contained a corrosive effect, and he spat it on the teammate next to him. The strong man was using his spiritual power to absorb the blood. Before a powerful move could be used, he was vomited by this mouthful of blood.
The spiritual influence contained in it also had a backlash effect.
The two of them spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, fell to the ground, gasping for air, and large beads of sweat continued to drip from their foreheads.
The teammates next to them were all shocked, "What's going on? Weren't you fine just now? What's wrong with you two?"
The two of them wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths and stood up with difficulty.
A short man with dark skin said: "I have been counterattacked by the yin energy in my body."
His voice was trembling and his breath was unsteady, as if he was seriously injured.
"Asshole! If you slip up at a critical moment, haven't you practiced the techniques given by the sect master? Why are you still being attacked?"
Another tall man felt really aggrieved, "I was fine, but I was hurt by his yin energy."
As he spoke, he opened his mouth and spit out blood.
The short man was supporting his body with his long sword, his face was ashen.
"Damn it! It's hard for me to understand that technique..."
He knew there was something wrong with his body, but as long as he didn't face an extremely powerful opponent, this wouldn't happen.
But now...
"Damn it, I'm particularly unlucky today."
Over there, the disciples of Tuoyue Sect noticed the opponent's weakness, and the leading disciple immediately shouted loudly.
"Disciples, listen to the order and attack the word formula!"
The formation changed, from defense to attack, and a huge sword slowly formed in the sky, aiming at the three of them.
The expressions of the three people changed greatly. If the three of them worked together, they would not take this formation seriously at all, but now, those two guys fell off the chain at the critical moment, and the remaining people were unable to resist at all.
"Run!"
They had injured many disciples in the sect, and now seeing that their defeat was certain, they were about to flee in a hurry, but it was already too late.
The giant sword crashed directly towards them with a bang.
All the smoke dissipated, and the two of them died on the spot, while the other person only had one breath left.
The Tuoyue Sect disciples cheered endlessly.
"We won!"
Wang Zhi on the high platform showed a happy smile.
"It seems that we are really sure to win this time. This is just the beginning."