Chen Shen only shook his neck twice and was unscathed.
His fall this time was not only protected by the body-protecting mysterious energy, but also blessed by the passive effect of the undefeated dragon body. Naturally, it was much better than the last time when he directly smashed an individual to death.
"Such a strong suction force, what the hell is that?"
Chen Shen slowly incited Liuli Tianyu, and as soon as he jumped out of the pit, his way was blocked by the energy of the light curtain that appeared and disappeared around him.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Immediately afterwards, twelve cultivators flew from all directions and hung in the air.
Although the clothes of these people are different, each of them wears a shoulder armor shaped like an eagle's head on their left shoulder.
The huge and sharp hooked beak points forward, and the eagle's eyes flash with light, lifelike and intimidating.
When they saw the red-haired man trapped in Gaixin clearly, they couldn't help but smile with joy: "Hahaha, our prey this time is not bad, a six-star Xuanzong with a broken right hand!"
"Hey, the blood stains are still fresh. Your right hand must have been damaged not long ago, right?"
"It's a pity that you are so unlucky. Someone just destroyed your right hand. It was difficult to escape, but you chose the wrong way and fell into the trap of the twelve eagles in our Red Blood Wasteland."
…
Hearing this, Chen Shen frowned and thought to himself: "You are making a circle, no wonder I was flying well in mid-air, and suddenly I was pulled down by a strange and huge suction force."
"I'm sorry, it's these twelve guys who did it!"
Feeling angry for a moment, Chen Shen asked coldly: "You and I have never known each other, why would you set a trap to harm me?"
"Hahahaha, you are thinking too much. We have set many traps in the Scarlet Blood Wasteland, and we have never targeted anyone."
The tall and thin old man who took the lead sneered while playing with the three-section whip in his hand: "This trap is just to see which unlucky people will accidentally fall into the trap after the ten-year auction ends."
"Obviously, you are the unlucky guy today!"
This tall and thin old man's language is frivolous and his behavior is not stable at all.
However, the fire energy bursting out from all over his body made people dare not underestimate him: Six-star Xuanzong!
Among the other eleven people, three are beings who are hovering in the five-star Xuanzong to six-star Xuanzong realm.
The other eight people also have cultivation levels of three or four stars in the Xuanzong realm.
Even in the Free City where there are many powerful people, the small force composed of these twelve people is enough to be among the top ranks.
When Chen Shen heard this, he curled up his lips and said, "Damn, it turns out we met Jie Dao'er."
"Well, you can understand it that way."
Another bearded old man with hands as big as buckets and wearing a black dragon bone armor suddenly said angrily: "If there are strong men of the high-level Xuanzong realm trapped here, we will never come."
"As soon as the power of the restraining formation subsides, he will leave."
"But if the one who steps into the trap is not the top-grade Xuanzong, hehehe..."
The bearded old man hadn't finished speaking, but the killing intent in his eyes was already very obvious.
"Tsk, look at the look on this red-headed guy's face, it seems he has never heard of our name?"
"In the past, when those who fell into the trap heard our name, they all panicked and even knelt down to beg for mercy. But he... damn, is this red-haired guy just naturally stupid?"
"Hehehe, it doesn't matter."
"I believe it won't be long before he will fall into hell forever with his deep fear of our twelve eagles in the Scarlet Blood Wasteland!"
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In fact, among the notorious hunting list of Liberty City, the "Twelve Eagles of the Scarlet Blood Wasteland" are ranked second!
The evil reputation of these twelve people spread far and wide, so much so that when many people saw the carved shoulder armor from a distance, they trembled with fear.
Even the rudders and leaders of the eighteen heaven-level sects would inevitably give in when facing the twelve eagles of the Scarlet Blood Wasteland alone.
Seeing each of them pushing their mysterious energy to the limit, with their swords at war, Chen Shen suddenly raised his left hand: "Wait a minute!"
"Huh? Why, are you just remembering who you are facing now?"
"Hehehe, are you planning to beg for mercy?"
The tall and lanky man and the bearded man asked one after another, the joking in their eyes clearly evident.
Unexpectedly, in front of everyone, the red-haired man did not beg for mercy, nor did he show any panic.
He stretched out his index finger and pointed at his head: "Hey, have you seen everything? Look clearly!"
"look?"
Everyone was confused: "What are you looking at?"
"Hair, brother's hair!"
Chen Shen said coaxingly: "There is a rule in my hometown: stop when the light is red, go when the light is green."
"This is a red light here. You should all stop honestly and stop any actions that dare to offend me. Then you should admit your mistake and leave with your tail between your legs. I will spare your life."
"But if you don't listen to the advice and run through the red light... it will be life-threatening!"
Everyone, look at me and I look at you: "What's the red light and the green light? Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?"
"Hey, you probably want to delay time?"
"It will lead to long nights and many dreams. Get rid of him as soon as possible!"
The tall and thin old man gave an order, and all twelve Xuanzong swooped in.
In an instant, the five mysterious energy auras of wind, fire, thunder, ice, and poison appeared one after another, illuminating the area for miles around as brightly as day.
The next moment, twelve figures all penetrated the energy light curtain.
"Pugh! Pugh! Pugh! Pugh! Pugh..."
The eyes of the sculptures on their shoulders lit up, and the power of the formation that hindered Chen Shen had no effect on them.
"Sigh... Since you are seeking death on your own, you can't blame me."
Chen Shen slowly shook his head, a white light flashed, and the Ghost Killing Puppet Scythe was grasped in the palm of his hand: "Puppet clone - kill!"
"Buzz... swish! swish! swish! swish!"
In the electric light and flint, the power of the Ghost Slayer's weapon spirit quickly condensed into five clones.
All of them wore cloaks and were tall and tall. They also held large ghost-slaying puppets in their hands, and they were killing each other in five different directions!
"I wanted to try this trick used by the Yaoguang Star Sect a long time ago, but it was a pity that the spirit of the Demon Slayer Puppet Scythe had not fully recovered at that time."
"Now, it has been promoted to the middle-grade mysterious weapon. While the strength of the weapon spirit has been raised to a higher level, it has also been recharging its energy for a long time to reach its peak again."
"It's great to use these guys to test the power of mysterious weapons..."
With this thought in mind, Chen Shen only let the clone of Puppet Scythe meet the enemy, while he himself stood back and watched leisurely.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding!"
"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang..."
"Huh? The combat effectiveness of each of these five puppets is not inferior to that of the four-star Xuanzong?"
"Gu...Puppets are energy bodies. They only attack but not defend. With our cultivation, even if we hit them, we won't be able to cause considerable damage."