Together with the sword and light, Lei Hua spreads all over the place!
When the snow-robed young man raised his knife and brought it down, the ripples of light from the blade were like huge waves, lapping indiscriminately——
"Bah, blah, blah!"
Together with the half-black and half-gold blade light and thunder, everyone realized that they had underestimated the enemy——
"Huh? So this guy is a four-star Xuanjun? I had underestimated him before!"
"But so what? We have an absolute advantage in terms of numbers. Even if we take turns to kill him, we can still consume him alive as a four-star Xuanjun!"
"Yes, not to mention we still have... Huh?"
Suddenly, the sword light that came towards me cut off batch after batch of heads with overwhelming force.
The unpredictable situation brought the discussion of those cultivators who thought highly of themselves to an abrupt halt!
Instead, there is endless panic——
"What, what's going on?"
"The killing power of this sword is far from comparable to that of Four Star Xuanjun!"
"I didn't feel anything special when I looked at it from a distance just now, but in the blink of an eye, the sharp sword light and thunder were like cutting wheat, dividing the rows of cultivators rushing in the front into two.
Already?"
"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff..."
The sword light that covered the sky and the sun soon brought up a large curtain of blood in the air!
Chen Shen's soul consciousness was filled with system prompts that made him excited——
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a Seven-Star Xuanzun and gaining 185 billion experience points!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a peak five-star Xuanzun and gaining 111 billion experience points!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a Half-step Xuanjun and gaining 790 billion experience points!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing a one-star Xuanjun and gaining 2600 billion experience points!"
"Ding! Congratulations to the host..."
At the same time, another person emerged from the team of ice palace female cultivators. She was a woman with eyebrows like distant mountains and a delicate nose and a cherry mouth.
This woman has a very cold temperament.
But at this moment, the water-type Xuangang lingering around her was actually a bit colder than her frosty temperament!
"Hiss—Six-star Xuanjun?"
The shocking and even "frightening" thunder-type killing power had just reached its end. Before the enemy cultivators had time to take a breath, they were shocked by Bing Yuyao who came out halfway!
Even the handsome little monk couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Amitabha..."
"No wonder the success rate of this divination is only 30%."
"It's already difficult enough to deal with the four-star Xuanjun realm young man who is at the forefront!"
"What's more, a six-star Xuanjun realm female cultivator actually appeared inside the Ice Palace Gate?"
The young monk looked around and saw that most of the cultivators from various sects who came with him were extremely surprised, but judging from their actions, they had no intention of giving up...
"Oh, that's all!"
"Since there is still a 30% chance of winning, why not give it a try?"
"If you succeed, you can reach the ninth rank! But if you fail..."
The young monk suddenly frowned: "Humph, even if you fail, you will probably die?"
"The journey of cultivation is like a sea of corpses and blood, and a boat made of bones!"
"If we miss the '30%' chance of winning in front of us, what awaits us in the following days on this ancient battlefield will probably be a dead end, right?"
"It's just the difference between dying early and dying later!"
"Or... you can wait until you have been hiding in Tibet for ten years, open the door of escape, and then leave this place in despair?"
"Not to mention whether we can wait until that day alive, even if we can, I'm afraid we will inevitably have to fight fierce battles on the way to the escape door."
"After all... after preparing for this event for thousands of years, no one of the sects would want to leave empty-handed after losing their troops, right?"
"They definitely hope to gain some benefits by setting up an ambush or conducting a sneak attack before leaving."
"This is caused by greed. I believe that 99% of people are afraid that it is inevitable!"
As soon as he thought of this, the young monk's eyes suddenly burst out with determination and pride: "Everyone, the opportunity to win is right in front of you!"
"The 30% chance of winning, judging from the elimination rate in the entire Whirlpool Ancient Battlefield, can be said to be extremely high!"
"Once you miss this time, you will never have another chance!"
"You know what to do?"
Hearing the clear-faced young monk shouting loudly with his mysterious voice, the cultivators from various sects who were still a little hesitant suddenly burst out with indomitable momentum——
"Ho~~"
"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill..."
Chen Shen raised his eyebrows and smiled jokingly: "Haha, I really don't know how you got this so-called '30% chance of winning'?"
In Chen Shen's eyes, these guys are no better than the sects that he wiped out before.
Objectively speaking, the fighting group composed of eighteen sects in front of us is much smaller in number than the cultivators of the sect who were completely wiped out by Chen Shen three days ago.
However, perhaps because of the instigation of the handsome young monk, this group's "impetus" was higher than that of the battle group three days ago, and their fighting spirit became more vigorous.
There is even a bit of momentum to "break the boat and fight with a last ditch effort"!
But unfortunately, in Chen Shen's view, their good discipline and high motivation are still useless despite being crushed by their absolute strength——
"Huh~ Before, I divided into two groups and defeated more than forty sects."
"By the time of the second wave, many mystical skills were still in a cooling state. In addition, I didn't plan to use sword-type mystical skills in the first place. Therefore, I only used 60 to 70% of my full strength."
"But now, many of the mysterious techniques I have learned from Ice Palace have not yet entered the cooling-down period. To deal with the combined forces of your eighteen sects, to put it bluntly, it is just an exhibition match to gain experience points!
"
"Are you rude then?"
As his thoughts moved secretly, the young man struck out with the Nether Blood Blade in his hand, and a new killing move came suddenly!
At the same time, Bing Yuyao also inserted into the enemy battle group from the flank.
The high-grade mutated water element "Frost Star" of the heavenly level, coupled with the six-star level of mystical cultivation at the monarch level, makes Bing Yuyao's graceful figure unbeatable...
From Chen Shen to Bing Yuyao, what they have shown in Zhan Qi to this day is all sharp crushing!
This made Monk Kongyun, who was standing in the middle of the team, suddenly feel his heart skip a beat: "Wait a minute!"
The handsome young monk seemed to have thought of a possibility that frightened him: "Could it be that I misjudged the direction of action from the beginning?"
"Could it be that... the 'probability of victory' shown in the divination results does not mean that we will kill this group of powerful enemies, but that after we arrive here, we will do everything we can to unite with them?"