It is hard to imagine what kind of torture the monks of the Waning Moon Sect are experiencing right now.
More than two hundred masters were tortured by one person until they ran around like lost dogs.
The key is that he is trapped in his own trap and cannot escape!
"what to do?"
The monks of the Waning Moon Sect were all anxious. The trapped formation was completely their slaughterhouse!
"Should we unite and hold on until the masters from the inner palace come out?"
"Hold on! - With his current killing speed, I'm afraid we will all be dead before we can wait for the masters of the inner palace!"
"Then what do you think we should do!? If we don't join hands to hold on, are we going to die?"
"Let's all join forces to smash the formation!!" A monk with high prestige and perfect spiritual realm looked gloomy.
Breaking the formation?
The monks of the Cangyue Sect all had a look of intense pain on their faces - how could any of them smash their own formation?
However, they all know rationally that breaking the formation is a practical solution - of course they know the power of their own trapped formation; with so many of them, it is not difficult to break the formation!
Moreover, the most important thing is that they seem to have no other way out except smashing the formation!
"I smashed my own trap. If this spreads out, will I become a laughing stock? It is possible for such a stupid behavior to spread throughout the entire continent!" Some people worried.
"That's right!" said the sixty-year-old old monk, "A person has a face, and a tree has a skin. I, Zuo Si, can't ruin my great reputation in this life!"
"Idiot!" the monk with higher prestige scolded directly, "If you want a famous name, go help us drag that kid away! When we survive, we will make sure your famous name is passed down from generation to generation!"
What I didn’t expect was——
"Pass it to your sister!" Sixty-year-old old monk Zuo Si was the first to rush out, and his target was exactly the wall of the trapped formation!
"Holy shit!"
The other monks on the side were dumbfounded: "This old face is too thick!"
However, when Zuo Si rushed out like this, who among the others would be stunned! None of them hesitated at all and rushed towards the wall of the large array.
Whoever rushes slowly will help others "break up"!
"Uh..." Xu Ming was also dumbfounded, "These are the masters of prefecture-level forces? What's the spirit of masters!?"
However, Xu Ming was not idle either. He caught up with several of them and started killing them.
However, the monks of the Cangyue Sect were running away in all directions, which made it very difficult for Xu Ming to chase him - after he killed one, he had to drive a long way to kill the second one.
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"Boom!!!"
"Hurry up and smash the formation!!"
The few poachers who are still surviving are completely stunned by this "unpredictable" wonderful battle situation.
The scene in front of me is really weird no matter how you look at it!
The masters of the Zangyue Cult, who were supposed to be in an absolute advantage, frantically smashed their own trap formations in order to escape.
But Xu Ming, who was supposed to be at an absolute disadvantage, turned into a god of death, leaving no trace behind in his path!
There is a poacher with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks who has already secretly used the water curtain technique to record the images in front of him.
"kill!!"
The fire dragon on Xu Ming's spear looks like it came from hell.
Screams continued to sound.
"Why kill me! Why don't you kill them!!"
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
…
Xu Ming was ruthless and harvested them one by one.
Maybe he got used to killing gradually, or maybe he was affected by the evil spirit. In short, Xu Ming became decisive in his killing!
If they are enemies and not friends, they should be resolved by killing!
Suddenly, Xu Ming discovered that this world is actually quite simple! There is a lot less intrigue, but a lot more straightforward killing!
This is a world where force is supreme and martial arts is respected!
If you can speak with your fists, try not to use your mouth!
Xu Ming went on a killing spree and killed more than fifty people in a short time!
And at this time...
boom!!!
Under the fierce bombardment of the masters of the Cangyue Sect, their own trapped formation was finally forcibly blasted away!
"The trap is finally broken!"
"Great, finally broke it open!"
…
The monks of the Cangyue Sect were overjoyed - no one else could be so happy after smashing their own formation!
But, can you not be happy?
"Run!!"
"Run away!!"
"Everyone spread out and run away! Who lives and who dies depends on God's will!"
"Run! Run! Run!"
Everyone worked hard and broke out at the fastest speed in their lives. They all understood that if anyone ran slowly, he would probably sacrifice his life for others.
"Old Wang, wait for me, don't run so fast!" A weak spiritual monk shouted to Lao Wang who was running in front of him - a spiritual monk can still be weak, maybe it's because of his appearance.
Still really drained by women.
"Waiting for you to become paralyzed!" Lao Wang gritted his teeth even tighter, "Just go with peace of mind - I will help you take care of your three thousand harem!"
"I..." The weak monk was about to curse when a fire dragon spear penetrated him from behind.
Before he died, he was still full of unwillingness and roared: "Old Wang, if you dare to touch my wives, I will never let you go!"
Immediately afterwards, his whole body was swallowed by the fire dragon.
Lao Wang, who was running away in front, did not have any sadness in his eyes, but was slightly happy: "My sons, you can finally live with your biological father!"
Lao Wang was secretly delighted - this massacre was really good!
But then, Lao Wang's expression suddenly changed: "Old Song, you..."
"Go to hell!" Old Song beside him suddenly gave him a kick and kicked him straight towards Xu Ming.
"Old Song, I'm a fool!!"
Poof!
Poor Lao Wang was directly attacked and kicked to Xu Ming's side. How could he survive?
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After a chase, Xu Ming took the lives of many masters.
But soon, the other spiritual realm monks had all escaped Xu Ming's perception range.
"You guys can run fast!"
The monks of the Cangyue Sect dispersed in all directions. No matter how much Xu Ming wanted to pursue them, he was unable to pursue them, so he had to give up.
Returning to the Qianzhang Shimen, Xu Ming discovered that the poachers who had been hiding in the corner had long since disappeared, and they had obviously taken advantage of the chaos to run away.
"If I go, I can run faster than a rabbit!"
After everyone ran away, Xu Ming quickly picked up the Najie left on the ground.
In this battle, Xu Mingke directly slaughtered sixty or seventy masters who were in the late spiritual realm and who had perfected the spiritual realm!
The legacy of so many masters is undoubtedly a huge wealth, and Xu Ming cannot let it go!
After collecting the treasures in a hurry, Xu Ming even recognized the direction, ducked, and disappeared directly on the spot.
…
Not long after Xu Ming left, the portal suddenly lit up.
The thousand-foot stone gate shines with dazzling light, communicating with the other side of the small world - that is where the inner hall is located.
A burly man with strong mood fluctuations all over his body slowly walked out of the dazzling light.
"Huh? It's only been a little over a quarter of an hour since I got here. Where are the people guarding here!? - Are they all dead?"