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Chapter six hundred and eighty fourth Wang Lao shot

When Peng Sheng heard the words of the master of the Fifth Rank Pavilion, he simply said nothing, so that the master of the Fifth Rank Pavilion besieged the Martial Saint of Quanfeng Pavilion.

"Run!" The leader of the Mao'er Sect shouted eagerly in order to defeat the Fifth Rank Pavilion three against two.

At this moment, the leader of Mao'er Sect also has a plan in mind.

All we need to do is unite with the martial saints from Quanfeng Pavilion and destroy the Fifth Rank Pavilion first.

When the time comes for him and Lao San to destroy the Martial Saints of Quanfeng Pavilion, the victory will belong to their Maoer Sect.

The martial saint of Quanfeng Pavilion, after hearing the shouts of the leader of the Mao'er Sect, turned around and ran away.

"I wanted to run, but the door didn't stop me!" Peng Sheng saw the Martial Saint from Quanfeng Pavilion running away, and he shouted loudly.

"You guys stop!" The third child also shouted violently at this time, and attacked Peng Sheng, trying to stop Peng Sheng.

Peng Sheng took a look at the distance between the third child and himself. If he continued to chase the Martial Saint from Quanfeng Pavilion, he might be in danger.

When he thought of this, Peng Sheng also gave up his pursuit of the Quanfeng Pavilion Martial Saint.

Immediately, Peng Sheng turned around and attacked Lao San directly.

"Master of the fifth-grade pavilion, let us compete!" The master of the Mao'er Sect stopped the master of the fifth-grade pavilion with a smile.

The Pavilion Master of the Fifth Rank Pavilion felt a little worried in his heart when he saw that the Martial Saint of Quanfeng Pavilion was not killed after all.

Because he was worried that if the Quanfeng Pavilion Martial Saint joined forces with the Maoer Sect, he and Peng Sheng might be in danger.

After all, everyone is now exhausted, and they are gritting their teeth and persisting.

Even if there is only one more person from the Maoer Sect, it may affect the change of the battle situation.

"Kill!" The Pavilion Master of the Fifth Rank Pavilion knew that there was no way out at this moment.

Therefore, the Pavilion Master of the Fifth Rank Pavilion gave a loud shout and took the risk, directly following the Mao'er Sect's leader to attack.

Because after fighting for a day, the spiritual energy in everyone's body has been exhausted. At this moment, they are fighting with their remaining physical strength.

Now everyone is fighting together, relying on brute force to attack. Obviously, the spiritual power within an individual cannot support them and continue to use martial arts.

"Where are you going? Why don't you join us in strangulating the people of Fifth Rank Pavilion!" Suddenly the leader of Mao'er Sect shouted anxiously.

Because they discovered that the Quanfeng Pavilion Martial Saint they rescued had no intention of helping them fight at this moment.

"Run quickly, find a place to recover your strength, and wait until both of them are injured before taking action!" At this moment, the master of Quanfeng Pavilion also sent a message to the remaining Martial Saint.

The current battle situation once again gave Quanfeng Pavilion Master a glimmer of hope of victory.

Because as long as the people of Wupin Pavilion and the people of Mao'er Sect both lose, there is still a very good chance that the martial saints of Quanfeng Pavilion will take action and kill all the people of Wupin Pavilion and Mao'er Sect.

Although this victory does not belong to him, because he can feel that he does not have much life left. He can say that he only has a few breaths left.

But if he could see the master of the Fifth-Rank Pavilion being killed before he died, then even if he died, he would be able to rest in peace.

"Don't worry, Pavilion Master, victory belongs only to Quanfeng Pavilion!" The escaping Martial Saint also responded to the message transmitted by Quanfeng Pavilion.

"Haha, it seems you saved the wrong person!" When the Fifth-Rank Pavilion Pavilion Master saw the Quanfeng Pavilion's Martial Saint escaping, he had no intention of helping the Mao'er Sect, so he directly taunted him.

To be honest, he felt relieved when he saw the Martial Saint of Quanfeng Pavilion escaping.

Although two versus two, his Fifth Rank Pavilion may not necessarily have the advantage, but at least it is better than two versus three.

At this moment, the leader of the Mao'er Sect, whose face was also green and purple, just snorted: "Humph!"

The Pavilion Master of the Fifth Rank Pavilion said with a smile: "If we fight like this, if the fisherman of Quanfeng Pavilion ends up benefiting from it, we won't be able to reap the benefits.

Otherwise, we will destroy Quanfeng Pavilion first, and we will be the only ones left in the end, and then we can compete fairly."

"You can also deceive me. That fool surnamed Quan wants me to be deceived too, so you'd better rest." Hearing the words of the Pavilion Master of the Fifth Rank Pavilion, the Master of the Mao'er Sect mocked disdainfully.

"It seems you..."

Bang!

Who would have thought that before the Fifth-Rank Pavilion Master could finish speaking, a figure hit him directly like a kite with its string broken.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

Because they suddenly discovered that the figure that fell to the ground was actually the Martial Saint who had just escaped from Quanfeng Pavilion.

"Why is he seriously injured?"

"How is this possible? Is there anyone else here?"

"What the hell is going on?"



Everyone stopped fighting at this moment and looked around cautiously.

They knew that the martial saint of Quanfeng Pavilion could not have been seriously injured for no reason and flew back. It must have been caused by someone attacking him.

This also proves that besides a few of them, there are actually people in this secret realm.

This allows them to not be nervous.

After all, they are already at the end of their strength, and they can still fight on their own.

If a Martial Saint with sufficient physical strength appeared randomly, even a first- and second-level Martial Saint, he could easily kill them.

"Pa bang bang..."

Suddenly there was a sound of slapping hands.

When everyone heard the sound of the slap, their hearts rose in their throats, and they nervously looked towards the direction where the slap came from.

The figure of an old man also appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

After everyone saw the old man's face clearly, everyone's face also changed differently.

"Pavilion...Master, it seems to be Mr. Wang?" Peng Sheng saw the person coming, and there was a look of disbelief on his face.

"Haha, it seems like it's really Mr. Wang, and Mr. Wang is okay?" The Pavilion Master of the Fifth Rank Pavilion was stunned for a moment, and then a look of joy appeared on his face.

You know, when the people in Wupin Pavilion saw the saints coming back, they did not see Mr. Wang.

They all thought something had happened to Mr. Wang, so when they saw Mr. Wang appear intact, they were naturally filled with surprise.

"Well, you, Fifth Rank Pavilion, still have such a hand!" The leader of the Mao'er Sect, his face became even more ugly when he saw Mr. Wang.

At this moment, the leader of the Mao'er Sect also felt as if his heart was filled with despair.

After all, he was running out of energy at the moment. Facing the physically strong Mr. Wang, he was just a piece of meat at his mercy, and there was no way he could resist.

He had no extravagant hopes that Mr. Wang might let him go.

At this moment, he also had a feeling of powerlessness. After all, he worked so hard and ended up making a wedding dress for others, which was a very unpleasant feeling.

But no matter how uncomfortable it was, there was nothing he could do about it, because he had no spiritual power and physical strength at this moment.

"Brother, what should we do now?" The third child of the Mao'er Sect was also afraid when he saw Mr. Wang. He looked worried and asked the leader of the Mao'er Sect.


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