Although Ji Pingsheng and others are geniuses on the Qianlong List, their strength is still far behind Fang Xueqing's. When all the warriors saw that he wanted to try, they couldn't help but frown and think deeply.
"This Frost Banshee will become stronger every time, if she can't challenge it this time."
A warrior spoke out worriedly. In fact, his worry was also what everyone was thinking. The Frost Banshee is so difficult now. If her strength is increased again, how can these people resist it?
"Don't worry, we have our own ways to deal with her." Ji Pingsheng said confidently.
Since Ji Pingsheng had said this and no one said anything else, Liu Zheji couldn't help but follow them when he saw the four of them walking into the valley.
"What are you doing?" Gu Menger suddenly grabbed Liu Zheji's arm from behind.
"Uh... I'm going to observe." Liu Zheji pulled Gu Meng'er's hand, but the other party was very strong. Liu Zheji pulled Gu Meng'er's hand several times but still didn't pull it away.
"You'd better stop messing around!" Gu Meng'er warned Liu Zheji and followed him.
Liu Zheji suddenly felt very happy, but when he saw Gu Cheng's murderous eyes, the unhappiness disappeared instantly.
The four of Ji Pingsheng walked into the valley. Beside him was Mo Zhiyan, who was holding a huge blood-colored sword. The two women behind him were Huang Qiuyan and Zhan Xiaolu. The moment the four of them saw the Frost Banshee, different colors of energy flowed from them.
burst out.
Four strands of true energy reflected each other in mid-air. The four thick blue, white, yellow and green strands of true energy seemed to be alive, stirring into an entity in mid-air.
A four-color giant sword was instantly formed in mid-air. The sword was about four to five feet long. Countless spiritual energy breathed out from the tip of the sword. A transparent light shield completely covered the giant sword during the breath.
Ji Pingsheng raised his right hand to his chest, with three fingers connected to form sword fingers, and he swallowed his breath and said.
"clumsy!"
The four-color giant sword trembled with a "buzz" sound, and a strong pressure suddenly descended from the giant sword.
Fang Xueqing's expression changed instantly. He felt a trace of oppression from this pressure. With his strength, only the Transformation Realm could put pressure on him. He didn't expect that Ji Pingsheng and the four of them worked together to produce such powerful martial arts.
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"The Four-In-Eight Desolate Emperor's Heavenly Sword Technique?"
Those who are knowledgeable will recognize this famous martial skill. This martial skill is the Zhenyuan Kung Fu of Luofeng Academy. It is infinitely close to the best martial arts of the heaven level. Of course, the method of use is also extremely harsh. The four of them have been practicing it since childhood.
Only then did he successfully use this martial skill.
"disease!"
Ji Pingsheng and four other people turned around at the same time, pointed their swords in their right hands, and shouted at the four-color giant sword.
The Frost Banshee's face changed slightly when she saw the giant sword. Facing the menacing giant sword, her body turned into nothingness silently. The giant sword passed through her body without causing any damage.
"Alas..." The warriors in the field couldn't help but sigh when they saw that the giant sword could not do anything to the Frost Banshee.
Ji Pingsheng smiled coldly. Since he dared to go on stage, he certainly had the confidence. The four people on the field turned around again, and the sword finger continued to direct the giant sword in a circle, attacking the Frost Banshee from behind.
After going back and forth several times, the banshee Hua's invisible and transparent body suddenly trembled, and her original body suddenly appeared in some places.
"That's it!"
Ji Pingsheng gritted his teeth and swung his arm violently. The arm made an overwhelming "click" sound as he waved it. He moved so quickly and urgently that some of the three people around him suddenly moved slower.
"Click."
A crisp sound was accompanied by a muffled groan at the same time. Ji Pingsheng couldn't help but look back and saw Zhan Xiaolu covering his arms in pain, with sweat pouring down his pale face.
"Xiao Lu!" Ji Pingsheng called worriedly.
"Don't worry about me!" Zhan Xiaolu half-knelt on the ground and said with stubborn eyes.
Ji Pingsheng was filled with anger, and with a slash of his sword finger, the four-color giant sword instantly struck at the Frost Banshee.
The giant sword slashed across the body of the banshee, and suddenly halfway through the stroke, the banshee's body finally couldn't hold on and transformed from transparent back to solid.
"Ah!!"
The Frost Banshee kept screaming in pain. The five-color giant sword was inserted into her abdomen. She grabbed the giant sword with both hands and tried to pull it out. Ji Pingsheng and the four of them also knew that they could not let her succeed. The four of them did it at the same time.
He made a movement, folded his left arm on his right arm, held down the sword finger of his right hand with his left hand, and squatted down in the most stable posture.
Large streams of blue blood continued to spray out from the Frost Banshee's abdomen. The blood fell on the ground and turned into pieces of ice sculptures that emitted cold air. The Frost Banshee held one hand against the five-color giant sword, and the other
She cast a spell downward with one hand, and a cold wave brushed straight down from her hand. The ice sculptures and blood on the ground suddenly turned into dozens of small frost banshees.
Ji Pingsheng looked at this scene with dull eyes, his arrogance finally paid the price for him.
Suddenly, three red banshees appeared out of nowhere and gave an order. All the banshees howled and rushed towards the four of them crazily.
"I'm blocking it! Let's go!"
Mo Zhiyan appeared in front of the others at some point. He shouted anxiously to the three of them. The blood-red sword in his hand had already been taken out, and white sword energy slashed at the many frost banshees in an attempt to stop them.
"Let's go together!" Ji Pingsheng wanted to help him, but was stopped by a sword energy.
"Hurry up, it's too late! Have you forgotten our previous plan?!" Mo Zhiyan said anxiously.
Ji Pingsheng suddenly remembered what Mo Zhiyan said when the four of them were practicing the formation a long time ago. At that time, Dean Ji Haifeng once asked them such a question.
What should you do if you encounter an overwhelming crisis at the same time?
Just as everyone was thinking about how to answer, Mo Zhiyan with a cold face came out and said: "If there is danger, I will resist it and the others will just run away."
"What if I can't resist it and will die?"
"Dead? Then just die!"
"Zhiyan!"
Huang Qiuyan suddenly shouted.
Mo Zhiyan looked back, and his heart suddenly started to tremble. Huang Qiuyan's normally smooth face was filled with tears. She opened her mouth and said something to Mo Yiyan silently. Mo Zhiyan's heart
, suddenly bloomed like a humble seed. He had never had such an urge to live like today.
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"I can……"
Mo Zhiyan was halfway through his words when he suddenly couldn't speak anymore. He looked at his chest in horror, where a transparent bloody hand gradually turned into reality.
"No!!!"
As the three people screamed in despair, Mo Zhiyan's body was torn in half by the blood-red banshee. Seeing this, the other banshees immediately attacked and attacked. Nearly half of the group of cyan banshees were dyed red.
Red, after killing Mo Zhiyan, their ferocious faces turned around.
"Go quickly!!"
Ji Pingsheng pulled Zhan Xiaolu and the dull-looking Huang Qiuyan and ran towards the outside of the valley.
When the other warriors watching the excitement saw this scene, they didn't dare to stay. They wished they could give themselves wings to run faster.
"Zhiyan? I want to find Zhiyan!"
Huang Qiuyan's eyes were red, tears kept flowing down her cheeks, and she kept mumbling.
"Zhi Yan is dead, Sister Huang." Zhan Xiaolu choked and said, rubbing her eyes and holding on to Huang Qiuyan's clothes, as if this was the only one she could rely on.
"It's all you! You killed Zhiyan!" Huang Qiuyan suddenly roared at Ji Pingsheng.
Ji Pingsheng silently accepted Huang Qiuyan's scolding. He could not deny that Mo Zhiyan's death had a lot to do with him.
Liu Zheji was also worried when he saw this parting scene, but he was more worried about how to deal with the Frost Banshee next. This was the second time he failed. The first time, the Frost Banshee defeated the strongest Fang Xue.
Returning in vain, the second time even caused the loss of one of the geniuses at the top of the Hidden Dragon List. Next, the Frost Banshee will be even more difficult to deal with. How can the remaining warriors resist it?
"What to do? Are you ready to fight?" Jiuli walked out of the team. Behind him, a group of monsters were already gearing up and waiting to go into battle.
Among the remaining warriors, only their demon clan team is the strongest. Fang Xueqing was injured and his strength has been greatly reduced. The strength of the other warriors is uneven.
"I'm with you." Gu Mengying stood up with the Gu family team behind her.
"I'll come too. Alas, if we keep wasting it, we will all die here." Several late-stage Xiantian warriors emerged from the crowd again. Some warriors did not want to sit still and wanted to come out, but were stopped by Gu Mengying.
"The more people there are, the less we can exert our strength. Let's leave some fresh troops. If we fail again this time, it may be a life-or-death battle next time." Gu Mengying sighed.
"Okay!" Gu Chengdu shouted, and led the Gu family team to join the demon clan. Although humans and demons have been incompatible since ancient times, it is a matter of life and death, and strategic cooperation is understandable.
Gu Meng'er frowned and took a deep look at Gu Chengdu's leaving figure. Upon seeing this, Liu Zheji touched Gu Meng'er's back.
"Just say what you want to say, don't leave any regrets."
"Stop talking nonsense." Gu Meng'er scolded Liu Zheji, making him shrink back in fright.
"I'm just kind-hearted." Liu Zheji said to himself with an innocent expression.
After the demon clan Jiuli came to the valley, he smiled cruelly at the frost banshee in the distance. The demon clan behind him simultaneously burst out with demonic power. For a moment, the demonic aura in the mountain and valley soared into the sky, almost overturning the entire third floor of Qijue Tower.
"You are mainly attacking the Frost Banshee! We are responsible for supporting and dealing with the little demons around her!" Gu Mengying quickly issued the order. Jiuli and Gu Chengdu nodded. The battle is about to break out!
"product!"
"Accumulate! Accumulate! Accumulate!"
Jiuli roared, and the demonic power surged all over his body. He used all his strength when he struck out. His body was visibly lifted up several inches, and the muscles all over his body also swelled up. The other demon clans were similar to Jiuli, all with their demonic power surged and their size increased dramatically.
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"kill!"
Jiuli roared and rushed out first. At the same time, he took out his weapon, a mace more than one foot long. As soon as the mace was taken out, a strong blood energy suddenly enveloped Jiuli's body.
He jumped up from the ground and hit the Frost Banshee with a stick.