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- w "You want to capture Zhang alive? You are simply delusional, look at my high-grade element!" Zhang Weidong suddenly shouted and made an attack posture, putting the three of them on alert. However, he suddenly turned around and quickly rushed into the surrounding area. Among the monks.
The three of them were stunned for a moment, then became very embarrassed and angry.
"Seeking death!"
In the blink of an eye, a ray of green light entered the flock like a tiger, instantly piercing through the three monks, and a rain of blood sprinkled down from the mid-air. The three monks did not react at all, and they fell into the air like dumplings. If you continue to die, you can¡¯t die anymore!
¡°Be careful!¡± someone exclaimed.
"Run¡ª¡ª"
Encountering such a powerful monk, it was a one-sided massacre. The monks around him were frightened and turned around and ran away.
What a joke, if you don¡¯t run away now, are you waiting to be slaughtered?
They were only mobilizing the formation for the three elders to prevent Zhang Weidong from escaping after being seriously injured. However, they did not confront Zhang Weidong directly. They faced him directly. They could only run away or be slaughtered.
At this moment, many people were cursing Murong Jian, Bao Luo Zhenren, and Iron Fan Xiushi in their hearts. The three of them could not stand this man, causing the three monks to be killed in an instant.
When Zhang Weidong saw these escaping monks, he immediately burst into laughter. He stepped forward and ran towards a crowded place. His speed was faster.
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At this moment, three flying swords came from behind Zhang Weidong, and it was Murong Jian and the others who took action hastily. Flying swords can both assist flight and attack.
And these three flying swords, in terms of grade, are all low grade, on the same level as Fei Yunzhou.
But it has low-grade flying speed and low-grade attack power!
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Zhang Weidong sensed the danger behind him, but sneered and did not resist. He just rushed forward, dodged a few times, and rushed into the crowd.
"Not good!" The three of them stopped when they saw that the flying swords were flying towards them, killing the monks on their side.
Thus. The three of them were very worried.
Originally, the speed of the flying sword could completely catch up with Zhang Weidong's movement speed, but Zhang Weidong actually used people as a shield to make them shrink back and dare not kill.
"Spare your life!"
"ah¡ª¡ª"
"Help¡ª¡ª"
Because of this hesitation, Zhang Weidong struck again unceremoniously, slashing the green light sword, splitting the three people in front of him in half. The flesh and blood is very generous and has a great visual impact.
After killing three more people, Zhang Weidong immediately changed direction again, because Murong Jian and three others also arrived in shame and anger.
They are only a hundred meters apart from each other. If they hesitate for a moment, they will be able to face each other.
However, Zhang Weidong is seeking to kill as many enemies as possible at this moment, rather than confronting them in advance.
So. This scene of a chase scene was staged. Zhang Weidong, who had pure and strong Yuan Li, chased and killed the fleeing monks in front and behind. However, three extremely angry elders were chasing after him, commanding flying swords to attack Zhang Weidong from time to time. However, Zhang Weidong was not willing to fight. After he succeeded, he turned around and ran towards other people. However, the three elders were shrinking and unable to move. They were angry. The curse.
In this mountain forest, blood began to spread.
Many monks were panicking. I wish my parents would give me more legs.
Screaming, screaming, anger, and ironic, staged fiercely over the mountain forest.
"Seventy-eighth!" Zhang Weidong counted after killing a monk at the fifth level of Qi training with one sword.
Not far behind, Murong Jian, Bao Luo Zhenren, and Iron Fan Xiu Shi, who were chasing after each other, had ferocious expressions on their faces.
"This is not the way to go!"
"Let the disciples gather around the three of us!"
"This is a good idea!"
Murong Jian also thinks this method is feasible. Let the disciples block it, but it can't be blocked at all, so the only way is to clear out these disciples. Let Zhang Weidong be isolated.
"All disciples, gather towards the elders to prevent being attacked!" As soon as the three of them stopped, Murong Jian shouted loudly, making the entire mountain forest rustle.
When everyone heard this, they turned around and gathered around the three elders, feeling that that was the only place where they were safe.
"Quick, gather around the elders!"
"The elders are protecting us!"
At this time, these disciples, even the monks at the sixth or seventh level of Qi training, were shocked by Zhang Weidong's strength and a little frightened.
But the elders at the eighth level of qi training were helpless. Their speed could not catch up with Zhang Weidong.You must know that what Zhang Weidong exposed was the cultivation aura of the late eighth level of Qi training, and the same was true for his strength. And they also had late-stage, even perfect monks, but they couldn't catch up.
There is no other reason. Zhang Weidong wears a pair of low-grade 'Wind God Boots' on his feet. Such an element that specifically increases the movement speed is really rare. However, if the speed is increased by 20 to 30%, it is no longer comparable to the same level.
While he was chasing, the front suddenly became empty. Zhang Weidong immediately heard Murong Jian's voice, and his expression suddenly changed. It was Murong Jian and the other three who were forcing him to fight with them!
When he saw the three people being surrounded, many monks gathered around them, Zhang Weidong's eyes lit up, he turned around, and actually flew towards Murong Jian and the others.
"What a good opportunity! So many people gathered and swept through, not only death but also serious injury!"
Murong Jian and the others were a little happy and sneered when they saw Zhang Weidong not running away but chasing after him. Let¡¯s see how you can run this time!
Once the three of them lose their scruples, Zhang Weidong can't run away and can only fight one-on-three.
The three of them looked at each other and immediately wanted to take action.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhang Weidong approached the crowd of disciples, he stopped moving forward and quickly waved the green light sword. Swish, swish, a dozen swords. The sword energy flew into the crowd, and screams suddenly started one after another. Another forty monks fell headlong, obviously unable to survive.
Murong Jian and the other three were stunned and furious, with fire shooting out of their eyes.
"asshole!"
"Damn it!"
"kill!"
The three of them ignored the obstruction of their disciples and some elders, and finally got out of the crowd. Their speed was delayed, and they surrounded Zhang Weidong. This time, Zhang Weidong could not run away. Ten other elders from the seventh and eighth levels of qi training also followed, arranging formations for the three elders.
However, Zhang Weidong did not run away, but seemed to be waiting for them, with a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth.
??Assassinated his parents and destroyed his farm, but now he has not gone to settle the score. In turn, they want to kidnap themselves as slaves and make elixirs for them. Old and new hatreds are flooding their minds.
So Zhang Weidong showed no mercy when he killed.
This battle. This is Zhang Weidong's battle to become famous. If he wants to establish a great reputation, he will not hesitate to be regarded as a butcher!
Let these monks tremble in fear and run away whenever they mention Western Qin!
For the safety of his parents and the peace of the mortals of Western Qin, Zhang Weidong could only go on a killing spree!
"Boy. Why don't you run away?" Master Baoluo stared at Zhang Weidong fiercely and said through gritted teeth.
Zhang Weidong just killed everyone, including many people from the casual cultivator alliance, but they were all killed. Among them were four elders at the sixth and seventh levels of Qi training, especially those at the sixth level, who were killed instantly with one move!
In fact, both the elders of the Immortal Alliance and the Demon Alliance suffered losses. Fourteen of the twenty-seven elders were killed in this short time!
This is simply a disgrace!
It¡¯s simply unforgivable!
Zhang Weidong smiled sarcastically and said, "Huh. Isn't this exactly what you want?"
"This time you are stuck and can't fly, so just surrender and capture me!" Murong Jian said in a deep voice.
Murong Jian's murderous aura is about to condense, and his hatred for Zhang Weidong cannot be filled up. Even the Iron Fan Master can't be bothered to act cool and play with the folding fan, and his face is so black that he can drip with ink!
"Haha, a bunch of idiots!" Zhang Weidong cursed.
"kill!"
The three of them were furious, with their long hair flying, their flying swords flying, and their sword energy flowing horizontally, and they pressed towards Zhang Weidong.
Zhang Weidong's face straightened. The green light sword split three swords, and the cultivation level at the late eighth level of Qi training was quite beneficial.
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One to three, they are evenly matched!
This is not surprising, although Zhang Weidong only displayed the strength of the late eighth level of Qi training. The Green Light Sword is a high-grade weapon, while the Flying Sword is a low-grade weapon. There is a huge gap.
For a time, the four-person battle was fierce, and the trees in the mountain forest were destroyed and fell one by one. The sword energy of the four people was like a cutting machine, simply powerful.
At this moment, everyone here suddenly felt panic in their hearts. Behind them, a huge purple mist appeared among the monks watching the battle, covering nearly half of these monks at once and wrapping them up. After a few breaths, the sky was full of smoke. Treasure bags, storage bags, and utensils fell like raindrops one after another, and with a burst of dust, these monks disappeared, leaving a large gap in the crowd.
"not good!"
"Run away!"
The monk who discovered something bad was shocked and ran away without saying a word.
But it was too late. The speed of the purple energy was much faster than theirs. In a flash, it turned into purple mist again, shrouding the remaining half of the monks. No sound could be heard, and the space seemed to be frozen. Several times more Once the purple energy washed away, the place became empty again. All the monks here were dead, as if they had never existed!
It can be found that the purple energy has grown a lot. It used to be like a piece of cow hair, but now it is as thick and thick as a large needle, and it is more powerful!
Of course, the swallowing power of this purple energy is also frightening!
It took more than two hundred monks to grow up to this point!
"If it grows to the length of a foot and the thickness of chopsticks, how many monks' flesh, flesh, and souls will it have to swallow?"
When they heard the screams over there, the thirteen elders here, including Murong Jian, Bao Luo Zhenren, and Iron Fan Master, all became nervous. Three of the elders' flying swords stagnated slightly and made mistakes. Zhang Weidong and others At this opportunity, the strength of the Great Perfection of the ninth level of Qi training suddenly burst out. The azure light sword burst out with extremely powerful sword energy, roaring and devastating. The sword bounced off Murong Jian's flying sword and broke through the top-grade defensive clothing. People are torn apart!
quiet!
shocked!
Fear!
Everyone was stunned. Baoluo Zhenren and Iron Fan Xiushi were so frightened that they retreated hurriedly.
At this time, no one can care about the ownerless flying sword. Life is important!
"Oh my god, run away! This person is actually not a late-stage cultivator at the eighth level of Qi training, but a ninth-level Great Perfection cultivator!"
"We are not opponents!"
"Escape!"
Zhang Weidong caught Murong Jian's flying sword and stamped his mark on it. Seeing everyone trying to escape, he sneered.
Although this flying sword was only obtained and was not refined in time, the speed will be affected, but it can be used at least. His cultivation can make up for the lack of speed, and it is even faster than Baoluo Zhenren and Iron Fan Master.
"Can you escape?"
Zhang Weidong jumped in front of everyone with a swish, blocking the way.
This time, everyone was in despair.
Among the thirteen elders, the ones with the highest cultivation level are Baoluo Zhenren and Iron Fan Xiushi. However, only they know how big the gap is between the monks who have mastered the ninth level of Qi Dzogchen and Dzogchen! m
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