Although this long-range attrition tactic was well thought out, it went against the original intention.

Who says that just because you don't know ranged spells, you don't have any ranged abilities?

Surrounded by more than a hundred people in the secret realm, even an ordinary person would be extremely flustered, and might even kneel down and beg for mercy.

The three people who were surrounded were no ordinary people.

If we exclude Wu Er, in the outer sect competition of Pengshan Sect, the champion should be Han Qingxiu, and the second place should be Xiong Ao.

These two can be considered the pinnacle of combat power among the outer disciples of Pengshan, so even when facing so many people, they did not panic, but calmly dealt with the situation.

As the people from the Chaoran Sect who had surrounded them began to create distance, one by one, the cultivators who specialized in magic began to unleash spells such as spiritual fire and immortal lightning.

Various spells came crashing down, filling the surroundings completely; there was no time to dodge.

If you can't dodge, then you can only take it.

Needless to say, Wu Er is a lazy bum; no matter what method he uses, these minor spells won't hurt him.

Han Qingxiu, who was on the side, took out several flying swords from her storage bag, activated all her spiritual power, and set up a small sword formation by herself with her Foundation Establishment cultivation.

Xiong Ao's method was much simpler. As a body cultivator, he didn't need to use any fancy tricks; he simply tensed his muscles and relied entirely on his body to withstand the strain.

Of course, besides trying to defend against the incoming spells, the two of them also secretly did something else.

That's throwing sand...

This isn't a sect's arena; it's paved with stone bricks. This is wild land in a secret realm.

Although it's not a place full of sand, if you throw it forcefully, you can still create puffs of smoke.

"Whoosh!" "Splash!" "Bang!"

Several sounds rang out in succession: the sound of sand being thrown up, the sound of swords clashing, and the sounds of various spells striking.

The aftershocks of the spell stirred up a lot of dust, and Xiong Ao and Han Qingxiu deliberately kicked up the dust as well.

In an instant.

Smoke billowed up, obscuring the view and completely shrouding the figures of the surrounded individuals.

Because of the smoke and dust, people couldn't be seen clearly, and the disciples of the Chaoran Sect, who lacked wide-range spells, naturally didn't know where to attack.

Among the disciples of the Chaoran Sect, Dong Liang, who was hiding in the back issuing orders, was slightly startled when he saw this situation.

However, he reacted quickly, saying directly, "Back up! Back up now!"

Dong Liang used his magic to amplify his voice and ordered the other disciples to retreat quickly.

The other disciples were somewhat confused. The distance was far enough that the opponents couldn't use magic and couldn't hit them, so why retreat?

Although he had some doubts, Dong Liang's status was not low, so he stepped back.

Just as these disciples of the Chaoran Sect were about to retreat, a wisp of smoke and dust appeared.

Then, several pieces of gravel were thrown out, each about the size of a fist, and they were thrown at great speed, so the force of the impact must have been considerable.

Although it's not a spell, such a stone can still be lethal to a Foundation Establishment cultivator whose physical body isn't particularly strong.

A stone suddenly flew out of nowhere and hit one of the Transcendent Sect disciples who was in the foreground.

With a "plop" sound, a splash of bright red blood spurted out, followed by a faint fishy smell spreading out.

After another person was hit, another wave of stones followed. Most of the disciples of the Chaoran Sect hurriedly cast spells to protect themselves, but some were slower to react and were injured by the stones.

This wave of stones injured more than ten people.

I don't know ranged spells, but I can throw stones far away!

When someone was hit by a stone, the disciples panicked.

They are all flowers grown in a greenhouse. Although a few can withstand the wind and snow, most of them still wither in the face of the wind and snow.

A large number of Chaoran Sect disciples panicked and hurriedly retreated. There were already many people surrounding them, and they were standing densely together.

If one person moves backward or erratically, it will cause a crowd to gather.

As a result, the encirclement formation was thrown into disarray.

"Disperse the smoke."

Dong Liang gritted his teeth, his small eyes glaring at his disappointing fellow disciples, a surge of anger rising within him.

"What's the panic!" Dong Liang shouted. "They're just some stones. Just use magic to block them!"

Although Dong Liang kept issuing orders, his disciples were simply too mentally fragile.

A wave of stones and a shoving match threw them into disarray, leaving them in complete disarray.

Meanwhile, as the smoke and dust cleared, Wu Er and his companions were revealed.

Although they had exposed themselves, no one used magic to attack them.

Wu Er had been in the smoke, but now he was completely clean, without a speck of dust on his body.

In contrast, Han Qingxiu and Xiong Ao were covered in dust and looked disheveled. Although they had scattered the enemy, they were not in good condition themselves.

"Young people really have weak minds; they've already lost their courage."

Wu Er flicked his sleeves, swept away the dust that hadn't completely settled, and looked at the disciples of the Chaoran Sect with great interest.

That look in his eyes was like an adult watching a few-year-old child fight.

"That's enough."

Seeing that his fellow disciples were too disappointing, Dong Liang decided to stop trying to command them with words.

"go!"

Suddenly, Dong Liang made a hand seal, and a pagoda appeared, hovering above his head.

This tower doesn't look very big, only about the height of a palm, but you can tell it has seven stories. It has many carvings, and each carving is very intricate.

"It looks familiar."

When Wu Er saw the figure Dong Liang had summoned, he touched his chin and felt that it looked somewhat familiar.

This tower... is somewhat similar to the sacred object of the immortals of the Transcendent Sect, with the same structure and carvings.

However, the sacred object was a nine-story pagoda, while this pagoda only had seven stories.

It must be a replica, but even if it is a replica, it is still a rare and exquisite magic weapon.

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