At this time, another short middle-aged man joined the battle, easing his life-threatening crisis.
The middle-aged man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but the scene before him made his heart rise again. Murong Liuyu was fighting two people at the same time, and he was able to do it with ease and suppress them.
The middle-aged man and the short man looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and fought Murong Liuyu.
However, the strength of others is not as strong as Murong Liuyu.
Chu Tian was barely able to hold his own against the two acquired ancient warriors. Although Yan Qingcheng's awakened supernatural power was the King of Fire, she was only a B-level controller and could only deal with one acquired ancient warrior. She did not show any fear against the other opponents who were far stronger than herself.
Don’t take life and death lightly. If you don’t accept it, just fight it. The worst that can happen is death.
The Magic City had too few top fighters, but thanks to the suppression of the air-breaking gun, a one-sided situation did not occur in a short time.
The Dragon Group's guard members and the Yan family's disciples fought tooth and nail, unleashing their potential and exerting 120% of their strength.
The members of the Demon God Cult were distracted and had to guard against the attacks of the Gas-breaking Bombs. They were multitasking and could only exert 60% to 70% of their own strength, or even less. All the strength below the top ancient warriors was used to avoid the attacks of the Gas-breaking Bombs. However, they had no Qi shields to protect themselves. Once hit by the Gas-breaking Bombs, they would die instantly.
As one side gained strength, the other side lost strength, and the crowd and the members of the Demon God Cult were in a stalemate.
However, this is only a short period of time, and the Demon God Cult's deputy leader Mo Wang has not yet taken action.
At this time, Mo Wang's eyes flickered and he looked around from time to time, as if he was looking for something.
The people around were also puzzled. Why didn't Mo Wang take action yet? Was he waiting for someone?
Mo Wang was suspicious by nature. The reason why he hesitated to take action was because the feeling of being stared at just now made him frightened and uncertain.
"Where the hell is this person?"
Mo Wang expanded his perception, not missing any corner, but still found nothing. If the feeling just now was so unforgettable, he would even doubt whether it was an illusion.
Lu Tian became more and more proficient in the 36 basic Taixuan sword techniques during the battle. He was as still as a mountain and as fast as lightning, and each move unleashed earth-shattering power.
"That's right, actual combat is much faster than practicing on your own!"
Lu Tian found that his understanding of the Thirty-Six Sword Techniques was becoming more and more proficient. Although this set of sword techniques was basic, it contained thousands of variations. The moves seemed simple, but the power was much stronger than ordinary sword techniques.
No wonder Lu Zu often practices this sword technique. It’s a good deal for him!
I wonder which one is stronger compared to Lu Zu's famous Tiandun sword technique!
However, Lu Tian really didn't agree with Lu Zu's naming. For such a powerful sword technique, Lu Zu only named it Sword One, Sword Two... and finally Sword Thirty-Six.
If his sword technique is so powerful, it must have a domineering name, such as the sword that kills, the sword that breaks the sky... just sound domineering.
If his thoughts were known by the five dogs in the meteorite space, they would definitely roll their eyes in a humane way.
Finally, Lu Tian pondered for a long time, sighed softly, and said, "Let it be. I'll get used to it after being called like this."
"Sword Twenty!"
Lu Tian turned his wrist, and the cold light of the Longquan Sword flashed, slashing towards the necks of the two men.
He Weng and the other man felt a chill approaching, and the blood in their bodies seemed to solidify. They retreated at a rapid speed, barely avoiding the Longquan Sword.
The two were still in shock and broke out in cold sweats.
"Why is Lu Tian getting stronger with each battle?"
At the beginning, Lu Tian's swordsmanship was obviously unfamiliar, but later he gradually became proficient.
"Lu Tian is using them to cultivate his skills!"
The two men immediately understood this, and at the same time, they were horrified and felt a sense of humiliation of being despised, which made their faces turn pale.
Lu Tian forced the He brothers back with a sword, and his body flashed, appearing in front of an ancient warrior from the Demon God Sect. Before he could react, a cold light flashed, and a tiny blood mark appeared on the ancient warrior's neck.
Lu Tian's body moved and jumped quickly in the crowd, shuttling back and forth like a deadly god of death. Each sword took away a post-natal ancient warrior. In the blink of an eye, he killed three post-natal ancient warriors.
When Lu Tian was about to look for his next target, the He brothers attacked again. Their eyes were red and they looked at Lu Tian viciously.
This kid is so abominable. He dared to be distracted while fighting with them. He must die.
Lu Tian looked at the acquired ancient warrior of the Demon God Cult not far away with regret, and swung his sword again to meet him.
The acquired warrior of the Demon God Cult in the distance felt a chill on his spine, and subconsciously looked back. Seeing Lu Tian not far behind him, his face suddenly lost color, his mind lost, and he could not exert less than 50% of his full strength, and was actually suppressed by a B-level controller.
The He brothers had solemn expressions on their faces as they surrounded Lu Tian from the front and back. Their red warrior uniforms fluttered without wind, and their palms were as black as ink. The air was filled with a strong fishy smell.
When Lu Tian smelled the scent, he felt a little dizzy.
"Poisonous! What kind of palm technique is this?"
He immediately held his breath, holding the Longquan sword, and stared at the two of them.
This set of palm techniques is the unique skill that these two people have mastered in the ancient martial arts world, the Heart-Stirring Poison Palm! Using the legendary five poisons to practice, when practiced to the highest level, the poisonous gas emitted by the poison palm alone can kill the acquired ancient martial artist.
"Die!"
The two men attacked from the front and back, their palm techniques following like shadows. No matter which direction Lu Tian hid, the two pairs of ink-black palms would attack from the front and back, blocking every direction of escape.
A fierce look appeared in Lu Tian's eyes.
"Since there's no way to hide, there's no need to hide anymore. Let's fight head-on. No one is afraid of who else."
"Sword Thirty-Four!"
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