Facing Li Wantian and his two companions, the tip of Huang Li's sword trembled slightly.
Li Yunxiu pointed his sword at Huang Li and coldly snorted:
"I see you've also focused your sword intent, so I won't make things difficult for you. Lure Song Chen here, and we'll spare you this time."
Mu Feng snorted coldly:
"Huang Li won't do what you say. She's Song Chen's most loyal dog."
Huang Li gripped the sword hilt tightly, pointed at Mu Feng's nose, and cursed:
"What nonsense are you spouting! You're the dog! We're fighting for the honor of the academy!"
Seeing Huang Li enraged, Mu Feng lightly touched the ground with his toes, drew his sword and approached Huang Li, actually engaging in close combat with her.
A faint scent drifted on the wind.
Mu Feng stared intently at Huang Li.
Her eyes sharpened, and her innate allure was automatically unleashed.
His cultivation level is at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment. It would probably be very difficult for him to directly control Huang Li.
The only way to succeed is to take advantage of Huang Li's emotional state when she is vulnerable.
At this moment, cultivators with lower cultivation levels than Mu Feng had already fallen in love.
They stared at Mu Feng with the menacing look of wolves and tigers.
It stirred up the deepest desires in my heart.
However, the other cultivators around them were completely unaware.
Mu Feng lowered his voice and asked:
"Huang Li, do you have Song Chen's contact information?"
Huang Li's mind was in a complete fog at that moment, and the words just slipped out of her mouth unconsciously.
"There is a smoke bomb."
Mu Feng coaxed patiently, "Take it out and give me the smoke bomb."
Huang Li's hand reached for the storage bag.
The bamboo tube containing the smoke bomb easily fell into Mu Feng's hands.
Having obtained the item, Mu Feng didn't linger and immediately retreated to Li Wantian's side.
He blinked, and the confusion skill automatically faded.
Huang Li still held her sword, glaring angrily at Mu Feng.
"Mu Feng! Don't even think about using us to blackmail Song Chen!"
After Huang Li finished speaking, the cultivators of Xianhe Garden crushed their teleportation talismans and disappeared from the spot.
This was something they had agreed upon: if they encountered danger, they would rather automatically deduct some points than become an obstacle to Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi!
That night, a purple smoke bomb suddenly exploded in the air.
Countless cultivators looked up, their faces filled with terror, and fled to the side, keeping their distance from the smoke bombs.
Such obvious markings could only be made by one of the three major powers, or by the two killing gods, Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi!
The cultivators from the three major forces were excited; they were finally going to capture Song Chen alive!
They flew toward where the smoke was rising, hoping to join the battle.
**
Deep in the dense forest.
Song Chen was fiddling with the treasures in his storage bag.
Suddenly, he saw a purple streak shooting into the sky.
Although it wasn't very noticeable in the darkness, Song Chen recognized it as the smoke bomb he had given to Huang Li!
"Ziyi, Senior Sister Huang Li is in danger! We need to head towards the purple trail!"
"good!"
After flying for several hours.
The purple trail had faded to almost disappear, and the two finally arrived at this location.
Song Chen, with his sharp eyes, noticed an object on the ground.
He jumped off his flying sword, picked up the bamboo tube on the ground, and with just one glance, he knew that this was the smoke bomb he had given to Huang Li.
Zhao Ziyi put away his magical flying sword, came to Song Chen's side, and said anxiously with a frown:
"Oh no, we're too far from Senior Sister Huang Li. She's probably already gone."
Song Chen also looked anxious.
"What should we do? How do we find our senior sister?"
Song Chen wandered around the camp like a headless fly.
"Let's search further afield to see if our senior sister has left any trace!"
Just as Zhao Ziyi took out his flying sword, ready to take Song Chen away.
Suddenly, several bursts of laughter came from the surroundings.
"Hahaha!"
"Giggle!"
"This is hilarious! This is number one on the list?"
"Hahaha, the first and second place winners are actually idiots!"
"Judging from their expressions, they still don't realize they've been tricked! Hahaha!"
"Those brainless idiots, I'm going to stomp on their heads and crush them!"
Mu Feng and Li Wantian removed their concealment talismans and emerged from the dark forest.
Li Wantian mocked:
"Song Chen, someone like you doesn't deserve to be number one! You're not vigilant enough, you lack strategy, and you have pitifully little combat experience."
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes, staring at Zhao Ziyi's magical flying sword, to prevent Zhao Ziyi from making a sudden move.
Meanwhile, in the sky, Li Yunxiu, standing on his flying sword, hovered in mid-air and coldly snorted:
"Don't even think about running away, you're surrounded!"
With a wave of his hand, Li Yunxiu summoned the sword cultivators of the Kunxian Tower who appeared behind him.
A dozen or so people gathered together, blocking off the entire sky from all directions.
Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi were the ones who were besieged.
Song Chen's back was slightly hunched, and he looked nervous.
He gripped Zhao Ziyi's hand tightly and pleaded:
"What do we do, Ziyi? We're surrounded!"
These words drew laughter from the surrounding cultivators.
Song Chen, who topped the list, is actually a coward!
Zhao Ziyi patted Song Chen's hand and said with satisfaction:
"Your acting skills have improved so rapidly that you can even make a fool laugh."
Acting skills?
Upon hearing this, the surrounding cultivators exchanged bewildered glances, wondering who was the fool.
"If we keep going like this, it'll get boring," Song Chen straightened his back and rotated his shoulders.
He smiled slightly at Li Wantian:
"I was originally looking for you guys too. Now that you're all gathered together, it makes it easier for me to make my move."
Li Wantian snorted coldly:
"You're still being stubborn even when you're about to die. Let's see how you take on sixty of them!"
"I can take on eight hundred at once, or sixty at once, why not?"
Song Chen made a hand seal, and beams of light flashed around him.
He curled the corners of his mouth and smiled:
"Want to know how I got over 800 points in one day?"
Because I am also a planter.
While searching for Zhao Ziyi, he deliberately walked on the treetops, constantly scattering spiritual seeds.
From now on, he will be able to spot any cultivator passing by under the tree instantly.
This is the grower's ability: to sense the seeds.
Song Chen smiled and said:
“I had already discovered your presence when you gathered together.”
"How's it going? Your legs must be numb after squatting for five hours!"
Upon hearing this, Li Yunxiu's eyebrows shot up in anger: "You're playing us!"
Zhao Ziyi drew his sword and said with a grin:
"How could I dare to play a trick on you? I was just hungry, and Song Chen cooked me a meal on his way here."
Upon hearing this, the cultivators could no longer tolerate it and immediately drew their swords, rushing over in a swarm.
Swords flashed and shadows danced, spiritual energy surged.
The surrounding spiritual energy became somewhat restless.
Countless sword energies slashed towards Song Chen and his companion.
Countless magical treasures and talismans rained down on the two of them.
The powerful spiritual energy emanating from the Golden Core cultivator caused Song Chen's blood to surge.
He rubbed his hands together and said with a faint smile, "Those circles you spun earlier weren't for nothing."
A series of sonic booms rang out.
Countless sword energies were blocked by the formation before they could even get close.
A faint golden halo surrounded the two of them.
The ripples of spiritual energy spread from the array and gradually disappeared into nothingness.
Mu Feng scoffed disdainfully:
"I thought you had some skills, hiding in your shell and taking the beating. Let's see how long you can last!"
"Keep attacking! I have a way to kill him!"
Song Chen drew his sword and laughed:
"Mu Feng, do you think you're the only one who dares to play dirty tricks?"
I never hurt anyone before because my opponents deserved respect.
Next, those who enter the formation.
Surrender within a moment to avoid disaster.
Surrender within two breaths, and I'll cut off one of your arms.
Those who stubbornly resist will have their limbs severed!
Song Chen stood there tall and straight, like an immortal descending to earth, a single rider capable of taking on a thousand men.
The surrounding cultivators were momentarily stunned, looking around and not daring to attack.
Song Chen still had a smile on his face; he had long been prepared to fight against a hundred people.
He always remembered those cultivators who were controlled by Mu Feng.
To be an enemy of Mu Feng is to be an enemy of all cultivators in the world.
Even if his hands are stained with blood, he will protect Zhao Ziyi!
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