Seeing that his side had a clear advantage, the leader of a small force couldn't help but come out and show off.
"call out!"
A streak of light directly pierced the forehead of the leader of the small force. The leader of the small force fell down instantly and died on the spot.
"Be careful, this is the Tang Clan's hidden weapon, the secret of the world!"
Looking at the small crossbow arrow between the eyebrows of the leader of the small force, a knowledgeable casual cultivator suddenly exclaimed.
The World in the Sleeve is the most common hidden weapon technique of the Tang Sect and also one of the most practical hidden weapon techniques.
To put it bluntly, it is actually a way of using the sleeve arrow.
The sleeve arrow is usually tied on the inside of the forearm.
Because when not in use, it is hidden in the sleeves.
Therefore, it is also called the world in the sleeve.
Its launch is extremely covert, often catching people off guard.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Just as the wandering cultivator finished his words, more crossbow arrows began to attack them.
Unlike Mo Li who was alone, Tang Rou was in no mood to chat with these independent cultivators and guys from small forces.
Her only thought now was to kill them.
"Lei Zhenzi!"
Faced with a large number of enemies, Tang Rou did not hesitate to use the Tang Sect's large-scale bombing artifact, Lei Zhenzi.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Endless explosions and tragic wails instantly resounded throughout the Xuanyu Palace.
"What a cruel crazy woman!"
Looking at Tang Rou's indiscriminate attack, Mo Li did not hesitate to distance himself from her to prevent her from becoming bloodthirsty and ruthless.
Not far from the battlefield, Di Jiu and An Chengyan, who had returned, watched the one-sided massacre quietly.
That's right, it was a massacre.
Faced with the geniuses and elite members of the five major forces, the members of the small forces and the independent cultivators lost the advantage of ambush and could only be slaughtered one-sidedly.
"hateful!"
Looking at the less than ten members of the Qingcheng Sword Sect behind him, Yu Xiyang stomped his foot on the ground.
There are more than fifty elite disciples from the Qingcheng Sword Sect entering the Xuanyu Palace this time.
Among them, there are more than forty elite disciples at the peak of the Xiantian realm, and nearly ten elite disciples at the early stage of the Hunyuan realm.
But now, there are only seven disciples in the early stage of Hunyuan Realm and three disciples at the peak of Xiantian Realm.
Originally, there were not many elite disciples in their Qingcheng Sword Sect, and this time they suffered heavy losses.
If they cannot gain enough benefits in Xuanyu Palace this time, they will need at least ten years of rest to recover their strength.
The losses of the Emei Sword Sect were slightly better than those of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, but not much better.
There were also about fifty elite disciples of the Emei Sword Sect, but now there are only fifteen disciples in the early stage of Hunyuan Realm left.
"who!"
With a light shout, the long sword in Mo Li's hand was unsheathed, and a sword light suddenly slashed towards a place.
"clang!"
A loud metal collision sound was heard, and Di Jiu and the other two slowly walked out.
"Don't be so impulsive, we are not enemies!"
Spreading his hands slightly, Di Jiu indicated that his side had no hostility.
"kill!"
However, the members of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, who were already filled with rage, were not in a position to listen.
The three elite disciples in the early stage of Hunyuan Realm attacked the three without hesitation.
"hold head high!"
A giant golden dragon emerged and attacked the three people without hesitation.
"boom!"
"puff!"
"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!!!"
"Are you a remnant of the Beggars' Sect???"
Looking at the golden dragon that suddenly appeared, a trace of imperceptible heat flashed in Mo Li's eyes.
"Remnants of the Beggars' Sect?"
"As long as there are beggars in this world, my Beggars' Sect will never be destroyed!"
"I shall remain true to my name and surname. I am the new leader of the Beggars' Sect, Xibei Feng!"
“…”
Facing Di Jiu's constantly changing identity, An Chengyan and Fan Tong looked at each other silently, and a flash of enlightenment came into their minds at the same time.
Presumably, what this big guy used was the legendary peerless martial art that allowed him to speak human words to humans and lies to ghosts.
"It turns out to be Brother Xibei. I've heard a lot about you!"
The fire in his eyes remained undiminished, and Mo Li greeted Di Jiu with a fist salute.
“Ahem!”
"Excuse me, my surname is Xi and my name is Beifeng!"
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