With two against six, they probably won't be able to hold out for long.
"Hahaha."
"How can I be missing at a time like this?"
A loud laugh rang out, and a figure in a purple flying fish suit appeared above the sea of blood.
Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Mo Lin!
Feeling the powerful aura emanating from Mo Lin, Qin Rufeng immediately felt relieved.
Three against six should be enough.
“Ding! Ding! Ding!”
A series of metal collision sounds rang out in the sea of blood, instantly attracting Qin Rufeng's attention.
Why does this feel a bit like the Shushan Sword School's Ten Thousand Swords Technique?
Looking at the black feathers that kept flying among Xu Wuji and his group, Qin Rufeng suddenly felt a strong sense of familiarity.
"Different paths lead to the same destination; all things have the same origin."
"There are countless martial arts in the world. Not to mention being similar, even being exactly the same is possible."
As if he had noticed something strange about Qin Rufeng, Fu Taosheng gently shook his head at him, telling him not to be surprised.
At the same time, facing Chen Junsheng's continuous attacks, Xu Wuji finally took action.
"Buzz!"
The long sword rang slightly, and a long sword that seemed to have the aura of an immortal appeared in Xu Wuji's hand.
Zhenwu Taoist Temple, Zhenwu Sword!
"Zhenwu disciples, listen up! Set up the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation!"
With the long sword in his hand slightly horizontal, Xu Wuji quickly formed a four-person Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation with the other three venerable masters of the Zhenwu Taoist Temple.
"Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation?"
"Let me see if this formation is as powerful as the legend says."
A glimmer of fighting spirit flashed in the eyes under the black robe, and Chen Junsheng launched an attack on Xu Wuji's Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation without hesitation.
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