Mingxuan stepped on the stone pillar and raised it back. The stone pillar under his feet was smashed to pieces by the angry and humiliated powerful men. He flicked his sleeves in an arc, and the formation turned again. The stone pillar rose again, and the four talisman cultivators on the scene stood on one side of the stone pillar respectively.
Seeing the miserable plight of those mighty men crashing into the formation one by one, he couldn't help but laugh and tease them.
"Come, come, come."
"Elder~Come and play."
"We are here."
The four people's playful tone made it sound like a group of spider spirits were trying to abduct Tang Monk.
Mingxuan's treasure was extremely effective. The stone pillars could regenerate, and if one wanted to break the formation, one had to defeat one person. Unfortunately, these four people were in the wrong position, and every attack fell through. The four people simply ignored them, squatted on the stone pillars, pointed at the powerful men below and laughed, which made people furious.
"Elders are respected. Is this how the elders in your clan taught you to treat your elders?"
Mingxuan glanced down and smiled: "Go away."
It's already this time, and you still want to use the saying that elders should be respected to pressure them?
Perhaps they were laughing too wildly, and the four people stood firmly in the four directions. A powerful person realized that something was wrong, and immediately took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Su Zhuo.
This scroll can transform everything. Once it is taken away, it will turn into blood.
The others are from aristocratic families, but Su Zhuo is not, so that makes it easy.
The formation can be broken by killing one person.
Zhou Xingyun was also studying his own spiritual sword.
His sword is very special, and there is a certain probability that his attack can be deflected back by Duan Chen.
It's just a test of luck.
Zhou Xinyu himself was a non-chief, so he thought about it and decided to forget it.
Qin Huai suggested: "Why not let Ye Qinghan give it a try."
Ye Qinghan's luck is better than Zhou Xingyun's, right?
After all, he is the son of heaven, the legendary chosen one.
So, when the old man smashed the scroll to collect the people, Duan Chen fell into Ye Qinghan's hand. He swung it violently, and the silver sword light spread all over the ground. There was no reaction in the first few moves, until the scroll smashed down, the time was just returned.
The scroll bounced back, and the old man who smashed the spiritual weapon was sucked into it. With the speed of the sword light, he didn't even need to sink into the scroll, and was counterattacked by Duan Chen and turned into blood.
——Awesome.
Is this the legendary Chosen One?
Oh shit.
What luck.
Even if Zhou Xingyun died, he would never be able to do it so cleverly.
"Zhou Xingyun!! Ye Qinghan!! Don't be so presumptuous."
Ye Qinghan held the tip of the sword, the silver sword light circled around the Bagua scroll, and the blood on the ground nourished the area.
Perhaps out of fear, the old man suddenly became timid, with bloodshot eyes. He called out their names, trying to get them to stop. If that strange sword fell on him, who knew if he would still be alive.
Ye Qinghan took a quick look.
——Another acquaintance.
The sixth elder of Chengfeng Sect.
The other party had previously regarded himself as an elder, and even though he knew them, he kept calling them "children".
Now I am scared and can no longer keep up that condescending face.
"Elder," he asked in a rather nasty tone, "Now you finally know what our names are?"
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