"Zhou Yan, what is that?"
"How did they fight?"
"Thousands of people besieging a dozen?"
Zhao Weicheng looked not far away, all kinds of spiritual power sword lights mixed together, and suddenly felt confused and uneasy.
Among these people, there were many people Zhao Weicheng knew, and he even saw two brothers fighting each other.
Zhou Yan signaled Zhao Weicheng to be quiet, and quietly
said, "Pavilion Master Zhao, you also came in?"
"Come and help, they're all crazy."
"The back is the entrance, let's kill this group of cubs together, and we can go out."
Just when Zhou Yan wanted to take Zhao Weicheng around, a huge voice called out to Zhao Weicheng.
At this moment, a large part of the people present in the scuffle set their eyes on Zhou Yan and the two.
"Youkai, give me death."
"Hahaha, die, die, die."
"You all have to die."
......
Seven or eight people who were relatively close to Zhou Yan and Zhao Weicheng turned around, stared at their red eyes, and rushed towards them like madness.
"Boy, you take care of yourself."
Zhao Weicheng pulled out a steel knife, and the spiritual energy that was completed in Qi training was injected, and the pale yellow Qi covered the steel knife, and it was a horizontal slash against the cultivator warriors who rushed over.
The four or five meters of swords cut out, and the warriors and cultivators who rushed over were directly taken out by the wrapper.
Soon, those crazy warrior cultivators who were already puppets stood up again, and at the same time, more crazy warrior cultivators saw the strange appearance on this side and slaughtered over.
Zhao Weicheng continued to kill.
A few minutes later, Zhao Weicheng was already panting and back to back with Zhou Yan.
"Zhou Yan, what's going on?"
"How can those who have been seriously injured by me still keep fighting?"
Zhao Weicheng looked at his side, besieged by hundreds of warrior cultivators, and some of the warrior cultivators, obviously their intestines had dragged soil on the ground, and they still maintained high combat effectiveness
, under this scene, Zhao Weicheng poured more spiritual power, but the situation became worse.
"It's a combination of the Ghost Basho Miasma and the Lost God Array, they are all controlled and are no longer them."
"If you can, just cut off your head."
"Also, I'm quite strong, so you don't have to take care of me."
Zhou Yan held the spear he had picked up and coped.
Just now, he was able to show his good combat power several times, but he was robbed by Zhao Weicheng, and he kept saying that he would protect Zhou Yan.
Of course, that's understandable.
After fighting for so many minutes, the crazy warrior who was still alive before has been cut by Zhao Weicheng.
Now, all of them are cultivators with more than three layers of Qi training.
Each of them was covered with a Qi shield, and the aftermath of Zhao Weicheng's sword could only cut them out.
This is the characteristic of the qi training period, the release of reiki, and various effects.
"You are a strong fart, just cultivate as a martial artist, as soon as the shield of people's qi is opened, you can't use aura, and it's not worthy of giving people massage."
"Cultivators are different from martial artists, you will know when you enter innate qi training in the future."
Zhao Weicheng knew that Zhou Yan's martial artist was extremely talented, but there were some things that could not be surpassed by talent in themselves.
Zhou Yan pouted without explanation.
The cultivators who could use Spiritual Qi were really awesome, so Zhao Weicheng slashed out, and four or five people more than ten meters away hugged the banana tree and fell in response.
The physical strength index tested by himself reached the physical strength of the complete Qi training.
Theoretically, it should be true to fight with a cultivator who has completed Qi training, but if the other party uses spiritual power to pull away, he may be passive.
Pure physical strength, without spiritual power, has strong limitations.
Moreover
, the most important point was that when Zhou Yan had not entered the Qi training period and could not use spiritual power, he did not want to expose his strength too much.
A martial artist who can challenge a Qi cultivator is very problematic in itself.
If the performance is too strong, it is even worse to attract the attention of people who should not be.
"Zhou Yan, what should we do next?"
"I only have half of my spiritual power left."
Panting, Zhao Weicheng was slashing out a knife move, forcing back dozens of low-level Qi cultivators, and his face turned pale.
"The intersection that came out of the Maze Array was blocked, and now it is impossible to retreat."
"Fight and retreat, don't push so hard, don't attract so many enemies." Watching Zhao Weicheng slash and kill dozens of cultivators, Zhou Yan decisively gave advice.
The puppet monks who are now controlled by the Illusion Array, against the uncontrolled, are not evenly distributed enemies, but who is stronger, and the puppet friars catch up.
Zhao Weicheng also understood what Zhou Yan meant, and took Zhou Yan to pretend to be beaten and retreated, and it seemed that the next moment, the two of them would be hacked to death by the remaining dozens of low-level Qi cultivators.
In this way, some of the puppet cultivators who originally wanted to go over to support turned back.
The remaining hundreds of puppet cultivators and martial artists once again surrounded a dozen cultivators who had practiced qi in the ninth layer and had completed their qi training.
Time passed little by little, and the battle still did not stop.
More than half an hour later,
boom~
boom~
....
In the place where the battle had been surrounded, several loud noises suddenly erupted, and the air trembled.
"Gee, this Qi training has successfully self-detonated, and it is really terrifying."
"Today so many Black Stone City masters are buried here, who could have imagined it, but unfortunately the cultivation of this body, the road of cultivation of immortals is really dangerous everywhere."
A few hundred meters away from the core battle, Zhou Yan hid behind Zhao Weicheng, looking at the wave of explosions that swept over, and sighed.
"Boy, don't cry anymore, do I want to directly slaughter these dozens of puppets now? I can't hold it anymore. Zhao
Weicheng originally slashed at the neck of a puppet cultivator, stopped halfway, and kicked out.
The puppet cultivators in front of them were all below the eighth layer of Qi training, and if it were normal, Zhao Weicheng would have run away long ago.
However, these cultivators are now controlled by the Psychedelic Array, and their spiritual power can exert up to fifty percent, and they have lost their minds, and they will only desperately kill.
If Zhao Weicheng is willing, in a few rounds, he can hack them all clean.
And now, Zhao Weicheng was pulling back and forth with them, and he was a little impatient.
"Old man, a little patient,"
"Frizzy, do you want to attract everyone over there to you?"
"Really surrounded, do you also want to self-detonate to kill a bloody path for me?"
Zhou Yan teased Zhao Weicheng.
Acting for half an hour is really tiring, but compared to the monks who were besieged by four or five hundred people over there, shouldn't they steal the fun.
Boom
~ boom ~
At this moment, on the side of the big melee side, something resounded with the sound of several huge explosions.
The puppet cultivators who originally had only four or five hundred left were sharply reduced again, and there were less than a hundred people who could stand intact.
The remaining puppet cultivators, however, did not have the slightest fear, and still kept killing the four or five people in the middle.
And the battlefield picture has also flashed all kinds of spiritual power from before, and now he is slashing wildly with weapons.
On both sides of the battle, spiritual power has been exhausted.
"Old man, you can cut them down now."
Zhou Yan saw the battle situation clearly, and the steel knife in Zhao Weicheng's hand suddenly lit up, and he divided the dozens of puppet cultivators who were already crippled in front of him in three or two strokes.
"Zhou boy, you are polite, before you called me Pavilion Master Zhao and Zhao Lao, can you not let the old man and old man shout, you see that I have protected you for so long, give me some face."
Zhao Weicheng solved the enemy, exhaled softly, and responded to Zhou Yan without a good tone.
Do you have to ~
want to save your image?
Zhou Yan smiled with his spear, jumped and sat on a fallen plantain tree.
"Okay, old man."
"However, I ask you something, you have to tell me honestly."
Zhou Yan's eyes rolled around, staring at the hundreds of people besieging not far away, paying attention to something.
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