In the field, Chen Longxiang stood high-spirited, and a clearing had been cleared around him.

The moment they saw his appearance, everyone present was shocked.

The five-clawed golden dragon imprint on Long Chen's eyebrows was shining, exuding a golden light. In his eyes, there is a pair of golden eyes like the end of the world.

The coercion of some high-level life form has faintly awakened, which is terrifying.

Wu Song's heart skipped a beat, realizing that he was going to be serious.

It's just a little bit of a fight ahead!

"The disciples of the Body Refining Realm will retreat for the time being, and the Grandmaster Realm will continue to besiege and kill!" Wu Song immediately gave the order, realizing that no matter how heavily armed a sheep was, it would not be the opponent of the lion.

Even if this male lion is trapped in the dragon prison array, it is equivalent to having no fangs - but it is still a male lion after all!

When his words fell, the disciples of the Sword Sect who had already begun to retreat suddenly retreated neatly. The footsteps were heavy and consistent, and the heavy armor of the body was sonorous.

And the powerhouses of the Grandmaster realm killed them from all directions!

If it were placed in normal times, these grandmasters would just be the existence of Chen Longxiang who could be killed in seconds casually. can be put into the current situation, they are all in the realm of Qi cultivation. Even, there are several people among them who are the same as Chen Longxiang's Grandmaster Sixth Layer.

Chen Longxiang is indomitable, advancing and retreating.

He carried the Ugin Coiled Dragon Spear and slowly advanced. The tip of the spear pointed diagonally to the ground, and blood dripped down the ground.

Chen Longxiang changed from walking to running in an instant, and his spear was like a dragon, stabbing directly at the strong grandmaster in front of him.

"Wind and fire!" The Grandmaster powerhouses on all sides reacted, their bodies surrounded by body protection qi, and the battle knives in their hands burned with flames.

Allowing the strong men from all directions to attack, Chen Longxiang's gaze was always resolutely looking directly at the person in front of him.

It is better to hurt the enemy's ten fingers, than to cut off the enemy's fingers!

It is resolute and brave, and there is a sense of déjà vu that he wants to die with the person in front of him, and it seems that he has long put life and death out of the way.

Everyone else felt this indomitable momentum, and as the elite disciples of the Sword Sect concerned, they only felt a sense of fear of going crazy and collapsing in the face of this shot.

Nima, you don't kill so many people, why are you staring at Lao Tzu?!

This person didn't dare to slack off, and immediately greeted him with a horizontal sword, just wanting to block the offensive of this shot, let the surrounding colleagues make contributions, and defeat Chen Longxiang.

In terms of momentum, he has already lost.

"Click—"

The spearhead pierced directly through the flaming flaming blade, and then broke through his protective qi and pierced his armor.

It enters from the chest and exits from the back.

Consistent.

This is Chen Longxiang's way of killing. There are no bells and whistles, just concentrate all the power in one point and take the fastest and most ruthless explosive power.

I don't need to defend, I just need to attack - no one can hurt me if my enemy dies.

is also in the realm of grandmasters, but Chen Longxiang has completed a one-hit second kill, and everyone is frightened when they see it!

Chen Longxiang pierced the person in front of him, but his feet never stopped. With the corpse still on the gun, he rushed forward violently for a distance, knocking several people in front of him into the air.

Those who deserve it are broken, and those who are struck are killed!

And the main purpose of Chen Longxiang's move was also to avoid attacks from all directions. After all, the encirclement ahead has been torn out of a gap, so why can't you wait for a group attack inside?

His decision turned out to be the right one. It was this kind of one-stop, flowing-like operation that avoided being set on fire by the Grandmaster of the Four Directions and being killed on the spot.

But even so, Chen Longxiang was stabbed several times.

His protective qi had collapsed, and there were deep wounds on his back and arms that were deep and fleshy and bloody.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Sword Sect suddenly cheered up.

Under the imprisoned dragon array, Chen Longxiang was injured.

This is a major signal.

He is no longer a myth in the top ten of the heavenly list, but has become a mortal!

As long as he will bleed and be wounded, then he will die!

And just when the hearts of several Grandmaster powerhouses were excited, Wu Song suddenly ordered: "All of them retreat and surround Chen Longxiang!"

His majesty in the Sword Sect was unquestionable, and although everyone was puzzled in their hearts, they immediately carried out his orders.

In the midst of the sound of armor, a circular encirclement was formed on all sides, trapping Chen Longxiang layer by layer.

"Wu Song," Chen Longxiang ignored his tragic injury, but calmly looked at the high place in the rear, "It seems that you usually don't let them perform martial arts, you have long been ambitious, right?"

The execution and obedience of the disciples of the Sword Sect are already comparable to the success of the army's formal training.

"Not bad!" Wu Song sneered, his face full of pride, "Let's see if my Dragon Prison Formation today, plus the thousands of warriors of my Sword Sect, can I complete the feat of slaying dragons?"

Chen Longxiang confidently and calmly slammed the spear to the ground, and with a "dang" sound, the ground sank, surrounded by cracks, and stirred up a puff of smoke and dust. His face did not change, and he said firmly: "You can't do it." ”

Wu Song flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Why do you have such confidence?"

Chen Longxiang smiled loudly, and his voice was sonorous: "I am the protégé of the Ten Thousand Saints Heavenly Venerable!"

Wu Song didn't say much to him anymore, and directly ordered: "All the disciples listen to the order and form a bow shooting formation!"

His words fell, and the audience was filled with the sound of metal armor.

The innermost people in the encirclement all crouched down. The second layer is half-squatting, the third layer is sinking, the fourth layer is leaning over, and the fifth layer is standing up straight......

In an instant, the height from the inside to the outside has become a stepped type.

If it's a shot, everyone can attack the field.

Shooting in all directions, covering the height in a circle, is terrifying to think about.

Chen Longxiang seemed to understand something, and also showed a solemn expression.

"Blue wolf breaking the moon!" Wu Song waved his arm, his smile was cold, and he seemed to have foreseen his death.

In an instant, the blades that broke through the air and whistled in all directions turned into silver horses and attacked Chen Longxiang!

Dense silver blades converged into one, tearing through the night and rushing with a terrifying aura of death, like a storm of death made of cold metal.

The whistling sound of the wind gathering together was as terrifying as a sonic boom, and it made the scalp tingle.

The rain of knives is like a curtain, and the comet hits the moon!

Under the crisis of death, Chen Longxiang could even clearly feel his pupils dilating, hot blood frantically surging to his limbs, the sound of breathing becoming manic, and a crazy battle intent seemed to fill every cell in his body.

The spirit and concentration were highly concentrated, almost to an unprecedented level, and even produced an illusion - the oncoming rain of knives seemed to be slowing down.

Chen Longxiang knew that it wasn't that they were slowing down.

It's that my nervous reflexes have become faster.