"Remnants of the Night!" Wei Tianchong shouted.

As the sword light disappeared, a thin figure appeared, which was the remnant of the night.

There was still a smile on his face: "The remnants have seen three senior uncles. ”

"You don't have to see it. Wei Tianchong hurriedly flew over: "It's good if you stop him, who asked you to kill him with a sword." Oh, this is good, both of them destroyed an opponent, and I fought for a long time, and I didn't get anything, but I made you cheaper. ”

Xi Remnant smiled and said, "It's the incompetence of the teacher and nephew." Uncle Shi also knows that his nephew is only good at assassination, not at keeping people. So the shot was heavier, and I ask my uncle to forgive me. ”

Wei Tianchong said unceremoniously: "You kid don't come to this set, say, have you been hiding here for a long time and waiting to pick up the opportunity?"

Although Xi Remnant is the Purple Mansion, he has always followed the path of assassination, and the art of concealment is unparalleled in the world, as long as he wants to hide, except for Yun Tianlan and Tang Zheng in the Moon Washing Sect, I am afraid that no one will be able to find him, even Ling Xiao and Xiao Beihan.

But because of this, he is not good at head-to-head combat, and every time he makes a move, it must be an assassination.

In normal times, this kind of practice is not elegant, and the Xi Scar has no chance to perform, but in this cultivation war, the Xi Scar's assassination method is very useful.

He is elusive on the battlefield, his cultivation is high, his strength is strong, and he will never love to fight, he will leave with one blow, and his use of fighters can be said to be unmatched, so he has earned the nickname of a messenger of the underworld on the battlefield.

The remnants of the Shadow Emissary are the best portrayal of the danger of others.

Cai Junyang and the three of them have been fighting for many days since the start of the war, but they finally opened today, and each killed a Zifu. And the remnants of the night, counting Wei Tianchong's this, there are already four lives in the Zifu in his hand, so it is no wonder that Wei Tianchong is so unhappy.

At this moment, in the face of Wei Tianchong's questioning, Xi Remnant just said: "The battlefield of Xifengling is urgent, and the second junior brother has gone to support, and sent me to urge a few senior uncles to go quickly." ”

As soon as they heard the word second junior brother, everyone was immediately solemn.

The junior brother of Xi Scar is naturally the second tiger that Tang Zheng brought back from Qingyun Territory back then.

It's just that now the second tiger is no longer the second tiger, but the famous Blood Knife King Posha.

This word "broken" represents his life, personality, temperament, and more importantly, his destiny, destiny and path.

On the Purple Mansion Huadian, the Great Fate Technique of the Tang Tribulation did not favor Wang Posha, but let him do it himself.

But as a child of fate, it was a matter of time before he achieved the Purple Mansion.

In fact, sooner or later this was faster than everyone imagined, not long after Wei Tianchong and others were promoted to the Purple Mansion, Wang Posha broke through the bottleneck in a retreat and was successfully promoted to the Purple Mansion.

Wang Posha, who relied on himself to be promoted to the Purple Mansion, was much stronger than his peers from the beginning in terms of strength, even Cai Junyang, who was known as the strongest among Tang Zheng's early classmates, was even inferior to the second tiger.

In addition, he is a serious person, has a stoic personality, and is highly regarded by the high-level of the Moon Baptist Sect, and is soon regarded as the successor of the Moon Baptist Sect after Ling Xiao Xuanyue. Since Tang Zaizhi is not in the sect leader, it is very likely that he will succeed Xuan Yue in the future.

Facing the future young sect master, even if he is as strong as Cai Junyang, Qi Shaoming and others also appreciate him a lot.

As soon as they heard what he meant at this moment, everyone didn't hesitate anymore and flew to the battlefield of Xifengling together.

The Xifengling Battlefield is one of the main nodes of the Great Formation of the Merger Realm, and there are a total of 36 formation eyes in this area. Once this place is broken, it will have a serious impact on the entire large array structure. In order to ensure safety, the Moon Washing Sect even set up a Jinsha Great Array here, which was protected by a strong hand sent by the Thousand Feelings Sect.

Despite this, the battlefield of Xifengling still encountered an unprecedented strong attack by the two demon clans, and the people in charge of the attack were the three sons of Qingyang and the Demon Gate Shuangsha and others who had shot in the Yunmeng Change, a total of twelve strongmen of the Purple Mansion Realm.

In the face of such a situation, Qianqingzong was powerless to support, so he could only ask for help urgently, Wang Poxuan heard that he personally led the team to rush to first aid, but he was the only one, and the remnants of Xi were sent here to ask for help.

At this moment, after hearing what Xi Remnant said, Cai Junyang said: "Then what are you waiting for?

The four of them had rushed to the battlefield of Xifengling.

The battlefield of Xifengling, at this moment, is the golden wind dancing wildly, the sea of sand is monstrous, there is a sound of earth-shattering shouting and killing, and there are monks of the demon and demon clans everywhere rushing to kill.

To the south of the Jinsha Array, in an open space, a big man was holding a rusty knife, and his upper body was fighting with three monks, it was the second tiger of the year, the young sect master of the Moon Washing Sect, and the Blood Knife King.

The three monks who were hostile to him were all Purple Mansion cultivators, with vast supernatural powers, and they were powerful in heaven and earth, and they saw boundless storms set off by their supernatural spells everywhere. Wang Posha was completely fearless, roaming in the stormy sea, rushing to and fro.

His fighting method is extremely simple, there is no gorgeous supernatural power, there is no mysterious secret art, there is no incomprehensible, strange and bizarre magic spell, and he does not rely on divine treasures, just makes a rusty broken knife swing around, but the three Purple Mansion monks are extremely afraid of this simple sword technique, and dare not let it get close to him.

And their magic powers acted on Wang Posha's body, and they blew through the human body like a storm, setting off traces of blood and scratching out the Dao Dao. Wang Posha was still unconscious, just wielding his knife to himself. Only by looking closely will you find that with his swing of the knife, those magic powers are automatically shattered and annihilated under this swing, turning into the most primitive spiritual tide and dissipating.

Despite this, in the face of the joint attack of the three Purple Mansion cultivators, Wang Posha's rusty knife still swung more and more slowly, and as his movements slowed down, the attacks from the opponent became significantly sharper, and the wounds on Wang Posha's body began to increase significantly, more and more, more and more intensively. Wang Posha didn't feel it at all, just kept swinging the knife.

Strike!

A Xuanyin finger hit Wang Posha's body, Wang Posha's footsteps staggered, and pieces of frost appeared on his body, and a rusty knife was completely solidified, stagnating his movements. A skinny Purple Mansion cultivator was overjoyed when he saw this, thinking that he had to attack with all his might, and just as he was attacking, a short and fat cultivator beside him shouted, "Senior brother, be careful!"

I saw that the rusty knife in Wang Posha's hand suddenly shone brightly, and it was slashing at the thin man, and the thin man let out a terrible scream, as if he had been pinched by the throat. Looking at the wound again, the blood was pouring out, and it didn't stop surging outward.

The thin cultivator quickly retreated, counted the points on his arm, and saw that he still couldn't stop the injury from spreading and expanding, so he ruthlessly took out a bottle of medicine from the mustard seed bag, tilted his head and poured it into his throat, and then felt that the injury was gradually improving.

I was also secretly frightened in my heart, knowing that the prestige of this Blood Sword King was well deserved, and anyone who was injured by him would easily lose their combat effectiveness. This is not to say that he fed poison on his knife, but because of the unique secret method he cultivated.

Over there, Wang Posha finally retreated backwards after using this knife, and a large piece of golden sand rolled up behind him. The sand was overwhelming, like needles, hitting people, and each one carried the power of pinning muscles and bones.

The three cultivators knew the horror of this golden sand, and they didn't dare to pursue, so they could only watch Wang Posha take the opportunity to rest, and shouted back together: "Don't break the formation quickly!"

I saw a group of cultivators in the distance already rushing up, each holding an object high, but it was a clam shell. The mussel shells opened their mouths slightly, and from the shells spit out gusts of wind and blew into the array. I saw the wind and dust dancing in the Jinsha Array, the golden light was all over the sky, and the Jinsha Array was blown to the ground under this storm.

In the depths of the array, there were hundreds of cultivators, none other than the Thousand Feelings Sect, looking at the wind and sand fluttering around, all of them with horrified expressions.

Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound sounded in the distance, and the entire Jinsha array trembled. Someone said: "The door has been breached." ”

Hearing this, everyone's hearts despaired. The Jinsha Array has a seven-fold access control, and the seven gates are broken, and the Jinsha Array is destined to not last long, and there are not many monks coming from other directions, and most of the scruples have been killed.

A female cultivator has already said: "Who rushed out of the formation with me, rushed to kill for a while, and delayed them from breaking the formation?"

But there is no interface.

It's not that they don't want to, it's that everyone is exhausted, everyone is wounded, and outside the battle, there are enemies who are several times their size.

"It looks like we're going to die here. An apricot-eyed female cultivator sighed, and her voice was so sad that people couldn't help but hear it.

But he saw that the resting king had already stood up with his rusty knife propped up, and he actually stepped out of the battle again. It's just that his body shook slightly, and the place where he was hit by the Xuanyin finger before was still bubbling with cold air, touching the ground, and actually turning the entire ground into cold ice and solidifying. This is exactly the power of the Xuanyin finger just now, even a trace of residual power is enough to freeze a cultivator of the Heavenly Mind Realm.

Wang Posha only didn't know, and walked out of the formation step by step. It was so shocking that the cultivators stopped their movements at the same time, and they didn't dare to break the formation again.

The three cultivators from before met together, and they were greeted by a brilliant sword light that filled the sky, accompanied by that terrifying confrontation, the three Purple Mansion Realm cultivators fell back together, and blood marks appeared on their bodies at the same time, but Wang Posha did not retreat a step, but a hideous wound appeared on his chest, abdomen and face. These wounds all carry the strange energy of the three of them, which is long-lasting, difficult to eliminate, and is always eroding Wang Posha's physical strength.

Wang Posha was still standing, but his eyes were fixed on the front.

The three Purple Mansion Realm cultivators were so badly injured that they didn't dare to step forward for a while, so they could only point ahead and shout: "He has been severely injured by us, what are you hesitating about? If you don't come forward to kill him, behead him and reward him with a divine treasure!"

Hearing this, everyone became excited. A demon cultivator had a golden bell on his head, and rushed towards Wang Posha with a scimitar in his hand, and a piece of divine light was draped on the golden bell to protect his whole body. Wang Posha just swung out a knife at will, and the cultivator of the Soul Transformation Stage had already been killed by him with a single sword, and the so-called Body Protector Golden Bell seemed to not exist.

Seeing this, the cultivators stopped their movements at the same time, not daring to step forward. When the three cultivators saw this, they shouted bitterly: "What are you afraid of, keep rushing, he doesn't have much strength!

The increased reward stimulated everyone's spirit again, and another group of cultivators rushed forward and shot at Wang Posha from afar. When the crowd was neutral, a rain of blood exploded, and Wang Posha waved the rusty knife, slashing it away, and every time the knife fell, a cultivator died. No amount of talisman could stop the rusty knife.

It's just that as batch after batch of cultivators arrived, Wang Posha gradually lost his strength, and his body finally shook a little.

Although it is only a moment, it gives people great confidence. Someone shouted, "He's dying!"

The offensive is more intense.

Wang Posha gritted his teeth, stood in front of the formation without retreating, the rusty knife continued to dance, brushing off the head of a cultivator, but he was also pointed at the chest by the cultivator's dying counterattack, Wang Posha didn't hum, he slashed back, and then slashed the cultivator who rushed on the side At the same time, he was also hit three times by other people's magic weapons. Although each stroke was not a big problem for him, it added up and the injury gradually worsened.

At this time, he had been hit by at least 20 magic weapons, and he had suffered no less than 70 injuries all over his body.

The blood had stained his whole body, but the sword was still wielding, and none of the countless cultivators could get close to him, as if he was the only one, it was this copper wall and iron wall, and everyone was shocked to see it.

However, in this continuous attack, the three Purple Mansion cultivators had gradually recovered, and they glanced at each other, and laughed at the same time: "It's better for me to wait and end up with this person." ”

But even the reward can be saved.

Wang Posha sighed secretly, knowing that he would not be able to stop the other party after all.

was sighing helplessly, but heard a voice sound: "Who dares to hurt my nephew, he won't die yet!"

A giant hand covering the sky was already rumbling down, bringing boundless power, but it was Wei Tianchong and the others who finally came.

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