"Xi Remnant!" Wei Tian cried out.

With the disappearance of the sword light, a thin figure appeared, it was the residual mark of the evening.

There was a smile on his face: "Zhenhen has seen three uncles."

"You don't need to have seen it." Wei Tian hurriedly flew in: "It's fine if you stop him, who let you kill him with a single sword. Oh, it's great this time, they both killed an opponent. I just fought for a long time, and I didn't get anything, but instead let you get it cheap."

Xi Canhen smiled and said, "It's my nephew who is incompetent. My nephew also knows that my nephew is only good at assassination, but not good at keeping people. So he took a bit harder, and please forgive me."

Wei Tianchong said bluntly: "You guys rarely come to this set, and say, have you been hiding here a long time ago waiting to pick up the opportunity?"

Even though Xi Canhen is the Purple Mansion, he has always followed the way of assassination. The technique of hiding and hiding is unparalleled in the world. As long as he wants to hide, except for Yun Tianlan and Tang Jie in the Washing Moon faction, he is afraid that no one can find him, even if it is. Ling Xiao and Xiao Biehan couldn't do it.

However, because of this, he is not good at face-to-face combat, and every shot must be an assassination.

In normal times, such methods are unremarkable, and Xi Canhen does not have much opportunity to perform, but in this Xiu World War, Xi Canhen's assassination method is of great use.

↘dǐng↘ǎn↘小↘ said, .︾.≤o he is fascinating on the battlefield, has a high cultivation base, strong strength, and never loves to fight, and leaves with one blow. The use of fighters can be said to be unmatched. On the battlefield, he was given the nickname of a messenger of the underworld.

The remnants of the night ambassador is the best portrayal of his danger.

Cai Junyang and the three of them have been fighting for many days since the start of the war, but it was only today that they finally opened, killing one Purple Mansion each. And Xi Canhen, including Wei Tianchong's life, has four lives in Zifu, so it is no wonder that Wei Tianchong is so unhappy.

Faced with Wei Tianchong's question at this moment, Xi Canhen only said: "The Xifengling battlefield is in a hurry, and the second junior brother has gone to support. Send me to urge several uncles to go quickly."

As soon as they heard the term Second Junior Brother, everyone immediately became solemn.

Xi Canhen's junior is naturally the second tiger that Tang Jie brought back from Qingyun.

It's just that the second tiger is no longer the second tiger, but the famous blood knife king Posha.

The word Po Sha represents his life, personality, and temperament, and also represents his secret, destiny and path.

In the Zifu Huadian, Tang Jie's great destiny technique did not favor Wang Posha, but left it alone.

But as the son of destiny, it will be a matter of time before he can achieve the Purple Mansion.

In fact, this sooner or later was faster than everyone imagined. Soon after Wei Tianchong and others were promoted to the Purple Mansion, Wang Posha broke through the bottleneck in a retreat and successfully promoted to the Purple Mansion.

Wang Posha, who was promoted to the Purple Mansion by himself, was much stronger than his peers in terms of strength from the beginning.

In addition, he was respectful, sturdy and well-respected, and he was highly regarded by the senior leaders of the Baptized Moon Sect, and he was soon regarded as the successor of the Baptized Moon Sect after Ling Xiao Xuanyue. Since Tang Jiezhi is not sending the leader, it is very likely that he will succeed Xuan Yue in the future.

Facing the future Young Sovereign, even those who are as strong as Cai Junyang and Qi Shaoming admire him.

At this moment, when he heard that it was his meaning, everyone did not hesitate and flew to the Xifengling battlefield together.

The Xifengling battlefield is one of the main festivals of the Great Boundary Array, and there are a total of thirty-six eyes in this area. Once this place is broken, it will have a serious impact on the entire structure of the formation. In order to ensure safety, the Washing Moon faction has set up a large sands formation here, and will be protected by strong hands from Qianqingzong.

In spite of this, the Xifengling battlefield encountered an unprecedented attack by the two demons and demons, and it was the Qingyang Sanzi and Momen Shuangsha who once shot in the change of Yunmeng who were in charge of the attack. A total of twelve members of the Purple Mansion Realm Strongman.

Faced with this situation, Qianqingzong was unable to support him, so he could only call for help. Wang Posha personally led the team to first aid when he heard that, but Xi Canhen was sent here to ask for help.

At this moment, after hearing what Xi Canhen said, Cai Junyang already said: "What are you waiting for? Don't go quickly!"

The four have rushed to the Xifengling battlefield.

The battlefield of Xifengling, here is the golden wind dancing wildly, the sand sea is surging into the sky, there is a sound of screaming for killing, and there are monks from the two races of demons and monsters everywhere.

To the south of the Sands Formation, in an empty space, a big man with a rusty knife in his hands, his shirtless body and three monks were fighting against each other. It was the second tiger of the year and now the young master of the Xiyue faction, the blood knife king.

The three cultivators who were hostile to him were all Zifu cultivation bases, with vast supernatural powers and mighty world. They only saw boundless storms caused by their supernatural powers. Wang Posha was completely fearless, running freely in the sea of ​​storms.

His fighting method is extremely simple. There are no gorgeous magical powers, no mysterious secrets, no incomprehensible, weird magical magical spells, and he does not rely on God’s treasures. He just swipes a rusty knife around. , But the three cultivators of the Purple Mansion were extremely afraid of this simple sword technique, and did not dare to let it come close to them.

And their magical magical powers acted on Wang Posha's body, and it blew through the body like a storm, causing traces of blood and scratches. Wang Posha still didn't realize it, just waved the knife on his own. Only by looking carefully will you find that with his swing of the sword, those magic magic powers are automatically broken and annihilated under this swing, turning into the most primitive spiritual tide and dissipating.

Despite this, facing the joint attack of the three Zifu repairers, Wang Posha's rusty knife was still swinging slower and slower. As his movements slowed down, the attack from the opponent became more fierce, and Wang Posha appeared on his body. The wounds also began to increase significantly, more and more, and denser. Wang Posha didn't feel it at all, he just kept swinging his knife.

flutter!

A Xuanyin finger hit Wang Posha's body, Wang Posha's footsteps staggered, and there were patches of frost on his body, and a rusty knife was solidified, and his movements stopped. A skinny cultivator from the Purple Mansion was overjoyed when he saw this and thought that he had to plan to attack with all his strength. Just as he was planning to attack, a pudgy cultivator beside him shouted, "Junior, be careful!"

Seeing the rusty knife in Wang Posha's hand suddenly shined brightly and was cutting on the thin man, the thin man let out a scream, as if his throat was pinched. Looking at the wound again, the blood rushed forward, rushing outwards without stopping.

The skinny cultivator quickly withdrew and counted against his arm. He couldn't stop the spread of the injury. He cruelly took out a bottle of medicine from the mustard bag and poured his head back into his throat. The injury gradually improved.

I was also secretly shocked, knowing that the blood knife king's prestige was well-deserved, and anyone who was injured by him would easily lose combat effectiveness. This is not to say that he feeds poison on the knife, but is caused by the unique secret method he has cultivated.

Over there, Wang Posha finally retreated back after using the knife, and a large piece of golden sand rolled behind him. The sand covers the sky, the grains are like needles, hitting people, each with the power of pinning muscles and bones.

The Sanxiu knew the horror of the sands, so he dared not pursue it, so he could only watch Wang Posha take the opportunity to rest, and shouted back together: "Hurry up and break the formation!"

I saw a group of cultivators in the distance rushing forward, everyone holding a thing high, but it was a clam shell. Those clam shells opened their mouths slightly, and a gust of wind came out of the shell, blowing into the formation. I saw the wind and dust dancing in the sands array, golden light filled the sky, and the sands array was blown tottering under this storm.

In the depths of the formation, there were hundreds of cultivators, who were members of the Thousand Love Sect, all of them were horrified when they watched the wind and sand blowing around them.

Suddenly a huge rumbling sounded in the distance, and the entire Sands Array shook. Someone said: "The door was breached."

Hearing this, everyone felt desperate. The Sands Array has seven gates, and the seven doors are broken. The Sands Array is destined to not last long, and there are not many monks coming from other directions, and most of them have died in battle.

A female nun said: "Who rushed out of the battle with me, rushed for a while, and delayed them from breaking the battle?"

But no one has an interface.

It's not unwilling, but everyone is exhausted, everyone is injured, but outside the battle, there are many times their enemies.

"It seems that I am going to die here after all." A slender woman with apricot eyes sighed, her voice was so sorrowful that she couldn't help but hear her.

But seeing that Wang Posha Rusty Saber who was resting stood up and stepped out of the battlefield again. It's just that the body shook slightly, and the place where Xuan Yin's finger had hit before was still braving the cold air, touching the ground, actually turning the entire ground into freezing ice. This is exactly the power of the Xuan Yin finger just now, even a trace of residual power is enough to freeze a cultivator with a heavenly mind.

But Wang Posha just stepped out of the battlefield if he didn't know it. It was so shocked that the cultivator stopped at the same time and didn't dare to break the formation.

The three cultivators met and greeted them together. What greeted them was a brilliant sword light that filled the sky. Along with the terrifying confrontation, the three cultivators of the Purple Mansion realm fell back together, with bleeding marks on their bodies at the same time, Wang Po Sha did not retreat, but a hideous wound appeared on his chest, abdomen and face. These wounds all carried the strange energy of the three people, which lasted for a long time and were difficult to eliminate, and they were always eroding Wang Posha's physical strength.

Wang Posha still stood tall, just staring at the front.

The three cultivators in the Purple Mansion realm were badly injured, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while, they could only point forward and shout: "He has been severely injured by me, so why are you hesitating? I haven't stepped forward to kill him, Those who beheaded, reward a treasure!"

Hearing this, everyone became excited. A demon cultivator dǐng a golden bell on his head, holding a scimitar and rushing towards Wang Posha, the golden bell was covered with a piece of divine light. Wang Posha just slapped it at will. The soul-transforming cultivator had already been slashed by him, and the so-called body guard Jinzhong seemed to exist.

Seeing this, all the practitioners stopped their movements at the same time, not daring to move forward. When the Sanxiu saw him, he shouted sternly: "What are you afraid of, continue to charge, he doesn't have much strength! Some beheaded will be rewarded with millions of dollars, and a top-grade fairy mansion will be given!"

The increased reward once again stimulated everyone's spirits, and another group of practitioners rushed forward and shot Wang Posha from a distance. A rain of blood exploded in the middle of the crowd. Wang Posha waved the rusty knife and swiped it away. Everywhere where the knife fell, a sorrowful cultivator died. No body shield can stop this rusty knife.

Only as group after group of cultivators arrived, Wang Posha gradually lost his support, and his body finally shook.

Although it was just a flicker, it gave people great confidence. Someone shouted: "He is going to die!"

The offensive is stronger.

Wang Posha gritted his teeth and stood in front of the formation without retreating for half a step. The rusty knife continued to dance, brushing off the head of a cultivator, but was also hit by the cultivator's dying counterattack on his chest. Wang Po Sha didn't snort, and then 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 hit is not a big problem for him, but the accumulation of less and more, the injury has gradually worsened.

At this time, he has been hit by at least 20 magic weapons~lightnovelpub.net~ and suffered no less than 70 wounds all over his body. Under continuous hard fighting, his mana is reduced, his energy is exhausted, and his eyes are even more dazzling. However, Wang Posha still did not retreat.

The blood has stained his whole body, but the sword is still waving, and no one of the countless cultivators can get close to him, as if he is the only one, it is the copper wall and iron wall, which makes people look astonished.

Of course, in this continuous attack, the three Purple Mansion cultivators have gradually recovered. They went from one to the other, looked at each other, and laughed at the same time: "I'll wait and end this person."

But even the reward can be saved.

Wang Posha sighed secretly, knowing that he couldn't stop the opponent in the end.

I was sighing helplessly, but heard a voice sounded: "Who dares to hurt my nephew will not die!"

A giant hand covering the sky is already rumbled down, bringing boundless power, but Wei Tianchong and others have finally arrived.

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