Chapter 108: Battlefield

Hearing Hei Jian's arrogant words, Zhao Xuan sneered with disdain:
"A mere group of mortals."
After Zhao Shi left, he had no patience with these mortals. He lifted a basketball-sized fireball with his right hand and appeared in his hand, and suddenly blasted towards the black sword.
Since the senior didn't stop it, it means that it should have nothing to do with her.
Clang!
At the same time, the fifty-man guard of the Black Sword drew their swords at the same time, and an exquisite black internal strength long sword was formed in front of their bodies, and it slashed towards the fireball.
boom! laugh!
In Zhao Xuan's incredulous expression, his full fireball attacked a group of mortals in the attack area. The fireball burst and made a rumbling sound, except that it did not cause any damage to the surroundings except for some sand.
After the fireball was divided into two halves, the much more transparent black internal force sword slashed on Zhao Xuan's shield, and the black internal force filaments dissipated in the air.
"Hey, it's still incomparable with the president.
I was clearly at the pinnacle of foundation building, and there were more than fifty people behind me.
Why is that? "
The black sword murmured to himself, and the color of doubt appeared in his eyes. The long sword in his hand did not stop. With another wave, a thick black sword shadow instantly blasted on Zhao Xuan's shield, the shield was instantly broken, and the figure flew upside down. Out.
Zhao Xuan spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, preparing to explode halfway through the spell, making his injuries heavier.
"Don't..."
Zhao Xuan, who was in mid-air, found in horror that a thick black sword shadow once again struck him, who had no resistance, at all, and was not affected by Zhao Shi's words that left him alive.
"Master, save me..."
The heaven and earth aura moved slightly, a thick wind blade seemed to condense and form slowly in the air, and then quietly split the black sword shadow of the black sword in half, and the black sword shadow turned into scattered internal forces and dissipated in the air.
The cyan huge wind blade didn't damage much, and once again whizzed towards the battle formation composed of Black Sword and others. If it were smashed, the 51 people would at least die.
"defense!"
Hei Jian's complexion changed greatly, and he roared.
In an instant, a dark and heavy internal force shield formed under their desperately urging internal force.
boom!
The seemingly indestructible black internal force shield burst into pieces, turning into countless scattered internal forces, erupting in all directions, a transparent wave of air formed, flowers and trees along the way were uprooted by the strong wind, and rubble flew around.
The surrounding walls of earth and rocks collapsed like building blocks.
puff!
The Black Sword and other players wearing black fish scale armor stepped back at the same time, vomiting blood and pale.
With their 51-person team facing a mid-stage qi refining, the old monks who only almost entered the late stage of qi refining were too reluctant.
The figure behind Zhao Xuan flashed, and the figure of the old monk in the green robe appeared, and the blue light appeared in his hand, gently dragging the seriously injured Zhao Xuan.
Zhao Xuan's face was ashamed: "Master, the disciple's lack of cultivation makes you worry about it."
The old white-haired monk shook his head lightly: "It's not your fault. These people cooperate tacitly and already have some prototypes of the fairy family Taoist soldiers in the legend. It is normal that you are not an opponent.
Your talents are already smart enough. You are already a cultivator in the early stage of Qi refining at a young age. In the future, you will surpass me and enter the late stage of Qi refining, and even enter the realm of condensing. "
It is difficult to practice in casual cultivation, and it is usually difficult to make much progress after struggling to enter the Qi Refining Period. This is the dual restriction of resources and knowledge, which firmly nails them in place.
In this case, talent is in a secondary position.
Zhao Xuan was shocked: "The prototype of the Taoist soldiers?"
He was almost crazy with envy and jealousy in his heart, so why did Zhao Shi have such a chance?
I thought that after embarking on the path of immortality, he and he were no longer the same people in the world, but I didn't want this beast to not know when he climbed the condensed realm immortal cultivator.
"Ok"
The white-haired old man stepped out and came to the pale black sword waiting for the players. The cyan light flashed in his hand, and a cyan wind blade appeared again.
"For the sake of that senior, I don't want to expand the incident.
As long as you give out ten people to vent your anger to my apprentice, and then send your Taoist soldiers prototype, this immortal master is willing to let you go once. "
His voice was chilling, and the predecessor's spiritual consciousness was so broad that he definitely knew what was happening here.
She didn't stop it, that means she didn't care about the things here, and was even happy to see her make a move, which was why he dared to make a move.
It's just that he has always been cautious and unwilling to do everything right, so he didn't kill them all.
"Leave us? Haha"
Hei Jian and the players behind him heard the white-haired immortal cultivator say this, but their pale faces brought on a joking smile: "You're only in the middle of your Qi training period. It's hard for you to let us go."
咚咚咚!
In a blink of an eye, the other seven teams already felt that there were eight teams of fifty people, four hundred people, half of them were warriors above the foundation building, and were generally bone-refining realm warriors.
They formed eight teams with various long swords condensed in front of them, slowly surrounding the white-haired old monk. The light and shadow flickered, and a strong sense of oppression was pressing on the old monk and Zhao Xuan.
"what?"
The face of the old white-haired monk changed. The rudimentary form of such a sophisticated Taoist soldier, even if there is one in this little-known small county, there are actually eight branches here, and the aura in front of him is enough to easily defeat the monk in the early stage of Qi refining The team is not much worse.
Two teams are even more powerful than the team in front of him. They are the team embroidered with a snail flag, and the elite team embroidered with a red long sword. They are personally led by the spear and are the most powerful. There is no team in the team. The strength is lower than the mid-term foundation.
"Little friends, we can discuss..."
"kill!"
Before he could say anything, he was a soldier, and he always shouted with a sharp spear.
The autumn wind was bleak and the murderous intent was pervasive. Some physical training periods and some ordinary people in the county guard's mansion could not help but become stiff, and their minds were blank, as if they had lost their minds.
In an instant, the eight internal strength swords condensed and formed, whizzing towards the old white-haired monk.
"You dare!"
The white-haired old monk showed a look of fright and anger, and the huge wind blade in his hand immediately shot at the black sword and the others. At the same time, the cyan guard shorts on his body lit up.
boom! Ding!
The white-haired old man's wind blade was blocked by three internal long swords, but his shield was shattered by five internal long swords at the same time.
Three internal long swords burst on the spot, but two red internal long swords blasted his fragile body without hindrance.
"shield!"
At the critical moment, a black faint shield emerged from the cuffs of his clothes, enlarged to a height of half a person, blocking the two red internal swords.
The force of the counter shock shook the two internal swords to pieces.
The shield is simple in form and has many scratches on its body, showing the years it has experienced.
"Fuck, it's irrational to have a magic weapon in San Xiu!"
"This is not right."
The players' faces were shocked. According to the information they knew beforehand, the magical artifacts were considered rare in the hands of the sect qi refiners, and even a casual cultivator had them.
This is really good luck.
Shoo!
Although shocked, the movements of their hands did not stop in the slightest, and eight more internal strength long swords condensed and turned into sword shadows to kill the old white-haired monk.
"Small bugs."
After the big shield, the white-haired old man had a faint expression and did not fight back. He stretched out his hand a little, and a cloud of white shield lit up again. It looked like it was obviously stronger than the shield he had condensed from his own mana before.
Ding Ding Ding!
Sure enough, the eight internal long swords blasted on the shield, but they could only shake the white light on his body, exaggeratingly deformed left and right.
But in the end it was not damaged.
The next moment, a wind blade that had been gathering momentum for a long time flew out towards a small group, and the turbulent face of the player under the wind blade was vaguely reflected on the azure wind blade.