My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

Xiao Yan was the first to be hit. He raised his palm slightly and a flaming lotus blossomed.

"go with!"

He turned his eyes and threw the lotus, which fell into the crowd and exploded in the field.

The scorching waves of fire swept in all directions.

"Damn it!"

Immediately, a middle-aged man appeared in front of him.

"He Lun, the outer elder of the Thorn Sect, has come to kill you."

"The late Condensation Stage is already an elder. I think the Thorn Sect is no more than that."

Xiao Yan sneered: "Don't embarrass yourself at this level."

"Humph! You are so arrogant! I will send you to see the King of Hell right now."

He Lun jumped up and rushed forward with a spear in his hand.

He had already reached the late stage of Condensation, and was only one step away from Golden Core.

Xiao Yan was only in the middle stage of Condensation Realm, but he was fully confident that he could defeat the opponent.

"The Breathless Shadowless Gun."

The spear left an afterimage, He Lun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

This is the profound level martial art of the Thorn Sect, and the shadows of spears are falling from the sky like heavy rain.

"I have been obsessed with spearmanship for decades. Even those of the same level dare not compete with me. You are only in the middle stage of Condensation Yuan, so you better be killed by my spear!"

Just as the gun shadow approached Xiao Yan, a terrifying heat wave rose into the sky.

"what?"

He Lun's expression changed, and he saw his spear was clamped by a hand.

The gun shadows that seemed real and unreal also disappeared completely.

"Impossible...You took the tip of the gun head-on and your arm didn't break?"

Xiao Yan frowned, his pupils glowed red, and he held the tip of the gun firmly.

What a terrifying force this is?

How terrifying is this speed?

"Damn you, I will kill you!"

He Lun roared, and spiritual power rushed into the gun crazily, shaking Xiao Yan away.

"You don't have the ability to kill me."

Xiao Yan saw him stabbing at him and summoned his own spiritual weapon.

A blood-red sword emerged, its sharpness intimidating.

"Qiang!"

As the two arms clashed, there was a loud buzzing sound and a recoil force was felt.

He Lun's arms felt numb and his lungs ached from the shock.

He was extremely shocked.

How could an outer sect elder like me be unable to defeat a disciple of the Invincible Sect?

If the news gets out, not only will he be the one to be laughed at, but even the Thorn Gate will become a laughing stock...

"Who are you? You actually have a third-level spiritual weapon."

"Could it be that he is the genius sent by the Tianjian Sect to the Wudi Sect?"

He really couldn't believe that the Invincible Sect had such a terrifying disciple.

"Xiao Yan, leader of the Divine Dragon Group of the Invincible Sect."

"The Dragon Group?"

He Lun wanted to say something when he was knocked back by a huge force.

Then Xiao Yan swung out his sword with great momentum.

An astonishing sword beam shot out, the white light was ten feet long, heading straight for He Lun's face.

"Not good!" He raised his gun to block, and was directly blown away dozens of meters.

A long drag mark was left on the ground, raising a lot of dust.

"puff!"

He Lun spat out a mouthful of blood, his heart horrified to the extreme.

This kind of power is definitely not something that can be achieved by someone in the middle stage of Condensation.

He noticed something was wrong when they started fighting just now.

This Xiao Yan is top-notch in terms of martial arts, physique, and weapons.

No wonder he has the ability to fight against opponents of higher levels.

The roar on the field continued and the valley was in chaos.

The Invincible Sect was like a sharp blade, fiercely breaking through the defense line of the Thorn Gate.

A few dozen people against six thousand people, it was a completely one-sided suppression.

"It's too scary. His cultivation is so high. We'll just die if we go up there."

"A bunch of lunatics, there is no way they can be defeated. Are they really a new sect?"

"Master, please help me. I am still young and don't want to die..."

Li Hai clenched his teeth high in the sky, his chest heaving violently.

"Except for the first and second elders, the rest go downstairs to help."

The six Jindan elders nodded and immediately shot away.

Wang Xiaoke didn't care at all.

With Bai Ming and the association's top leaders around, these people can't cause any trouble.

Li Hai's brows were fierce, and his hawk-like eyes were fixed on Wang Xiaoke.

As the leader of a sect, if we capture him, we will surely be able to turn the tide of the battle.

"Kill this boy!"

The two elders looked at each other and unleashed the power of their Nascent Soul.

The great elder Xing Feng had an even more powerful aura, and was clearly in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Li Hai's robe fluttered, and he waved his hands, and two huge purple-patterned hammers fell into his palms.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The three of them were like trapped beasts, surrounding Wang Xiaoke and Wu Tu.

"It seems there is no room for negotiation. You have to fight me~"

Wang Xiaoke sighed helplessly, it would be nice if they could sit down and negotiate.

But if the negotiation fails, he will want more than 100,000 spirit stones.

He glanced at Wu Tu and grinned.

"Grandpa Fox, I'll leave those two elders to you. Is that okay?"

Wu Tu picked his nose, looking nonchalant.

"These two little jail cells are not enough to fill the gaps between our teeth."

Xing Feng frowned and said, "You are so arrogant!"

"I want to see where you get the confidence to say such things!"

Xing Feng clasped his hands together, the void began to buzz, and a mountain seemed to appear behind him.

"Ultimate Mountain Collapsing Fist!"

The huge mountain shook, and the mighty spiritual power blasted towards Wu Tu.

The second elder waved his robe and shouted coldly: "Rain of thorn arrows, go out!"

Balls of red mist spread, and countless scarlet arrows shot through the air.

The speed is so fast that it is almost invisible to the naked eye, leaving a faint white mark in the space wherever it passes.

In an instant, the two Nascent Soul powerhouses took action, as if a bolt of lightning struck the sky.

Wu Tu smiled as he watched the two killer moves, then threw out the wine gourd slowly.

At the same time, the spiritual power around him spread out, and the majestic spiritual power poured into the wine gourd.

"Om~"

When the fist hit the arrow, the wine gourd shook and shattered the move easily.

Xing Feng gasped in shock: "The peak of the late Nascent Soul stage?"

"The Invincible Sect actually has such a strong person?"

Not only them, but also the disciples below were dismayed.

Peak of the Nascent Soul Stage... What a concept! Their sect leader is only in the late Nascent Soul stage!

Wu Tu stroked his beard and waved his palm with a smile.

The strange orange-red claws slashed towards the two men fiercely.

Xing Feng was locked in place and had no choice but to grit his teeth and fight hard.

Another punch was thrown, the fist mark of a hundred feet and the beast claws were strong and powerful.

It was like two huge mountains colliding, and the air waves spread for thousands of meters.

The fist mark didn't last for two breaths before it was torn into pieces by the sharp claws as if it were paper.

Suddenly, Xing Feng bit his tongue and made hand gestures.

"All things step on the mountains and rivers!"

Dozens of giant elephants roared towards the sky, and as their blood spurted out, the elephants' bodies became more solid and their eyes turned scarlet.

The second elder was not idle either. He waved and took out a dragon-patterned bow and arrow.

He clenched his right hand, condensed his spiritual power into an arrow, and bent the bow like a waning moon.

"call out!"

A blood-red arrow shot out, heading towards the beast's claws like a dragon crossing the river.

Countless people looked up at the sky, nervously watching the three-way battle.

All animals are galloping, blood arrows are breaking through the air, and beast claws are covering the sky.

"Boom——"

The blood arrow exploded, and the giant elephant was smashed into nothingness by the sharp claws.

Xing Feng yelled in alarm and quickly retreated, but he was unable to dodge and was knocked to the ground.

When he climbed out of the deep pit, he looked extremely miserable.

There were three bloody marks on his chest, blood was constantly oozing out, his breath was weak, and his clothes were like rags.

"How can it be!!"

This scene was seen by everyone in the Thorn Gate, and everyone's mind went blank.

As the grand elder of the Thorn Gate, Xing Feng is regarded as a super strong man by everyone.

He was actually defeated by the old man from the Invincible Sect in just two moves?

To be precise, it was a move, after all, it was a defense at the beginning.

"It's really spicy, this time we are really spicy..."

"What a terrifying strength! Is the Invincible Sect that strong?"

"How come everyone has such high cultivation and overwhelming fighting power? Are we going to die here?"

An atmosphere of despair filled the hearts of everyone in Thorn Gate.

In the clash between the top powers, they can't help at all.

The key point is that they are also suppressed by the disciples of the Invincible Sect, and they will lose sooner or later if they continue to fight.

"It's a real dish."

Wang Xiaoke glanced at Xing Feng and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

"People outside say that the Thorn Sect is the second largest sect after the Blood Soul Sect."

"I thought he had some ability, but it turns out he's just a paper tiger."

Li Hai's teeth were grinding and his eyes were bloodshot.

"You deserve to die!"

His cultivation was unreserved, and his strength in the late Nascent Soul stage was fully displayed.

"Since you are such a bad mouth, I will kill you first."

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