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Chapter 443 Brutal Battle
Chapter 444 Brutal Battle
On the other side, someone said, "Old Wang, Lu Hao has already killed a ninth-rank cultivator. We can't fall behind. You come and hold them off for a bit, I'll chop these three seventh-rank cultivators to pieces."
Qin Fengqing attacked the three seventh-grade underground cave warriors in front of him and shouted. As Qin Fengqing attacked, the three seventh-grade underground cave warriors opposite him also began to use the power of heaven and earth. After all, the attack of the resurrected warrior in front of him was not bad at all. Although he was only at the middle level of the seventh grade, his control over power was not low.
The three seventh-rank cultivators all used the power of heaven and earth, and Qin Fengqing's side was finding it difficult to cope, since he didn't have the golden bones of Wang Jinyang and the others to withstand it.
"Old Qin, it's not that I don't want to kill, it's just that I can't spare the time."
Wang Jinyang took a moment to call out to Qin Fengqing, who then glanced at Wang Jinyang's situation. He was facing four seventh-rank underground warriors by himself, which was even more troublesome than his situation. He couldn't spare any more hands. The high-level attackers this time were mostly seventh-rank underground warriors. There were nearly a dozen in one city, and more than two hundred seventh-rank warriors in the thirteen cities. This did not include the seventh-rank warriors who came from the two forbidden areas. On the other hand, there were only sixty or seventy seventh-rank warriors on the human side. Each person had to deal with three or four seventh-rank warriors.
This is troublesome, Qin Fengqing thought to himself. Although he was good at fighting, he, a mid-stage seventh-rank cultivator, couldn't withstand the attacks of three seventh-rank cultivators with the power of heaven and earth.
"Old Qin, Old Wang, gather all the seventh-rank enemies on the other side. I'll put them in my Golden House, and the three of us will attack together."
Fang Ping, who was in the lead, shouted that his situation was not good either. He was facing four seventh-rank warriors. Since he could not self-destruct his spiritual power, he lacked a way to kill them with one blow. So he wanted to use his spiritual power to materialize the underground cave warriors and put them inside so that he could focus his fire on killing one or two of them with Qin Fengqing and the others.
Qin Fengqing and Wang Jinyang understood Fang Ping's meaning, and as they retreated, they attracted all the underground cave warriors on the opposite side together.
Fang Ping leaped up, and his materialized object instantly enveloped several seventh-rank cultivators. However, these people were not gathered together, and three others were not enveloped.
Fang Ping roared, "Kill those three outside!"
The seven people trapped under his cover realized where they were. They had been put into a mental manifestation. The seven of them joined forces to attack the hut, causing it to tremble continuously.
Five seventh-rank experts, with all their might, launched a frenzied attack on the hut. Fang Ping's mental energy trembled for a moment, but they couldn't break through Fang Ping's mental energy hut so easily. After all, Fang Ping had spent a lot of money to fill and irrigate this hut with indestructible matter, which ordinary seventh-rank experts simply couldn't break through.
"kill!"
Qin Fengqing was overjoyed to see that there were only three people left. Now he could fight one-on-one. He slashed at a seventh-rank soldier with his sword.
"war!"
Wang Jinyang was not to be outdone. He drew the War God Bow, channeling his qi, blood, and spiritual power, and combining them with the power of heaven and earth to create a silver arrow, which he shot toward a seventh-rank opponent.
As Fang Ping's three gates above his head opened, and a divine weapon emerged from the gate of qi and blood, Fang Ping had already nurtured a sword in each of the three gates. He had no shortage of divine weapons or qi and blood, and his spiritual power was now being used to quickly kill this high-level seventh-rank underground martial artist, so it wasn't a waste. Fang Ping shouted sharply, "You deserve to die!"
"Blood Blade!"
"cut!"
"No!"
Three loud shouts rang out, followed by a tremendous explosion.
The underground warrior opposite Fang Ping was instantly pierced by the divine weapon, and Fang Ping's spiritual power surged forth, instantly annihilating the opponent's spiritual power.
Fang Ping took a deep breath and turned around to see that the seventh-rank underground martial artist opposite Wang Jinyang had been pierced through most of his body by an arrow and then killed by Wang Jinyang. On Qin Fengqing's side, he was covered in blood, but it seemed that he had also killed the seventh-rank underground martial artist opposite him.
All of this happened so fast!
The three gathered together, and Fang Ping put the opposing seventh-rank experts into the Spiritual Manifestation Hut. In less than 10 seconds, the three of them killed three seventh-rank experts.
However, Wang Jinyang and Qin Fengqing were clearly not in good condition, especially Qin Fengqing, who was bleeding profusely, and it was unclear whether the blood was his or the enemy's.
"How are you two doing?" Fang Ping asked. "We're fine, we can continue," Wang Jinyang replied. "No problem!"
Qin Fengqing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said.
"Then let's go. This is my spiritual manifestation; it's my territory. Let's try to kill the remaining seventh-rank cultivators."
Fang Ping said something and then entered the manifestation of his spiritual power to begin his attack.
Wang Jinyang and Qin Fengqing didn't linger either, rushing inside. The next moment, a fierce battle erupted in the mental energy manifestation hut, where several seventh-rank cultivators fought in a space of less than 100 square meters.
On the other side, Zhao Xingwu looked at the two ninth-rank warriors before him, feeling somewhat frustrated. It seemed that his long absence from the mountain had led the people in the underground caves to believe he was a pushover. Zhao Xingwu was now unleashing his full power; for him, a top-tier ninth-rank warrior, taking on two ordinary ninth-rank warriors was child's play.
Instead of using the ninth-grade divine weapon hidden in the Three Jiao Gate, Zhao Xingwu wielded a seventh-grade divine weapon and charged forward. Soon, under Zhao Xingwu's relentless bombardment, the ninth-grade warrior who had just broken through to the third grade couldn't hold on any longer. His physical body was shattered in several places, and several of his golden bones were broken. But he had no other choice but to use other methods. Seeing that the ninth-grade underground warrior was almost exhausted, Zhao Xingwu's aura suddenly became stronger, and he slashed out with his sword, shattering the void.
Just as the ninth-rank cultivator opposite him dodged, another ninth-rank cultivator seized the opportunity to throw a punch at Zhao Xingwu. Zhao Xingwu ignored it and traded injury for life!
Prepare to kill this ninth-rank official with one move!
"kill!"
Zhao Xingwu roared angrily, letting another ninth-rank cultivator bombard his head, while his figure broke through the air, flashing continuously, heading straight for the ninth-rank cultivator he had previously avoided!
"die!"
Zhao Xingwu unleashed another sword strike, and a colossal blade of light suddenly appeared in the air.
It was no less powerful than the blade light that Lu Hao had just unleashed. Its aura illuminated the entire underground cave, and even the void was dispelled by this strike. "No!" cried the ninth-rank martial artist from the underground cave.
Boom!
A huge explosion was heard, and the ninth-rank underground caveman was instantly killed by Zhao Xingwu's blade.
Zhao Xingwu took a blow from another ninth-rank cultivator next to him, and the flesh on his head fell off, revealing his golden bones. The next moment, Zhao Xingwu's indestructible substance surged, and his injury was healed. Trading a minor injury for a ninth-rank cultivator was well worth it!
This can be seen as gratitude to Lu Hao for giving their sect a chance; only by integrating into Martial Arts University can the sect be passed down.
The last remaining ninth-rank warrior on the opposite side realized the old man's power and dared not fight alone, so he quickly called for reinforcements. Naturally, no one on Lu Hao's side dared to leave, fearing that they would be killed by Lu Hao if they left. So only Nan Yunyue's side could send someone. The next moment, two ninth-rank underground cave warriors broke away from Nan Yunyue's battle and rushed towards Zhao Xingwu. Now Nan Yunyue's side had four ninth-rank warriors.
Big win!
Within ten minutes of the battle starting, two ninth-rank cultivators had been killed, and the human grandmasters were getting more and more excited as the battle progressed.