"Are you the tenth grade?"
The mountain owner felt like he was seeing a ghost.
I originally thought that by trapping a Xuanyuan Madness, the overall situation was already under control.
I didn't expect that Li Qingxuan was also tenth grade. When did tenth grade become so worthless?
"No wonder the other party dared to come to Fahua Mountain with only these people."
Seeing that the situation had come to an end, the mountain owner said loudly: "Let's do it together."
Li Qingxuan was too terrifying. Just by the way he killed two Tianzi-level killers, the mountain owner knew that if he faced him alone, it would be in vain.
If they are defeated by each other, Fahua Mountain will really be wiped out today.
The mountain master fell down, and suddenly there were countless sword lights and countless black images of apes, one by one, quickly pounced on Li Qingxuan.
The mountain owner, several guardians, and many masters all tried their best.
Endless murderous intent intertwined, completely blocking Li Qingxuan from all directions.
So many masters taking action together are enough to be worth a small army.
Of course, the mountain owner and others are not optimistic.
If given a choice, they would rather turn around and run away immediately.
But Li Qingxuan did not give them such a choice, and now they only hope to delay time.
Only when the Earthly Evil Sword Formation kills Xuanyuan Crazy, a tenth-level warrior, will they have a chance to survive.
The mountain master's expression was cold.
This King You is really stupid. If he and another tenth grader go directly to break the formation and break through the Earthly Evil Sword Formation, there will be no room for resistance in Mount Fahua.
But now they are given the opportunity to defeat each one.
But just as his thoughts arose, a huge figure appeared and stood in front of Li Qingxuan.
Ye Cangqiong waved Fang Tian's painted halberd, swung it open, and blocked the attacks from the sky.
Before Xuanyuan went crazy, there was the horrified and desperate look of the killer of Fahua Mountain.
Bang bang bang...
The Fahuashan killer who rushed up was smashed and flew backwards like dumplings.
"Boom."
Ye Cangqiong was in charge, and no one could break through his defense.
"How can it be!"
Everyone in Fahua Mountain looked at Ye Cangqiong with horrified expressions.
"How can it be?"
They all suspected that their eyes were wrong.
With the strength displayed by Ye Cangqiong, he was able to withstand all the attacks just now with pure physical strength.
This is a tenth-grade martial artist.
"In addition to Xuanyuan Crazy, King You actually has a tenth-grade subordinate!"
The mountain owner exclaimed in surprise, and his expression became extremely ugly.
As soon as he said these words, the hearts of everyone in Fahua Mountain sank to the bottom.
Normally, a tenth-grade person would be a big deal. After many years of experience in Fahua Mountain, there has not been a tenth-grade person. Only the mountain master, the ninth-grade peak person, has appeared.
But now in Li Qingxuan's camp, three tenth graders have appeared.
This is absolutely terrible.
"It is rumored that Ye Cangqiong, the commander of the Shura Cavalry under King You, is at the tenth level. He should be the one."
"Looking at his figure and weapons, they all match the characteristics of Ye Cangqiong."
"In the same realm, a martial artist is far more powerful than other masters. And just now Ye Cangqiong relied on pure physical strength to fight against the enemy. He was obviously a pure martial artist."
"When the news came that King Zhenbei had been taken down, I once said that since King Zhenbei was a tenth-level warrior, Li Qingxuan must have a tenth-level warrior under his command to capture him. But you don't believe it, and you insist on fighting with him. Li Qingxuan acted against him, it's over now." A guardian said loudly.
"Shut up, it's already this time, what's the use of talking about this."
The mountain master said coldly, feeling very upset.
"Everything."
Ye Cangqiong dragged Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, like a god of war coming out of the ancient abyss, approaching the people of Fahua Mountain step by step.
With every step he took, the ground shook all day long.
"Go together."
Countless people from Fahua Mountain rushed towards Ye Cangqiong.
At the critical moment of life and death, even if they faced the tenth grade, they had no choice but to fight tooth and nail.
"break."
The Fangtian painted halberd in Ye Cangqiong's hand was swept forward, forming an unparalleled edge and sweeping out.
Phew.
Seven or eight killers were unable to dodge and were cut in half.
A tenth-grade warrior is so powerful.
Ye Cangqiong can split the earth into cracks with one move, how can flesh and blood stop him.
Warriors are definitely the most troublesome existence for assassins.
Because even if you can succeed in a sneak attack, you may not be able to break through their defense.
A protector was targeted by Ye Cangqiong's murderous intent, and Fang Tian struck down with his halberd, shaking the heaven and the earth.
"you dare?"
The eyes of several Dharma protectors were about to burst.
The protector targeted by Ye Cangqiong is the second protector. He has a high status in Fahua Mountain and is very popular.
They could only watch helplessly as each other was split in half by Ye Cangqiong, and their eyes were all red.
"Take my move."
The mountain master suddenly jumped up high, and the sword in his hand spun like black lightning, quickly slashing towards Ye Cangqiong.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities."
Ye Cangqiong suddenly stamped his feet, his blood boiling, and the armor on his body suddenly tightened.
The vertebrae are tumbling like a dragon, the muscles are bulging, and power is exerted from the feet through the waist. Finally, the energy and blood are concentrated in the weapon, and it is slashed forward.
It was like a wild beast resurrecting, with overwhelming momentum. There was even invisible energy surrounding him, forming an ancient demon god.
In an instant, Ye Cangqiong used the warrior's power to the extreme, like a god.
Rumble.
The sword in the mountain master's hand split instantly and turned into countless fragments.
The whole person was more like a meteor falling into the earth, and was directly thrown a hundred feet away, creating a deep pit.
The mountain owner was seriously injured by one move.
The whole audience was shocked.
No matter how skilled an assassin is, no matter what means of killing, no matter what speed, they are all vulnerable to absolute power.
The warriors at the late tenth level are really terrifying.
Everyone in Fahua Mountain had a look of fear on their faces.
The mountain master is like a god in their hearts. Now he can't stop Ye Cangqiong's move, and they can only die if they go up.
The mountain master staggered up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said in a somewhat miserable voice: "I didn't expect that Fahua Mountain had existed for more than three hundred years, but in the end it died in my hands. Three tenth-grade people, Huashan Mountain, Accept your fate."
At this moment, the mountain owner didn't know that he was helpless.
"Who said they were three tenth-grade ones."
Li Qingxuan laughed loudly.
Behind him, Qin Xiaomo walked forward step by step with his sword in his arms.
The breeze ruffled the white clothes, and the sword intent that seemed to be substantial on his body was rapidly condensing.
"Pavilion Master, you have had your fill today, now leave it to your subordinates."
Qin Xiao said quietly.
And the other side. The mountain owner and others seemed to have seen ghosts.
Another tenth grader appeared!