C580 The Fighting of Ying Tian Sect
C580 The Fighting of Ying Tian Sect
He did nothing.
In actuality, if he was willing, all of the Emperor Level Martial Cultivator present could be killed in an instant.
The reason he did not do this, aside from the fact that the time wasn't ripe, was also because he wanted to train his Ying Tian Sect.
Rumble rumble rumble!
The pagoda was like a mountain, blotting out the sky and blotting out the sun. It pressed down on the void, causing even space itself to tremble and rumble wherever it passed. It was an ear-splitting sight to behold.
Just a little more and this pagoda would fall on Gu Xuan's head!
"Black Wind, attack!"
Gu Xuan said calmly.
"Yes, Sect Leader!"
A flash of joy flashed through Old Demon Black Wind's eyes. He had long since been unable to hold back and wanted to attack, but Gu Xuan had yet to give any orders.
Old Demon Black Wind's position in the Ying Tian Sect was a bit awkward. He originally had a place in the Peak Emperor Level, so he should be incomparably respectful.
Unfortunately, he had never experienced a life and death calamity with the disciples of Ying Tian Sect, so it was difficult for him to truly integrate into the core circle of Ying Tian Sect.
Yang Yu would slightly chat with him for a while. As for the others,, Elder Zi, and even Huang Mo who used Two Stars Emperor Level, all of them would not care about him.
Old Demon Black Wind had lived for several hundred years, so naturally he knew why.
This was because he had not shared life and death with the rest, and had only obtained an enormous benefit from Gu Xuan. Other than swearing his loyalty to them, there was nothing else he could do.
That was the reason why Gu Xuan allowed him to make a move!
This was his chance!
Even in the eyes of the Old Demon Black Wind, it was the same. However, in his heart, he had an inexplicable trust towards Gu Xuan, as long as Gu Xuan was around, they would be able to turn the situation into a miracle and pass through this crisis!
When he brazenly made his move, Old Demon Black Wind's aura shot to the sky, the Elemental Strength around his body surged. At this moment, he was like a vast ocean!
With the experience with Heaven-Burying Death Land and his consolidation during these ten days after coming out, it had long ago caused his strength to rise to an unfathomable level.
A mysterious palm technique was unleashed from Old Demon Black Wind's hands. Both of his hands were as hard as meteoric iron and he smashed his palms onto the pagoda that was as big as a mountain.
Bang!
With a violent explosion, the pagoda was directly sent flying!
"How is this possible!"
Lu Shanglan's eyes revealed a look of shock. How could a mere Old Demon Black Wind, a lord of such a dilapidated land like the Black Wind Territory be so strong?
That one strike earlier, was he using it with all his might, trying to severely injure Gu Xuan, but was it blocked by Old Demon Black Wind's palm?
Old Demon Black Wind was in high spirits and sneered: "What's impossible? Sect Master Gu Xuan's methods are far beyond your imagination. This little ability of mine is entirely thanks to Sect Master Gu Xuan! If you dare to go against the sect master, that would be seeking death! "
Lu Shanglan's eyes flashed with killing intent: I don't believe it! Today, Ying Tian Sect shall be destroyed, and all those who possess Ying Tian Sect shall die! "
Sou sou!
Following closely behind Lu Shanglan, the fifty Emperor Level Martial Cultivator s completely surrounded Gu Xuan and Old Demon Black Wind.
"Let's attack together!"
Lu Shanglan bellowed, and the pagoda descended from the sky once again!
At the same time, a series of extremely gorgeous attacks streaked across the sky, directly bombarding the two of them!
BOOM!
The terrifying Strength of Explosion twisted this Space.
The battle between the two had reached its climax, and the sounds of explosions could be heard incessantly. If it were not for the Light Shield formed by the four pillars of light, with the intensity of the battle, who knew how much damage it would have caused.
But strangely, no matter how they fought, no amount of energy would be able to spread to the disciples below the Ying Tian Sect.
In the beginning, the Martial Cultivator s were still panicking.
However, the more intense the battle, the more they felt safe below.
A few of the older disciples even started kowtowing, causing the new disciples to tremble in fear.
Of course, there were only a handful of such special cases.
In reality, one Master Level Martial Cultivator after another formed the Battle Formation, standing on guard, prepared to deal with any and all situations that occurred.
Suddenly, with a bang, a Emperor Level Martial Cultivator flew out from the sky and fell to the ground. With a pu sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
However, he did not die. He used his right hand to prop himself up from the ground.
He suddenly raised his head and saw no less than a hundred s gathered in his line of sight.
"Haha!" A bunch of scum, your luck is really bad. I was injured by Mo Jingyun, so I will use you guys to vent my anger. If you want to blame someone, blame your clan elders! "Die!"
This person, was actually a Empty Door!
An eight star Emperor level martial artist was able to shatter a mountain with a single palm, or dry a lake with a single foot. Even if they were injured, it was not something that the group of king level martial artists could withstand.
Just as this Eight Stars Emperor Level Martial Cultivator had displayed a martial art and waved out blade shadows that covered the sky, wanting to slaughter all the people from the Ying Tian Sect in front of them without restraint!
He realized that the bunch of trash in front of him were looking at him as if he were a fool!
This was incredible!
"All of you, die!"
"Chi!"
The sound came to an abrupt stop!
A spear had pierced through his heart!
He turned his head with difficulty and saw an old man. He was an old man wearing a set of Seven Stars Emperor Level, a Spiritual Treasure s that were protected by a set of Earth Stage Peak Rank.
The old man was holding a long spear made from Earth Stage Peak Rank in his hand and a pair of Earth Stage Peak Rank Soul Treasure battle boots on his feet.
"Ying Tian Sect Elder, it's you!"
After speaking these words, this Empty Door Elder had completely died.
"The entire world thought that being attacked by the two sects this time was a great calamity for my Ying Tian Sect, but who would have known that your two so-called sects were the stepping stones for my Ying Tian Sect to become strong! "Let's rest in peace, haha!"
With that, the elder flung his cloak and hid in the shadows with his head held high.
All of the Ying Tian Sect disciples were dumbstruck. The elder just now was so handsome!
Bang!
Another Emperor Level Martial Cultivator was knocked to the ground, he spat out blood, he had lost a lot of energy, he lost a lot of energy, with such heavy injuries, he was about to lose his life.
A Peak King Stage Martial Cultivator rushed forward, "Master, how are you? Don't die! Your disciple is still weak, you cannot lack Master's guidance! "
This Emperor Level Martial Cultivator suddenly widened his eyes and slapped the top of his disciple's head: "Die your head! Even if you die, your master won't die! "
Peak King Stage Martial Cultivator cried, "Master, don't lie to me anymore. There is such a big hole in your chest, and you can already see the Spirit Ants that were crushed to death by you from the front. "Master, if you have any intentions, quickly tell me …"
"Last wish your sister!"
Emperor Level Martial Cultivator cursed again, wanting to give this unfilial disciple another slap in the face. Unfortunately, before his palm could land, the vitality of his body had already weakened to the extreme.
His hands drooped, and he looked on the verge of collapse.
However, just at this moment, a strand of Qi suddenly fell from the sky and entered his body.
The Emperor Level Martial Cultivator immediately became lively as he fiercely slapped the head of the unfilial disciple.
"Last wish your sister, die your sister!"
Under the shocked gaze of the King Level disciples, an alchemist came out from underground and directly threw a medicinal pellet into the mouth of the Emperor Level Martial Cultivator, and then slowly sank into the ground.
Then, Emperor Level Martial Cultivator's chest, which was penetrated, recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, he became lively like a dragon and a tiger.
"That old man Wu, how dare you kill me, take another punch from me!"
This Emperor Level Martial Cultivator who had just been treated shot up into the sky!
One by one, the disciples were all stunned!
There was such an operation?
Even breathing became difficult in the aftermath of the explosion.
A figure stood straight, but still existed, watching the entire arena.
Suddenly, he raised his head.
"Ksitigarbha Envoy, you're finally here!"