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"Swish! Swish!"

When Meng Wenjia opened her eyes, Weng Zixuan moved. His aura burst out and his figure rushed out like a cheetah.

The air whizzed, and the scattered bangs on his forehead were revealed, revealing Weng Zixuan's completely resolute face. Although he wasn't that handsome, he was still pleasant to look at, and his eyes were firm and resolute.

If there was someone else here, they would be shocked.

For a martial cultivator who hadn't even reached the Foundation Establishment stage to have such an imposing manner, it was truly inconceivable.

Weng Zixuan's speed was unbelievably fast among cultivation of the same level.

At the same time, Weng Zixuan threw a punch with his left hand towards Du Shaomu.

"Swish!"

Just when his fist was about to reach Du Shaomu, Weng Zixuan's body suddenly stopped. His left foot took a step to the side and his right hand punched towards Du Shaomu's lower abdomen with all the force he could muster.

It was obvious that Weng Zixuan was shaking his fist.

The first punch was fake, while the real one was behind.

However, before this punch, Du Shaomu was not moved at all. He did not even move a single inch as the branch in his hand strangely struck towards Weng Zixuan's right fist.

Boom!

At that moment, Weng Zixuan shook his arm as if he knew Du Shaomu's attack. His body instantly hit the ground and he rolled like a lazy donkey. His posture was a bit ugly, but he did manage to avoid Du Shaomu's branch.

At the same time, Weng Zixuan was already prepared. As he leapt into the air, his fists were like two dragons flying out of the sea as they all rushed towards Du Shaomu.

Staring at Weng Zixuan, a slight fluctuation appeared in Du Shaomu's calm expression.

However, the two fists were still unable to harm Du Shaomu. Du Shaomu seemed to have been prepared for this and had already planned everything. The branch in his hand also did not know how it changed and it landed on Weng Zixuan's fists like lightning.

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"

However, at this moment, several sword shadows had arrived from all directions. In the middle of them was Xiaohu's attack.

It turned out that all of Weng Zixuan's attacks were just feints.

The attacks of Meng Wenjia, Jin Jiawen, and Xiaohu were the real goal.

"Swish! Swish!"

"Dingdang …"

All of a sudden, the aura was scorching hot and several figures had already clashed against each other.

The elemental energy waves clashed against each other. The attribute vitality light clashed with the light sword shadows, causing sand to fly into the air as well.

From the beginning, there had been no warm-up for this duel. It was like a fiery battle.

As for Meng Wenjia, Jin Jiawen, Tang Qian, and the others, they were risking their lives.

So many of them, so many days, yet they couldn't do anything to young teacher when they joined hands.

The other party was even holding onto a tree branch, which also aroused the young man's competitive spirit. Even Weng Zixuan was full of fighting spirit.

But no matter how sharp the attacks of the six people were, no matter how much coordination they had, they were unable to do anything to Du Shaomu.

If the six of them were to join hands, it could be said that their strength would be extraordinary within the Martial Master Stage.

Especially the coordination between the six of them. Not only did they have a tacit understanding of one another, they also contained elements that countered one another. This not only did it increase one's strength greatly, it also increased it greatly.

It also proved that besides being arrogant and delicate, Meng Wenjia also had her own merits, and she was very intelligent.

The attacks of the six people connected, flickering with vitality light of all attributes.

Everyone was also very confident.

The attacks of the six continued unabated.

All sorts of vitality brunt wind s, blades, and shadows surged like waves of flames.

While the six of them were besieging Du Shaomu, his expression did not change. He completely dispelled the six people's besieging attacks. Occasionally, the tree branches would land on the six people's bodies, stopping their attacks for an instant.

Even so, this time, the six of them were able to last much longer.

"Crack …"

"Crack …"

"…"

After half an incense stick of time, the attacks of these six people had completely collapsed. Their hair was all disheveled and their faces were deathly white. As they miserably cried out and collapsed on the ground, the six people were once again unable to stand up.

Strictly speaking, Jin Jiawen was the only one that did not fall to the ground. She staggered and finally stabbed at Du Shaomu.

But all of a sudden, the sword in Jin Jiawen's hand fell to the ground, her face exceptionally pale as she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Du Shaomu raised his eyebrows. He knew that the strength of his attacks shouldn't cause any internal injuries to Jin Jiawen.

Subconsciously, Du Shaomu went to support Jin Jiawen.

"Something's wrong …"

Suddenly, Du Shaomu seemed to have thought of something and immediately retreated.

"Swish …"

However, it was too late. Numerous sword lights flashed at the same time. Meng Wenjia, Xiaohu, Tang Qian, and the others who had just collapsed to the ground seemed to have recovered some of their strength and attacked at the same time.

As Du Shaomu leaped, he broke the attacks of several people and escaped from their encirclement.

"Another failure …"

The six of them were completely paralyzed on the ground. As they looked at Du Shaomu who had escaped, a faint sense of despair appeared in their eyes.

This was already the formation that the six of them had been working on for a long time. What happened after that, they were even trying to play tricks on it.

Everyone knew that Du Shaomu was the closest to Xiaohu and Jin Jiawen.

Everyone originally wanted to let Xiaohu pretend to be injured to attract Du Shaomu's attention, so it was best to seize this opportunity to snatch a piece of the robe.

If they couldn't make it, the rest of them could take the opportunity to succeed.

However, Xiaohu didn't object. He just didn't agree to it and let Jin Jiawen go in the end.

However, Du Shaomu was able to see through all of this with his own eyes. Although he was slightly affected, he still avoided it in the end.

"Who thought of this idea?"1

Du Shaomu's gaze swept across the six people who were barely able to get up from the ground. There wasn't any change in his expression.

The six of them looked at each other, feeling uneasy.

The final method was a bit shameless, but it wasn't enough to show off.

Besides, during this period of time, not to mention Xiaohu, even Meng Wenjia and the rest looked at Du Shaomu with an instinctive fear.

Unknowingly, this fear and reverence had appeared within their hearts. It was just that everyone didn't know it yet.

"Elder Brother Shaodu, this is my idea, I was wrong …"

Xiaohu hesitated for a moment and then stepped forward.

He knew this method and even participated in it. Looking at Elder Brother Shaodu's expression, Xiaohu gritted his teeth and prepared to carry it himself.

"No, this is what I was thinking. It has nothing to do with Xiaohu."

Meng Wenjia bit her lips and took a step forward. She was the one who suggested this idea.

"I also have a part in this plan. Mr Mu, if you want to punish me, then punish me."

Jin Jiawen had always been uneasy, but now that she thought of Mr Mu, who seemed to be rather close to her, she couldn't help but feel a burning sensation on her face.

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