75: C75 Experience from the Falling Yin Mountain Range(4)

C75 Experience from the Falling Yin Mountain Range(4)

It was dark and drizzling rain was falling from the sky. In the forest, weeds were growing everywhere, dead leaves were everywhere, and the five people slowly walked over.

They had already entered the area of Meteorite Mountain Range more than two hundred kilometers, and all the Demonic Beast they met were at least at the second stage.

Suddenly, a long howl came from afar, and it was only one of them. The sound was so mournful that it was as if it was experiencing a heart wrenching pain.

Lee Er scanned the area and saw a Rank 3 Earth Bear that was surrounded by a group of Rank 2 Iron Devouring Ants. It was covered in iron devouring ants, and the Earth Bear was bleeding profusely.

The area within five kilometers of the ground was filled with Iron Devouring Ants, as well as some winged Iron Devouring Ants.

They were not big and were only the size of an egg. The pair of pincers on top of their head was probably many times sharper than a pair of scissors. They were extremely fast and had astonishing defensive capabilities.

"Yes." There were at least a million of them, and some of them were already heading towards the five people. If his own Power of Spirit Senses was not much stronger than the average late stage Profound Core Stage, he probably would not even know what was going on after being wrapped in dumplings.

He shouted at the five of them, "Run for your lives! I'm afraid there are more than a million Level 2 Iron Devouring Ants coming from the front!"

In less than ten breaths of time, only a pile of bones was left of the Rank 3 Earth Bear. Seeing this scene, Lee Er's scalp went numb. The iron devouring ants in the sky and on the ground seemed to have found a few people and quickly chased after them, starting to chase after Lee Er.

The five of them ran almost a hundred miles before they finally managed to shake off the group of ants. Even now, their legs were still weak because of the fear.

Mowing grass in the nest, it really was dangerous. Even though they met some cultivators here, everyone was on their guard.

The few of them advanced in a different direction, but they did not dare to be careless this time. The Power of Spirit Senses scanned their surroundings as if it was free, because Second Brother's fourth stage Realizing Pill, the sounds of fighting came from ahead.

I only heard a sweet female voice, you group of bandits, to think that you guys are famous and upright sects, you actually dared to rob my Myriad Swords Sect disciples, you have to consider the consequences, if not you guys will regret it later.

I'm so afraid of Myriad Swords Sect. Honestly speaking, I am a little afraid of your Myriad Swords Sect, but if the six of you beautiful girls were to die here today, who would know that it was done by our Tyrant Blade Sect?

Moreover, my sect's Myriad Swords Sect is our sect's life and death enemy, avenging your hatred is a matter of course, so what do I have to be afraid of.

We actually met you girls, then we brothers won't let you guys die from the pain, we'll make you die from the love we have for you, hahahaha …

Shameless, vulgar, despicable, shameless bastards. Senior Martial Sister Huihui, the six of us will fight with them.

We are not afraid even if we die, right, towards the other four junior sisters, we are also facing a common enemy, they all took out their Flying Sword and prepared to fight our way out.

There was still about 10 miles before the five of them stopped. Liu Fen asked, "What happened to Second Brother? Is there anything wrong?"

He told the four of them what had just happened. In the past twenty days, the five of them had successfully used a beauty trap.

The results were all tragic. Now that the five of them had met a Myriad Swords Sect disciple, none of them said anything and waited five kilometers away for the matter to continue, to see if there was any trick?

After a short while, the twenty odd Tyrant Blade Sect cultivators each took out a big machete and encircled the six people.

The senior sister called Huihui spoke: "Form three sword formations, attack with all your might, attack with one attack and defense, retreat at top speed, the cloaked Little Plum shot out a Quasi-pleas, only to see her throw a distress bomb gently and immediately rise into the air, exploding in the air in a few hundred meters, the sound forming a coloured Giant Sword in the air."

This was a distress bomb that only Myriad Swords Sect disciples could use, and it was even a Inner Sect disciple with an extraordinary status. Only a sect like this would let him wear this, so he could see this distress bomb within a hundred kilometers.

Any disciple with Myriad Swords Sect above the level of Myriad Swords Sect would recognize it if they saw it, and they would also have the duty to use all their power to save it.

At this time, Wang Meng said, and the other four people all stared at him, Lin Ping asked, then how did our Outer Sect do not know?

And how do you know that? Because my father is a high ranking official in the Heavenly Sword Peak, I have known these rules since I was young. Only then did I understand, Wang Meng replied.

The four of them looked at Wang Meng as if they were looking at a monster. Liu Fen directly scolded, "Why didn't you say so earlier? With your powerful identity, why did the three of us pay the protection fee before?"

I didn't see how much money you had, but you were too stingy, being so stingy that you didn't let your brothers spend it, and Second Brother was still the best. Don't say that you know us in the future.

All of them looked at Liu Fen in silence, who didn't have a little secret? Wang Meng's face was filled with embarrassment, because among the four, only Wu Tie could see the battle in the distance and hear the conversation between the two, so he asked: "Is that Tyrant Blade Sect our life and death enemy?"

I heard my father say: "Twenty years ago, there was a ranking competition at one time in the Divine Martial Empire Sect. The Inner Sect Disciples, the core disciples, the direct disciples, the Great Elder and sect master will compete in five matches."1

At that time, our Myriad Swords Sect had both entered the top fifty. As long as we enter for another round, we would be able to enter a first-rate sect.

As long as we enter a first-rate sect, the resources allocated would be far greater than that of a second-rate sect, but the area we are in charge of would also be several times more dangerous, however, if our Myriad Swords Sect is in the top fifty to twenty-five, our Inner Sect, core, direct disciples, and elders will all lose two wins, which one of the sect master of the two sects can win the last battle, and whose sect will be promoted to a first-rate sect.

In the past, our Myriad Swords Sect and the Tyrant Blade Sect were on good terms, but the previous sect master and the previous sect master of the Tyrant Blade Sect were also good friends.

However, for the benefit and resources of the sect, the two of them went all out in the arena, and ended up with heavy injuries to both of them.

To directly blast Tyrant Blade sect master out of the arena competition's range, thus our Myriad Swords Sect became a first-rate sect at the bottom, and right now, our Tyrant Blade Sect is only a second-rate top sect.

But just because of this, Tyrant Blade Sect can't possibly hold a grudge against our Myriad Swords Sect, right?

Wang Meng rolled his eyes at him and continued, "Can you not interrupt me? I'm not done yet. If you have the ability, come on, it's really good enough for you."

Everyone stared at Liu Fen. He immediately shut his mouth. When Ba Dao, sect master, was blasted out of the arena, he had already fainted.

After suffering such heavy injuries, his strength is already weaker than our predecessor, sect master. Furthermore, Sword Cultivator can usually challenge someone stronger than him, let alone the former sect master.

Back then, when Tyrant Blade Sect sect master returned, he immediately relinquished his position and died in less than five years due to heavy injuries. That was because Tyrant Blade Sect sect master had overused more than half of his own life force on the stage, otherwise, how could our Myriad Swords Sect have defeated them with heavy injuries.

However, as the former tyrant sect master was dying, he said: Don't hate Leader of Myriad Swords Sect. This is a normal fight, and sect master must take responsibility for the disciples of his sect.

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