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The combined attack of over twenty supreme deities was absolutely shocking. Multicolored lights flashed in the sky, and then all of them smashed down towards the ground.

In just a split-second, not only the manor, even half of the mountain had been destroyed by them.

Little White, who was on par with Ye Wanrou, could only express surprise.

Especially Hua Ruge, she had never really seen a person of this level make a move. She thought of terror, but did not expect it to be so terrifying.

After one attack, the manor completely disappeared. Broken limbs and arms were everywhere on the mountain. The scene was once extremely brutal.

And from Hua Ruge's perspective, not a single survivor.

Her pupils shrank as she whispered: "Deceitful!"

As expected, just as she finished speaking, two huge gongs appeared in the middle of the mountain and collided ferociously with each other. They emitted the sound of air being torn apart as they spread out in all directions.

At this moment, those Supreme Celestial cultivators that had just gone through a full-power attack, whether it was their spiritual will or energy, were all exhausted. Before their mental energies had fully recovered, they were all struck by the sound wave and spat out blood.

On Hua Ruge's and Ye Wanrou's side, because she discovered it a little earlier, she informed the Devouring Beast to use her divine sense to block this wave of attack.

The sonic attack was only a spiritual attack and it did not have any real strength, so the Devouring Beast could easily block it.

"Little kids want to plot against me? You're still too inexperienced." A cold snort sounded out. Halfway up the mountain, a yellow-robed man suddenly appeared. From the looks of it, he was at least fifty or sixty years old.

At this moment, the supreme immortals of the various sects knew that they had been mentioned on a metal board and that they had suffered mental trauma before the battle even began. Only then did they put away their arrogance and become cautious.

"You kids are so bold that you even have the guts to hit me on the head. Do you really think that I won't dare to kill you all because of your presence? " The old man's words were extremely domineering.

"Kill us? Do you really think that my righteous disciples are vegetarians? " Yin Shang said.

The rest of the disciples did not admit their loss and one after another, they started to choke.

"You people are tired of living. Today, let me see just how strong you righteous kids are." As the old man spoke, he kept the gong and took out a sword.

Although Hua Ruge was far away, he could still clearly see that it was actually a wooden sword.

The sect's 20 supreme deities did not show any sign of weakness. They followed the battle formation they had prepared the day before and prepared to make their move.

Ye Wanrou looked and said: "Why do I feel like our side's chances of winning aren't high."

"I definitely won't be able to beat him. It just depends on how well I can control him." Hua Ruge analyzed.

Ye Wanrou nodded and looked at it seriously.

This kind of confrontation between strong people would be very beneficial to their future cultivation.

The confrontation between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out. Originally, the mountain had only trembled slightly, but now, the trembling was very uncomfortable.

Hua Ruge could no longer be content with the sun, she could only crawl up and watch the battle, and was very dissatisfied with it.

The battle scene between the two sides was very cool. Explosions continuously rang out in the air, causing one's eardrums to hurt.

However, Hua Ruge felt that the thunderous roar of the rain was a bit softer, because it seemed like Shuang Shuang was actually evenly matched, which made her a bit surprised. As expected of one of the top genius disciples of the various sects, the attacking power of these young disciples was truly impressive.

On the other hand, the Head of the Guards, his strength was terrifyingly thick, but whether it was the techniques he cultivated or the sword techniques he practiced, he was more of an orthodox disciple. One could tell with one look at him that he had never received any orthodox training.

After watching this battle, she understood the importance of cultivation techniques and battle skills even more.

Ye Wanrou gasped in surprise. She used to think that she was talented enough, but now that she saw the proficient fighting techniques of those genius disciples in the air, she knew that she was simply too weak.

Just when Ye Wanrou thought that he could win, the old man suddenly erupted with an extremely strong power. Relying on his terrifying attack power, he forced the disciples to continuously retreat.1

"You overconfident brats, don't even think about leaving today." The old man coldly snorted again as he consecutively swung the wooden sword in his hand, revealing the might of his Heavenly Immortal Stage.

The sect disciples looked at each other and exchanged opinions. Finally, they reached an agreement and began to use defensive tactics.

In any case, their mission was to delay them, so it was now time to conserve their strength.

The battle became more and more intense, but Hua Ruge continued to look in the direction of the Sanfeng Mountain from time to time.

"What are you thinking?" Ye Wanrou watched the fight and asked.

"I wonder how long it will take before the other mountain is taken." Hua Ruge said.

Ye Wanrou pointed at the Great Master who was in battle and said: "This old man is much more anxious than you."

Hua Ruge nodded: "When he discovered that these people were intentionally dragging him down, he should have known what was going on in his heart."

The Great Master was extremely meticulous. After realizing this, his attacks became more and more ferocious, and the sect's twenty immortals were gradually unable to hold on.

Ye Wanrou looked on the side and said, "The difference in realms is really scary."

"Yeah." Hua Ruge said in a noncommittal manner.

"The more I look at it, the more incredulous I feel. Your male god actually cut through Heavenly Immortal Stage with a single slash? How did he do that?" Previously, she did not think it was that difficult, but looking at this battle, she could not understand.

"Don't compare him to normal people, he's a monster." This was the only explanation that Hua Ruge could think of.

Her answer was asking for a beating, but Ye Wanrou was surprised to hear it.

As the two of them chatted, the twenty Supreme Celestial disciples continued to be forced back by the old man's powerful attacks. In the end, they had no choice but to attack again. Each of them used their most powerful killing moves to greet the old man.

The old man relied on his tyrannical strength to push his way through. However, because the sect disciples had a lot of cards up their sleeves, the old man could not resist any more and was getting more cautious in his attacks.

The sound from afar became louder and louder. The old man realized that he had to hurry over as soon as possible, so he looked at the injured disciple who was in his way and wanted to heavily injure him.

Ah!

With a miserable scream, a disciple fell from the sky and didn't come up again. It seemed that he wouldn't be able to survive this attack.

The Heavenly Immortal Stage that disregarded everything was obviously terrifying, and after that, he continuously killed or severely injured the sect disciples, not caring about the amount of injuries on his body, even if it grew more and more.

Ye Wanrou opened his eyes wide: "So ruthless?"

Hua Ruge's expression became solemn as she said, "Looks like we can't just watch the show."

The head of Sanfeng Mountain was definitely a ruthless person, after a while, he knocked down all the disciples in the sky, but he himself was also heavily injured by the retaliation of the Supreme Celestial.

Although there was a huge gap between their realms, it was still enough for him to use his trump cards.

The last person to be struck down was Ling Yun. Hua Ruge noticed that the blow on Ling Yun was not that heavy, and was probably only because he was injured.

After the Great Master knocked down all the Highgods, he did not immediately hurry on his way. Instead, he sat on a mountaintop and began to heal his wounds.

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