5204: The battle was tragic.

The battle was tragic.

Ling Chuxi had actually thought of this long ago. In order to keep this a secret, fan Pingzhou had even killed city Lord Du. How could he possibly let them leave? saying these words was just to obtain the Jade bottle earlier and then go on a killing spree without any restraint.1

Only Qin Liyang, who was concerned about the safety of the head of the family and Wei Wuming, would believe his words.

"Hehe, to be so scheming at such a young age, you truly are a descendant of house Wei. However, even if you don't hand it over, how long can you delay it? Do it, cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, leave no one alive. " "Kill!" Fan Pingzhou shouted. The two silver-robed elders led the dozen or so mystique venerable rank experts like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey and charged towards the disciples of the black Zen Supreme's residence who had gathered in front of the courtyard.

"Stop them!" Qin Liyang gave the order.

Exalt Yan led the illusionary sword Supreme residence's elite disciples and gathered with the disciples from the various halls of the black Zen Supreme residence to welcome them. Qiu PU, Yang Mu, and the other three elders also attacked at the same time. After all, the other party was an expert above mystique venerable rank, and it was impossible to deal with them with just these disciples.

Ling Chuxi clenched her longsword tightly but did not rush forward. Just now, she had helped master Qin detoxify the poison and refined the clear dew mysterious transformation pill for Wei Wuming. Her vital energy and divine sense were almost exhausted and she had only recovered less than half of it. It was not the time to be rash.

Of course, even if she was in her best state, with her peak mid-stage power, she wouldn't be able to do much, unless she used the heaven seeking tower of the great Dao.

However, although her sneak attack on Qin Liyang earlier had succeeded and caught him off guard, she had not seriously injured him. Ling Chuxi knew that with her current strength, she was still unable to unleash the full power of the heaven seeking tower of the great Dao.

In order to resolve the current crisis, she could only rely on surprise attacks. Moreover, there was only one chance to attack. Thus, Ling Chuxi continued to circulate her cultivation technique to condense the Supreme Yuan Qi, waiting for the best opportunity to attack.

Outside the hall, sword auras filled the air, and in just a few breaths of time, blood swords flew out.

Even though the disciples of the illusionary sword Supreme residence and black Zen Supreme residence combined were far more than the other party, and a few elders attacked at the same time, there were still a few disciples who were injured and fell to the ground. The ancient Hall was filled with a thick smell of blood and there were also strange spiritual energy fluctuations. These were the spiritual consciousness remnant thoughts that dissipated after the disciples died, filled with hatred and unwillingness.

Qin Liyang and the Supreme elder's expressions changed at the same time. Although they could tell that these mystique venerable rank fighters were not ordinary, they only realized that their true combat power was higher than their own realm when it came to fighting. It was obvious that they had been through hundreds of battles and were completely different from ordinary cultivators who had been cultivating in seclusion.

It seemed that fan Pingzhou had been preparing for this day for a long time, and all of his men were men of sacrifice he had carefully trained.

"Grand Elder, I'll think of a way to delay them for a moment. You think of a way to open the restriction and take the patriarch and the others away first." Qin Liyang said to the Supreme elder anxiously.

"Leave? Do you think anyone can Get Away Today?" Without waiting for the Grand Elder to reply, fan Pingzhou sneered and flew over to strike with his palm.

Rays of golden light flickered as the palm strike came like a huge storm, shrouding the Grand Elder and the others.

"Celestial venerable!" Ling Chuxi had only heard of the might of a heavenly venerable, but she had never known how powerful a heavenly venerable was. However, she could see that the power of fan Pingzhou's palm had far exceeded that of Qin Liyang and the Grand Elder, who were both at the peak of the mystique venerable rank. What else could it be other than a heavenly venerable?

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