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Three shadows emerged from the wall under the crescent moon. They were agile like leopards and had an imposing manner like a tiger.0

The leader chopped down with the sword in his hand.

The one who came was none other than Cheng Qing. Behind him were two elders of the Thousand-Jue School. They directly jumped over the roof wall and rushed over. The rest of the disciples were currently ferociously attacking towards them.

When the Heaven Seeking Sword descended, the Qin family expert facing Lee Yanyi within the Gale Sword Formation turned his head in shock. His pupils did not even have the time to shrink before his body was cut in half. His internal organs were mixed with fresh blood as they rained down.

"Lotus Blooming Step by Step!" Cheng Qing's eyebrows were like lightning as he shouted.

The Qin Clan elite turned his head and looked at Cheng Qing. Before he could give the command to attack, Cheng Qing suddenly disappeared from where he stood. Without waiting for them to see clearly with widened eyes, heads flew up and spun in the air, blood gushing out like a fountain from their necks!

The Xumi Stage Level 8 Cheng Qing already had a strength comparable to a Grade 1 Confinement Cultivator. At this moment, he had activated the Green Lotus Sword Song's powerful sword style and his battle prowess had increased by another level.

Even if it was at the second level of the Desire Prison Realm, if he wasn't prepared and didn't use his Essence to form a shield, he would still die on the spot.

After killing eight of the Qin Clan's experts, a crack immediately appeared in the Gale Sword Formation. As for Li Yi, of course, she did not hesitate and rushed out to meet up with Cheng Qing. There were two Qin Clan experts in the middle. They rushed forward to stop the attack, but were cut down by the green reed.

At this time, over two hundred disciples of the Thousand Extreme Martial School ran over from the small path, slaughtered their way out from behind the fake mountain, jumped down from the courtyard wall, and appeared on the roof … Everyone had long swords in their white robes. Their gazes were like lightning, and their auras were like wolves as they charged towards the Qin cultivators in the courtyard!

Various kinds of sword energies swept out, shocking the low-rank cultivators of the Qin Clan. They didn't even have the time to form a formation before they successively fell under the torrential storm of sword energies.

The blood mist that flew in the air was gorgeous and charming, and the mournful howls were absolutely tragic. It covered this serene night with a layer of terrifying veil, as if hundreds of ghosts were walking at night.

Seeing the Thousand-Jue Sect cultivators charge into the group of Qin cultivators like hungry wolves into a flock of sheep, Qin Chenggong was so shocked that a duck egg could be stuffed into his mouth. In the blink of an eye, his entire body turned ice-cold. An extremely ominous feeling enveloped him like a nightmare.

Why were the disciples of the Thousand-Jue Sect in the Qin Family campsite attacking the Qin Family?

What were they going to do?

Could it be that the plan to sell out the Sun Moon City had already been exposed?

How many more people were behind the disciples of the Thousand-Jue Sect? With just these two hundred people alone, they had no reason to be so arrogant as to attack the Qin family!

Could it be that the Qin family had already been abandoned?

It was hard to avoid the guilt of being a thief. Soon, Qin Cheng lost all color on his face.

Cheng Qing, who was standing on top of the gate, pointed his Heaven's Inquisition Sword at Qin Cheng who was standing behind the group of people. His clothes fluttered even though there was no wind in front of the crescent moon. When the sun rises tomorrow, there will no longer be a single Qin cultivator under the sun! "

Hearing this low shout, the disciples of the Qian Jue sect who were fighting felt as if they had been given medicine by a tiger. Their necks turned red as they let out waves of roars. Their hideous faces and majestic auras were like those of fiends.

The sword Qi in their hands grew even more majestic, roaring loudly, "Kill the traitor!"

The sound was like the crashing of waves on a shore, and what was being rolled up was actually a thousand piles of blood!

The Qin Clan cultivators all retreated in shock. When they looked at each other, they realized that their eyes were all filled with fear. They were like rats crossing the street, completely exposed to the world that was shouting at them to beat them up.

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