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Taoist Xuan Ku heard the commotion behind him and turned his head to look, revealing a bright smile.

"Good boy."

He was extremely happy and gulped down a mouthful of strong wine. He strode like a meteor to the front of the tank. He slapped the water vat with one hand, and the water in the vat turned into water arrows as thick as an arm.

"Open!"

With a wave of his robe, the water arrows that were floating above the water vat flew up into the air.

Bam, bam, bam! They crashed into the falling rocket. The rocket was instantly extinguished and fell weakly.

"Alright." The Qinglong Town hunters cheered loudly, the worry on their faces melted, and they revealed a knowing smile.

Everyone moved at an even faster speed. They had to rush into the fire and water it. Under the command of the mayor and Shi Jian, everything was in order.

At the same time, Leader of Futu Cult's face became ugly. One of the wooden machines had been destroyed by Ning Wufeng, and the remaining two did not pose any threat to Ning Wufeng. Even if they were to die from exhaustion from shooting the giant wood arrows, it would be difficult for them to harm Ning Wufeng in the slightest.

The sun was setting.

"Prepare for a strong attack!" Leader of Futu Cult's face turned cold as he shouted.

Even if Ning Wufeng could defend the entrance of the Qinglong Town, did he think that he could stop thousands of people? The seductive woman had already led her troops to other parts of the Qinglong Town, and was waiting for his order.

"A small Qinglong Town wants to block the true body's footsteps. Dream on!" Leader of Futu Cult snorted.

He felt a touch of fear from Ning Wufeng. So fast, this brat actually broke through. If he was given more time, he definitely wouldn't be able to control him.

"Where are the death guards?" Leader of Futu Cult shouted.

"Here!"

Immediately, over thirty black armored Futu Cult disciples walked out. They remained expressionless, but all of them were strong and sturdy men. They were over three meters tall and were a lot larger than the average person.

"It's time for you to sacrifice yourselves for the true body." Leader of Futu Cult said coldly, his tone did not carry even the slightest bit of emotion.

"I don't care if I have to sacrifice myself for the Sect Leader!" Over thirty heavily armored followers knelt down together and shouted loudly.

"true body is with you!"

Leader of Futu Cult's entire body was filled with boundless spirit energy, instantly transforming into a pitch black Qi on the surface of his body. Within the black mist, there seemed to be countless roaring creatures struggling and roaring.

The expressions of the ordinary Futu Cult s changed, but there was not the slightest fear on the faces of the over thirty heavy armored followers. Instead, all of them revealed fanatical expressions and desperately tried to absorb the black Qi.

Their powers were constantly rising. The sixth, seventh, eighth and ninth levels of the Qi Drawing Realm, all the way to the Quasi-Acupoint Opening Stage.

Aside from the fact that they did not open their spiritual cavities, the spirit energy fluctuations from their entire bodies seemed to already have the power of their Acupoint Opening Stage.

With the sudden appearance of more than thirty more Futu Cult disciples, Ning Wufeng's face sank. Could it be that the Futu Cult must be in trouble today?

No, absolutely not!

A look of determination appeared in Ning Wufeng's eyes, and the World Extinguishing Spear suddenly danced, stepped on the Ethereal Step, and rushed out of the Kun Dragon's Roar Formation.

Facing them, the thirty plus heavily armored followers emitted a black Qi and had scarlet eyes. They were as frightening as Desolate Beast s that were ready to swallow someone up.

Ning Wufeng threw out a spear strike. The Pure Yang Spear Spell surged, and between the movements of the spear light, two waves of true intent were activated, thrusting towards one of the Heavy Armor Disciples.

Bang! The World Extinguishing Spear pierced through the armor of a heavily armored follower. Black energy surged out from his body, and the mournful wails and howls of ghosts came from the Heavy Armor Disciples one after another.

Ning Wufeng frowned. The disciple wearing heavy armor that he had hit had no expression on his face as he turned his hand and slashed at the disciple. At the same time, dozens of bladelight whizzed out.

"What's going on?" Ning Wufeng's pupils contracted as he used the Ethereal Step once again. A ray of light lit up under his feet, transforming into a afterimage that flew out.

Dozens of blades missed.

Roar ? Roar ?

The heavily armored followers roared like Desolate Beast as they charged forward.

"He actually ignored the World Extinguishing Spear's attack!" Ning Wufeng suddenly realised that these guys did not feel any pain. On the contrary, these blood light made them even more excited.

The Heavy Armor follower that had been struck by the spear did not care about the hole in his chest. Instead, he hooted and became even more ferocious.

As the black gas surged, the Heavy Armor follower's speed also increased.

"Devil's Note!"

Ning Wufeng cursed, and released his consciousness. Using Ethereal Step, his feet were covered with a layer of white light, and his speed suddenly increased.

Pure Yang Spear Spell ? Ascending Yang Art!

Ning Wufeng's spear light trembled, the tip of his spear suddenly exploded into a ball of dazzling cold light, and with a dull thud, he broke apart the Heavy Armor Disciple's blade.

He executed the second shot, Shining Sun Style. The spear light exploded, transforming into countless sharp swords of light that stabbed into the chest of a Heavy Armor follower. With a loud bang, the blood light splattered everywhere, and the Heavy Armored Disciple immediately fell to the ground.

Soon after, Ning Wufeng slowly adapted to the heavy armored disciple's rhythm of attack. Although these heavy armored men had dense spirit energy, their agility was not very high, and was much lower than that of ordinary Acupoint Opening Stage cultivator s.

Amidst the surging of Ning Wufeng's spear light, everywhere it went. In less than an hour, more than a dozen of the over 30 Heavy Armored Disciples had died.

Furthermore, Ning Wufeng's attacks were getting faster and faster.

The pupils of the nearby Leader of Futu Cult slightly constricted as his expression instantly darkened. If this continued, he would painstakingly build the death squads and all of them would be killed by Ning Wufeng.

"Your opponent is me!"

Leader of Futu Cult moved, his robes fluttering, the black Qi surged out. Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, the thing he was worried about had finally happened.

As long as the Leader of Futu Cult made a move and entangled him, then it would be no different from a fantasy for the people of the Qinglong Town to want to block thousands of Futu Cult s.

Although his master was astonishingly powerful, he had been injured in the past. He couldn't fight for too long. The only ninth layer Qi Drawing Realm cultivator, Shi Jian had also lost an arm.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

Ning Wufeng became more and more anxious, and felt the strong wind from the Leader of Futu Cult blowing over. The spear light in his hands became faster and faster as it surged with specks of starlight, breaking through the defenses of the Heavy Armored Disciples.

The spirit sword danced around him, and one by one, the heavy armored followers fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, only half of the thirty were left.

"Damn it!" Leader of Futu Cult shouted in anger. He watched as Ning Wufeng killed three heavily armored followers with his spear, and his heart dripped with blood.

He swung his claw at it.

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, the spirit force around his body surged, the World Extinguishing Spear s brazenly struck.

Third level of true intent, spear light as fast as lightning, spear energy extremely sharp.

The third stage of the Enormous Strength True Mind had a force of 120,000 kilograms and its spear was extremely tyrannical when it shot out to destroy the world.

The Leader of Futu Cult's claw landed and flew out with a loud bang. With a gloomy face, he said in a deep voice, "I've underestimated you."

With a grab in the air, several thousand skeletons flew out from the throne of skeletons. The black gas that was being emitted turned into a skeleton mace.

Xing Tian Wu felt grief as she spread out her might in all directions.

Leader of Futu Cult's entire body was surging with darkness, and his body was visibly expanding. In the blink of an eye, he had become a robust man filled with energy and blood.

As the mace danced, the black qi surged out.

Ning Wufeng's pupils contracted slightly. Leader of Futu Cult's mace was filled with a strong killing aura, as though he was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in his world.

"Die!" Leader of Futu Cult roared, the black Qi around his body intertwined with countless of mournful howls as the light from his mace surged.

Behind him, the five hundred to six hundred Futu Cult s, led by dozens of heavy armored followers, charged towards the Qinglong Town.

Battle cries came from the vicinity of Qinglong Town. The flirtatious woman, along with 400 to 500 people of Futu Cult, also rushed towards the town to kill.

"Save me!"

The entire town was suddenly in a state of panic.

Just as the fire on Shi Jian's and the old man's side started to gradually die down, the sounds of fighting from the surroundings could be heard.

This group of vicious Futu Cult were ruthless, regardless of gender or age, wherever they went, there would be nothing left of them.

"Shi Jian has arranged people to protect the old and weak children and to protect them. Everyone else, if you have the power to fight, follow the old Daoist and charge!" Taoist Xuan Ku's drunken eyes revealed a clear look.

This battle was being fought in the town. Death!

"Everyone, kill!" The old man picked up his iron crutch and followed Taoist Xuan Ku as he charged into the crowd of Futu Cult.

The wine gourd in Taoist Xuan Ku's hands spun around as he poured ten thousand kilograms of strength into it. Everywhere he went, the people of Futu Cult were smashed over.

"Kill!" The three heavily armored followers had their eyes on him. They surrounded him in a flurry, their sabers whistling through the air as they attacked with all their might.

With a bang, Taoist Xuan Ku clashed head on with his blade. A sickly flush emerged on his face as the blood in his body churned.

"I still can't do it." Taoist Xuan Ku's eyes dimmed. Following the circulation of his spirit energy, the poison accumulated in his body started to lose its suppression and become restless.

Ah!

Screams sounded as the Qinglong Town hunters fell one by one. The old man faced off against a heavily armored disciple. His body was covered in sweat, his spirit energy was stimulated to the extreme, and streams of white mist began to emerge from the top of his head.

When a hunter was about to die, he let out a mournful howl and tightly bit onto the neck of a Futu Cult. Both of them perished together.

Although the strength of the Qinglong Town's hunters could not compete with this group of vicious villains, the ones guarding behind them were their wives and children. Even if he was stabbed in the chest, he would slash with his blade with the back of his hand regardless of the wound.

"Even if the old Daoist dies, he can't let you bastards off so easily!" Taoist Xuan Ku let go of the control of his spiritual energy on the poison aura in his body, and his four spiritual cavities lit up.

Suddenly, the spiritual energy in his body surged, and his hair stood on end.

"Haha, I haven't felt this good in a long time!" Taoist Xuan Ku laughed out loud. He turned over his hand and struck a palm towards a heavily armored disciple's chest.

The wine gourd smashed down, smashing the brains of the Futu Cult disciples who attempted to sneak attack him into smithereens.

But even so, the number of casualties in Qinglong Town continued to increase.

"Haha, tonight, this place will become a living hell!" Leader of Futu Cult laughed out loud, the skeleton mace in his hands whizzed out, as it danced, waves of mournful ghost wails and wolf howls sounded, as though it was cheering for this massacre.

"I, even if Ning Wufeng were to die today, I will not let you succeed!" Ning Wufeng clenched his teeth and roared.

Eight meridians of spirit energy surged, the World Extinguishing Spear appeared like a dragon, two killing intents were decisive. However, the Leader of Futu Cult only wanted to pester him and did not let him go to the Qinglong Town to help. Ning Wufeng couldn't get rid of his hands and feet either.1

Ning Wufeng's heart was filled with hatred, looking at Leader of Futu Cult's proud smile, he wished that he could swallow his flesh and bones. The spear techniques became more and more sharp, causing the Leader of Futu Cult to become more and more shocked.

"The moment that Wandering Dragon appears, the thousands of clans offer their respect."

From afar, the banner was fluttering, and a group of people that looked like a black dragon were rushing towards Qinglong Town.

Roar ? Roar ?

From the Ancient Wooden Swamp not too far away came a series of earth-shaking beast roars.

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