2979: C2979 One Against Eight

C2979 One Against Eight

One against eight.

"Bang, bang, bang."

With a low, dull sound, the energy kept exploding, and the spiderweb-like black energy in the air shattered inch by inch.

"Thump! Thump!"

The black energy shattered, and the eight Nirvana Stage High Rank warriors staggered backwards.

In the valley, as the black energy dissipated, the green light barrier also gradually dissipated. A tall and slender figure appeared, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.

The slender figure warrior staggered backwards, and a faint trace of blood could be seen on his face. His face was also very pale. He appeared to be a little over thirty years old. He was wearing a dark long robe, and a short green colored cloak that was covered in blood on his back. A cold glint shot out from his eyes. His eyebrows were like swords and they were as black as paint. A fierce and vigorous aura trembled. He raised his head and looked at the numerous Netherworld Spirit on the rock wall. His eyes were blood-red.

"Zhuiming is at the end of his tether. Quickly kill this man. We can't let him escape."

Dozens of Netherworld Spirit rushed down from the surrounding rock walls. At this moment, numerous figures unleashed a shocking killing intent. Powerful Yin Cold Energy fluctuation mixed with killing intent resounded in the sky above the deep valley. A deep explosive sound was heard. Numerous attacks shot towards the slender figure in a lightning-like manner.

"All of you, go to hell. You will have to pay the price for killing the people of Mighty Wind Army."

The slender figure warrior was like a ferocious beast that was roaring. When the last word was uttered, a powerful and fierce aura suddenly surged out from his body once again. Under this formidable and fierce aura... A green light suddenly spread out, devouring the life force in the space. In an instant, the sky was filled with turbulent winds, and even the sunlight that fell from the sky above the deep valley was cut off.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The slender figure was like a Ferocious Beast, and streams of green energy flowed out like flowing lights. The energy that came out of his body covered the sky and covered the earth, and it seemed as if it could devour life force. It carried a frightening explosive force as it gushed out like a volcano. It was tricky and ruthless as it rushed into the chests of the Netherworld Spirit.

"Ah!"

Under the miserable cries, several Netherworld Spirit were killed in the blink of an eye.

"Chi!"

One ___! A Netherworld Spirit cultivator held a strange triangular pointed spirit weapon in his hand. It carried a terrifying cold aura, and there were faint cries of ghosts and gods. In an instant, he appeared in front of the slender figure and stabbed forward. Wherever the spirit weapon passed... The space was instantly penetrated.

"Hmph!" The slender figure warrior shouted coldly. He didn't dodge or give way. Just as the spiritual weapon was about to hit him, his figure disappeared like a ghost.

In the next instant, when his figure appeared once again, he appeared behind the former in a ghost-like manner. A sharp wind erupted like a volcano. It carried a frightening explosive force as it ruthlessly smashed towards the former's back. It directly penetrated through his back and arrived in front of him, killing him.

"Chi La."

Another Netherworld Spirit rushed out, and a fist print smashed towards the slender figure.

The slender figure user's face darkened. He did not dodge or evade, allowing his fist to land on the protective circle of light on his body. At the same time, a fist print condensed. The spatial distortions where the green fist print passed through were torn into a concave arc. The lightning and fire landed heavily on the Netherworld Spirit's body. With one punch, boom!

"Puchi!" The slender figure user's mouth once again overflowed with blood.

"Bang! Bang!"

Under the two deep sounds of energy, two Nirvana Stage Cultivation warriors, one on the left and one on the right, appeared. A cold beam and the Yin Cold Energy light beam let out a soul-shaking strange cry as they broke through the air and slammed onto the slender figure warriors' bodies. The green light barrier around his body was crushed and cracked, as if it was going to break apart at any moment.

"Die!"

A cold voice was heard from the slender figure's mouth. Its blood-red eyes were filled with killing intent. Both of his arms shook, and two beams of green energy once again landed on the two Nirvana Stage Netherworld Spirit. It instantly shattered their bodies.

"Bang! Bang!"

A terrifying force swept out like a hurricane, causing a huge amount of rock walls to collapse. In just a few exchanges, several Nirvana Stage Netherworld Spirit were killed by the slender figure.

"Damn it! All of you, retreat!"

The eight Nirvana Stage High Rank Dark Spirits who had just been forced back shouted out loudly. Their bodies leapt out once again and stood above the valley. Their expressions were ugly and gloomy.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!" When they heard this, the Netherworld Spirit immediately retreated. It was as if everyone did not wish to get entangled with this slender figure user. All of them were afraid of this person.

"Zhuiming, you won't be able to escape even if you have wings." The eight of them stood together and sneered. The eight of them formed a circular formation. Like a fierce tiger that had descended from the mountain, they pounced down fiercely. Their auras were surging. Shocking explosions of energy and energy erupted.

"Despicable Netherworld Spirit, you don't have the qualifications to take my soul."

The slender figure's eyes were blood-red and sharp, and its figure moved along with it. It carried a terrifying wood element energy that could devour life force. Peak of High Rank Nirvana Stage. He unleashed the strength of a single step into the Immemorial Stage, then followed by eight Nirvana Stage High Rank warriors. Among them, there were also four Peak of High Rank Nirvana Stage warriors, including the Netherworld Spirit warriors, who were fighting against each other.

"Bang! Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, the nine of them were fighting in the deep valley. Energy kept exploding and shooting out, sweeping across a large area and turning it into a void.

The eight Nirvana Stage High Rank Netherworld Spirit had a tacit understanding with each other. When the eight of them joined forces, their power would become even stronger, and the Yin Cold Energy would become even more terrifying. It carried an aura that could shake one's soul as it rushed out of their bodies, resonating with each other. It covered a large area of space, causing the temperature of the surrounding area to drop drastically.

The slender figure was also extremely difficult to provoke. It was as if they were fighting with their lives on the line. The tricky and strange nature of the wood element was displayed to the fullest extent. It seemed to be accompanied by traces of the profound meaning of space. One versus eight. Although it was a slight defeat, if the other party really wanted to do anything to him... It definitely wouldn't be an easy thing.

However, with the combined strength of the eight Nirvana Stage High Rank and four peak Nirvana Stage High Rank Netherworld Spirit, it was extremely difficult for the slender figure to escape. It was trapped in the deep valley by the rolling Yin Cold Energy.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Under the sound of several deep explosions, the three Nirvana Stage High Rank Netherworld Spirit staggered backwards in the air. Their faces became paler and colder, and there was blood at the corner of their mouths. The smell was so pungent that it was unpleasant to the nose.

"Puchi!"

The slender figure's body was also sent flying. Blood trickled out of the corner of its mouth once again. It had just stabilized its body when it was once again trapped.

"Kill!"

The slender figure practitioner cried out like a wild beast. Sound waves rolled and resounded over the valley. His blood-red eyes were like roaring Ferocious Beast as he once again faced the Netherworld Spirit experts who were besieging him.

"Chi."

The space above the rock wall of the valley began to fluctuate. Immediately, over a dozen figures appeared. All of them emitted an aura that caused one's soul to tremble. Some of these people had horns on their heads. Some of them had faces like horse faces, and they were all Netherworld Spirit.

However, there was a tall and sturdy young man within the Netherworld Spirit that appeared to be no different from an ordinary person. He gave off a dark and cold aura, and his eyes flickered with a bright light. It was as if the Nine Underworlds had been opened, causing one's heart to palpitate in fear.

"Greetings, Young Master."

The Netherworld Spirit on the surrounding rock walls, who was watching the battle nervously, immediately bowed respectfully when it saw this tall and sturdy young man. Its eyes were filled with respect.

The burly young man looked at the eight Nirvana Stage High Rank and slender figure warriors who were fighting intensely in the valley, his eyes slightly raised. A cold smile appeared on his face, and then he waved his long robe. He glanced at the eight men who were attacking, and the sound waves echoed in the sky above the valley. He said, "They are all trash. Eight of them can't even take care of one. Retreat!"

When the eight Nirvana Stage High Rank Netherworld Spirit heard this, they retracted their hand seals. The Yin Cold Energy that was gushing out from their palms was retracted, and they immediately retreated behind the burly young man.

"The deputy commander of the Mighty Wind Army, Zhuiming, really lives up to his reputation. Fighting the eight of them alone. This isn't something an ordinary person can do." The burly youth's Qi fluctuated as he looked down at the figure in the valley. A smile appeared on his face.

Behind the burly young man, all the Netherworld Spirit experts stared coldly at the figure within the deep valley. Their eyes were filled with dense killing intent.

The slender figure practitioner stood in the air. His aura was a little chaotic and scattered. The clothes in front of him were stained with blood. He raised his head and looked at the burly young man on the rock wall, and said, "An Ling, your people are too useless. They want to kill me, Zhuiming. You guys are not enough! "

"Is that so?" The eyes of the burly youth who was called Dark Spirit shifted slightly, and he said, "Zhuiming, I can give you a way out. Join our Tianluo Alliance, not only will you be able to live, you will also be able to obtain countless benefits.

"Haha!" Upon hearing this, the slender figure man laughed loudly. His body was awe-inspiring, and then his eyes shot towards Han Xing. His words were dignified, and it was as if he was exhaling a thousand feet of Ling Yun's will. His feet stomped on the rocks. He said, "Do you think that the people from the Mighty Wind Army will join your Netherworld Spirit? What a joke! Sooner or later, the Diffused Heaven Alliance will definitely kill all of you!"

"Is that so? I'm afraid that the Mighty Wind Army will never have one again. If you refuse a toast and refuse a forfeit, I'll fulfill your wish." Hearing this, the tall and sturdy young man's dark and cold face gradually darkened. A cold smile was born. Following the sound of his voice, a human figure had already rushed down from above.

"Chi."

At the same time that his figure descended, an extremely cold aura surged around the tall and sturdy young man. A majestic Yin Cold Energy seemed to be the source of energy as well. It transformed into a cold beam that carried a terrifying cold energy and shot towards Zhuiming.2

Looking at the Yin Cold that was diving down from the sky, Zhuiming stomped his foot on the ground. The rocks under his feet shattered inch by inch. He waved the fist in his hand. A wave of green energy condensed into a phantom fist print and shot up to the Yin Cold Iron. Finally, it blocked the Yin Cold Iron.

"Chi La."

The two energies collided and the two figures also flashed away. A wild and violent force directly shattered a large portion of the rocks in the valley. The cracks on the ground immediately spread. Zhuiming also used this opportunity to fly backwards at a low altitude.

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