Seeing the three people in front of him, Ji Haoyuan’s gaze imdiately fell on Han Pengshan among them, his lips curling into a slightly mocking arc.
"I wondered who it was, turns out it’s you, a defeated subjugate.
What? The lesson from last ti wasn’t deep enough? You actually dare appear before again. Do you really think I won’t dare to kill you?"
As he spoke, the mocking tone on Ji Haoyuan’s lips beca even more pronounced.
This instantly made Han Pengshan furious, his gaze turning icy cold.
"Ji Haoyuan, don’t think that just because you lucked out last ti, today will be the sa.
Brother Zhu, Brother Wei, let’s go together!"
With his words, the six black sharp blades that had previously appeared in front of Ji Haoyuan, once again appeared beneath Han Pengshan’s feet.
However, this ti, the six black sharp blades seed even sharper than before.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Six sonic booms suddenly echoed in the air.
The six black sharp blades attacked Ji Haoyuan from six different directions simultaneously.
anwhile, the black-robed man referred to as Brother Zhu, and the blue-robed man referred to as Brother Wei, exchanged glances and imdiately sprang into action.
A dark golden scythe appeared in front of the black-robed man.
As the blade vibrated, nurous dark golden knife shadows appeared out of nowhere in front of Ji Haoyuan.
Vaguely, they seed to obstruct and hinder his Divine Sense.
Looking at the blue-robed man, he directly pulled out a long flute from his body.
Placed it to his lips and lightly blew.
"Moo..."
Imdiately, a sound intent on piercing one’s eardrum rushed towards Ji Haoyuan.
Ji Haoyuan felt a wave of discomfort in his chest, wanting to retch.
But soon, the magical power of the Profound Fire and Earth Technique surged through his body.
All discomfort vanished instantly.
At the sa ti.
Ji Haoyuan summoned a spiritual artifact round shield.
Only heard a series of crisp sounds.
Han Pengshan’s six black sharp blades collided against the round shield, causing only slight ripples, unable to break through the defense.
"Ji Haoyuan, you..."
Seeing his forr spiritual artifact used by Ji Haoyuan to block his attack, Han Pengshan’s eyes instantly widened in fury.
But before his anger could last long, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Ji Haoyuan, after using the round shield to block his attack, transford into a stream of fire.
Whoosh—
A long burned scar stretched straight across the sky.
Han Pengshan and the black-robed man suddenly turned pale.
Both hurriedly shouted.
"Brother Wei, watch out!"
Boom!
Before the blue-robed man could react.
A terrifying lance gleam, wrapped in fierce flas as if intending to collapse mountains, rushed straight towards him!
"How can this be...?"
The blue-robed man was clearly taken aback.
You should know, the sound he just blew with the Mistaken Acupoint Flute could seal a cultivator’s Spiritual Sense, numbing the orifices.
Why did it seem that Ji Haoyuan wasn’t greatly affected at all?
What kind of monster is this?
But at this mont, the blue-robed man had no ti to think further.
He hurriedly tapped his waist storage bag.
Buzz!
Imdiately, a silver-glowing talisman appeared in front of him.
In an instant, a shield of flickering silver light ford around him.
Boom!
Along with a loud noise.
The shield ford by the silver talisman instantly showed countless cracks.
This frightened the blue-robed man imnsely.
He was about to make his next move, but the power and flas on the lance gleam colliding with the silver shield suddenly surged.
Crash—
The silver shield shattered abruptly.
The blue-robed man hardly had ti to react before his body was brutally pierced by the blazing lance gleam.
"How is this... possible?"
The blue-robed man stared blankly down at the large hole running through him, from front to back, with signs of charred black marks continuously spreading.
He spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with blackened organ fragnts.
Attempted to turn his head.
But ultimately failed to complete the action, as his breath vanished instantly, and he fell straight downward.
"Brother Wei!"
Han Pengshan and the black-robed man were suddenly horrified.
They clearly hadn’t expected that the blue-robed man would be killed so quickly by Ji Haoyuan.
You should know, his cultivation was at the Foundation Establishnt mid-stage.
Although he wasn’t adept at direct magical combat.
His life-saving thods were not to be underestimated.
Yet such a person fell in their battle shortly after it started.
At this mont, both Han Pengshan and the black-robed man instinctively felt a sense of doom.
Especially the black-robed man.
He felt as if he had been led into a trap by Han Pengshan.
But before he could think further.
Lines of chilling Sword Qi suddenly appeared around him and Han Pengshan.
It was the second-tier magic, Upper Yuan Sword Point.
But this ti, the Upper Yuan Sword Point was vastly different from the initial Upper Yuan Sword Point used by Ji Haoyuan.
As Sword Qi converged, a nascent sword array seed to form.
Making Han Pengshan and the black-robed man feel a thorny presence on their backs.
A wave of imnse crisis surged in their hearts.
"Han Pengshan, is this what you claid, that with the power of the three of us, we could easily slay him?"
The black-robed man couldn’t help but turn his head and voice his anger towards Han Pengshan.
At this mont, he was filled with regret.
If only he had known, he shouldn’t have agreed to Han Pengshan’s proposal no matter what.
But unfortunately, it was too late.
The three of them had intercepted the other’s path, making it a matter of life and death.
The other side wouldn’t simply let them go naïvely.
And indeed.
No matter what promises or concessions were made, he wouldn’t allow such a potential enemy to live.
The Cultivation Realm lacked rcy.
Those who lacked resolve or had weak wills had long been eliminated.
Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—
Only saw that the sword array in the sky grew denser and more terrifying.
Each Sword Qi emitted seed like a full-strength strike from a mid-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator, making it increasingly difficult for Han Pengshan and the black-robed man to withstand.
Finally.
After so more ti passed, the six black sharp blades in front of Han Pengshan were knocked flying.
The next mont, before he could make another move, seven or eight Sword Qi in the air suddenly gathered into one.
With a swift motion.
Under Han Pengshan’s incredulous eyes, it pierced directly through his forehead and flew out from the back of his head.
"Ugh..."
Seeing Han Pengshan’s corpse plumt from the sky, the remaining black-robed man couldn’t bear to stay any longer.
He gritted his teeth, pulled out a blood-red talisman from his body, and was about to activate it.
But just then, the surrounding Sword Qi suddenly resonated.
Following a thunderous explosion.
All the Sword Qi shattered simultaneously at that mont!
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