The other strong warriors echoed.
For a mont, various accusations and curses rose and fell like dense drumbeats.
A middle-aged martial artist in strong attire crossed his arms, a mocking curve at the corner of his mouth that seed to overflow, his gaze as if looking at a self-overestimating clown.
An elderly woman with white hair gently shook her head and sighed, her face full of helplessness, muttering to herself: "This child is too unaware of his limits, truly young and reckless!"
"If this guy had even a single peanut, he wouldn’t say such arrogant words!"
So young and energetic cultivators could no longer suppress the anger in their hearts, surrounded by flashing light, they began to mobilize the True Qi within their bodies, preparing to launch an attack.
The surging True Qi was like turbulent waves, carrying endless power, roaring as if intending to completely drown Xu Wendong, crushing his intent to resist into dust.
In the face of everyone’s reaction, Xu Wendong remained as calm as water, without a trace of panic.
He slightly raised his head, his gaze sharp and steady as he slowly scanned the excited crowd around him.
His eyes were deep and far-reaching, even showing a hint of pity, as if looking at a group of lambs lost on the wrong path.
"It seems you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin. In that case, don’t bla for being rude." His voice was low and resolute, echoing in the space like a great bell, each word seemingly announcing a coming judgnt.
As his words fell, the True Qi around him surged like flas being ignited, with a montum that seed set to break through the sky.
Emitting a terrifying aura that made one’s heart tremble, the surrounding air seed to be compressed by an invisible giant hand, instantly solidifying.
"Fellow Daoists, let’s join forces to kill this boy!" The Xuanxiao Sword pointed at Xu Wendong, with a voice that was both loud and cold.
At the sa ti, other strong warriors also made their moves.
In an instant.
Magical treasures were unleashed, their bright lights shining, each carrying their unique True Qi attributes, like streaks of lightning tearing through the night sky, dazzling.
Nearly ten thousand strong warriors exerted their power simultaneously, the scene was truly shocking, unparalleled in magnitude, making the surrounding air seem to catch fire.
Xu Wendong’s expression was stern, facing this overwhelming offensive, yet he showed a faint hint of disdain.
He slowly raised his hand, the True Qi around him no longer just passively expanding for defense, but seed to have gained life, joyfully bouncing and intertwining.
It was known that he was once a high deity, even though his cultivation level had plumted now, the innate power and pride in his bones had never been worn away.
The True Qi flowed at his fingertips, runes flickering, as if speaking of ancient and mysterious powers.
"With just you people, you dare try to keep ?" Xu Wendong sneered.
Although the voice wasn’t loud, it penetrated all the roaring sounds like a great bell, clearly echoing in everyone’s ears, containing an innate divine majesty.
His eyes glead fiercely, his figure flashed, seeming to cross the boundaries of ti and space, like a black lightning bolt, instantly appearing among the crowd, yet as if never having moved, already standing at the core of the enemy formation.
With each move, a powerful black whirlwind arose.
Wherever he passed, the surrounding attacks seed to be swallowed by a black hole, disappearing without a trace, those so-called powerful magical treasures and fierce magic, before him, were like children’s toys, vulnerable and easily defeated.
The middle-aged man’s face changed drastically upon seeing this, never expecting the seemingly ordinary Foundation Establishnt Cultivator before him to be this formidable.
He abruptly closed his folding fan, shouting loudly: "Form the array!"
In an instant, the surrounding disciples swiftly changed positions, forming a complex and exquisite battle formation.
Within the battle formation, True Qi mutually responded, intertwined, forming a powerful True Qi Field, the power of everyone connected by invisible threads, becoming increasingly formidable.
Xu Wendong charged into the battle formation, yet did not feel too much pressure, this formation in his eyes was rely a slightly challenging ga.
He snorted coldly, True Qi surged within him.
The whole person was like a volcano about to erupt, exuding an aura that others could only look up to in admiration.
In the next mont.
"Die aside, all of you."
The Thunder Sound emanating from Xu Wendong’s mouth transford into tangible sound waves, like sharp blades sweeping towards the surrounding strong warriors.
Where the sound waves reached, the strong warriors only felt as if their eardrums were hamred heavily, the pain was unbearable, many couldn’t endure this excruciating pain any longer, instinctively covering their ears, faces full of agony.
And so with weaker cultivation couldn’t withstand the terror of the sonic impact at all, their blood and Qi instantly surged, uncontrollably spurting out a mouthful of blood, the whole person collapsing to the ground like a kite with a broken string, imdiately losing the ability to fight.
Xu Wendong’s True Qi rampaged without restraint, where it passed, the battle formation ticulously arranged by nurous strong warriors, with their True Qi mutually responding and intertwining, was like a spider web in a fierce wind, fragile and easily torn apart.
The True Qi in the formation was scattered under such a powerful impact, becoming chaotic.
At this mont, the Energy Ball condensed by Xu Wendong, carrying a world-shattering force, heavily impacted the battle formation.
With this powerful impact, tiny cracks began to appear on the surface of the battle formation.
These cracks spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if alive.
Those originally highly self-assured strong warriors, their expressions changed as if suddenly frostbitten, turning deathly pale and unsightly.
The confidence and arrogance in their eyes had long disappeared without a trace, replaced by deep panic and fear.
The panic was like a candle fla flickering in a storm, ready to extinguish at any mont.
The fear, like the endless darkness in the abyss, completely enveloped their hearts and minds.
They knew Xu Wendong’s strength was impressive, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to crush the Xuan Yin Sect single-handedly.
But with nearly ten thousand of them attacking simultaneously, even a Body Integration realm expert would fall.
Yet, who could have expected Xu Wendong not only remained unscathed but even broke through the Sword Array they had set up?
Even witnessing it firsthand, they found it hard to believe.
Xuanxiao watched the scene, both shocked and angry in his heart.
He forced himself to endure the pain from his wounds, tightly gripping the longsword in his hand once more, the sword trembling slightly, as if resonating with his inner fury and unwillingness.
Disregarding everything, he joined the battle, attacking Xu Wendong with the others, in an attempt to regain so face for the Xuanyin Sect.
Facing the overwhelming offensive, Xu Wendong showed no trace of apprehension.
He simply curved his lips into a cold sneer, pinching the spell with quick hand gestures, chanting incantations under his breath.
In an instant, the originally shattered Seven Extres Formation began to show signs of life, seven beams of light slowly rising from the ground, gradually converging to redraw the outline of the Seven Extres Formation.
This scene left everyone present utterly astonished, their mouths agape.
Xuanxiao widened his eyes even more, exclaiming in shock: "This... how can this be? You can actually activate the Seven Extres Formation?!"
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