Wu Ying frowned and said respectfully, "Sir, we can't hold on much longer."
Zhuang Quan said coldly, "The power that destroyed Chu Tian is still in the dark. If we attack now, who will deal with it when it appears? If these lackeys can't even stop a bunch of corpses, what's the use of them? If they die, so be it. In order to save these lackeys, Yang Qingxuan is going to mess things up. "
Lu Feilai and the others couldn't help but nod their heads in agreement.
Wu Ying sighed in her heart and didn't say anything else. She just looked at the flying figure in the dust quietly.
In a few breaths, Yang Qingxuan shattered four corpses. Those he saved were all disciples of the ferryman. As for the disciples of other organizations, if he had the time, he would save them as well. But he would take care of his own people first.
"What kind of power is controlling these corpses?" Yang Qingxuan thought as he attacked. Among the hundreds of corpses in front of him, they all seemed to be below the Celestial Realm. Mo Nansheng was in the middle stage of the Grand Celestial Realm, and the forty-two Celestial Realm experts that Lu Feifan mentioned.
In terms of pure strength, Yang Qingxuan's side didn't lose to the corpses at all. It was just that the corpses had no consciousness and weren't afraid of death. They fought with their lives on the line. In this way, the martial artists were suppressed by the corpses.
Above the yellow sand, fresh blood sprinkled from time to time like plum blossoms. But once it was baked, it turned into a black patch.
"Wu!" Suddenly, a long whimper sounded in the air above the sand.
Yang Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and was surprised and happy.
Wu Ying was flying in the air, her hands forming seals. She was standing on a huge white conch, and the sound was coming from that conch.
Moreover, the space around the conch fluctuated continuously like water. Its color turned from transparent to blood-red, and it turned into a roaring red river that spread for thousands of feet in the air!
"Red Water Formation!"
Yang Qingxuan shouted, "Everyone, retreat! Retreat into the formation!"
"Rumble!" Red water poured down and circled around the crater, forming a moat. At the same time, a large number of shapeshifters appeared in the water and blocked the corpses.
Everyone was surprised and overjoyed, hurriedly retreating into the formation.
As soon as the dried corpses stepped into the red water, they let out hoarse voices and rushed forward with all their might, cutting the transformed soldiers into pieces.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked as he looked at the boundless red water around him.
Jiazi's voice sounded, equally amazed. "This lass is so talented in formations. Once I recover my strength, I can take her as my disciple and pass on my mantle to her."
Yang Qingxuan said, "She's Ye Queen's disciple. Why would she want to be your disciple?"
Jiazi snorted angrily and said sarcastically, "You still have the nerve to say that? Your control of the Red Water Formation is worse than her. You're ashamed to be called a man! "
Yang Qingxuan laughed. "Aiya, some people don't even have a body, and you still have the nerve to say that others are weak? Yes, I am weak, but I'm still alive and kicking. Who's so strong that they don't even have a body? "
"You …!" Jiazi almost vomited blood. He was also a smart person. He knew that if he continued to argue, he would only get angrier, so he stopped talking.
Zhuang Quan frowned slightly. He looked at Wu Ying in the air with a cold gaze. Wu Ying didn't ask for his permission and acted on her own accord. This caused a trace of anger to surge in his heart.
However, no matter how strong the Red Water Formation was, it could not stop hundreds of dried corpses. The red water's defensive range was constantly shrinking. Wu Ying was sweating profusely.
Yang Qingxuan shouted, "Everyone, attack again! We can't rely on a woman! "
As he spoke, he rushed into the Red Water Formation. He took out the Imperial Floating World and killed the dried corpses. Every time he swung his sword, thunder and lightning mixed with sword radiance, smashing a dried corpse into pieces.
The martial artists who had retreated into the formation also rushed into the formation to kill after catching their breaths. However, with the formation's protection, it was much easier than before.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a huge explosion came from outside the formation. Around ten thousand feet away, a cloud of dust rose and turned into a huge tornado, crushing from all directions.
The strong power of the wind and sand rushed into the red water, weakening the power of the array.
Wu Ying's expression changed. The sandstorm was at least ten thousand feet high and covered a few miles. If the sandstorm came, the Red Water Formation she controlled would not be able to stop it.
Yang Qingxuan's Fiery Golden Eyes flashed. He exclaimed, "There's someone in the sandstorm!"
Dust and sand flew everywhere. However, in the center of the sandstorm, there was an eerie silence. More than twenty people stood alone.
"Two four, two five, twenty-five people!"
Yang Qingxuan looked around and shouted, "It's the upper echelons of the Chu Tian Gang!"
There were twenty-four people standing around, each making hand seals to control the sandstorm formation. The other person had a cold expression. He crossed his arms and stood in the center of the sandstorm, his eyes shining.
"Why aren't these twenty-five people dried corpses?"
Yang Qingxuan's mind turned. He had no time to analyze and returned to the center of the pit. He said to everyone, "Now that the upper echelons of the Chu Tian Gang are here, it's your turn to attack."
Lu Fei and the others frowned and looked at each other.
Zhuang Quan's expression did not change. He said, "Wait for the sandstorm to come and collide with the formation before attacking. This way, we can consume more of their energy. "
Yang Qingxuan's expression changed. He said coldly, "If the sandstorm hits the formation, not only will Wu Ying not be able to withstand it, she will be seriously injured by the backlash. How many people will die from the collision? "
Zhuang Quan said, "If these people can't withstand the collision, they can only blame themselves for not being strong enough. As for Wu Ying … … She attacked without my permission. If she is seriously injured, she only has herself to blame. "
Yang Qingxuan was so angry that he laughed. He said, "Haha, good, she only has herself to blame. Well said!"
Suddenly, he raised his sword. A sword light flashed in the air and pierced towards Zhuang Quan. Yang Qingxuan shouted angrily, "Motherf * cker, die for me first!"
Zhuang Quan's expression changed. He gently raised his hand and deflected the sword qi. He said in a low voice, "Yang Qingxuan, are you crazy?"
"I'm not crazy, the crazy person is you! Did you break your brain from cultivating? We are all comrades who have gone through life and death together. No one should die for you for no reason. Now that they are all in front of you, it's fine if you don't help, but you are still making sarcastic remarks. You even want them to use their lives to help you withstand the sandstorm. For a trash like you, it's better to not have you. So, I will send you to your death first! "
Yang Qingxuan was about to explode. The Imperial Fushi Sword kept shooting out electric lights in his hand. Each sword was faster than the last. They all pierced towards Zhuang Quan's vital points.
Lu Fei and the others were stunned. They did not know what to do. The external enemy had not retreated, and an even stronger external enemy had come. Now, they were having internal strife.
There were more than forty people guarding the center. They were all Sky Rank powerhouses. At this moment, they scattered to avoid being affected by Yang Qingxuan's sword qi.
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