Yu Meng and a few of his allies stood in the air, smilingly looking at the campsite of the Pan Yu world army, which was trapped in the sword formation, like a hunter admiring the prey in his trap.
Yu Huo's clone and Master Spirit-slaughter stood outside the tent with darkened faces, looking at the surrounding Pan Yu world nobles darting around like headless flies. They had been testing the sword formation with all kinds of secret magic and treasures, but nothing worked, just like throwing stones into the ocean.
If the sword power didn't burst from the defensive magic screen above the campsite from time to time, Yu Huo's clone and Master Spirit-slaughter would even suspect that nothing could be found outside the campsite.
Nevertheless, the sword power that came from time to time told them that they were indeed trapped in this hundred-miles-squared central campsite.
A brave young Yu Clan noble put on a golden armor that was wrapped in a dazzling divine light. He also used a secret treasure to grow a pair of black wings on his back. He kneeled on one knee and silently prayed to the Red Sun, the source of his family's faith, then transformed into a dark beam of light and flashed out of the campsite.
In the next moment, the Yu Clan young man suddenly fell straight down from the sky of the campsite while howling shrilly. His body was full of sword marks, and blood kept spurting out from his broken body. The golden armor on his body kept spurting out dazzling lightning, and countless pieces of armor fell off his body.
The Yu Clan young man thudded heavily against the ground. Along with a clear bone cracking noise, this brave Yu Clan young man's neck was broken in front of everyone. Before those Yu Clan people in the surroundings could save him, he had exhausted his life-force and died right on the spot.
The broad campsite fell into a deathly silence. Suddenly, along with ear-piercing cries, tens of bad-tempered Jia Clan commanders grabbed a group of crying and struggling maids and threw them out of the campsite.
These Jia Clan commanders threw these maids out from the east gate of the campsite, but in the next moment, the cries of these maids came from the south gate.
All Yu Clan nobles turned around and looked at the south gate of the campsite as if they had seen a ghost. Tens of maids were lying on the ground in fear, tremblingly huddling up and crying. Same as that Yu Clan young man, they were forcibly sent back into the campsite by some magical power once they rushed out of the campsite. However, these maids, who were born human beings, didn't suffer any harm.
Unwilling to give up, the local nobles kept trying. Whether they used spells or magic treasures, they even threw out a floating mountain that hovered above the camp as a sentry tower. As long as an inanimate object was thrown into the invisible formation outside the camp, it would disappear without a trace.
As long as a living being dared to walk out of the campsite, any Yu Clan, Jia Clan or Xiu Clan people would be thrown back into the campsite, covered in wounds.
Those who had powerful treasures to protect themselves were barely able to survive, but those who had the guts to try were directly killed by the Sword Qi in the formation, leaving behind only a corpse that still had some residual warmth.
"It's that kid, Ji Hao!" Master Spirit-slaughter sneered at Yu Huo's clone, who stood beside him, and said, "The great formation outside the campsite is a sword formation... Look at the wounds of those who were killed or injured. Look at the sharp sword intent in those wounds. Only Yu Yu's disciples have such a powerful sword spell."
With a dark face, Yu Huo's clone pondered and said, "What does he want to do by trapping us in here? Hmm... Attack the reinforcements? Does he have the confidence to fend off a full-force attack from the entire Pan Yu world? "
Master Spirit-slaughter narrowed his eyes. His eyes sparkled, but no one knew what he was thinking.
A long, long while later, Master Spirit-slaughter said with a deep voice, "Anyhow, it's a good thing for us, isn't it? If Pan Yu world sends reinforcements, the more people die, the more benefits we'll gain, right? "
Yu Huo's clone chuckled with a hissing voice and said, "Master Spirit-slaughter, you're right. No matter what plan they have, as long as the war goes on, as long as enough people die, we will be the ones to gain... So, to stimulate those large families from Pan Yu world, let's help Ji Hao and kill everyone in this campsite!"
Master Spirit-slaughter greedily licked his lips and said hurriedly, "So, we'll split it according to the ratio we agreed on... I'll take forty percent of the souls, but all the emotions and desires they have before they die will be mine."
Suddenly, a loud laugh could be heard from a distance away. A noble Jia Clan commander raised a three-feet-long, olive-shaped, black shuttle and said, "Is there no other way? Then, dear lords, please take a look. This is the secret 'crystal wall shuttle' of our Lang Lan Family! This is a divine treasure that can even penetrate the crystal walls of great Dao of some worlds with special natural laws! "
With a weird dim beam of light flashing across his eyes, this Jia Clan commander wielded the crystal wall shuttle held in his hand and growled, "Only a hundred people, dear lords, only a hundred people. Excluding myself, this crystal wall shuttle can take ninety-nine people!"
Gasping excitedly, the Jia Clan commander laughed and continued, "The formation that traps us is very mysterious, very... dangerous! So, everyone must want to leave as soon as possible, but only ninety-nine lucky ones can leave with me. "
Beams of cold light flashed on the crystal wall shuttle. A sharp power that could numb people's scalps kept spurting out from both ends of the shuttle.
Yu Huo's clone and Master Spirit-slaughter glanced at each other. A fierce seven-colored light flashed across Master Spirit-slaughter's eyes as he abruptly sneered and said, "Ninety-nine? But tens of thousands of noble lords are here! So, let's fight. The last one will have a chance to leave! "
A dim dark light also flashed across the eyes of Yu Huo's clone. He and Master Spirit-slaughter combined their powers and instantly covered the entire campsite with a tsunami-like evil soul power. The expressions of nearly half of the panicked Pan Yu world nobles suddenly changed. Without saying a word, they pulled out their weapons and hacked at the people around them.
This Jia Clan commander from Lang Lan Mountain suffered the most. Tens of Jia Clan warriors, who were much stronger than him, leaped up and growled deeply. Tens of heavy weapons struck on his body almost simultaneously.
The Jia Clan commander was directly blown up. Blood mixed with his broken body parts spurted out for over ten miles away. Seven to eight gigantic hands grabbed the crystal wall shuttle simultaneously. The owners of these gigantic hands glanced at each other, then streams of cold light beams condensed from weapons rose from the ground, drowning everyone in a blood-red hurricane.
"Kill, fight, cry, shout … and then die!" Yu Huo's clone smiled slowly and said, "Since they've already asked for help from Pan Yu world, this is all they can do!"
Excitedly taking out a black crystal, Yu Huo's clone laughed and said, "Such a precious video, we have to keep it as evidence... Perfect! Hundreds of new enemies will emerge among Pan Yu world families."
Standing in the storm of blood, Yu Huo's clone and Master Spirit-slaughter laughed out loud. Outside the sword formation, Yu Meng and the other colony world nobles were dumbfounded.
Without making any sound, Human Eighteen silently showed up behind Yu Meng and greeted him mildly, "Lord Yu Meng!"
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