Outside the Lingyuan Continent stronghold.
Li Qingyang, who was surrounded by lightning, was fighting against dozens of Yellow Battlefield Wraiths.
Although he was surrounded, he had his personal Divine Weapon in hand. Not only was he not in any danger, but he could also counterattack at the appropriate time.
Ye Xingchen, Xiao Ziji, and the others were the same.
However, there were as many as 5,000 battlefield ghosts here to punish the Lingyuan Continent. In contrast, the Sect of All Times only had 40 to 50. On average, each of them could fight almost 100 ghosts!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
High up in the sky, Jun Changxiao was controlling the Mechanical Armed Wings to fight a Heaven Battlefield ghost. From time to time, his spiritual senses would spread below. He frowned slightly and said, "Aren't there too many battlefield ghosts here to punish the Lingyuan Continent?"
As the Falling Star Continent, which had been punished N times, the number of battlefield ghosts attacking them was at most a few hundred. It was completely incomparable to the thousands here.
"Still …"
Jun Changxiao thought to himself, "My performance wasn't suicidal enough, so I didn't really attract the attention of the upper realm?"
"…" The System was silent.
For the sake of an egg, he killed tens of thousands of existential planes' warriors and then crazily stole opportunities, so much so that all the Earth-level treasures were stolen.
Choosing any one of these two things was extremely suicidal!
The System said, "Actually, I've been wondering why the punishment from the upper realm is so light when the host is so suicidal and reckless on the battlefield."
"Is there something fishy about this?" Jun Changxiao asked.
The System said, "The host planned to pretend to be dead in the Slaughterhouse. If there's a punishment, it should be the Falling Star Continent. Why would it punish the Lingyuan Continent first?"
Boom!
Jun Changxiao punched the light of the scythe flying toward him and said, "Maybe the upper realm is blind."
"Okay!"
"It's blind then."
The System said, "But punishing the Lingyuan Continent sent so many battlefield ghosts is like hell mode. Why are there only a few hundred people punishing the Lingyuan Continent? It's easier than the easy mode."
"This …"
Jun Changxiao spread his hands and said, "When some things can't be explained scientifically, it can only be attributed to … I'm too cool."
"Please, I'm talking business!"
"Please, I'm talking business!"
"…"
Whoosh! Shua! Whoosh! "
The Heaven Battlefield Wraith that had been sent flying charged forward again. The scythe in its hand slashed out a stream of light that tore through space.
Jun Changxiao immediately withdrew his thoughts and said with a cold look, "I must get rid of this guy as soon as possible so that my disciple won't be in danger."
From the looks of it, the Sect of All Times wasn't at a disadvantage yet, but it was only a matter of time before they were suppressed by the thousands of Battlefield Wraiths. Therefore, what he needed to do was to deal with the Heaven Wraiths, and then help his disciples shoulder more of the Earth Wraiths.
Don't say it.
Old Ding, Old Jiang, and the others couldn't take it anymore.
After all, there were four to five hundred Earth and Xuan ranked ghosts on the battlefield. If it weren't for their equipment, they would have long since died!
Boom!
Boom!
Gongsun Haohai, who was in the middle of a fierce battle, was caught off guard and was blasted down by dozens of Xuan Battlefield Specters.
"Damn it!"
Jun Changxiao put on the True Yang Mask, then held the True Yang Sword in his left hand and the Dragon Tooth Blade in his right.
"Huhuhu —"
With the support of his equipment set and weapon, a powerful shockwave erupted!
Swish!
Jun Changxiao flew out, the True Yang Sword and Dragon Tooth Blade tearing through space, instantly meeting the incoming stream of light!
"Break! Break! Break! "
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two types of power exploded in the air, instantly stirring up clouds of dust and power.
Swish — —
Jun Changxiao darted out, then instantly closed the distance, raised his sword, and slashed at the Heaven Wraiths, roaring, "Die!"
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The light of the sword and saber instantly lit up the sky, and slashed at the thick armor in a cross.
Bzzt bzzt bzzt!
Swish — — —
The light of the sword and saber splashed out.
Jun Changxiao's body flashed, and he appeared several feet behind the Battlefield Wraiths, the sword and saber in his hand hanging down naturally.
He lowered his head slightly, and a few strands of black hair danced in the wind.
This wasn't a man-made wind, but a natural wind brought about by the Spiritual Ability Riot.
The martial artists watching the battle of the Sect of All Times disciples heard the commotion and looked up.
What's going on?
Why did that guy and the Battlefield Wraiths stop moving?
Crack — — —
Suddenly, there was a cracking sound.
The Heaven Battlefield Wraiths' armor, which had their backs facing Jun Changxiao, suddenly cracked, and slanted cross-shaped saber and sword marks appeared.
Everyone's eyes widened.
Crack, crack, crack!
The armor cracked faster and faster, and finally, it completely cracked into countless tiny pieces before everyone's eyes, and then scattered on the ground.
"Dead!"
"The Heaven Battlefield Wraiths have been killed by Jun Changxiao!"
"Oh my god, that's too fast!"
While the crowd was still in shock, Jun Changxiao turned into a streak of light and flew toward Jiang Xie. With a swing of his blade, he killed dozens of Xuan Battlefield Specters that were besieging Jiang Xie.
"Die, all of you!"
Boom!
Boom!
The light of the sword and saber filled the air, and everywhere it passed, the Earth, Black, and Yellow Battlefield Wraiths were all cut into pieces!
All the cultivators sucked in a breath of cold air.
This kind of crushing massacre instantly reminded many people of the Opportunity of Chance's attack earlier, when that guy started a crazy massacre with a weapon engraved with words!
He's here!
The devil who slaughtered 20,000 people is back!
At this time, if it was a martial artist fighting him, they would definitely be scared out of their wits by Jun Changxiao.
However, the ones fighting the Sect of All Times were the Battlefield Wraiths. They were not afraid, and as long as the Upper Realm did not give the order to retreat, they would fight until they died!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
As if realizing that Jun Changxiao was very strong, the surrounding Battlefield Wraiths gave up on attacking Li Qingyang and the others, and gathered their strength to charge over with their weapons.
In an instant, thousands of Battlefield Wraiths pressed down from all directions.
Jun Changxiao stood where he was, and did not choose to dodge. Instead, he put away the Dragon Tooth Blade.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Suddenly, a strong sword aura was released from his body, spreading in all directions.
Zhou Hong felt the aura, and his eyes were filled with shock.
"What a strong sword aura!"
"This guy … Is he also a Sword Cultivator?!"
Whoosh, whoosh —
At this moment, the sword aura spread out, and the scattered armor fragments, stones, dust, and even branches and leaves on the ground were touched, as if they were shrouded by some kind of power, and then slowly floated up.
"What's going on!"
"Why are all the things on the ground floating up?"
"What does this have to do with swordsmanship?"
The cultivator was dumbfounded.
Sword Cultivators cultivated the sword, so why would the sharp sword aura interfere with grass and trees?!
Swoosh!
Jun Changxiao gently raised the True Yang Sword, and the floating fragments, stones, and other things flew over, instantly forming cloth-like rays of light in mid-air!
Zhou Hong exclaimed, "Ten Thousand Swords Return, Second Form, All Things as Swords!"
There were not many powerful sword techniques in the Sect of All Times, and there were only two that could be used to cultivate. One was the Ling Jian Divine Technique, and the other was Ten Thousand Swords Return.
Zhou Hong had always been meditating on the Ling Jian Divine Technique, and rarely meditated on Ten Thousand Swords Return, because it was already very difficult to cultivate a profound sword technique to the extreme, so why would he be in the mood to cultivate two at the same time?
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Dense sword lights flew over like locusts.
Although the martial artists were far enough away, seeing the flowing light enveloped by sword aura, they all had goosebumps.
This number, this strength!
If they attacked them, they would definitely be pierced into sieves!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The battlefield spirits did not realize how terrifying the dense sword lights were, and they still gathered all kinds of energy to attack.
Jun Changxiao said coldly, "This is the first time I've used All Things as Swords, and today, I'll use you as a sacrifice to the heavens!"
Swish swish swish!
Swish swish swish swish!
Thousands of flowing light burst out, and instantly, fine sword marks were left in the air!
Ding ding ding ding ding ding!
In an instant, countless sword lights pierced through, and the crisp sound was like a beautiful melody.
The martial artists gradually opened their mouths, because they saw with their own eyes how close to 1,000 armored battlefield spirits were pierced into sieves!
The scene was too beautiful, too spectacular!
Thud!
Thud!
One by one, the battlefield spirits fell to the ground, riddled with holes.
"..."
The martial artists' expressions were still dull.
Previously, Zhou Hong had killed hundreds with one sword, which had already shocked them. Now that Jun Changxiao had killed thousands, it must have deeply shocked their minds and souls again!
Damn it!
Too scary!
If they were to be spectators in the future, they must prepare pills to protect their hearts!
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