No one paid attention to Mo Lei 'er. Just as Xiao Wufeng shouted, the figure behind Dong Wushang suddenly faded and disappeared.
Shadow Phantom Track!
The Black Devil's unparalleled stealth and assassination skill.
Dong Wu Shang let out a wild roar, and unsheathed his Black Saber. The huge saber blade was brimming with majesty and power. His majestic body stood there like a lofty mountain range, and couldn't be shaken!
Mo Qingwu stood quietly at one side. She held the Dreaming of a Gentle Dance Saber in her hand, but it had yet to be unsheathed. Her expression was calm with tiredness.
The crowd surged forward.
This time, the Xiao Clan came purely for Dong Wushang and the others. A total of second-grade peak-level experts, four third-grade Supreme Martial Artists, two fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artists, one fifth-grade Supreme Martial Artist, led by a second-grade Supreme Martial Artist!
A total of 14 people! 14 Supreme Martial Artist experts in the world!
With such strength, facing Dong Wushang and two second-grade peak-level Supreme Martial Artists, no matter who it was, they would definitely think that they would win!
And in fact, it was indeed so.
Rui Butong shouted and took the lead to attack. His body fluttered and turned into a stream of light, speeding out!
The short sword in his hand slashed out fiercely!
His speed had obviously increased again. In an instant, he flashed in front of five second-grade Supreme Martial Artists and three third-grade Supreme Martial Artists. The short sword in his hand stabbed at each of them!
He challenged eight Supreme Martial Artists at the same time like crazy!
The eight Supreme Martial Artists paused at the same time.
It was not that they were afraid of Rui Butong, but they were afraid of the sword in his hand. Wasn't a divine weapon terrifying?
Everyone knew that Xiao Changhe, who was accidentally killed by Rui Butong, had a sword that was not inferior to their own! It was also a sword that was as precious as one's life.
But under the opponent's short sword, it was not even as strong as a piece of tofu … Now that they saw Rui Butong slashing at them, who would be fooled?
However, just as they retreated, Rui Butong let out a long laugh in the next moment. Suddenly, with an inhuman speed, he transformed into thousands of clones and attacked the eight people at the same time!
This time. The eight Supreme Martial Artists were so angry that their noses were crooked!
He was only a second-grade peak-level Supreme Martial Artist, but he was facing five second-grade peak-level Supreme Martial Artists and three third-grade Supreme Martial Artists at the same time. He was even … fighting one against eight without any scruples!
He was simply too arrogant!
Even if your sword is the Calamity Sword … you can't be so arrogant!
The eight of them were enraged and attacked at the same time!
On the sidelines, Xiao Wufeng and another fifth-grade Supreme Martial Artist were on standby!
The two fourth-grade Supreme Martial Artists stepped halfway into the arena, ready to deal with any attack from Mo Lei 'er who had suddenly disappeared. Mo Lei Er suddenly disappeared. Everyone was aware of it. However, he did not take it to heart either.
She was just a First Grade Supreme Martial Artist.
The one who was under the most pressure was the third-grade Supreme Martial Artist who was left alone! Because Dong Wushang had already found him.
Mo Lei 'er's sudden disappearance caused Rui Butong to suddenly go crazy. It was to restrain the majority of the forces.
And from the very beginning, the two of them already had a plan: Since Xiao Wufeng, the second-grade Supreme Martial Artist, didn't make a move at the first moment, and the fifth-grade Supreme Martial Artist's position … He and Xiao Wufeng looked at each other, which proved that these two old guys respected their status and disdained to bully the weak.
He only planned to observe the situation and did not plan to personally make a move.
As it turned out, the two of them were right!
Even if there was only one third-grade Supreme Martial Artist left, Xiao Wufeng was not worried at all: No matter how fierce this second-grade Supreme Martial Artist Dong Wushang was, he couldn't be more powerful than a third-grade Supreme Martial Artist, right?
But Xiao Wufeng did not know that he had made a fatal mistake: This second-grade Supreme Martial Artist Dong Wushang. Was not an ordinary Supreme Martial Artist! But … Saber Master!
The Saber Master who had rarely appeared in the history of the Heavens!
In the face of a strong enemy, in the face of a fifth-grade Supreme Martial Artist who was completely above him, Dong Wushang's demeanor was as calm as Mount Tai, as if his side was sure to win!
Dong Wushang strode out, looking down at this third-grade Supreme Martial Artist, and said lightly, "Supreme Martial Artist of the Xiao Clan. Do you dare to take a blow from me? "
This third-grade Supreme Martial Artist's eyes showed disdain and amusement. His sword flashed, and he looked down on him, not saying anything.
Meaning: Come if you have the guts!
Dong Wushang swung his arm. Boom! The scabbard of the Black Saber came out of the saber and shot out like a thunderbolt!
And his body. Suddenly, it straightened abruptly. At this moment, it was as majestic as an indomitable spirit, and he shouted, "Slash!"
The big saber slashed out with a whoosh!
Halfway out, he suddenly became one with the saber, and his whole person turned into a long rainbow, crossing a distance of fifty feet. Holding the saber with one hand, he slashed down like a thunderbolt!
The power of this saber tore the whole space apart, and there was an involuntary feeling of "tragedy"!
With a clang, that third-grade Supreme Martial Artist pushed away the scabbard of Dong Wushang's Black Saber with his sword. He only felt a shock in his wrist and a heat in his palm. While he was still in shock, Dong Wushang's saber had already come over with the force of a thunderbolt!
This saber was made with all his strength, with all his essence, energy and spirit!
This third-grade Supreme Martial Artist could clearly feel the opponent's overwhelming willpower. If he dodged, the opponent's attack would definitely be like raging waves, and he would be at an absolute disadvantage in the first instant! And then the battle would last for a very long time!
As a third-grade Supreme Martial Artist, if he was forced by this guy who was lower than him, where would he put his face?
Besides, Dong Wushang's saber had completely locked on him, and his aura, spirit and mind were all locked on him. Even if he dodged, he would have to pay the price!
This third-grade Supreme Martial Artist roared, and his long sword was tilted, and he neutralized and blocked at the same time. Fifty percent of the force was diverted, and fifty percent of the force was repelled.
"Xiao Changyun was careless …" Xiao Wufeng sighed slightly. "This saber should have been blocked with all his strength!"
However, he was not worried. Xiao Zhangyun was a whole cultivation level higher than Dong Wushang. Even if he was careless, nothing would happen. The difference in strength allowed Xiao Zhangyun to have enough power to turn any situation around for Xia Xiuwei!
Maybe the weak could win against the strong, but it would never happen in a fair head-on battle!
But he didn't know that Dong Wushang was a Saber Master who could challenge someone two levels above him!
And he didn't know that this Saber Master's hand saber was not only a peerless weapon, but also a full 570 kilograms!
Dong Wushang's majestic body suddenly fell, and the more than 250 kilograms Black Saber smashed hard on Xiao Changyun's long sword!
He didn't hold back at all!
Pa!
Xiao Changyun's eyes were filled with horror. The long sword made a brittle sound, and suddenly broke into two pieces. Then the two pieces shattered in the air at the same time, turning into debris all over the sky.
And Dong Wushang let out a long roar, and the heavy Black Saber smashed the other party's long sword. It went straight in, piercing through the chest of this third-grade Supreme Martial Artist who was dodging in a panic. His sternum was shattered, and he went straight into his chest cavity.
The fierce saber energy stirred the internal organs of this third-grade Supreme Martial Artist into a pulp, and blood splattered. Dong Wushang didn't even look at it, and leaped straight away. It was like an unstoppable hurricane. He rushed out fiercely.
The body of this third-grade Supreme Martial Artist was neatly split into two halves, and Dong Wushang rushed out from the two halves of the body, into Rui Butong's battle circle in one go!
Perhaps this third-grade Supreme Martial Artist Xiao Changhe wouldn't understand until he died. From the moment Dong Wushang attacked, his target was Rui Butong's battlefield. As for himself … Dong Wushang didn't think that he had the ability to stop him at all!
He was just a passer-by! Completely ignored!
One saber strike. Rushing into the place where the enemies were the most concentrated!
This kind of dominance, especially when it was a second-grade Supreme Martial Artist facing a third-grade Supreme Martial Artist … was simply rare since ancient times!
Even if Xiao Changyun was at his peak state, fighting steadily and steadily, when faced with a second-grade Supreme Saber and a fierce and domineering martial maniac like Dong Wushang, he could take him down in seven or eight moves. And when he was careless, what was even more fatal was that he actually met Dong Wushang head-on, which was several times stronger. Although he died a little too quickly, it wasn't an injustice at all!
Dong Wushang let out an earth-shattering roar, falling from the sky like a mountain. Like a meteor with a bloody glow, he rushed into the battle circle violently!
At this moment, Rui Butong was already in imminent danger!
Eight Supreme Martial Artists were pinned down by him alone. The pressure at this moment was simply unbearable. Although the other party had dodged his short sword, Although the dagger had dodged, there were eight long swords stabbing at different places at every moment.
It was just that in the time it took Dong Wushang to clash with the enemy, Rui Butong had already been hit three to five times consecutively, and his body was also hit by three to four palms.
At the moment when Dong Wushang arrived, Rui Butong suddenly went crazy, as if he had found an opportunity. Counterattack with full force!
But …
Ten palms with all his might collided head-on with the opponent at the same time! With Rui Butong's current cultivation, it was like hitting a rock with an egg!
There was a rumble. With a snap, Rui Bu Tong's short sword was broken. Dozens of palm energies pressed together, and the sound of cracking rang out. His bones were completely crushed, and he became a pile of meat paste. He didn't even make a sound before he fell to the ground.
But his last desperate counterattack caused this Supreme Martial Artist's figure to stagnate for a moment …
It was this moment of stagnation … that determined life and death!
Rui Butong used his own life to create a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Dong Wushang to kill the enemy!
Dong Wushang descended from the sky. His dark saber suddenly shook violently, and a dazzling saber light shot out brilliantly. With the inviolable aura of a king, it rushed into the battle circle like a hot knife through butter!
The saber of Saber Master, at this moment, showed its true power!
Clang!
One of the Xiao Clan Supreme Martial Artists who used sabers suddenly shook violently with his saber hand, and let out a cheering sound of submission.
"Saber Master! Damn it … "
Before the Supreme Martial Artists could immerse themselves in the joy of killing the enemy, they were suddenly shocked by the enemy. They wanted to dodge at the same time … but Dong Wushang had already rushed in with death!
With a boom, the body of a second-grade Supreme Martial Artist was smashed into pieces. Another was slashed horizontally by the dark saber, and his body was split into two halves. Before the halves could be separated, Dong Wushang's dark saber had already sliced another third-grade Supreme Martial Artist from the top of his head to his crotch!
With a clang, a second-grade Supreme Martial Artist and a third-grade Supreme Martial Artist spat out blood and staggered back from Dong Wushang's saber.
A ghostly figure flashed. Mo Lei 'er, who had disappeared for a long time, appeared silently.
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