"There's no need to say anymore"
Shen Zhenyi suddenly waved his hand.
Wang Pixian was surprised, he hadn't even introduced half of the 12 clowns of the Heavenly King Assembly, so why does the Third Young Master Shen not want to hear more? Could it be that after hearing the other party's strength, he didn't dare to be careless and didn't want his disciple to die, so he changed his mind?
"If gongzi is worried, why don't you talk to the Great Heavenly King again …"
It's better if you do it yourself!
Wang Pixian really wanted to say that.
"There's no need"
Shen Zhenyi spoke casually.
"I just don't need to know the names of the dead"
Hah?
Wang Pixian was dumbfounded.
You mean, the 12 clowns will die in the hands of your disciple?
— — -how is that possible?
Wang Pixian suddenly realized that he couldn't communicate with this young man at all. This person's way of thinking is completely different from normal people, does he really think that he's invincible?
… Maybe it's because he's able to suppress an entire city by himself, giving him too much confidence.
At this point, there's nothing he can do, Wang Pixian could only sigh and wait for the result.
The three female disciples faced the 12 clowns with the same attitude as their Shifu, completely at ease.
Cynanchum Chinense spoke to Princess Long in a low voice: "I remember that the Song Huai duo seems to be quite capable, have you practiced your [Gentleman's Technique] to perfection? Don't embarrass your Shifu "
Princess Long smiled: "Don't worry"
Zi Ningjun stood with his sword in hand, slowly looking forward, he didn't care about the 12 clowns' appearance at all.
The Song Huai duo frowned, whispering to Jing Mo Chou: "These three women's swordsmanship isn't bad, but they're still a bit inferior to us, to prevent any accidents from happening, please kill them all at once"
The 12 clowns used their numbers to bully the weak, to be honest, they didn't think that it was anything glorious.
But since this was Great Heavenly King Luo's order, they naturally had to carry it out to the letter.
Jing Mo Chou coldly laughed: "Of course, they overestimated themselves, you can't blame us for that"
His eyes were cold and insanity.
To Jing Mo Chou, there were only two kinds of people, those who could be killed, and those who couldn't.
As long as he could kill them, he didn't care how he killed them.
"This battle will be between the Nine Families and Twelve Sects and the Heavenly King Association. Whoever wins between the Abandoned Sword Villa and the Heavenly King Association will decide the seat of the Elder Council. Then, the Council of Elders will choose the alliance leader. "
The Great Heavenly King Luo was confident of his victory, so he didn't want to waste any more time.
After all, if one of the twelve clowns won, the Heavenly Kings Society would have the final say. There was no need to worry about anything else.
— — In this world, as long as you were strong enough, you could do whatever you wanted.
— — Great Heavenly King Luo had always thought so.
"It's starting!"
The Taoist looked worriedly at the ring in the distance. Although he had decided not to participate in the alliance and had nothing to do with the Liufen Mountain anymore, he was still worried about Cynanchum Chinense and the other two.
"What's there to see? The only difference is how long they can last …"
Wang Pixian and the other Sect Leaders were mostly dispirited.
Only Bai Libi from the Elysium was still staring at the arena, hoping for a miracle.
He had heard from Zou Yuelong that the members of the Abandoned Sword Villa had always performed inconceivably, but under such circumstances, what chance did they have?
"Roar — —"
The twelve clowns did not hold back at all. They were too lazy to say anything. They knew that there was no glory in this battle, and it would be a shame if they could not end it quickly. When everyone had arrived, Jing Mochou roared. Without even greeting them, he immediately attacked Cynanchum Chinense and the other two.
"Star Splitting Divine Art!"
Everyone exclaimed.
This was Jing Mochou's signature martial art. When he pushed and pulled his palms, he could create a powerful wind. Within the range of this wind, even stars could be shattered, let alone others.
He used his ultimate move right off the bat. It seemed that the twelve clowns did not intend to show mercy.
The other clowns also used their full strength. For a moment, the ring was like a meteor shower, turning into a riot of colors.
The Taoist shouted and did not dare to look anymore.
— — Even if he was the opponent, he would not be able to last more than a few waves of attacks. In the end, he would definitely be crushed to pieces.
However, Cynanchum Chinense and the other two did not move.
The three of them faced the fierce attacks and stood in a strange triangular position. Each of them held a sword and faced one direction. They still had smiles on their faces, and not even a strand of their hair was messed up.
"This is …"
The Taoist stared blankly as the three of them turned transparent like glass. He could not help but be shocked.
"… Sword of Indifference?"
He had indeed passed down the secret of the Sword of Indifference that he had comprehended to the people of Abandoned Sword Villa. Shen Zhenyi's pointers even helped him achieve a breakthrough. However, in just a few days, these girls could actually cultivate the Sword of Indifference to such a level?
Many forbidden moves flashed around the three of them, but not a single move could really hurt them!
No … this is not the Sword of Indifference!
The Taoist seemed to have understood something.
The Sword of Indifference could be said to have an almost invincible defense, but it did not have this calmness.
"What … is this martial art?"
Among the spectators, only Taoist Priest Gui Haired had the deepest feelings.
This martial art was clearly thousands of times more profound than what he had comprehended, but it had the same effect as the Sword of Indifference!
He could even feel that this martial art was clearly from the same source as the Six Graves Mountain's martial arts!
"Could it be … this is …"
The Taoist raised his head in disbelief. He looked back at Shen Zhenyi, then hurriedly turned his head to look at the three ethereal girls.
At this moment, Cynanchum Chinense and the other two girls began their counterattack.
Although it was a counterattack, they were still graceful and calm.
Like a swimming dragon, graceful as a startled swan.
Their swords were like rainbows!
Whoosh!
Cynanchum Chinense's first sword was not fast. It even looked like she was dancing. Like a spring breeze brushing past a person's throat, blood splattered like falling peach blossoms.
One sword killed one person!
Everyone was shocked!
"How is this possible?"
Even the Great Heavenly King Luo could not sit still. He stood up, his eyes fierce like an owl.
"What?"
Strategist Heize said casually, "Heavenly King Luo can't sit still anymore?"
He could not help but feel his eyelids twitch when he saw Cynanchum Chinense's sword. However, it was the Twelve Clowns who were from the Heavenly King Association. What was there to be worried about?
Hence, he was much calmer than the Great Heavenly King Luo.
The Great Heavenly King Luo suppressed his anger and sat down slowly. He tried to remain calm and said, "It's just that the Abandoned Sword Villa's swordsmanship is new and interesting. Hence, I wanted to see it for myself."
This was too new and interesting!
Just as he said this, Zi Ningjun and Princess Long each killed two people with their swords.
In just an instant, three of the Twelve Clowns were dead!
However, the three girls were calm and did not have any intention to kill! Their every move was very polite and graceful. They were like flowers in the spring breeze.
"Gentleman's style!"
Daoist Ghost Hair suddenly exclaimed!
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