Chapter 1079
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Duan Ye didn't resist at all and was sucked forward as if he was being controlled. When he saw that the man's claw-like hand was about to grab his throat, his eyes flashed and he let out a low shout in the next moment.
"Flywheel Chop!"
The eight-star flywheel magic tool appeared in his hand with a whoosh. Following his command, the eight-star flywheel flew out from his hand and chopped towards the Golden Core cultivator in front of him.
The Golden Core cultivator didn't expect that he would be able to counterattack in such a situation. When he saw the flying wheel that was as sharp as a blade flying towards him, his expression changed and he quickly withdrew his hand and retreated.
However, the eight-star flywheel was a magic tool. Following Duan Ye's will, it chased after him and chopped out a sharp blade Qi at lightning speed.
"Hiss!"
As the Golden Core cultivator retreated, his robes were torn apart by the burst of Qi and hung on his body like an open crotch. Just as he was retreating in a sorry state, the flywheel chopped out another Qi and cut a deep wound on his body.
"Ah!"
At the same time, the Golden Core cultivator was forced to take out his sword to block. However, how could his sword compare to Duan Ye's magic tool?
With a clang and a crack, the Golden Core cultivator's sword collided with the eight-star flywheel. When the two weapons collided, the sword broke and the eight-star flywheel directly cut into the Golden Core cultivator's forehead. It was so fast that the Golden Core cultivator behind him didn't have time to save him.
"Hiss! How, how is this possible! "
The Gold Core cultivator sucked in a cold breath in horror. He watched as the Gold Core loose cultivator was killed by Duan Ye. He watched as the Eight Star Flywheel cut into the Gold Core loose cultivator's forehead. The flywheel was stuck in his flesh, and only a trace of blood dripped out from the bottom of the flywheel.
As for the Golden Core loose cultivator, perhaps he didn't expect to die at the hands of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Even in death, his eyes were wide open and filled with fear and unwillingness …
"Return!"
Duan Ye shouted and the flywheel stuck in the Golden Core cultivator's forehead returned to his hand with a whoosh. The Golden Core loose cultivator also fell down and stopped breathing.
On the tree, Fengjiu revealed a satisfied expression and secretly nodded when she saw this scene. Although Duan Ye had a baby face, his strength could be said to be the strongest among the four of them. His attacks were decisive and swift, clean and unexpected. She wasn't surprised that he could kill the Golden Core cultivator.
Her gaze lingered on him for a moment and then shifted to the people in front of them. She saw that it was a chaotic battle and the loose cultivators in the smoke were falling one by one.
Song Ming and the others were not much better off. They were all covered in wounds of various sizes. Even Ning Lang's arm had been slashed several times by sword Qi in the chaotic battle. Blood seeped out, causing him to curse furiously. He was so angry that he directly charged forward and knocked one of the independent cultivators away.
"I'll fight it out with you!"
With a furious roar, his strength was stimulated. When he knocked the first loose cultivator into one or two others, he fiercely clenched his hands into fists and clenched his teeth as he swung his fists with all his might.
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