Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong looked at their boss in disbelief!
"Boss!"
"Leader!"
"What did you do?" Yue Chong shouted.
Pan Zhong stared at it for a long time before he finally understood. He scolded, "Shut up! Fan Xiuwen has been afflicted with the Infatuation Sorcery Spell. Pavilion Master, please help him dispel the Sorcery Spell. Don't be ungrateful! "
"Infatuation Sorcery?" Yue Chong was shocked.
"Look carefully!"
Pan Zhong had studied witchcraft for a period of time. Those who did not understand witchcraft would not be able to see anything special about it. Naturally, he was embarrassed as well. The Clarity Sect's sealing technique was shattered by Lu Zhou with a single palm strike. This was beyond his expectations.
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Fan Xiuwen's mind went blank for a moment before returning to normal.
He was instantly enraged!
"Those who offend me, Leng Luo, shall die!"
Fan Xiuwen's first move was Dao Invisibility!
With the support of his Eight-leaf Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar, the sky was filled with Fan Xiuwen's shadows.
The former number one on the Black List was back!
Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong were shocked.
Wu Xian's witchcraft reached them!
The other Nine Shamans were also shocked by the sudden appearance of an Eight-leaf cultivator.
Bang, bang, bang!
The shadows that filled the sky shuttled back and forth around Wu Xian, attacking him.
His energy was like a hail of bullets!
"I'm afraid this is Leng Luo's true strength." Pan Zhong was shocked.
"He's an Eight-leaf cultivator after all …"
"He's been in hiding for centuries. Who is Mo Li? How did he manage to control the Eight-leaf Fan Xiuwen?"
Fan Xiuwen's attacks were overwhelming.
Even the leader of the Ten Shamans, Wu Xian, had no choice but to suffer!
"Lord Wu Xian!"
"Your target is me —"
Duanmu Sheng brandished his Overlord Spear and attacked the others.
"Me too!"
Mingshi Yin walked in the air. The Separation Hook and Scabbard followed him like a shadow.
All of them had heaven-grade weapons. They could hold off the nine shamans who were only Three-leaf or Three-leaf at the moment.
The problem was … there were nine of them!
Even if they were witchcraft cultivators, it would take them a long time to cast their spells. Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin were only two people at the end of the day. How were they supposed to deal with the nine witchcraft cultivators or the Ten Shamans?
"Leader!" Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong's eyes were like fire!
They had gone through thick and thin with Fan Xiuwen, so they knew him very well and trusted him wholeheartedly.
How could they stand idly by when they saw a cultivator who had regained his cultivation fighting against a powerful enemy?
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and said, "Did you see it clearly?"
Pan Zhong explained, "Leng Luo is being controlled, and the four of you are just pawns. Now, the person controlling you is right in front of you! "
"Ten Shamans …" Just like Fan Xiuwen, Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong had seen everything clearly from the flying chariot.
How could they not be angry?
Pan Zhong walked over, raised his palm, and quickly swept it over the two of them.
Bang!
The cultivation shackles were released!
Vital Qi gushed into his body like a spring.
The long-lost power had returned to his body.
Lu Zhou looked at them calmly.
Faced with the powerful Evil Sky Pavilion's Master, they did not dare to harbor any ill intentions. The Nine Cuts Hand Seals had instantly killed the peak Seven-leaf expert, Ren Buping. Even now, they could not calm down.
The Evil Sky Pavilion was not at fault for this.
If you want to blame someone, blame the person behind the scenes!
Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong looked at each other and leaped into the air!
"There's still us!"
The addition of the two instantly increased the pressure on the Nine Warlocks.
Mingshi Yin and Duanmu Sheng could take on two of them at once.
Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong could take on one of them each.
With that, there were only three of them left.
Lu Zhou quickly looked at Wu Ji, Wu Peng, and Wu Zhen.
These three were the most powerful of the remaining nine.
Wu Xian rose the highest and hovered above the cloud-splitting chariot. He was locked in battle with Fan Xiuwen.
"Even so, the Ten Shamans are undefeatable!" Wu Xian's voice rang in the air.
Lu Zhou's voice rang in the air.
"You've neglected me."
He did not waste his breath.
Three Thunderblast Cards appeared in his right hand. He flicked his sleeve.
Their targets were Wu Ji, Wu Peng, and Wu Zhen!
Three powerful bolts of Thunderblast Lightning shot out from the left, middle, and right!
The others were shocked!
Lu Zhou tossed the three cards out. He stood with his hands on his back and watched the battle calmly.
The lightning bolts mixed with energy rumbled like Heavenly Thunder.
Wu Ji and the other two raised their shields to defend themselves.
There was no way they could dodge it. The Thunderblast was several meters in diameter.
It had exceeded everyone's understanding.
How could this be called astral lightning? This was heavenly lightning, right?
When Shaman Ji raised his shield, despair flashed across his eyes. At the same time, a thought flashed across his mind … Could it be that the Ten Shamans were wrong? Otherwise, why would he be struck by lightning?
Boom!
Boom!
Three huge thunderbolts struck the three of them.
The three of them were sent flying!
Puff! Shaman Ji spat out a mouthful of blood! Suddenly, a purple circle emerged from his body and dissipated into the air!
Lu Zhou's heart stirred slightly. At the same time, he heard the system notification.
"Ding! Killed a target. Reward: 100 merit points."
A one percent sure-kill attack! It couldn't be helped. You were unlucky!
Lu Zhou shook his head. 'Fortunately, I did not recklessly use my Deadly Strike Card.'
Otherwise, he might even lose his pants!
After killing a dead person, only the merit points of the living person would be counted …
Of the remaining two Thunderblast Cards, one was injured … and the other was heavily injured!
His luck was really good during this period of time.
He did not know if it was the opening of the box, Whitzard's appearance, or the one percent sure-kill strike that surprised him.
Lu Zhou was still lost in his thoughts.
Wu Xian's voice rang out.
"There's not much time left. Let's do it together!" Wu Xian was a little surprised by Fan Xiuwen's torment. The rage in his heart made him not want to continue.
When Wu Xian made this decision, his expression was ferocious. There seemed to be a voice in his mind resisting him. Lord Wu Xian … don't blow yourself up!
Wu Xian blocked Fan Xiuwen's endless attacks as he said, "You've completely disgraced the Ten Shamans' predecessors! I hope this will serve as a warning to the future generations of the Sorcerer Tribe! "
"We pledge our lives to follow Lord Wu Xian!"
The eight Shamans spoke at the same time!
Lu Zhou ordered decisively, "Fly!"
"Yes, master!" Little Yuan 'er and Zhao Yue immediately circulated their Primal Qi and activated the cloud-splitting chariot.
The cloud-splitting chariot could easily leave while Wu Xian was occupied by Fan Xiuwen and the Grand Formation was not as effective.
The cloud-splitting chariot lit up.
Hum –
He flew out of the formation.
"Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother!"
Mingshi Yin retracted his Separation Hook and said with a smile, "I can't defeat the two of you … As expected of the Ten Shamans!"
His figure flickered as he flew backward! Grand technique!
Duanmu Sheng did the same. He retracted his Overlord Spear. "A man knows when to yield and when to stand tall! We'll fight again next time! "
Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong were stunned.
Fan Xiuwen's avatar burst forth as he shouted, "Mo Li! Even if I, Leng Luo, die, I won't let you off easy! "
"Chief!"
"Yue Chong, Duan Yanhong! If you're afraid of death! Run! I, Leng Luo, will deal with the rest! "
Leng Luo was too close to Wu Xian. His avatar was already entangled by Wu Xian's tentacles.
The two of them were evenly matched. It would be a matter of who would last until the end!
Wu Xian had a time limit, after all. If he forced it, he would not be able to outlast Fan Xiuwen.
In that case, self-destructing witchcraft was the best option!
He could unleash his full strength in a short time and take his opponent down with him!
After all, they were already dead to begin with!
They were not afraid of death!
The red-robed cultivators fled at the sight of the wind.
Even Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivators had grand techniques.
They were too slow!
"I don't ask to be born on the same day, but I ask to die on the same day!" Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong did not leave. Instead, they flew toward Wuxian.
The three avatars stood in a row.
Just as the cloud-splitting chariot was about to leave the Grand Formation …
The entire area exploded.
With Wu Xian at the center, the eight shamans' powers surged out!
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