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"Captain Wang, don't you know that we old people have basically been taught by Duan Hongchen, but he is not as inhuman as the Three Swords Gods of Futu Mountain, but after that battle, he became human. There are no ghosts or ghosts, and even more merciless treatment of old people."

"You are strong, but we can't."

Everyone was very worried about their safety.

"There is also Luo Lin, the heavenly formation master. I thought he was just a martial god, but I didn't expect to break through. I am afraid that our formation will be broken by tomorrow afternoon at the most."

Wang Yi didn't expect that the two of the seven kills would frighten this group of warriors out of their wits, and even lost their fighting spirit.

"They're really not strong. That's fine. I'll take the lead tomorrow. You guys can deal with those leftovers. It's okay."

Before the words fell, Jue Ming was the first to quit.

"Why do you take the lead? You go in and kill them to your heart's content. I haven't had a good time yet. Why do I have to lead the battle tomorrow, so I can kill their prestige."

After Wang Yi's few words of incitement, everyone's enthusiasm was restored.

Each of them looked like a tiger descending the mountain, with high fighting spirit.

"That's it, I will refine a few more talismans overnight, so that each of you can have them."

Hearing that there were still talismans, the fire in their eyes became even more intense.

"Okay, let's wait for tomorrow's battle."

……

The night is coming quietly, and it is also leaving quietly.

At three poles in the sun, the Liubo Mountain formation opened a door, and the people outside were all black-clothed people.

Each of them held a weapon in the shape of a cross plum blossom in their hands, all of them were murderous and very vicious.

"They seem to have a lot of people, can we win?"

"Hey, we've reached this stage, we can only resign ourselves to fate."

All the cultivators under Emperor Wu looked tense, apprehensive, and worried about their own lives.

After all, it's not been a day or two that the seven kills are famous in the Jianghu.

"Why haven't the people from the Anti-Seven Kills team been dispatched yet? What are you waiting for? Should we wait until they come in before launching a counterattack?"

"I don't think so. It's hard to say. They have already escaped, so they don't care about our lives."

The noise grew louder, and more people became restless.

Even the descendants of many Martial Gods' family members were also worried, cursing indignantly.

Only Ren Qiuqing's face was pale, and her eyes stared blankly ahead, as if her soul had been sucked dry.

"Look at them, they are already in a hurry. If we don't go out, they will riot." Chen Zhenyang said worriedly.

"You are afraid that your little lover will fall out with you, don't worry, they are anxious, and the seven kills are even more anxious. Didn't you see that they only dare to hang around outside now, that is, those two people have been hanging around for too long, and they have lost their youth. If you don't have the courage at the time, otherwise you would have already entered."

On the rolling hills outside Liubo Mountain, there were seven men in black gathered at intervals.

On the top of the mountain a little farther away, there is a huge yurt, which is cool and cool with the breeze blowing inside.

Duan Hongchen and Luo Lin sat on both sides, their faces gloomy.

"If it weren't for not being ready last night, how could you allow that kid to be so rampant? You were the same at that time. With the time to maintain the formation, we would have taken that kid down long ago." Duan Hongchen complained endlessly.

Luo Lin was not easy to get along with, and said in a deep voice: "You still said that I can't even deal with a junior warrior. Didn't I think you could deal with him at the time? Who knew you were such a waste."

The two had been arguing all night over this issue.

Now they were all angry again, when a man in black came in outside and stood there for a long time, not daring to speak.

"If you have something to say, you have to fart." Luo Lin scolded.

"Yes, Liubo Mountain's formation has opened an opening, as if observing the situation outside, when shall we do it?"

Hearing this, Luo Lin and Duan Hongchen exchanged glances.

Luo Lin said indifferently: "Do it now, lest they make any more tricks."

According to the deployment, a blood-red shocking formation was quietly seated above Liubo Mountain.

More than an hour later, Luo Lin and Duan Hongchen walked out of the yurt, flew up, looked down at the Liubo Mountain covered with red light curtains, and they were all full of smiles.

"It's still you, the Heavenly Formation Masters, who can smelt so many strange and strange treasures into such a large formation, which is even more powerful than spiritual weapons."

"The Zhoutian Weeping Blood formation was arranged by me based on an ancient formation diagram and my personal experience. The specific power is not clear, but it is more than enough to deal with practitioners like you and me who have just stepped into the martial arts. "

Surrounded by formations outside, Wang Yi and the others also felt the crisis.

He smiled at the members of the anti-seven kills team: "They are here, let's start."

The order was issued, and all the members raised their weapons with high morale and stepped out of the protection of the formation.

Seeing the killers surrounded by black seven kills, they suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

"According to the plan, clean them up first."

As soon as the words fell, a piece of Zhang Yanyan Talisman was sacrificed, bursts of monstrous flames shot into the sky.

"You little bastards of Seven Kills, come on."