Chapter 309 Two Brutal Fights

"Hmph, open it for me!"

Several people in the back immediately attacked the exit when they saw this. However, at this moment, a terrifying wave came from under their feet, and golden light appeared all around. In a flash, dozens of golden sword lights attacked them like a rainstorm.

"Boom!"

Amid the deafening explosion, several large holes were suddenly opened in the ground, and fire and light flashed wildly, and earth and rocks splashed. There were dozens of powerful Tianleizi and more than ten Xuan-level thunder and fire talismans buried in the ground! They all exploded at the same time!

The Qiandao Sect monks who were walking behind Feng Jianxiu were completely unprepared. In their opinion, there was nothing to worry about with the Jindan realm monks opening the way and the safety information provided by Zhan Nianchuan.

As a result, they naturally suffered the heaviest losses.

Several cultivators were blown to pieces on the spot, with broken limbs and debris flying all over the sky. Almost all the other cultivators were injured. In the dozens of golden sword lights that followed like a rainstorm, several more cultivators died.

"Ah~"

"Hiss~"

"It hurts so much!"

"Damn it!"

There were more than 20 cultivators in the middle and late stages of the foundation building in the Qiandao Sect. Ten of them died in this instant, and almost all the others were injured.

Looking at the miserable state of the elite of her own sect and listening to their painful wails, Feng Jianxiu's teeth were chattering. She turned her head and glared at the front, wanting to bite someone.

She slapped with anger, accompanied by a burst of golden light. This formation that was enough to trap the cultivators in the late stage of the foundation building was easily broken by her, and even the fog in front was dispersed by more than ten feet.

A figure appeared in front.

Feng Jianxiu stared at the gray-robed old man in front of him, and squeezed out a few words full of resentment and icy coldness from his throat:

"Zhuang Wuneng!"

"Feng Daoyou, how are you these days?"

Zhuang Wuneng had a look of joy on his face, and secretly felt lucky that he believed in this kid who was at the sixth level of Qi Condensation. As expected, he severely damaged the Thousand Blades Sect in one fell swoop, otherwise the two sides would not have been able to fight at all.

And now the White Tiger Sect even has a certain advantage.

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhan Nianchuan who was hiding aside, with an admiring expression, but thinking of this kid who could actually take out two Xuan-level talismans in a row to resist the explosion, he couldn't help but wonder what this kid came from.

"Very good, but not as good as your White Tiger Sect."

Feng Jianxiu's voice was full of resentment, and then she quickly laughed loudly, and then threw out a head.

This was the head of a middle-aged man. The skull had been opened, and it looked extremely miserable, but one could still see the full beard on his face, the lion nose and the wide mouth, which was extremely masculine.

"Master!"

"God damn the Thousand Blades Sect!"

"Grand Elder, kill those sons of bitches from the Thousand Blades Sect and avenge the Master!"

The people of the White Tiger Sect were extremely angry and rushed out of the hidden formation directly to surround the people of the Thousand Blades Sect. Both sides held magic tools and talismans, and their eyes showed raging anger. As soon as the Grand Elders of both sides spoke, they would immediately start a bloody fight.

Zhuang Wuneng's face twitched and he slowly closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see the tragic scene of his beloved disciple's head and body being separated.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"Die? Haha, your White Tiger Sect has been wiped out. If you surrender now, it's not too late." Although Feng Jianxiu wanted to kill all the people of the White Tiger Sect, he understood that it was extremely difficult to complete this task now. Even if he did it, it would definitely be a tragic victory. I'm afraid that few people here can survive, and the Thousand Blades Sect will be ruthlessly wiped out by the surrounding forces.

Thinking of this, she looked at Zhan Nianchuan who was hiding behind the White Tiger Sect monks with a resentful look.

This damned little bastard!

"Surrender? Hahaha~" Zhuang Wuneng laughed up to the sky, his voice was as shrill and piercing as a night owl, making everyone's ears buzz, and several monks even covered their ears in pain.

"Dare to kill my White Tiger Sect people, go to hell!"

After saying that, he urged the khaki pliers in his hand, the light was bright, the momentum was extremely terrifying, and he was about to smash it on Feng Jianxiu's head. At the same time, the White Tiger Sect monks who had long been unable to suppress their anger also immediately took action, and the magic spells and talismans were all blasted towards the opposite side.

How could the monks of the Thousand Blades Sect sit and wait for death? They immediately launched a counterattack. The two sides launched a fierce battle, and various colors of spiritual light completely illuminated the valley.

Feng Jianxiu knew that a war was inevitable. She was not sure of winning this battle, and now she had given up on defeating the White Tiger Sect quickly and then returning to the Thousand Blades Sect to deal with the elders of the Qingyang Sect. The plan now was to cut the little bastard who framed the Thousand Blades Sect into pieces.

"Hehe~" Feng Jianxiu's laughter was chilling. She looked at Zhuang Wuneng sarcastically and said in a sharp voice: "Do you know why we can find your location?"

After hearing this, Zhuang Wuneng's big tongs that hit Feng Jianxiu immediately stopped. This was also what he cared about the most.

"Humph, isn't this simple? There must be a traitor among us, or the Che family has informed you."

Having said that, Zhuang Wuneng still felt that it was unlikely, because the people who knew the news were all the elders of the White Tiger Sect, and they had been with him all the time, so there was no chance for them to spread the news. The Che family also made a great oath to the heavens, and at the same time, the two sides had always been on good terms, so it was reasonable that they would not leak the news.

"That's the guy!"

It was as if a thunderclap exploded in the sky, shocking Zhuang Wuneng's expression. He turned around and stared at Zhan Nianchuan who had hidden behind him at some point.

Seeing Zhuang Wuneng's eyes, Zhan Nianchuan knew something was wrong and immediately defended himself loudly:

"She lied! If the boy was a snitch, how could he risk entering the valley alone, and how could he help you kill so many Qiandao Sect monks?"

This sentence made Zhuang Wuneng's suspicion slightly less. He snorted coldly and was about to continue asking questions.

"Master~"

A shrill scream came, and another White Tiger Sect monk was chopped in half, blood and flesh splattered, and died.

"Xiao Gou!"

Zhuang Wuneng's forehead veins throbbed. This was a junior he valued the most. He cultivated to the peak of the middle stage of foundation building in just a hundred years and shouldered the hope of the White Tiger Sect to impact the Jindan realm, but today, he died here tragically.

In front of his eyes, the head of the White Tiger Sect leader was opened and rolled on the ground, and he seemed to hear the screams of his beloved disciple again.

A huge rage burned in his chest, ready to burst out. He turned around suddenly and slapped Feng Jianxiu, the culprit who had killed his apprentice and the entire sect.