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"what!"

A scream rang out, and the Holy Cult leader looked up and found that a weaker cultist had been damaged, which made his face become extremely ugly.

After all, as a commander, instead of catching the two people requested by the Holy Envoy, he actually damaged a believer. If he went back like this, it would not only make other commanders laugh, but also affect his status in the heart of the Holy Envoy.

Thinking of this, the holy leader's eyes widened, and he suddenly shouted: "Axianpala, open!"

Suddenly, an invisible force filled the Wudang Sword Formation, and the leader of the Holy Cult could be seen shining with golden light, like a god descending to earth.

"What kind of spell is this?" Xuanzhen thought about the sword and stabbed it fiercely at the leader of the Holy Cult. Unexpectedly, he heard a "ding" sound. The leader of the Holy Cult was actually unscathed. This made Xuanzhen extremely excited. be surprised.

You must know that Xuanzhen has a third level of innate cultivation, and his long sword is a magical weapon that has been carefully tempered by his master. It is more powerful than ordinary weapons.

With this long sword, Xuanzhen can even kill masters of the fourth level of Xiantian, but now he can't even hurt the opponent's fur. How can this not surprise him?

"Haha, come on, kill my followers, and I will let you be buried with them!" The leader of the Holy Cult laughed arrogantly, completely ignoring the long swords of the Wudang disciples, and pounced on one of them after spotting one of them.

"Brother, save me!" The leader of the Holy Cult noticed that this Wudang Sect disciple was the weakest, so he was soon chased by the leader of the Holy Cult. A pair of strong and powerful fists were thrown out, frightening the Wudang Sect disciple. He kept asking Xuanzhen for help.

"Monster, how dare you!" Xuanzhen shouted, swung out his long sword, and moved his body skills to the extreme, quickly appearing beside the leader of the Holy Cult.

"Haha, good time!" Feeling the pressure brought by Xuanzhen, the leader of the Holy Cult was not only not afraid, but laughed loudly, then swept his fists and rushed towards Xuanzhen with all his strength.

After the disciples of the Wudang Sect were rescued, Xuanzhen no longer had the strength to withdraw, so he could only grit his teeth and fight with the leader of the Holy Cult.

The Holy Cult leader's individual strength was not as good as Xuanzhen at first, but after using some secret technique, not only did his body become as hard as gold and iron, but his strength became even more powerful.

"Such a strong force. How did this guy do it?" Xuanzhen gritted his teeth and tried his best to control his slightly trembling hands. He thought with some horror, "I'm afraid his strength has already reached the fifth level of innate power."

The Holy Cult leader fought more and more fiercely, but Xuanzhen's hands were shaken by the powerful force and he couldn't hold the sword at all. If it weren't for his strong willpower, the sword might have fallen to the ground long ago.

Although other Wudang Sect disciples also stepped on the Star Position and continuously attacked the Holy Cult Leader, they were still the same as before, with no effect at all.

Instead, they were almost attacked by the remaining three Shengjiao believers. This situation was extremely unfavorable for the Wudang Sect.

"Haha, boy, fall down!" The leader of the Holy Cult spotted an opening, and a huge fist instantly broke through Xuanzhen's defense and hit him hard on the chest.

"Wow!"

Xuanzhen wailed in pain and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His whole body was hit hard against the mountain wall by a strong force, and there was no movement for a while.

"Brother!"

When other Wudang disciples saw this, they couldn't help but mourn.

It's just that they have no time to check Xuanzhen's injuries now, because the Wudang Sword Formation is all about cooperation, and as Xuanzhen is the center of the sword formation, once he leaves, the sword formation will have no effect.

The Holy Cult disciples did not give the Wudang Sect disciples a chance and immediately pounced on them. In terms of their ability to fight alone, these Wudang Sect disciples were no match for the Holy Cult disciples.

Although the Holy Cult lost one member, it still had two innate masters at the third level. The Wudang Sect’s only third-level innate master fell down on the rock wall at this time. He didn’t even know whether he was alive or dead. Know.

The remaining Wudang Sect disciples were like sheep among wolves, surrounded by the Holy Cult believers. Facing the ferocious and powerful Holy Cultists, they were almost in despair.

Some even shed sad tears at the thought of dying here.

However, at this moment, a voice that they had not paid much attention to before sounded.

"Didn't anyone teach you not to make a scene when others are sleeping?" Lu Xuan stretched, yawned, and walked out of the cave step by step.

At this time, the Wudang disciples looked at Lu Xuan as if they were looking at a fool.

"This guy must have been asleep, otherwise his eyesight is too bad. Couldn't he have seen such a group of ferocious enemies?"

This is the unified thinking of Wudang Sect disciples now.

"Haha, with the strength of the ninth level of Qi training, you Wudang sect are really worse than the other!" The Holy Cult leader felt Lu Xuan's strength and couldn't help laughing and sarcastically said.

"Shut up, you black coal ball. It's not you who has the final say whether I'm good or bad!" Lu Xuan curled his lips, and then said with disdain on his face.

Lu Xuan's expression was extremely exaggerated, as if the leader of the Holy Cult was really like a black coal ball, which made him look disgusted.

"Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, see if I don't pull out your teeth! Keep an eye on these Wudang disciples for me, wait until I take down this kid first!" The Holy Cult leader looked angry, turned around and gave an order, then directly Deep in his big hand, he rushed towards Lu Xuan.

In the eyes of the leader of the Holy Cult, the strength of a mere ninth-level Qi practitioner is no different than an ant.

In addition, he is now using the secret method of the Holy Cult. Although it will cause certain damage to the body in the future, his current strength has been improved to the fifth level of innateness. He can even crush a person who is at the ninth level of Qi training to death with his hand.

"Boy, you will regret your big words today." The Holy Cult leader punched Lu Xuan with lightning speed.

Of course, he did not use all his strength in this punch, but only used about 20% of the force. But even this 20% of the force is not something that the ninth level of Qi training can withstand. If you forcefully resist, you will be severely injured in an instant.

However, what made the leader of the Holy Cult a little incredible was that Lu Xuan actually waved his fist, and the fist actually went straight towards his fist.

"Is this kid crazy? Do you still want to fight head-on?" The Holy Cult leader was a little surprised. He didn't expect that a guy at the ninth level of Qi training would dare to look down on him so much and even think about fighting him head-on.

"boom!"

A dull sound sounded, and the two fists collided together without any fancy. The huge concussive force impacted the surrounding walls, instantly filling them with a large amount of flying dust.

The leader of the Holy Cult retracted his fist confidently, looked at the dust in the sky, and couldn't help but grin.

At the end of the punch, he added 10% more force, which was enough to severely injure his opponent at the first level of Xiantian. With Lu Xuan's strength at the ninth level of Qi training, he might have been beaten to the ground now and would not have the strength to get up at all.

Late at night in the Land of Life, the cold wind blew over the jungle, quickly blowing away the dust and mist around the Holy Cult Leader.

When the dust and fog cleared, the leader of the Holy Cult couldn't help but widen his eyes. In front of him, he saw Lu Xuan standing intact. It could be said that there was no trace of injury on his body.

"What... is going on?" The Holy Cult leader was extremely surprised. He originally thought that Lu Xuan couldn't get up at all, but he didn't expect that the current situation was completely different from what he imagined.

Other Holy Cult believers and Wudang Sect disciples were also inexplicably surprised when they saw this scene.

"Is the commander showing mercy?" This was what the believer was thinking at the moment.

"Did that leader of the Holy Cult just want to scare Lu Xuan?" Those who had this idea were all disciples of the Wudang Sect.

Lu Xuan shook his arm, then looked at the leader of the Holy Cult with a smile and said, "What, you only have this little strength?"

The tone of his words sounded as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the Holy Cult leader's punch, and it seemed that it had no impact on him at all.

"Boy, you forced me!" When the leader of the Holy Cult heard this, he was surprised, but he still did not believe that Lu Xuan could defeat his fist.

After all, that was a punch from the fifth level of innate strength!

Even if he only has 20% strength, he is still at the fifth level of innate strength.

"This kid must have some secret method to avoid my punch!" The leader of the Holy Cult thought, and clenched his fist again.

"Again? This time I hope you won't act like a soft-footed shrimp!" Lu Xuan said, almost simultaneously shaking his fist with the leader of the Holy Cult.

This time, both the Holy Cult believers and the Wudang Sect disciples opened their eyes desperately. They all wanted to see if Lu Xuan was still alive and unscathed as before after the punch from the Holy Cult Leader.

"Die!" the Holy Cult leader roared, almost exploding with all his strength.

The punch just now had already damaged his face. If that happened again this time, not even he would forgive himself.

The all-out explosion of the fifth level of Xiantian can be said to be extremely powerful. Just a simple wave of his fist brought about overwhelming power.

Lu Xuan's black hair was blown by the strong air waves, and his expression became less relaxed than before, but there was no trace of fear.

So what about the fifth level of innateness? Lu Xuan knew very well that the fifth level of innate cultivation he had barely reached through the secret method was not a true cultivation level, and the insights contained therein were not even the slightest bit different.

Lu Xuan's face was calm, he used the Eightfold Muscle and the Second Mystery at the same time, and then he met the Holy Cult leader's fist heavily.

"Crack!"

There was only a crisp sound of bones breaking, and a figure was thrown away like a kite with its string broken.

The force was so great and the speed was so fast that the figure who was knocked away didn't even have time to cry out before he hit the mountain wall behind him heavily.

"Alas, that boy is finished!" When the Wudang Sect disciples saw this scene, they couldn't help but think with regret.

Although Lu Xuan and his uncle had some minor conflicts, after all, they both belonged to the Chinese nation. When they encountered foreign powers, no matter what the reason, they would definitely put aside their prejudices and deal with them unanimously.

"Haha, our commander is indeed brave and extraordinary!" The Holy Cult believers cheered loudly when they saw the figure being driven into the mountain wall without even looking at it.

At this time, everyone was certain that Lu Xuan had been beaten into the mountain wall, and even if he did not die, he would still be seriously injured.