Urban Madness

Careful observation, from the very beginning of the battle, the initiative was firmly controlled by the disciples of the barren world.

The powerful disciples of Nan Tian and Bei Dao will stand in front of them and deal with great pressure.

As for the disciples with relatively low combat power in the rear, it is to find the right opportunity to steal people's heads!

Each of their disciples may only make one shot, but every time they make a shot, there will be gains!

You must know that in such a large-scale melee, the high-strength disciples of Tianshengzong have no extra thoughts to manage the low-strength disciples.

It is precisely because of this that they are given a chance to succeed.

At this point in the battle, I don't know how many disciples in the quasi-sacred realm and the realm of mixed demons were wiped out by the "ants" of Jinxian Dixian.

"These guys are too ignorant of martial arts. If they have the ability, they will fight us one-on-one. They only know how to use the wheel to fight. What kind of skill is it?"

"I'm so mad at me! When can such ants shout in front of us! Could it be that this is the so-called reincarnation of heaven, who will heaven forgive?"

"Fart, what is the reincarnation of heaven, and whoever is spared by the sky, it is obvious that they do not talk about martial arts, and use this disgusting strategy!"

"I don't know who taught these strategies. If Lao Tzu knew about it, he would have to destroy his eighth generation of ancestors!"

The disciples of Tianshengzong all raised their heads and roared, before killing them, they never thought that the realm of the dignified mixed magic mirror would be attacked to death by the people of Jinxian.

It's right to think about it, although their strength is high, but their strength is high, it does not mean that they have an extra head and an extra heart than others.

As long as the martial arts bombarded the terrifying place, these cultivators who usually have the great ability to overturn the river and the sea will still die.

On the way to the retreat of the disciples of Tianshengzong, the battle between Nantian and Beidao and the old man on the opposite side also came to an end.

The old man was attacked by the two, and after a fight, his body suddenly burst, leaving only a trace of the remnant soul.

The remnant soul trembled with anger in mid-air, and the physical body that he had cultivated for so many years was lost so easily.

If you want to cultivate again in the future, I don’t know how much time will be wasted, and it will never be possible to restore peak combat power.

"You two damned fellows, you will definitely pay the price for everything you did today!"

"At that time, not only you, but all cultivators in the entire barren world will have to pay the price of blood!"

"This matter is not over, this matter is not over! This old man must let you fall into the eighteenth **** forever, unable to reshape the reincarnation."

The more the elder said, the more angry he became. He, the powerhouse in the late stage of the Quasi-Saint Great Continent, was wiped out like this.

Before the elder's words were finished, he ushered in a sword light from Nantian, and the remnant soul was instantly smashed and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Since then, no trace of this person can be found in the entire universe.

Nan Tian put away his sword and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Bei Dao stepped forward and put his arm on Nan Tian's shoulder.

The current state of the two of them is not very good. After all, they are a strong late stage of the quasi-Saint University, and they have suppressed their two small realms.

If it weren't for the tacit understanding between the two of them, it would be uncertain who would win and who would lose in this battle.

"I didn't expect that the two of us have been fighting for so many years, and we can still achieve such a tacit understanding when we join hands again."

"To defeat the powerhouses in the late stage of the Quansheng Great Stage with the realm of the early stage of the Quansheng, especially the elders of the Tianshengzong, I really didn't dare to think about it before!"

"Happy and happy! Today's battle is simply too happy!"

Bei Dao laughed excitedly, and it was only now that he felt that he had found the meaning of survival and the meaning of being a cultivator.

When facing some disciples in the Tianshengzong before, he has always been submissive and humble to the extreme.

In fact, thinking about it now, what if you resist? The other side is not so scary.

Looking back on the previous performance, it is really hard to tell, but such performance will never happen again, and I have to regain the dignity of a cultivator!

"Continue to fight! Anyway, after today, they will never let us go, so they will give the opposite side the last heavy damage at this last time!"

Bei Dao raised the eyebrow-raising stick in his hand, and looked indifferently at the Tiansheng Sect disciple who was retreating below.

Without the last elder, it is only a matter of time before these disciples are wiped out.

Just when North Road was about to start, Nan Tian hurriedly stopped him.

"There is news from the Zongmen Grand Competition! There is news from the Zongmen Grand Competition!"

Nan Tian's body was shaking with excitement, and he couldn't understand what he said.

I just received a message from the fifth black-clothed man, but I haven't recovered yet.

"What news? It must be the old boy from Immortal Venerable Vast Vast Victory!"

"Hey, over the past thousand years, that old boy has scavenged too many cultivation resources, and there is nothing he can do."

Bei Dao gently patted Nan Tian's shoulder.

He knew that his old buddy was definitely not feeling well right now, so he could comfort him a little bit.

But who knew that Nan Tian held Bei Dao's hand tightly, unable to hide his excitement.

"No, no, you misunderstood me, I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"There is indeed news of the Zongmen Grand Competition, but it is not the Tianshengzong that won, but the Tianji faction! The Tianji faction!"

"What did you say? The Tianji faction won? You're not kidding me, are you?"

Bei Dao rubbed his ears in disbelief.

This news can be called earth-shattering, how dare you think about it before?

Although they hated Tianshengzong and Immortal Venerable Vast Might, they had to say that they did have the arrogant strength and capital.

The former Tianji faction may be able to control the overall situation, but with the passage of time, it is not necessarily now.

"How could I joke with you about this matter? I have already received the exact news, the results of the Zongmen Grand Competition have come out, and Immortal Venerable Vast's abacus has been broken!"

"You're telling the truth! This is too strong! The Tianji faction has done another big thing quietly, I can't imagine it!"

"By the way, who actually fought the last battle? Could it be that the Tianji faction has produced another top enchanting over the years?"

Bei Dao asked nervously.

Since the Tianji faction has won, a new young evildoer must be born. After all, the sect master is only a competition of the younger generation of disciples.

In the same way, the strength of the younger generation of disciples will reflect the comprehensive strength of this sect. Isn't that the case with the former immortals of life and death?

As for Bei Dao's question, the corner of Nan Tian's mouth rose slightly, and he just said a word.

"What do you think? Who do you think will be the younger generation of enchanting disciples of the Tianji faction? Who do you think has the strength to defeat the Tianshengzong?"