Chapter 134: Heart as Solid as a Rock

Chapter 134: Heart as Solid as a Rock

Huaichun looked at the calm white mist and said anxiously: "Brother, hurry up and open the formation."

Bai Wu remained calm and showed no reaction.

Xia Wufeng dodged the last wave of talismans and found that Huaichun was no longer where he was, and his anger became even more intense.

A disciple quickly pointed to the edge of the formation and reminded: "They are there."

Xia Wufeng looked gloomy and said to the elders and the one to two hundred foundation-building disciples behind him: "Chasing, avenge the dead fellow disciples."

After that, he took the lead and flew towards Lin Mu and the others.

Lin Mu looked at the more than 200 cultivators flying over, feeling terrified in his heart.

"Brother, head, let us in quickly, otherwise it will be too late." Lin Mu shouted anxiously.

The white mist was still calm, without any movement.

Ning Ye sneered: "Stop shouting, we've fallen into a trap. Qian Fuzi won't let us in. I've already guessed his thoughts, but I didn't expect that he really doesn't care about the feelings of his fellow students and really wants to kill me." It's a pity that you two will die together with me."

Lin Mu hurriedly asked: "Why is this?"

"We killed so many people at once, he should take us in quickly and fight against the Blue Sea Sword Sect together." Lin Mu said.

Huaichun said bitterly: "Why does the leader want you to die?"

Ning Ye sneered and did not answer. He looked at the people from the Blue Sea Sword Sect who were getting closer and said: "Let's escape separately. Each one of us will survive."

Having said that, he took the lead and flew forward with his sword.

More than two hundred cultivators formed a fan shape, surrounding the three people.

Lin Mu and Huaichun looked at each other, a look of desolation flashed in their eyes.

Huaichun cursed loudly: "Damn it, there are no good people in this world, even I dare to play tricks."

Although he was cursing, he kept holding on to his hand. He stretched out his hand and took out a talisman again, holding it in his hand. With a boost of spiritual power, an earthy yellow light flashed across his body.

"I'm leaving first, brother, take care of yourself." Huaichun said this to Lin Mu hastily, then he burrowed into the soil and disappeared immediately.

Lin Mu followed suit, took out an "Escape Talisman" and drilled it into the soil.

Xia Wufeng's face turned cold as he saw two of the three people using Earth Escape to escape. The remaining person, flying with a sword, was extremely fast, trying to break through the encirclement from the side and leave.

Xia Wufeng snorted coldly: "Want to run? It's not that easy!"

"Blast them out of the ground!" Xia Wufeng ordered.

More than a dozen Spirit Silence Stage cultivators and 200 Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators were already waiting in formation. Upon hearing the leader's order, they all launched their flying swords, their sword energy flowing horizontally and brilliantly.

laugh! laugh! Chi!

Hundreds of flying swords pierced deeply into the ground at once, causing dust and smoke to rise, creating a mess.

There are sword holes all over the ground, some of which are more than five feet deep.

Huaichun suddenly emerged from the ground, with a low-grade flying sword stuck on his back, and his body was dripping with blood.

Immediately, more than fifty practitioners in the foundation-building stage stepped forward to surround him.

Xia Wufeng led three elders in the Spiritual Silence Stage to also block Ning Ye's way and surrounded him.

The remaining nine Spirit Silence Stage elders and more than a hundred Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators were still searching for Lin Mu's whereabouts, flying swords stabbing at the ground, trying to force him out.

But what makes these people feel strange is that each of them has stabbed more than three times, but they have not stabbed Lin Mu or forced him out.

You know, after all, moving around underground is not as good as in the air. If you don't pay attention, you will be hit by a flying sword above your head and pierced through your heart.

Several elders in the Spiritual Silence Stage looked a little anxious.

If Lin Mu was allowed to escape in full public view, how would he explain to the master and his dead disciple?

Several people hurriedly released their spiritual consciousness and went underground.

In "Sky Rock Formation".

The six elders all looked at Qian Fuzi.

When Lin Mu and Huaichun called for help just now, they wanted to open the formation immediately and let the three people in.

The three people went shopping outside, causing great trauma to the Blue Sea Sword Sect. Several elders and more than a hundred foundation-building disciples were all extremely excited and rejoiced.

Just when a few people input spiritual power into the formation, trying to let the three people in.

They suddenly discovered that Qian Fuzi, who controlled the main formation, was indifferent.

Elder Hengle said hurriedly: "Senior brother, hurry up."

Qian Fuzi's face was as pale as water, and he looked at the three people outside the formation without saying a word.

The scene was a little quiet for a moment, eerily silent.

Elder Heng Le was shocked, Qian Fuzi didn't pay attention to his words at all.

What does he want to do? Do you want to watch your fellow disciples being killed?

Elder Heng Le felt puzzled. Qian Fuzi usually did things that were reasonable and reasonable. What happened today?

He shouted again: "Brother, hurry up."

Qian Fuzi finally responded this time and glanced at him, but what he received was a look that was as cold as ice to the bone.

Still didn't say a word, and didn't drive the formation. He just stood there quietly, calmly looking at the scene outside the formation.

Heng Le felt chilled and frightened in his heart. He felt that Qian Fuzi had suddenly become so terrifying.

What Heng Le was afraid of was not the cold eyes, but Qian Fuzi's scheming and calculations.

The three people outside the formation, Huaichun and Lin Mu, have never offended Qian Fuzi. Although Huaichun is careless, he has always been loyal to the sect; Lin Mu is the guest elder who Qian Fuzi invited at a great price.

Qian Fuzi had no reason to let these two people die.

Heng Le immediately thought of Ning Ye, the genius swordsman in the sect.

In the Spirit Talisman Sect, although Ning Ye is not a Talisman cultivator. But when it comes to qualifications, Ning Ye is definitely second to none.

Among the nine cultivators in the Spiritual Silence Stage, Ning Ye is the one who has the best chance of forming a golden elixir.

As long as Ning Ye forms a golden elixir, the Lingfu Sect will not be far from rising.

Heng Le had always been excited about this before, but when he saw Qian Fuzi's cold gaze today, his heart suddenly became cold.

He has always overlooked one point. Ning Ye forming a golden elixir is a good thing for the sect, but it is not so for Qian Fuzi.

After Ning Ye became Jindan, if he wanted to promote the Lingfu Sect, he would definitely take over Qianfuzi's position as the leader.

Ning Ye has always been extremely cold towards Qian Fuzi, and the two of them are also at odds with each other.

However, due to being from the same sect, the conflict between the two did not arouse and they each tolerated it.

Qian Fuzi definitely wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of Ning Ye and avoid future troubles!

Heng Le felt even colder in his heart when he thought of this.

But he looked at Qian Fuzi and said no more words.

He looked at each other with the other five elders, and all of them remained silent, turning their heads to look outside the formation quietly.

Outside the array, dust and smoke filled the air.

More than a hundred flying swords kept stabbing into the ground, and the sword holes were densely packed.

But what made several elders angry was that, despite all their efforts, they still could not force Lin Mu out.

This is hard for them to accept.

Several elders were twenty feet away.

Fifty foundation-building cultivators surrounded Huaichun, and dozens of flying swords shot towards Huaichun.

Huaichun had no time to speak at this moment, and kept throwing talismans and seals outward with both hands.

It's just that the mid-level and high-level talismans on his body have been used up when he trapped Xia Wufeng and the elders, and all that are left at this moment are low-level talismans.

The power of low-level talismans is almost the same as that of low-level spells, and they cannot cause much harm to practitioners in the foundation building stage.

Especially the fifty foundation-building cultivators were scattered, and the talismans on Huaichun's body were quickly consumed.

Huaichun threw out the last "Fire Bullet Talisman" and sat down on the ground.

He had used all his strength and the talismans on his body were all used up. He had no power to fight back and could only let others slaughter him.

Five of the fifty foundation-building cultivators lost their fighting power and were blown beyond recognition. The remaining forty-odd cultivators saw Huaichun sitting on the ground and gave up resistance. They all looked happy and howled to control the flying swords. , shot towards Huaichun, wanting to turn him into meat paste.

A voice suddenly stopped them: "Keep him alive."

Dozens of flying swords immediately stopped in mid-air, and one middle-grade flying sword was even pressed against Huaichun's heart.

An elder of the Blue Sea Sword Sect controlled Huaichun, imprisoned his cultivation, and asked the more than forty cultivators to keep an eye on him.

The elder turned around and joined Xia Wufeng's team, and the five Spiritual Silence Stage cultivators besieged Ning Ye.

Under the siege of Xia Wufeng and the four elders, Ning Ye was already stretched thin and was just struggling to hold on.

His Jinwu Sword Flying Sword was unparalleled in power and extremely lethal, but it could not withstand the large number of people in Lanhai Sword Sect. Five high-grade flying swords tightly entangled his Jinwu Sword.

The light of Jinwu Sword is getting dimmer and dimmer, and it is about to be knocked to the ground.

Lin Mu was hiding in the rotating moon space at the moment, looking at the scene outside, feeling shocked and angry.

What Qian Fuzi did was clearly to put the three of them to death.

When he was building the foundation, he was very grateful to Qian Fuzi. At this moment, his gratitude was gone, and had long gone away with the wind along with the sword light of the Blue Sea Sword Sect man.

What Lin Mu regrets most now is that he did not bring his parents and Shitou into the rotating moon space, but left them to retreat at Hidden Mist Peak.

This whirlpool is too deep.

He mistakenly believed in Qian Fuzi. If anything happened to his parents and Shitou, he would not regret it in time.

Outside, Huaichun has been controlled by the people from Lanhai Sword Sect, and Ning Ye is just struggling, and defeat will only happen sooner or later.

Lin Mu tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart. He wanted to go out and save Huaichun, but he felt powerless.

His strength is not enough to deal with so many cultivators. If the Xuan Yue Pendant is exposed, it will be even worse.

Huaichun might be saved, but Qian Fuzi could clearly see the scene outside in the formation.

At that time, if he threatens himself with his parents and Shitou to seize the Xuan Yue Pendant, he will be powerless.

At this moment, he could only watch Huaichun being captured and Ning Ye defeated.

Everything is doomed and everything is under the control of Qian Fuzi.

An elder of the Lanhai Sword Sect brought Huaichun to the "Tianyan Formation" and shouted loudly: "Qian Fuzi, please open the formation quickly. Otherwise, Elder Huaichun will die under my sword, Elder Ning Ye There will be no exception.”

There was silence in the formation, Qian Fuzi was indifferent, and the white mist was calm.

The elder of the Lanhai Sword Sect laughed ferociously and said: "Let me see how long you can shrink back. If you don't open the formation, I will torture the elders of your sect until you open it."

Huaichun's whole body's spiritual power was imprisoned. At this moment, he was no different from a mortal, ready to be slaughtered by others.

The elder of Lanhai Jianmen used his flying sword and cut off Huaichun's left arm with one strike.

Huaichun let out a scream and rolled on the ground, blood flowed across the ground, and the blood stains on the ground were blurred.

The white fog was calm, without any movement.

The elder of the Lanhai Sword Sect showed a ferocious smile, and with another strike of the sword, Huaichun's right arm also flew away.

There was still no movement in the white mist.

Lin Mu clenched his fists in the revolving moon space, his nails dug deeply into his flesh, blood gurgled out, but he felt nothing.

His eyes were red and tears were already streaming down his face.

Huaichun had his arms cut off, and the pain was so heartbreaking that he could no longer bear it. He gritted his teeth and said: "I hate it, hate it! Hate it! Hate it!"

After saying that, he fell to the ground, and a burst of blood flowed from his mouth.

He has bitten his tongue and killed himself.

Bai Wu remained as calm as before, without any reaction.