Chapter 380: Dan Chenzi, you are being a bit unkind

A group of nine!

All Foundation Establishment True Cultivators!

Such a force was already quite extraordinary on the battlefield.

However, they were very unlucky; at the beginning of the battle, they were bombarded by the Luo Yun Sect's puppet army, leaving everyone injured.

After paying a certain price, they chose to retreat from the flank.

Among them, eight were led by that heavily injured late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

For no other reason than that the other party was a true disciple of the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect!

An injured Sword Sect true disciple was still a Sword Sect true disciple!

At this moment, as they hurried along, someone would look back from time to time.

"True Disciple Lan, the Luo Yun Sect cultivators are still in hot pursuit. What should we do?"

A mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator asked anxiously.

As soon as these words were spoken, the others looked nervous.

No one expected that the Luo Yun Sect cultivators, who had always performed plainly before, would erupt with unimaginable combat power today.

They no longer chose to fight one-on-one.

Either hundreds of cultivators gathered into an army, or they moved in groups of three or five, cooperating with each other.

With the help of puppets, even powerful late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators found it difficult to cross the puppet barrier.

Even if someone forced their way in.

The Luo Yun Sect cultivators could use the puppets to delay, fighting while retreating, or even remotely control the puppets to surround them in turn.

As a result, after several rounds of fighting, everyone was afraid.

True Disciple Lan's face was pale, and he looked back at the rear with hatred.

"Just running like this won't work!"

"In a moment, everyone prepare together, turn back and catch them off guard, and annihilate them all!"

Someone worriedly said: "But the one chasing us is Han Zheng! He is the grandson of True Person Han Zhan. If we hurt him, will we offend a Nascent Soul True Person?"

Offending a Nascent Soul True Person!

Such a thing, even just talking about it, made people tremble.

True Disciple Lan's expression was cold: "So what if we offend him? Since he has stepped onto the battlefield, there is no reason why he is allowed to kill others, but we are not allowed to kill him. Besides, if we can take his head, it will surely be a great merit on our Sword Sect's side!"

"Everyone, do you fear True Person Han Zhan, but not our Sword Sect's True Person Jade Cauldron?"

Once these words were spoken.

Everyone calmed down.

Right! They have a Nascent Soul True Person, but don't we have one on our side?

Once on the battlefield, everyone is equal.

There is never a reason to wait for slaughter.

For a time, the nine great Foundation Establishment True Cultivators felt settled in their hearts.

Some were even eager to try, fantasizing about what rewards they would get from the Sword Sect if they killed Han Zheng with their own hands.

Compared to these people's fantasies.

Further back, five mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators were flying at high speed.

Although the number was small.

The momentum, however, was eye-catching.

Along the way, Foundation Establishment True Cultivators from vassal forces who saw them would hurriedly retreat.

For no other reason.

These five were all true disciples of the Luo Yun Sect.

They looked like only five people, but if they went all out, no one knew how many puppets they could summon.

And no one knew if there would be combat puppets among those puppets comparable to late-stage Foundation Establishment, or even Great Perfection realm.

Among the five, there was no lack of those with deep cultivation reaching the sixth level of Foundation Establishment.

But clearly, the four were all faintly led by the cultivator at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment in the center.

"Junior Brother Han Zheng, they are just a few defeated soldiers, is it necessary to chase them so desperately?"

Facing his senior brother's confusion, Han Zheng smiled slightly.

"The other eight are nothing, but inside, there is still a late-stage true disciple of the Sword Sect; that is our target!"

Hearing this, the others suddenly realized.

The Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, as the hegemon of this region, had stood for hundreds of years since its founding.

But the number of sword cultivators under its banner had only barely exceeded that of the Green Pill Valley sect after all these years.

Compared to the seven sects, it could be called a lone branch, but it could not suppress all the heroes.

So for so many years, the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect was only the hegemon of the Jade Cauldron region, not the only master.

Quantity was their biggest drawback!

Since the war began, they either moved in groups or guarded one side, and rarely would a single sword cultivator act alone.

On the side of the Seventh Mountain, the number of sword cultivators sent to guard was even fewer.

Now that they had finally encountered a late-stage Foundation Establishment true disciple sword cultivator.

Naturally, there was no reason to let the other party go!

Just as the few were chasing, Han Zheng suddenly showed a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.

"Eh?"

"Junior Brother, what's wrong?"

"Speed up!" Han Zheng's expression changed slightly, and he blurted out.

Immediately, the five of them bloomed with spiritual light and chased forward.

Not only that, each of them even summoned puppets, ready to fight at any time.

However, sometimes when they discovered it, things had already happened.

Han Zheng's footsteps stopped abruptly.

His eyes widened, looking at the night sky in horror.

A scorching sun bloomed from the night sky!

Boom!

A loud noise.

Immediately, boundless firelight bloomed.

The vast air wave rolled forward, affecting an area of ten miles.

In that scorching explosion, nine figures were terrified, each using their own methods to defend.

With the strength of nine people, resisting a second-tier spell, even if it happened in a hurry, they still managed to hold on.

But then, a figure killed their way in like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Holding a gold and black long staff, sometimes big, sometimes small, sometimes short, sometimes long, constantly harvesting the lives of enemies.

"Ah!"

"Pfft..."

"Damn it, it's Tian Kui Zi!"

One, two, three...

After suffering the sudden attack of that violent Sun Spell, the formation of the nine great Foundation Establishment cultivators had already been smashed.

So much so that Chu Kui's harvesting was like entering an empty land, encountering no decent resistance.

In just a few breaths, six people had fallen under his attack.

Among them, there was even a mid-stage Foundation Establishment existence.

True Disciple Lan watched this scene with eyes splitting.

With blocking in front and pursuers behind, there was no way to heaven or earth.

Suppressing the blood in his throat, he gave a low drink.

"Run separately!"

The other two mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators did not hesitate and fled in another direction.

True Disciple Lan turned his body into a sword, erupting with extreme speed, about to leave.

The sword cultivator's escape speed was extremely fast!

Even if he hadn't reached the Jin Dan stage, among the Foundation Establishment stage, if there were no Five Elements Escape techniques or corresponding flying secret techniques, he could be considered a leader.

However, just as his figure moved, a figure with speed no less than his appeared in front of him after a few tremors.

Red robes were eye-catching, and large sleeves were fluttering.

"Fellow Daoist, lend me your head!"

"Despicable villain, don't even think about it!"

True Disciple Lan did not hesitate, the sword light wrapping his whole body suddenly condensed, turning into a sharp sword heading towards the red figure in front.

This sword was sharp and exposed!

This strike was undoubtedly the strongest strike Luo Chen had faced since he went to battle.

It was no longer as simple as what a seventh-level Foundation Establishment cultivator could erupt with.

He took a deep breath, and the long sword held behind him suddenly stabbed forward.

"Duo!"

With a light drink, the Profound Fire Sword turned into a meteor and shot straight ahead.

Not only that, his eyes widened suddenly, and the faint light looked like a creature from the Nine Nether looking at the blue sky.

Under this look, True Disciple Lan was stunned and had a moment of hesitation.

When he woke up, the sword pill he had sent out had already fallen into a blue ocean, struggling and slowly advancing within it.

And in front of him, there was brilliant firelight, mixed with sword sounds piercing into his body.

"How could it be like this..."

He opened his mouth and muttered, then his whole body was forcibly inserted into the mountain wall by the Profound Fire Sword.

Hum!!!

Inside the glazed light curtain, a sword pill was spinning around.

As its master died, it seemed to let out a mournful cry, and gradually stopped its movement.

"Humph!"

Luo Chen snorted coldly, grabbed with his big hand, and forcibly took off the sword pill.

Then he looked at the opposite direction.

What came into view was the scene of Chu Kui sweeping with his long staff, blasting two mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators into the air.

"Dan Chenzi, you are being a bit unkind by doing this!"

A voice containing anger came.

Luo Chen looked at the owner of the voice with a calm expression.

Han Zheng was stepping on a black wooden kite, staring at him with a gloomy expression.

Behind him, the four mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators were ready to go, releasing their momentum undisguisedly.

I don't know when, Chu Kui had already packed up the spoils and walked to Luo Chen's side silently.

The two stood side by side, facing the five wolf-like gazes.