Chapter 301

The group of onlookers, Zhou Zhan Yi, Si Tu Nan Fei, and Jiang Wuya, also saw some clues.

Jiang Wuya said coldly: "Seven against one, it seems it hasn't reached his limit yet. It's my Donghuang Palace's turn; two Junior Brothers, go up!"

Two Golden Core disciples of the Donghuang Palace immediately walked out from behind, bowed slightly, performed their footwork, and rushed straight to kill Heng Xian.

"Since it's a siege, it doesn't matter if there are a few more people!"

Wan Baolu kept his hands in his sleeves, his gaze passing over the eager Xiao Yujian and Shen Qiong behind him, and glanced at the other two young men and women, "Junior Brother and Junior Sister, go up, don't hold back!"

"Yes!"

The two Golden Core disciples of the Falling Clouds Valley immediately rushed into the field.

The seven-against-one in the field became eleven-against-one!

"Boom—"

In one encounter, Heng Xian was knocked away, vomiting blood, with six more wounds on his body, dripping with blood.

"Good!"

Wan Baolu, Jiang Wuya, and others clapped and cheered.

And the eleven, including Yu Qiuyi, did not hold back, surrounding Heng Xian and preparing to kill him in one blow!

However, Heng Xian stood up instantly. Although he was covered in blood, his aura was even stronger, and the Virtual Dan in his body had solidified by one-tenth.

The ancient Chi Mei Sword in his hand drew a dazzling light, and he took the initiative to meet the eleven, including Yu Qiuyi.

"You still dare to meet us?"

He Buzi and the others had all their fire, anger, and resentment unleashed; they had never felt so aggrieved in their lives.

A smile appeared on the corner of Heng Xian's mouth: "Why wouldn't I dare?"

After the words fell, the Demon Escape Technique was applied to his body, his posture was like a blue dragon entering the sea, his sword was like a flying meteor, and he rushed over with a boom.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

Liu Yu, Ye Hongxue, and the other eight Golden Core experts were all shaken away.

And Jiang Ruyan, He Buzi, and Yu Qiuyi rushed straight at Heng Xian.

Heng Xian did not retreat at all, the Chi Mei Sword swept across the air, one sword like a great river pouring down, pulling all three into it.

Seeing this, the three had to join forces to receive it.

"Clang!"

The three felt a majestic Virtual Dan power and chaotic sword intent strike them heavily. Even if they wanted to barely receive it, they really couldn't bear it, and even their life-bound magical treasures were difficult to control, so they couldn't help but grunt and be sent flying.

All this takes a long time to say, but it actually happened in just a short instant.

In the eyes of the disciples of various sects watching not far away, it was the heavily injured Heng Xian who leaped up, met the eleven, and in one encounter, repelled them all!

This kind of method and combat power is truly terrifying!!

"Amitabha!" The nun Puyin put her palms together and chanted a Buddha's name, her voice trembling slightly.

"This guy is actually strong to this extent?" Jiang Wuya gasped.

Si Tu Nan Fei waved his hand: "Continue to add people! Two Junior Brothers, I'll trouble you!"

"Yes!"

Two Da Luo Holy Sect Golden Core experts obeyed the order and went to kill.

On the other side, Bai Lianhua and the monk Tianming also sent two people.

The Guangfa Palace and the Green Mountain Sect saw this and did not fall behind, each sending two people.

Thus, it went from eleven-against-one to nineteen-against-one!

Nineteen Golden Core realm fighters against one Virtual Dan realm fighter; this is simply an unprecedented thing.

Zhou Zhan Yi, Si Tu Nan Fei, and the group exchanged glances, all feeling it was somewhat absurd and ridiculous!

Ling Lingxiao suddenly spoke, her voice crisp: "I heard that the ancient demon Heizei went out to roar at the sky a few years ago, and it was one against nineteen. I wonder if this demon traitor Heng Xian can do it?"

This statement was not only clever but also somewhat heart-piercing.

Everyone watched intently.

They saw the nineteen Golden Core experts join forces, their aura rushing straight to the clouds, and the terrifying pressure made even the onlookers who were watching from a distance feel a gust of wind hitting their faces.

Sure enough!

Heng Xian was vulnerable and was knocked away again, falling heavily to the ground, his body covered in wounds, and blood stained the gray soil on the broken ground.

However, just as the nineteen were about to take the opportunity to kill him, he stood up again, his aura even sharper, and he brandished his sword to meet the crowd.

As the sword intent crisscrossed, he knocked away thirteen people and clashed with the other six, taking three blade strikes and three sword strikes head-on, yet he did not fall into a disadvantage.

"This..."

"He really blocked it!"

"It can't even be counted as a loss!"

The disciples of various sects watching were stunned.

Zhou Zhan Yi stood with his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice: "With such heavy injuries, if it were an ordinary Golden Core expert, they would have long since withered and fled. He actually still has combat power, and it seems that the damage from artifacts and magical treasures hitting him is smaller than the damage to ordinary people!"

"There is only one possibility!" Jiang Wuya said: "He has practiced some kind of body-refining technique; only a body cultivator would be so resistant to beating!"

"Whether he is resistant to beating or not is not important!" Wan Baolu said: "Continue to add people; I want to see what this kid's limit is?"

"Junior Brothers, make your move!"

"Yes!"

Six Golden Core disciples from various sects leaped into the battle formation.

At this time, it was already twenty-five-against-one!

Even if it were a machine, being crushed in rotation, it should have been broken!

However, after the initial attack and dodging the first wave of killing, Heng Xian stabilized again. Relying on the "Twenty Creation Escape Techniques," he roamed among the disciples of various sects. Although his physical injuries were heavy, his aura was even stronger.

"Keep adding people!" someone roared.

Six more people rushed to kill.

Thirty-one-against-one!

Still couldn't kill Heng Xian.

Heng Xian was like an iron lump that couldn't be beaten to death or smashed; although he was covered in cuts and bruises, he was not only able to block the endless attacks but also take the opportunity to counterattack.

"He's a god-given man! Add people, add people!"

Thirty-five-against-one!

Thirty-nine-against-one!

Forty-six-against-one!

Because there were too many people, they simply formed groups of three or five, forming Five Elements Blade Formations, Eight Trigrams Blade Formations, etc., to surround and attack.

However, Heng Xian seemed to have infinite power in his body; his hair was messy, his clothes were tattered, and he had almost become a blood man, yet he was still able to hold on.

Among the Da Luo Holy Sect disciples, Ji Yaoyue was in tears, shouting loudly: "Heng Xian, you fool, there is no chance of winning, give up, run away, don't continue!"

Everyone cast a surprised look.

Si Tu Nan Fei immediately coughed, let a few Da Luo Holy Sect female disciples pull Ji Yaoyue down, and said: "Junior Sister Ji has a pure heart and cannot bear to see life and death!"

Everyone was relieved.

"Boom, boom..."

In the field, dozens of figures were attacking indiscriminately from a high position.

Heng Xian was struggling to defend.

And at this time, in the palace ruins below the Shengong Square, low-level disciples of various sects also appeared one after another. Blocked by the resistance of the two withered bones in front of the "Shengong" at the bottom of the steps, they flew up on their swords and looked up curiously.

When they vaguely saw that it was Heng Xian being surrounded and attacked by Golden Core experts of various sects, without exception, their hearts trembled.

This scene was unforgettable for a lifetime!

And Xie Lingyu among the Spirit Sword Sect disciples was stunned.

Heng Xian's childhood friend Sun Bufan and the Tianyuan Sect's Xu Wei, Ye Ling'er, and others had pale faces and were trembling all over.

"Little, Little Junior Brother!" Ma Xiaohua made a move to rush up.

Su Wan'er was faster than him, tears streaming down her face, and she rushed straight up with a look of determination.

Bai Lianhua on the Shengong Square glanced over and waved his hand: "Stop them!"

"Yes!"

Two ordinary Golden Core disciples immediately blocked them.

At this time in the field, Heng Xian, facing the indiscriminate attack of forty-six Golden Core experts, adapted again, trying his best to block every strike.

Zhou Zhan Yi's face was as gloomy as water: "Continue to add people!"

Five more people went up behind him.

Fifty-one-against-one!

Unfortunately... still couldn't kill Heng Xian!

Fifty-five-against-one!

Sixty-against-one!

Sixty people, seven sword formations, five Three Talents killing formations, coordinated attacks!

However, Heng Xian was knocked away every time, but every time he was at the point of death, he dodged it, and then his aura became even stronger. Stepping on blood footprints, holding the blood-stained Chi Mei Sword, he continued to fight.

At this time, among the onlookers, Jiang Wuya's face turned blue and white, and he sighed: "I have to admit, he is a ruthless man. With this record, even if he dies, he can be famous in the world!"

Shen Qiong, Du Qiyue, and the nun Yuanmiao and their group nodded slightly.

Who knew that the nun Puyin, who had always been compassionate, was full of doubts and said: "No!"

Everyone looked at her together, and Jiang Wuya asked: "What's wrong?"

Puyin said: "Every time he survives a near-death experience, he becomes a bit stronger. This doesn't seem to be his potential being stimulated, but rather that he is slowly becoming stronger under everyone's attack. Plus, he has no intention of running away at all, so this poor nun suspects... he is using everyone to help him practice!"

"Practice?" Shen Qiong asked: "What kind of technique requires betting one's life? You have to know that the people attacking him are not his teachers or brothers, but people who want his life. One wrong step and he will be dead and his soul scattered!"

Puyin shook her head slightly, indicating she couldn't understand.

Zhou Zhan Yi and Si Tu Nan Fei exchanged glances, having a bad premonition, and suddenly said: "Don't wait any longer, let's do it!"

As he spoke, he flashed away.

Jiang Wuya saw this, picked up his broadsword, and followed closely behind: "Let's go together!"

At this time in the field, Yu Qiuyi, He Buzi, and the other sixty were joining forces to attack Heng Xian below, and the whole scene was a mess.

The three arrived, without a word of nonsense, their aura climbed to the extreme, and they attacked together from a high position. As soon as they made a move, it was a killing technique!

"Boom—"

The ground where Heng Xian stood was blasted into a huge pit.

And his body flew backward limply, more heavily injured than ever before, and then with a "boom," he crashed into a palace ruin next to the Shengong Main Hall, buried alive by the collapsed brick walls and rubble.

Si Tu Nan Fei and the other two landed on the ground and looked over.

Yu Qiuyi and the sixty or so people caught their breath and also landed to look.

Not only them, but the Golden Core experts of various sects watching not far away, and the low-level disciples of various sects below the steps, all looked at the ruins in unison.

The whole place was silent!

After blocking for so long, has Heng Xian, who fought sixty-three, finally died?

Jiang Wuya dragged his broadsword and approached step by step.

Just at this moment, a majestic and vast spiritual aura fluctuation rushed straight to the clouds, the clouds in the sky turned, and a spiritual aura vortex slowly appeared.

"This... breakthrough?"

"Golden Core breakthrough!"

The crowd exclaimed.

(End of chapter)