Chapter 778

Zhang Ergou, Zhao Tiezhu and others burst out, and all kinds of martial intentions rushed out of their bodies. In an instant, they formed a field around them.

This is as like as two peas of no boat, just like a boat without a boat.

At the moment, everyone can see that the Tao displayed by these 50 people is the Tao just displayed by Xu Wuzhou.

In other words, these people completely cloned what Xu Wuzhou learned.

No one can think about it. Zhang Ergou and others are full of energy. These people are like a bright sun. They hold weapons like invincible soldiers, and the Tao rhyme flows around them.

Xiange's field potential and Zhang Ergou's field potential collided, and ripples broke out in the void. But obviously, although their field potential is strong, they have not subdued Zhang Ergou and others.

"Kill!"

Fifty people burst out terrible energy fluctuations, and the terrible momentum went straight to the Xiange disciples.

This energy shocks away, although it melts and suppresses. But in the same way, the disciples of Xiange were also suppressed.

Wang dashuan took the lead with nine people holding machetes.

Fiercely and overbearing, he cut at the disciples of Xiange. The bright scarlet roar of the long knife, like a magic knife, erupted into endless blood light and split away.

Xiange disciples' faces changed dramatically, and they broke out in fear and resisted with strength.

"Boom!"

The heaven and earth were full of blood. They cut off the long axe of the disciples of the Xiange, and they only saw the blood colored surging waves roaring past.

The long knife cut these disciples' chest without suspense. These disciples screamed, their chest bones burst and flew out directly.

And this is just the beginning. After this wave of impact, the world was filled with wind and rain, and countless sword Qi rushed out in an instant.

Zhao Tiezhu's divine brilliance bloomed, and the whole person's sword spirit was intertwined. The sword of ten people broke out an unparalleled killing, as if to extinguish everything.

The disciples of Xiange changed greatly. They broke out strong, mingled with each other, and resisted with all their strength. The hatchet exploded and the energy was vast.

But it's useless. It's covered by the silent sword. They were cut apart by the sword, and their blood splashed.

Fifty Untouchables in their eyes turned into a Jidao field. They are completely one, and fifty people seem to be completely integrated.

Running like a long river, rolling and moving, with rage and rage, it is irresistible.

The disciples of Xiange are very strong, and their Jidao array is also very strong.

Unfortunately, the 50 people in front of us are really homologous, completely from one person's initiation. And every war skill is a unique skill. And they turned into a field. The power of countless people together at the same time is stronger than that of Xu Wuzhou.

They rushed over without any suspense.

Xiange disciples were picked up one by one, and blood rained everywhere.

The disciples hit the ground like shells.

The speed is very fast. It's a scene of horizontal push.

This scene completely shocked everyone. How many princes in the world can cultivate such an invincible army?

The absolute shock made everyone present lose his voice, and his eyes could only move with those white clothes.

Duan Wang and others held the cup of tea tightly. The cup was crushed by him, and the broken porcelain pieces even pierced into the skin, and blood beads penetrated out.

But they couldn't feel it at all, and their eyes were only those white clothes. Watching their invincible sweep through everything in the field.

The people in the fairy Pavilion looked pale at this time. Including Feng jiujue, who was only one step away from the top strong, his face was also pale at the moment.

He looked at the field trembling, his fist clenched to the knuckles and clucked.

Lin Yunwei's beautiful face is completely stiff at the moment, and her sexy body is cold.

There is no suspense about this war.

Xiange will be defeated!

What are the consequences of failure?

Daogong wants to return it. And myself. I really want to marry him.

Thinking of this, her body is even colder.

In the field, Xiange disciples fought to the death. But the result was still the same. One by one, they were chopped and smashed into the four directions. The blood rain fell, and the scarlet blood rain fluttered with the wind, occasionally falling on the faces of the spectators.

They touched some warm blood with their hands, but they were numb and had no thought.

"Boom!"

With another impact from Zhao Tiezhu and others, the bones of the last disciple of Xiange in Shenhai land cracked and then hit the ground,

So far, all the disciples of Xiange were seriously injured or died.

"Hiss!"

Someone took a cold breath, and then suddenly took a long breath.

His move affected everyone. Everyone only felt that their strained energy and spirit were released at this moment, with a sense of weakness.

In the battle of sensory view, they suffered too many emotional fluctuations, which made them feel exhausted as martial artists.

Looking at that group of white clothes, who would have thought that a month ago, it was just a group of Dalits, a group of Dalits digging dung and mud.

But now... Many people are in awe.

In a single game, they still have a chance to win. But if these fifty people go together, how many people present can win?

Can the strong on the other side win? They have no confidence!

Of course, it's more powerful than scaring these people in white. People looked at Xu Wuzhou and couldn't find words to describe their feelings.

What is a lost bookworm?

Now it's nothing at all.

Because no matter how strong the bookworm is, can he be stronger than the thousands of troops who master the extreme Tao?

In just one month, Xu Wuzhou created the existence of 50 people as strong as invincible soldiers. If you give him more time, you can build an iron army.

Although the Taoist gate is strong, it is not good at building an army array. What the Taoist gate is good at is cultivation. A single martial artist will be very strong.

Those who are good at military formation are princes.

But now... Xu Wuzhou seems to be much more terrible than many princes.

And it's not just the army. It can also be seen from the war just now that their individual strength is also extremely strong.

In this case, just give a lot of time. It won't be long before daozong can sweep away the decline.

"This is the ability of the little teacher in the world."

The people looked at Xu Wuzhou in awe and recognized Xu Wuzhou's identity as a young teacher in the world more and more.

It's no wonder that Xu Wuzhou, the first saint, became a little teacher in the world. He had such a means against the sky. The strength of the Terran will naturally grow very fast.

Originally, many people who had doubts about Xu Wuzhou's young teacher in the world had no miscellaneous heart at this moment. They really recognized Xu Wuzhou.

Even those who are hostile to the Taoist sect have no other thoughts about Xu Wuzhou's status as a young teacher in the world at this moment.

They know that this identity can't be shaken.

"What does the little teacher in the world represent?" Duanwang and others couldn't help sighing at this moment.

At this moment, Tingwei's expression was also slightly frozen, and his eyes fell on Xu Wuzhou, full of respect.

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