With the script in hand, attack the villain Xianzun

Chapter 108 All-hands Brawl ([-])
A monk running in front blushed: "What happened to the disciple of the Venerable Juyong? Can the disciple of the Venerable Juyong be sent to death?"

"Of course it's impossible, but—" Hua Wan lit up the jade card in Liang's hand, "I have a quirk, I like to use jade slips to record things. Although I don't know you, if I find Xianmeng If you want the list of sect families who participated in the exploration of the secret realm this time, Immortal League will not refuse to give it to me, right?"

"What do you want to do?" someone asked timidly.

"If you don't want to do anything, you can leave. However, after leaving the secret realm, I will arrange for my disciples to copy the jade slips and send them to your home."

"you!"

Someone immediately wanted to do something to Hua Wanzhao.

Hua Wanzhao is not afraid: "Think clearly before you start, Mu Linxiao and Jun Sigui are right behind you."

"What do you want to do!" asked the monk who first attacked Hua Wanzhao.

"Fight!" Hua Wanzhao said, "There are so many people, are you afraid that hundreds of beasts will fail? Are all your high-level cultivation bases blown by strong winds?"

"That's a beast! And they're all high-level beasts!"

"Do you think we haven't tried it? The fur of those fierce beasts is surprisingly hard, and they can't be easily hurt!"

Someone yelled in dismay.

Hua Wanzhao pointed behind them: "So what, the three of them can intercept for a while, but you can't do it with so many people? How long can you run like this? Or—"

There was a cold light in the slightly narrowed eyes, and Hua Wanzhao's tone became lowered: "You plan to let us drag you so that you can escape?"

The monks suddenly fell silent.

"Okay," Hua Wanzhao took Zhenxie on his shoulders and walked slowly towards the battlefield, "Then you all should pray hard."

Her footsteps seemed to have a special rhythm, beating on the hearts of these monks.

Someone stupidly asked, "What do you pray for?"

"Of course I pray that we will die here." Hua Wanzhao suddenly turned her head, with a serious smile on her face, "As long as one of us can survive, you don't want to hang around in the world of cultivating immortals anymore!"

Hua Wanzhao's imposing manner was too strong, some of them swallowed their saliva, and some broke out in a cold sweat.

"How to do?"

These monks looked at each other.

Now that Hua Wanzhao is not in front of them, they dare not move.

"Bafang Xingshu!"

Mu Linxiao's thirteen rings have already been used to eight.

"Tianhua Wuwang!"

Junsigui's Tianzhijuan was also transported to the fifth form.

Under the feet of the two, the corpses of ferocious beasts have piled up into mountains.

"Phantom Snow Funeral Day!"

Snow fell all over the sky, and each snowflake turned into an ice blade. Within the range of the evil-suppressing sword energy, all the beasts were killed by countless ice blades.

However, as the number of ferocious beasts decreased, the difficulty of the battle also increased obviously.

First of all, the space for the vicious beasts to move has increased significantly, and their attacks are more fierce and unscrupulous.

Another point is that without densely packed ferocious beasts as meat shields, Mu Linxiao and the others must be careful not to accidentally injure their own people when they amplify their moves.

"Jun Sigui!"

Hua Wanzhao throws Xiange to Jun Sigui, but is stopped by Mu Linxiao halfway.

"Senior brother Jingcheng, I will borrow you for my non-qun!"

Putting Buqun into Jun Sigui's hands, Mu Linxiao rejoined the battle with Xiange in hand.

Jun Sigui: ... What are these two playing?
However, after Buqun got used to it, Jun Sigui found that it was indeed easier to cut these beasts with this sword.

If it is your own sword, it will be easier.

"Heaven Cries Abandon Heaven!"

The Qi field at the peak of Yuanying is fully open, with scattered and zigzag sword energy, and blurred figures reciprocating.

While the figures were shifting, the sword light was dazzling, and the beast was already trapped in the sword net.

Plus--

"Eleven strings!"

The two's extreme moves converged, and in a blink of an eye, more than half of the beast fell down.

"Mu Lin smiled!"

A fireball fell from the sky and hit the beast that was about to attack Mu Linxiao.

It's those monks.

They finally made a move.

Hua Wanzhao patted the spirit animal bag at this time, a white streamer accompanied by a clear and long cry soared into the sky.

"Gui Zhengyu, you release the vocal range, and help Xiaobai limit the spread of the magic sound!"

Xiaobai, Hua Wanzhao named Bai Wuluan.

Gui Zhengyu plucked the strings of the zither, and it sounded clang, enclosing the living beast in a circular sound range.

Bai Wuluan in the air let out an ear-piercing hiss, but under the control of the sound range, it didn't overflow.

Mu Linxiao, Ning Chenhao, and Jun Sigui cast spells one after another. The fire, thunder, and wind spells continued to fall, and the beasts in the sound field continued to howl and scream. Under the ravages of the magic sound, the resistance became weaker and weaker.

Hua Wanzhao looked back at the stunned monks: "What are you still doing? Don't do it? If you don't do it, the inner alchemy of these beasts will be ours."

Those monks who had just woken up at the beginning, used their housekeeping skills one after another.

In less than half an hour, these beasts were finally dealt with.

Seeing those monks collapsed on the ground, Mu Lin smiled while digging the inner alchemy and said, "Take away the spoils quickly, the bloody smell is so strong here, even if there is an enchantment, it will escape, and it will soon attract new beasts."

When the monks heard this, they jumped up and hurried to dig the inner alchemy.

It doesn't take much time to dig the inner alchemy.

After harvesting the spoils, quickly evacuate the scene.

After walking dozens of miles away from the battlefield, everyone really relaxed.

Healing of wounds, meditation of meditation.

"How did you provoke those beasts?" Jun Sigui asked.

One of the monks said: "I don't know, we were also chased."

"It's the Shao family. They brought some ferocious beasts for some reason, and ran all the way. New ferocious beasts were constantly disturbed along the way, and then joined them. There were so many..." another monk explained.

The monks of the Shao family who were named were immediately ashamed.

One of them poked his neck and said, "We don't want to run away either, but that beast is invulnerable to swords and guns, and it cannot be attacked by spells, so there is nothing we can do about it."

It was the monk who attacked Hua Wanzhao at the beginning, and then spoke rudely to Hua Wanzhao.

Mu Lin smiled and stabbed people without blinking: "Facts have proved that those monks can be killed, and you are holding a beast's inner alchemy in your hand."

The monk suddenly had nothing to say.

But his teammate said: "The disciples of your great sect are also sword cultivators, how can we compare?"

Having said that, the man regained his confidence.

"It's because of this kind of thinking that your aristocratic families are getting more and more declining." Hua Wanzhao said in a deep voice, "I just want to know, what kind of beasts can only be killed by sword cultivators, but other monks can't do anything?"

All monks: ...

"Okay, little master, it's useless to talk to them so much." Mu Lin patted the hem of his Taoist robe with a smile, "Since we are out of danger, let's part ways."

Some people wanted to say something, but they didn't dare to touch Mu Linxiao's head.

A monk dared to speak: "That...Fellow Daoist Hua..."

"what?"

"Jade Jane..."

Hua Wanzhao suddenly realized: "What are you talking about, I will lie to you."

All the monks were dumbfounded.

Amidst Mu Linxiao's laughter and the monk's complicated eyes, the group left under the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)