The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 136 Attacked
In this situation, Zhang Xiaofan cannot be killed by others.

Yang Wenhao directly drew out his sword, brushing away the incoming rays of light.

"bang"

Those rays of light were instantly brushed away by Yang Wenhao with the Congxin Sword in his hand.

"Hiss, there are such powerful masters among these juniors!"

The voice came from the darkness.

Yang Wenhao's spiritual consciousness is of great use at this moment.

The situation of the entire cave is in his mind.

Yang Wenhao guarded Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi by his side, and Qi Hao also hurriedly leaned over.

There are three people in total, all of whom are remnants of the Demon Cult.

Moreover, the strength of these three demon sect remnants is not weak, stronger than Lu Xueqi and others.

Three beams of light, three weapons, fell into the hands of those members of the Demon Cult.

"Whatever, I don't believe that I can't beat these juniors!"

The voice came, and the three people in the darkness attacked.

Yang Wenhao only has one sword, so he can't take care of everyone at all.

He had to block as much as he could.

Lu Xueqi is not a useless person either, she used the Tianya sword in her hand to kill the person from the Demon Cult.

Zhang Xiaofan is holding a stick like a fire stick.

[Soul Eater: A high-level magic weapon, it can devour human essence and blood for its own use, it can turn the user into a berserk, and greatly increase the combat power, the current owner: Zhang Xiaofan]

A high-level magic weapon is enough to make Yang Wenhao care.

If this kind of thing is recognized by Zhang Xiaofan, it can be regarded as a piece of shit luck.

But now is not the time to speak, he directly picked out a person from the Demon Cult with a sword.

And that person seemed to know that he couldn't beat Yang Wenhao, so he ran towards him.

Yang Wenhao chased after him holding a sword.

After chasing for hundreds of meters, several black figures suddenly appeared beside him and attacked Yang Wenhao.

This is also because Yang Wenhao's spiritual sense is very keen, and he has already seen it, otherwise, he might have been tricked.

"Samadhi is really hot!"

The true fire of samadhi attached to the Congxin sword, causing the Congxin sword to ignite a raging flame instantly.

Nothing is indestructible in this raging flame, as long as it is contaminated, it cannot be extinguished.

In the blink of an eye, the few black shadows that sprang out at the beginning were all reduced to ashes.

The demon leader who saw this scene was very shocked.

"Who the hell are you!" the Demon Cult leader shouted.

"Qingyunmen, Yang Wenhao, the first closed disciple of Tongtian Peak."

Holding the Congxin Sword in hand, Yang Wenhao walked slowly towards the man.

The man had no way to escape. He thought that his demon cult members could attack and kill Yang Wenhao, but he didn't expect that Yang Wenhao would have reacted earlier.

"Even if you kill me, those senior brothers of yours will definitely have a hard time!" the man said angrily.

Yang Wenhao smiled, and said: "With me here, nothing will happen to them, well, I'm sending you on your way."

A sword light flashed, and the gap in strength could not be bridged.

"Ding congratulations to kill the host and get a thousand points."

The members of these demon sects are all leaders, and their strength is good, so their points are also very high.

Yang Wenhao then turned back.

In fact, he came out with a plan.

He wanted to kill Zhang Xiaofan here, so as to eliminate future troubles forever, because he was a little uneasy about Zhang Xiaofan's talent in the original book.

After all, he is the one who can control the Zhuxian sword, he can't keep it, he must kill it.

When Yang Wenhao turned back, he found that many people had died on the ground, but they were not from his Qingyun sect.

Letting go of his consciousness, Yang Wenhao quickly found Lu Xueqi and the others.

At this time, Lu Xueqi and the others were being surrounded by a group of demon sect members.

Among them were several demon cult leaders.

Yang Wenhao suddenly appeared and killed one of them with a single blow.

And in this case, Yang Wenhao also exposed his figure.

The other heads of the Devil's Cult rushed towards Yang Wenhao.

"Ten Directions Sword Art!"

In an instant, ten sword qi, ten directions, the sky and the earth, without any dead ends.

"not good!"

"not good!"

The leaders of the Demon Cult immediately felt a threat of death.

At the same time, those leaders of the Demon Cult unanimously sacrificed their magic weapons to resist.

But this Shifang Sword Art is Yang Wenhao's strongest move, not weaker than the True Art of Slaying Ghosts and Gods.

"bang bang bang"

"Help!"

Those members of the Devil's Cult who were not protected by magic weapons were all turned into lifeless corpses under Yang Wenhao's Ten Directions Sword Art.

But even if there is a magic weapon, those leaders of the Demon Cult will not be very happy.

Yang Wenhao's ten-direction sword formula is too fierce, and its power is beyond imagination.

Some weak magic weapons were broken into slag under Yang Wenhao's Shifang Sword Art.

However, there are still some powerful magic weapons that blocked Yang Wenhao's ten-direction sword art, but they also consumed a lot.

Yang Wenhao's face turned pale. After killing so many people, [-]% of his spiritual energy consumption has also gone down.

If he had to face these Demon Cult leaders next, he might have no chance of winning.

Seeing this situation, he was a little too exaggerated. He thought this move was enough.

It turned out that it was far from enough.

Before the group could react, a figure of Yang Wenhao jumped up in front of Lu Xueqi and the others.

And just when Yang Wenhao stood up, a roar came.

"Young Qingyun, how dare you hurt me, die!"

A man holding a folding fan was furious, urging the magic weapon in his hand to press on the crowd without hesitation.

"Brother Lin, no!"

Seeing this, the head of the Demon Cult and others changed their expressions.

But it has done whatever it wants.

I saw that pair of folding fans turned into a huge mountain in an instant, enveloping everyone.

Yang Wenhao was also a little dazed, this seems to be a bit big.

At this moment, Yang Wenhao saw a stone tablet next to him.

"Undead Abyss"

"Damn, blocked!"

Yang Wenhao mobilized the spiritual energy in his whole body to sacrifice a pair of mirrors to protect everyone in it.

"Sixfold mirror!"

The knowledgeable ones among the leaders of the Demon Cult actually recognized it.

But no matter how they tried to persuade him, the man was still extremely furious.

The huge mountain pressed over and the whole cave was shaken.

The landslides and rocks cracked, and water jets burst out through the ground.

Yang Wenhao is already a bit out of control.

At the last moment, he grabbed a person violently, and he didn't know what happened after that.

To say that the only thing I remember before coma is the astonishing softness in my hand that I have never touched in my life.

But the next moment he lost consciousness.

"Ding, the host fell into a coma due to excessive consumption of spiritual power, do you want to pay [-] points to restore the peak?"

"1095321 The host didn't answer, it will confirm automatically, and deduct 30000 points to restore the peak."

In the darkness, a pair of bright eyes opened.

A pair of hands stumbled and groped, and then felt a softness.

"what is this?"

Human curiosity knows no bounds.

After pinching twice, a groan suddenly came from next to my ear.

"Um"

Yang Wenhao seemed to understand what his hand was touching.

(End of this chapter)