Xuan Huan: So I was already invincible

Although Lu Huan and his party were eating melons to watch the fun.

But their location is relatively hidden.

Everyone is fighting to the death.

For a long time, no one noticed them.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, Lu Huan felt something was wrong.

On the ground, the blood spilled by those cultivators seemed to be affected by something, and flowed into the temple.

With such a weird and abnormal situation, it is undoubtedly not telling Lu Huan that there is something wrong with this temple.

"Whoosh whoosh~"

at this time.

In the temple, several bloody tentacles suddenly burst out, directly entangled several practitioners who were close to the temple, and dragged them into the temple.

All they could hear was a shrill scream.

The screams were accompanied by the sound of chewing.

Gradually, the screams disappeared.

Everyone's complexion changed drastically.

Ignored the tragic battle just now.

Unanimously formed the same camp.

Holding all kinds of magical weapons, he glared vigilantly in the direction of the temple.

A disciple at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage from the Feishan Sect shouted loudly:
"He Fangxiao is young, dare to play tricks in front of us, and quickly show his true colors!!"

In the direction of the temple, there is no movement!

"court death!"

This Feishanzong disciple felt a sense of anger at being ignored. He waved the giant hammer in his hand and roared angrily:
"Double Star War Thunder!!"

"Boom~"

The sledgehammer slammed into the ground, and the brown-yellow spiritual energy condensed into a group, and shot towards the gate of the temple in a rapid burst.

"Bangdang~"

The seemingly dilapidated temple, facing this thunderous blow, unexpectedly blocked it with ease.

The temple is motionless!

The attack of the Feishanzong Tianjiao was like a waste hitting the rocks on the shore, and it was instantly torn apart and dissipated in the void.

"how is this possible?"

Next to him was a disciple of the Feishan Sect, who exclaimed with surprise on his face:
"Senior Brother Pingsha, but our Feishan Sect's No. 1 Tianjiao! His attack, even the steward in the early stage of alchemy state, may not be able to stop him. How is this temple so strong? One move, it doesn't move at all?"

"Fellow Daoist Pingsha, I'm afraid you're not lying!!"

A mocking sound suddenly sounded.

Followed by.

A somewhat handsome young man in a blood-stained white robe flew out from the crowd and laughed loudly:

"It's just a temple, let's see how I, Su Lang, smash it to pieces!!"

In the sarcasm.

This handsome guy named Su Lang at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm suddenly thrust out the long sword in his hand:
"Cut~"

Like the roar of a lion, the cyan-blue sword light rushed towards the temple like waves of the sea.

The moment they were about to approach the temple, they merged together again, forming a larger sword light, which ruthlessly hit the wall on the right side of the temple gate.

Su Xiaowan, who was standing in the distance and saw this scene, once again showed a young and mature appearance, and said with a gratified smile:
"This guy is smart. He knows that there must be a formation protection on the gate of the temple. He didn't attack the gate, but the wall next to the gate!!"

"Why, does the saint think that this guy named Su Lang can shake the temple with this move?"

Hearing this, Lu Huan raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"should be no problem!"

Su Xiaowan nodded firmly.

"Su Lang, Su Xiaowan? This guy has nothing to do with you!"

Seeing this, Lu Huan looked at Su Lang suspiciously, and suddenly found that he was indeed somewhat similar to Su Xiaowan.

"This is a disciple of a side branch of my Su family. He can be regarded as a distant cousin of mine. His talent is not bad!"

Su Xiaowan nodded proudly.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Lu Huan smiled meaningfully and said:
"That would be a pity!!"

"pity?"

Su Xiaowan looked at Lu Huan in confusion.

"Bang~"

But at this moment, Su Lang's sword move finally landed on the wall next to the temple gate.

But the familiar voice is undoubtedly telling Su Xiaowan that you are too confident, and this trick is also useless!
Su Xiaowan turned her head to look in amazement.

Sure enough, Su Lang's face darkened in an instant, and an incredible light shone from his eyes.

Look at the temple again.

It's still the old-fashioned look.

No new scars appeared.

"How is this possible? Su Lang's triple sword is a second-grade swordsmanship, and he has already cultivated it to the level of mastery, in order not to be inferior to the general entry-level third-grade swordsmanship!!"

Su Xiaowan was horrified.

In her impression, even an entry-level third-grade swordsmanship is enough to hurt a strong person in the alchemy realm.

It must be more powerful than Ping Sha's move.

Or attacking walls with relatively weaker defenses, how could it be useless at all?

"It's just too bad cultivation!"

After Lu Huan commented plainly, he reminded:
"I advise you to remind your cousin and tell him to leave quickly, so as not to..."

"Whoosh~"

Lu Huan hadn't finished speaking.

In the center of the temple gate, a bloody vortex suddenly appeared.

In the vortex, a bloody tentacle suddenly sprang out, like a whip, whipping towards Su Lang.

"Bastard, how dare you!!"

When Su Xiaowan heard Lu Huan's reminder, she already wanted to notify Su Lang, but unfortunately she didn't have time.

Seeing this scene, he shouted angrily, and suddenly a long sword appeared in his hand, slashing towards the tentacles.

"Whoosh~"

Su Xiaowan deserves to be the Saintess of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Although she only has a cultivation base of the first level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, her talent for swordsmanship deserves to be called the Saintess of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The rapid whistling sound seemed to tear the void apart.

In the blink of an eye, the long sword that was shining with fiery red light hit the tentacles, bursting into the sky with a burst of flames.

"Bang~"

The strength of the tentacles is much stronger than Su Xiaowan imagined.

Although her sword pierced the tentacle, it only deflected its attack direction a little bit, and then was bounced away.

The tentacles continued to attack Su Lang.

"Clap~"

"Ah~"

A bloodstain across the entire chest appeared on Su Lang's body, and he let out a shrill scream, and was thrown out.

"It's Missy, let's do it together!!"

In the crowd, there was another roar of anger, and several figures rushed up, waving the magic weapon in their hands, and attacked towards the tentacles.

The tentacles are strong though.

But what is strong has its limits.

These few Su family's late foundation-building stage disciples shot together with the peak disciples, and they actually beat the tentacles back into the temple.

But it's just going back to the temple.

Everyone could clearly see that the tentacle didn't suffer any damage.

It makes people feel that the tentacle is simply retreating because of impatience.

Seeing this, Su Xiaowan was still relieved.

Frowning, he recalled his long sword, his expression very serious.

Everyone understands.

This tentacle seems to be very difficult to deal with! !