The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

The barrier under the Langgan tree gradually dissipated.

The contestants around had eager eyes, and some had even taken out their magical weapons.

They were all waiting for the barrier to disappear.

Jing Yi turned off his laptop and reached out to touch the bag he was carrying. "Master Chu, you have no spiritual power now. I will protect you."

Ling Fang also swallowed his saliva, "Boss, I will protect you too."

A breeze blew by, and the barrier disappeared completely.

In just one second, the contestants surrounding the three people leaped over together, and all kinds of magical weapons attacked them.

"Kill Chu Luo and we'll pass the level."

"Only 500 people will pass through this time. Once the number reaches 500, the rest will not be counted as having passed."

"It's enough for us to work together to kill Chu Luo. There's no need for us to hunt each other."

This is something they had communicated before.

now that……

Since the organizers want Chu Luo to die, why should they go against their wishes?

It is said that the event organizer is cooperating with the official. Maybe this is secretly authorized by the official, but it cannot be said openly.

Not only were the contestants on site excited, but even the audience in the live broadcast room were shocked by this sudden condition for passing the level.

[This is a bit too obvious!]

[No matter how powerful Chu Luo is, two fists can't beat four hands! This time she is really finished. ]

[The authorities are really awesome. Instead of secretly arresting Chu Luo, they might as well execute her in public. ]

[Don’t you think this event is a bit strange? ]

[The authorities probably also want to deter the forces behind Chu Luo. ]

And then, all the comments disappeared, and they all focused on the fight.

The attack of thousands of people could be regarded as a rampage of demons, with all kinds of magical weapons coming through the air with fierce momentum.

The barrier was formed in an instant, trapping Chu Luo and the other two under the tree, and they couldn't even run away.

Ling Fang took out his magic weapon, a sword of strange shape. The blade was wavy with blood grooves on it, and the handle was simply tied with a green cloth strip.

He used his sword to deflect the flying whisk and kicked the bell away.

The next second, his ankles were tied with a rope and he was dragged to the ground. He was quickly pulled off the stage.

Just as he was about to reach the edge of the platform, a blood-red light flashed, and the rope covered with runes broke.

A hand pulled his collar and pulled him up from the ground, "You protect Master Chu."

Ling Fang was thrown next to Chu Luo. While fighting against the attacks coming towards Chu Luo, he also split himself to look at Jing Yi.

Jing Yi held a blood-red umbrella in his hand, with a bronze bell hanging under each rib.

The red umbrella opens and closes in her hands, and can be used as a weapon to attack or as a shield.

What is even more surprising is that when used as a weapon, it can break any magical weapon, and when used as a shield, it can block any magical weapon.

Too strong!

Jing Yi surrounded the small platform by himself, beating the monks who approached so that they could not move forward.

"We will fight in a round-robin battle. Even if she is strong enough, she won't be able to hold out for long."

"Some people stop Jingyi, and the other part attacks Chu Luo. What we want is Chu Luo's life."

The situation was not going well, and people quickly began to make new plans.

Jing Yi turned around and was about to come to Chu Luo and Ling Fang, but was blocked by a whisk. "Be careful."

She shouted loudly, took a step, spun in the air, and directly split the whisk in front of her with powerful force.

But in just these few seconds, the situation has changed.

More than a dozen magical weapons were stabbing towards Chu Luo, only a dozen centimeters away from him.

Chu Luo was surrounded by magical weapons almost all over his body, with no way to escape or avoid them.

"Master Chu!"

Jing Yi's eyes widened and he shouted loudly.

Ling Fang was very close to Chu Luo, but his hands and feet were tied up by several ropes and he was completely unable to move.

"It's done!"

I don't know who shouted.

Even the audience in the live broadcast room thought that Chu Luo was definitely going to die this time.

[Alas, no matter how powerful you are, you can’t stop the crowd! 】

[If Chu Luo's spiritual power had not been sealed, there might still be a chance for a fight, but now... hehe! ]

[Jingyi is so amazing! ]

[Come and send your little fairy off to the west... No, send your little fairy off to hell. Traitors of the human race should go to the eighteenth level of hell.]

In just a second, Ling Fang realized that the sword in his hand had been taken away.

Chu Luo called out softly, "Blood Luan!"

The blood umbrella that was originally in Jing Yi's hand suddenly flew out of his hand and flew directly towards Chu Luo.

In a flash, before anyone could react,

Chu Luo was holding a sharp sword in one hand and a blood umbrella in the other, and there were magical weapons fallen on the ground all around him.

Each magical weapon was neatly cut into two halves.

Quiet.

There was silence on the stage.

The live broadcast room was also quiet.

Jing Yi and Ling Fang came to their senses the fastest and ran directly to Chu Luo. However, they did not dare to get too close to Chu Luo and only communicated with each other with their eye contact.

Ling Fang: How come my sword is so powerful in the hands of the boss? Didn't they say that the boss's spiritual power is blocked?

Jingyi: I don’t know!

What she was more curious about was that the feeling of the blood umbrella flying out of her hand just now was clearly that of being summoned.

"Isn't your spiritual power blocked?"

Suddenly someone questioned.

"What's going on? What's going on with the event? Isn't Chu Luo's spiritual power blocked?"

This question directly broke all the silence.

It was like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan, and it instantly started to squeak.

"Ahhh! My family heirloom! I stole it from home. My parents will beat me to death."

Amid the screams, Chu Luo slowly raised his sword.

The noise stopped again.

The tip of the sword pointed forward, "Are you coming again?"

These three words made many people subconsciously hold their breath.

Someone's hand holding the magic weapon was shaking slightly.

They did not sense any spiritual power from Chu Luo, but they felt the trembling and fear from the depths of their souls.

No one spoke.

Chu Luo put away his sword and threw the sword and umbrella back, "Then let's continue the game."

Someone quietly moved away from the edge.

Someone turned around on tiptoe like Tom Cat, afraid of making any sound.

Leaving is quiet.

The tension and the collective attack just now seemed to have never happened.

Until there were only three of them left on the stage.

Chu Luo: "You guys go and continue the game! I have something to take care of here."

Ling Fang: "But boss, if you are alone..."

Thinking of Chu Luo’s fighting ability just now, he closed his mouth.

Jing Yi held the blood umbrella tightly. She wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Chu Luo: "You go to the competition first. Only if you win can we enter the Southern Province smoothly, right?"

Jing Yi then pulled Ling Fang away.

After they walked away, Ling Fang turned around and looked at Chu Luo looking up at the sacred tree Langgan, "In this competition, I'm afraid that the big boss is the only captain who dares to leave his team!"

Jing Yi also turned around and looked, "I wonder if Master Chu and Shen Shulang can come to an agreement?"