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Chapter 303: The foundation of the poor road, don't even want to leave today(1/2)

"Who pretends to be a ghost, get out!"

A disciple of the Yin-Yang family escorted the crowd and shouted loudly at the air.

The next moment, something amazing happened. The Yin-Yang disciple floated up uncontrollably, and then he struggled constantly, his expression was very painful.

"court death"

Lu Zhi raised her hand and shot a powerful sword energy into the air. But it was like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace.

With a bang, the Yin-Yang disciple burst into countless pieces, with a pungent smell of blood, and a faint blood mist floated with the wind, like a Luochang in the legendary cultivation.

The people around were shocked and retreated one after another.

Lu Zhi, who was unable to save her disciple, had a blue face.

Today, I lost in Tiandu Peak, and then at the foot of the mountain, my disciples were killed in front of me.

This is the first time in decades that she was slapped in the face by someone pressing her to the ground.

"Come out for me, and you dare to speak out loud."

Lu Zhi clenched her fists and stared at the front with her phoenix eyes.

For some reason, the person in the dark suddenly stopped moving.

One second...one minute, at the scene, there was nothing except the slight sound of the wind and the heavy breathing.

"Is it because the Taoist ancestors changed their minds and wanted to keep us all?"

Someone suddenly said in the crowd.

As soon as these words were said, many people's faces changed.

Given the terrifying power that the Taoist ancestor showed on Tiandu Peak, plus the authentic Xuanxin people and Xuan Sect’s helping boxing, if they really want to keep them, few people will be able to leave alive.

Lu Zhi's expression was also a little shady and unstable.

Back then, she didn't have much contact with Cao Yi, and she didn't understand Cao Yi's character. After a hundred years, she became even more uncertain about Cao Yi's style of conduct.

"Sister, it's definitely not a sir."

Lu Su walked over and said with a certain expression.

Lu Zhi glanced at the people who were talking and said in a low voice: "I hope not, but who else in the world has this strength and is there any reason?"

"With the mysterious light mirror, please notify the team of people to come and pick up the team."

Someone shouted.

Lu Zhi shook her head gently, "Why don't you make arrangements in advance if someone wants to kill us?"

As the words fell, many panic sounds sounded:

"No, it's blocked."

"Go out nothing"

...

"Impossible, impossible..."

Lu Suxiu frowned and was still persisting.

"This place has been blocked by me, and none of you can escape."

The joking voice turned into Cao Yi's voice.

"It's him indeed"

Lu Zhi clenched her fists, her face full of ruthlessness.

Lu Su couldn't believe it.

The holy lords of various schools of thought and disciples completely changed their faces.

"Fight with him!"

Someone shouted.

"kill"

...

Nearly a hundred people rushed up shouting.

"puff"

"puff"

Almost in the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred people turned into minced meat, leaving only a little blood mist floating.

The person who was about to follow him stopped because he was frightened.

"Kill my disciples and their descendants, and destroy my foundation. Don't even think of leaving today!"

The sound comes from all directions and is extremely cold.

"Your generation of ancestors are useless, and you speak like farts!"

The Zhu family, the number one master and sage master, stood up.

Not long ago, the soul had just suffered a severe injury and his face was very pale.

As he scolded, his body kept swaying, as if he would fall down the next moment.

"snort"

A cold snorted.

Zhu Jiakou vomited blood and flew backwards.

"Holy Lord"

"Holy Lord"

...

The peasant disciples went to pick up the Zhu family one after another.

Those with low cultivation either vomit blood or die on the spot.

Those with high cultivation were also shrunk dozens of steps.

The other Holy Lords who were about to step forward stopped seeing this.

This Taoist ancestor performed even better than on Tiandu Peak.

Totally invincible.

"Sir, you"

Lu Su hasn't finished speaking yet.

He was stopped by Lu Zhi and said with a cold expression: "Little sister, there is no need to beg him. He is determined to kill us, and nothing is useless to say."

"Miss Lu Er has a deep friendship with me, and she has no blood from Taoist disciples on her hands, so she can avoid death."

The voice suddenly became softer.

Lu Zhi's face froze and she immediately returned to normal, "I hope you keep your word"

Lu Su pushed Lu Zhi away, stepped forward, and begged: "Sir, as far as I know, the grudges between the various schools of thought and Taoism are not all wrong with the various schools of thought. Taoism was powerful back then, and many people with low quality, cruel and ambitiousness were mixed in. They kept killing the various schools of thought, which led to confrontation among the various schools of thought.

I am not saying this for the various schools of thought. Over the years, many of the same people have emerged.

I just hope that sir doesn't deny it all.

Otherwise, the tragedy of you killing me today and I kill you tomorrow will never end."

"I have decided that everyone except you will die today."

The voice is cold and ruthless.

"Since that's the case, my sister and I will die together."

Lu Su looked determined.

"Support you"

The voice is indifferent.

"The surname of Cao, do you think we will be able to eat?"

Lu Zhi's face turned pale.

"He is only alone now. Even with the blessing of formations and magic weapons, he may not be able to stop thousands of us."

"Yes, don't be fooled by him, come on together."

...

The holy masters of the remaining six schools of various philosophers spoke one after another.

"A group of insects that don't know how to live or die!"
To be continued...
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