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Six hundred and thirtieth chapters in an ambush(2/2)

Everyone tried to attack several times, but not only failed, but three people were injured.

Zhang Zheming and others fell to the ground and surrounded the city, constantly blocking the sword energy around them. Seeing that everyone's true energy was slowly being consumed.

"I don't know what happened to Jin Jianyong and the others. If we had known this, we should have brought the Earth Splitting Beast." The muscular man said.

"It's useless even if they bring the Earth Splitting Beast. The other party has united with several sects and has already laid out a dragnet for us to get through. I think the other party has dispatched at least thirty or more Golden Core Stage warriors this time. I'm afraid we are doomed this time.

That’s it.” Zhang Zheming sighed.

"Who?"

Suddenly there was a loud shout in the distance.

Bang!

A big hand suddenly fell from the sky, and the golden silk screen arranged by Rakshasamen and others was shattered with one blow.

"Ah, who are you?"

"Run away quickly."

Then there were bursts of screams.

Zhang Zheming and others looked at each other, wondering what happened.

"What's going on? Is someone coming to save us? How is this possible?" Scarface shouted.

"Hahaha, nothing is impossible." At this time, a loud laugh came from the sky, and then warriors emitting golden light continued to float in the air. Soon there were dozens of golden elixir stage warriors flying in the air.

The sky turned golden yellow.

"It's the master." The muscular man exclaimed first.

"It is indeed the sect master, he is saved this time."

Everyone became excited and flew up quickly.

Zhou Dao led the warriors of the Heavenly Punishment Clan to float in mid-air. Xinghui had already led his people to surround Fuyang Valley, and the warriors of the Rakshasa Sect and the Agni Fire Sect were strangled one after another.

"Where are you warriors from? We are from the Rakshasa Sect." One of the warriors in the middle stage of the Golden Core shouted loudly.

"Looking for death." Zhou Dao's golden energy surged, and disappeared with a "whoosh" sound. The next moment, he was in front of the golden elixir stage warrior. A golden fist fell from the sky, accompanied by a roaring sound, like a golden mountain rushing across.
Chapter completed!
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