Wen Keren stood in the middle of the square. After hearing Xun Xiangjin say that he wanted to defeat her together, he sneered again: "I thought that you, an old man, would have said a lot of nonsense before, and would have shown some admirable behavior. After doing it for a long time, he actually came up with such a way to rush forward. Why? Are you also afraid that you would lose this old face if you lose to my hands?"

"The witch! You need to speak wildly! Do you know that since ancient times, there has been a saying that evil will not suppress justice! Today, many of our righteous colleagues join forces to make you pay the price!"

Xun Xiangjin saw that Wen Keren had not taken them seriously at this moment, and immediately became furious.

"Old Xun! What else can I say to everyone like this? Just kill her!"

A woman carrying a long sword shouted angrily, and with a wave of her wrist, the sword behind her was automatically unsheathed and fell into her hands. The woman immediately began to turn her inner breath and was about to fight to the death with Wen Keren.

"Miss Lian! Don't act rashly!"

When Xun Xiangjin saw the woman's actions, he immediately stopped her and then continued: "This woman has not shown her true ability until now, but her defense is amazing. When she did not understand her background, they will suffer a rash attack!"

"Old Xun, what should we do?"

The woman with the long sword seemed to be very respectful to Xun Xiangjin. When she saw him speak, she stared at Wen Keren and asked.

"This woman stood still and did not move throughout the whole process, which means that her body movements should not be very good, and she should also practice techniques that focus on defense. So if we defeat her, we must first make her move! In this way, don't rush forward, but each take advantage of their strengths! The monk Yikong of the Buddha Temple uses the secret techniques of the Buddha Temple to increase his abilities. The Master Xuanding of Qingyun Temple uses the talisman to control the power of this witch, and the rest of the people launch an attack with me!"

Xun Xiangjin decisively issued an order.

"yes!"

When the other masters heard this, they responded in unison.

"Haha, you old man, have a bad cultivation, but you're still a little brainy."

Wen Keren heard Xun Xiangjin's instructions and said lightly: "In this way, you have some strength to resist."

Wen Keren didn't say a big deal. If these people use their strengths, they do have a little ability to confront each other.

But it's just a little bit.

"I dare to be stubborn until I die! When you surrender, I will cut your tongue first!"

A strong man holding a ghost-headed sword could no longer bear Wen Keren's contempt. After a roar, he immediately attacked her direction.

"brush!"

In an instant, led by Xun Xiangjin, the other masters also flashed into the air.

"The Buddha's light shines everywhere! Light and awesome!"

Monk Yikong saw many masters attacking Wen Keren, and immediately formed a seal in his palm. Then, several beams of light in the sky were shining on these people in an instant. Monk Yikong also said loudly: "Everyone, this light and agile magic can help you speed up your movement! So the frequency of everyone's actions is faster than before!

"Three Pure Bound Talisman! Fire Lotus!"

At the same time, the Taoist priest Changding also shook the whisk and waved it in the air for a while.

"Huhh!"

In an instant, a raging flame ignited around the entire square, but these flames were not loose, but formed a lotus petals, and began to wrap up layers toward Wen Keren in the center.

"Ghost Sword! Tiger Thunder Sutra!"

The strong man holding a knife who was the first to take action jumped into the air and slashed at Wen Keren with a knife.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the strong man began to burst out with a burst of breath, and the surrounding energy instantly gathered on the ghost-headed knife in his hand.

This knife is enough to cut gold and break stones.

The strong man's eyes were ferocious, and the big knife in his hand roared down.

"Buzz!"

A magnificent sword light several feet long suddenly appeared in the void, with a heart-pounding power, and slashed straight towards Wen Keren below.

At this moment, even the masters present were in an uproar. The descendant of Ghost Sword Valley was indeed so fierce. Unexpectedly, this Ghost Sword Valley Sect's temper was so irritable. This move was a killer move.

"Everyone retreat first! To avoid accidental injury!"

Xun Xiangjin saw a sword light heading towards Wen Keren, and immediately shouted at the two masters who were within the attack range.

"Old Xun, can that woman really withstand this knife?"

Xun Xiangjin asked in surprise.

"This Ghost Sword Technique, but the supreme inheritance of Ghost Sword Valley! It is also a famous sword technique in the world. I'm afraid this woman will have difficulty in resisting it!"

Xun Xiangjin heard the question from his companion and explained: "This ghost sword technique does not hurt the body, but hits the soul directly, so it hurts the most to the masters who practice horizontally from outsiders. Just now, this woman has always stood there to take action, and compared to her practice, she is just outsiders' kung fu, and this sword technique just restrains her!"

When the person asked the question heard this, he looked at Wen Keren with a burning look, wanting to know what would happen to her.

"Buzz!"

The violent sword light vented down, and the ground could not withstand this huge pressure, and a deep pit had appeared.

Wen Keren shook his head slightly, stared at the coming sword light with his long and narrow eyes, and picked the corners of his mouth slightly.

After confronting this group of people for a long time, I finally saw some harmful magic.

Wen Keren held the palm of his hand and the sleeve knife was in his hand. At this moment, the energy around him seemed to be drained in an instant, and all gathered on the sleeve knife in her hand. At the same time, the breath around her body began to surge.

"Jiuxuan!"

Wen Keren spit out two words slightly, his face as calm as water, but the ends of his hair were blown by the strong wind brought by the sword light.

"brush!"

Soon, a gust of internal breath, like a whirlwind, began to circle and dance around the knife in Wen Keren's hand.

"Click!"

The sword light was getting closer and closer, and the powerful pressure had already shaken the remaining bluestone slab under Wen Keren's feet out of cracks. The ghost sword not only cultivates people, but also refines weapons. The strong man's ability to exert such power also has a lot to do with the magic weapon in his hands.

"Crazy!"

Gradually, the gravel within ten feet of Wen Keren was all blown away by the strong wind brought by the sword light, and the earth was in a mess.

"Xuantian Change!"

Wen Keren shouted softly and uttered three words coldly.

The sleeve knife in his hand suddenly waved out against the sword light.

The blue blade pointed directly at a sword light that was venting.

Around the tip of Wen Keren's sleeve knife, there was a blue shadow the size of a palm. Looking closely, it looked like a dark cloud that had been shrinking to the extreme, constantly surging.

There were still thunder flashing among the dark clouds.
Chapter completed!