10,000 Times the Reward of Apprenticeship: Martial Dao Horizontal Push is Weird

Jue Xin's bizarre black eyes were firmly locked on Ye Ran from beginning to end.

Those eyes seemed to be looking at some rare treasure, wishing to take it as one's own.

In fact, this is indeed the case. At this moment, in Jue Xin's heart, Ye Ran has been regarded as his own ban on corruption.

If Ye Ran could be taken back, that would be a great thing.

With such a strong blood energy, I am afraid it will be enough for me to enjoy myself for a long time.

Facing Jue Xin's perverted gaze, Ye Ran didn't change much.

I just feel that my luck is really bad. I finally came to Wuweiguan, how did I come across this.

Shadow-level evil is really difficult to deal with.

But right now, there is no other way but to fight.

Thinking of this, Ye Ran took the initiative to launch an attack, rushing towards Jue Xin at a very fast speed, and the dragon patterned knife in his hand suddenly slashed.

"That's right, the strength is comparable to that of a cultivator who has completed the Core Formation Realm."

One sideways dodged Ye Ran's knife, and said with a smile in appreciation.

Ye Ran really surprised Jue Xin more and more. Obviously, he only had the cultivation base of Wu Yuanjing Dacheng, but his combat power was comparable to the completeness of the Core Formation Realm.

Ye Ran did not reply to this.

To tell the truth, I am not afraid of confronting Jue Xin head-on. With an inextinguishable spirit, Ye Ran is not afraid of getting hurt, and even more not afraid of being consumed, and confronting him head-on, even though Jue Xin is a black shadow-level evil.

But it doesn't seem to be able to take advantage of it.

But it happened that this guy didn't confront him at all, perhaps because he wanted to play tricks on him, but the more so, the more helpless Ye Ran became.

Because in terms of speed, he is indeed incomparable to Jiexin.

It would be great if the system could learn a martial art skill, but unfortunately, it is useless to talk about it right now.

Just as Ye Ran and Jue Xin were fighting, on the entire battlefield, it could be seen that the human side was clearly at a disadvantage.

Because the number is not proportional at all, there is not more than one tenth of the evil.

The whole Wuwei view adds up to just over a hundred disciples, plus the monks who came to attend the first ancestor's birthday, the number would not exceed three hundred.

And there are thousands of evil spirits.

Although there are quite a few cultivators in the Crushing Pulse Realm, and even in the Core Formation Realm, there are also white-shirted ghosts and yellow-page ghosts among the evil spirits.

It wasn't long before the battle started, and many people were seriously injured or even killed by evil spirits.

Especially those disciples with low cultivation base, it is even more difficult to persevere at this time.

"It can't go on like this."

Yuanbei fought side by side with her two junior brothers, surrounded by evil spirits, one of the junior brothers said with a solemn expression.

Faced with such a situation, Yuanbei has no good solution.

And the situation of the other monks is not much better, what's more, they have already started to retreat.

Just kidding, judging from the current situation, today's view of inaction is probably coming to an end, and they are only here to attend the first ancestor's birthday, how could they be willing to be buried here.

Therefore, many cultivators have already begun to choose to break through. Unfortunately, facing such a large number of evil spirits, even wanting to break through is not an easy task.

"Damn."

Someone couldn't help but scolded secretly, everyone was fighting to the death, and they all wanted to live.

And at this moment, on the battlefield on the left side of the main hall, a fire suddenly burst into the sky.

The appearance of this fire light instantly devoured more than a dozen evil spirits around, and it also attracted the attention of many people.

"This is..................."

Looking for the light of the fire, I thought it was a powerful cultivator performing some kind of magic, but who would have thought that what everyone saw was a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, shrouded in flames.

"Are these two little warriors?"

Wu Xiyue naturally caused all this. Facing the siege of many evil spirits, Wu Xiyue had no choice but to use the Chiyan Martial Spirit.

The flames that filled the sky made the surrounding evil spirits not dare to approach at all.

When they were in the main hall before, many cultivators still looked down on Ye Ran's master and apprentice, but no one thought that Wu Xiyue would give them such a big surprise at this time.

Many people are shocked, they really can't imagine how a little martial artist of fourteen or fifteen years old could have such power.

"Is this a warrior?"

"When did warriors have such power?"

But before everyone was shocked for a long time, they saw a white-shirted ghost attacking Wu Xiyue directly.

Only Wu Xiyue, who has successfully cultivated in the Body Refinement Realm, faced a white-shirted ghost, and her fate seemed to be predictable.

"Ugh..........."

Some people sighed helplessly, thinking that this little martial artist should be out of luck.

"Although I don't know why she is able to control the power of flames, she probably won't have a chance against a white-shirted ghost."

Although it was a pity, no one thought of going forward to help.

After all, in such a situation, who would give up their own safety and save an irrelevant person if they were neither relatives nor friends.

No one was optimistic about Wu Xiyue, but the fact quickly shocked these people again.

Only seeing the attack of a white-shirted ghost, Wu Xiyue did not evade it at all, but held the short knife given by Ye Ran and slashed at the white-shirted ghost.

The blade was covered by flames, and it fell with one slash. Although the white-shirted ghost reacted immediately and tried to block it, the result was shocking and his jaw dropped.

Wu Xiyue actually forced the white-shirted ghost back with a knife, and it could be clearly seen that the flames on the blade were like maggots attached to the bones, clinging to the right hand of the white-shirted ghost.

The flames were burning and could not be extinguished at all, even if they wanted to throw them away.

The severe pain caused the white-shirted ghost to roar uncontrollably.

However, it was Wu Xiyue's successive onslaughts that met it.

The little girl's eyes were red, and she was obviously frightened by the scene in front of her.

But she also knew that the more afraid she was, the more she could not wait to die, otherwise she would definitely be torn to shreds by these evil spirits.

So from the beginning of the battle, Wu Xiyue resisted the fear in her heart and kept making shots.

At this time, facing this white-shirted ghost, it was even more so. It could be said that it was a slashing without the slightest method, and even more sobbing in his mouth.

"Hack you, hack you, I hack you......"

In the eyes of many monks around, this kind of battle is like a fight between children.

But that's what happened, and the final result was that the ghost in white shirt was hacked to death by Wu Xiyue.

It can't be said that it was hacked to death, it should be said that it was more accurate to say that it was burned to death.

Seeing this white-shirted ghost being burnt to ashes, some monks who have been paying attention to this place were all stunned.

Can you still do this? Is this dead?

Could it be that this is the legendary chaotic fist that killed the old master?

For a while, many cultivators were restless. Where is this monstrous child who came out of nowhere?

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