“Hahaha, this is exhilarating, truly exhilarating!”
On the right battlefield, a young man with a buzz cut, earrings, and tattooed hands, brandished a machete while roaring with laughter.
His chest and back were covered in blood.
This person was none other than the arrogant and unyielding member of the 'Crazy Duo'.
Previously in the secret forest, he and Fang Yuan were the most reckless, and the two who were killed were them.
Now, bathed in blood, he launched fierce attacks against his opponent again and again.
His attacks were without any discernible pattern, with only one characteristic: a complete disregard for his own life.
The disciple fighting him, whose cultivation stage was one level higher, was forced to retreat repeatedly.
“Madman, you’re a madman!”
After continuously blocking several attacks, that disciple completely broke down, turned around, and fled.
“Trying to run?”
Qin Hao sneered when he saw his opponent flee, raised his machete, and threw it with all his might.
“Ah!!”
That disciple screamed, falling to the ground. Before he could get up, two shadowy figures appeared before him.
Pfft—
Two long swords pierced his body. He wasn't completely dead yet, and a strong will to survive compelled him to crawl forward.
Pfft, pfft—
After a few more sword strikes, he could no longer hold on. His eyes wide open, he died in a pool of blood.
“Next!” Huo Sichun quickly pulled Jiang Xiaoxiao away.
“Damn it, you two stole my kill! Give me back my contribution points!”
Qin Hao was so angered by the two of them that he turned and chased after them.
The battlefield grew increasingly brutal, filled with the beautiful sounds of national essence everywhere.
The bald man remained uninjured the entire time, as he hid in the courtyard, occasionally aiming his bow and arrow at enemies.
Several times, enemies tried to rush him, but they were forced back by another person.
This person was the Internet Celebrity Gunsmith. He had modified his bow into a repeating crossbow, and he and the bald man, one on the left and one on the right, continuously fired sneak attacks.
It was because of these two that everyone was able to hold on until now.
However, the enemy's strength and numbers far exceeded theirs. Even though their side exchanged lives for lives, they still suffered heavy losses.
Except for a few people with free resurrections, everyone else was successively ejected from the game.
And those resurrected players immediately rejoined the battlefield.
At this moment, only Zhao Shijie and five others were still fighting on the field; everyone else had fallen in battle.
The remaining people were not in much better shape, either missing limbs or having several holes in their bodies.
Of the Qingcheng Gang's twenty members, only five high-level combatants remained.
Aside from the Qi Refining Stage elder, the remaining four disciples were all masters at the ninth stage of the Body Tempering Stage.
Zhao Shijie and Lin Ye, who were fighting the elder, were also severely wounded at this moment, but like wild beasts, they still clung to their opponent, refusing to let go.
Qin Zhenhua and Ye Wuyai each faced a ninth-stage Body Tempering Stage disciple. Even though both of them fought with all their might, they still couldn't overcome their opponents and could only passively defend.
The two remaining disciples rushed into the courtyard, grabbed the bald man and Wang Xiaojun, dragged them outside, and shouted, “Stop! If you dare to move again, I’ll kill them!”
Zhao Shijie and the other three immediately stopped, retreating to the side, panting heavily.
“Tell us, where exactly is the Soul Devouring Rat?”
Everyone remained silent, simply looking at that disciple.
“I’ll give you ten seconds to think. If you don’t speak, I’ll kill them!”
“10!”
“9”
“Stop, I’ll tell you!”
Zhao Shijie hastily waved his hand to stop them, but secretly gave Lin Ye and the other two a meaningful look.
The elder darted forward, grabbing Zhao Shijie’s collar, and said in a deep voice, “The Soul Devouring Rat is indeed on you. Where exactly is it?”
“Lean your ear closer, and I’ll tell you.”
The Soul Devouring Rat was too important; it was something that could allow a sect to rise, so the elder couldn't help but be anxious.
Just as he leaned his ear closer, Zhao Shijie’s eyes suddenly turned vicious. He opened his bloodied mouth and bit the elder.
Rip—
The elder's ear was brutally torn off, and he let out a pained scream.
Bang—
Zhao Shijie was sent flying by a palm strike, his entire body like a broken kite, crashing into the ground.
The other three, at the moment he made his move, quickly rushed towards the nearest enemies.
Pfft—
One disciple didn't react in time, and his neck was severed by Lin Ye's sword. The other two disciples immediately retreated, piercing Qin Zhenhua and Ye Wuyai's bodies with their swords.
The two of them had no intention of dodging, allowing the long swords to pierce their bodies.
They approached their opponents in a suicidal manner, then slit their opponents' throats.
Thump, the four of them fell to the ground in response, blood flowing across the ground in all directions.
All of this happened too quickly, leaving the last two disciples somewhat stunned.
It was at this moment that the bald man and Wang Xiaojun seized the opportunity, turning to tackle the two disciples to the ground.
Whoosh—
Wang Xiaojun raised his crossbow and shot the opponent's head, while he himself had his throat pierced by the opponent's sword.
The bald man was not as agile as him. He tightly strangled the opponent's neck, and even though the opponent stabbed him several times, he refused to let go.
“Die, you bastard, die!”
He kept muttering until his life faded, his hands still tightly gripping the opponent.
Bang, that disciple kicked the bald man away, then squatted on the ground, coughing violently.
He was almost strangled to death by a mortal, which made him incredibly frustrated. He stood up in anger and hacked the bald man's corpse into countless pieces.
In an instant, all the players were wiped out. Only Zhao Shijie remained with his last breath, struggling to get up, propping himself with his silver spear, blocking the courtyard entrance.
“As long as the man is here, the tower stands!”
“Hua Xia Sect, Zhao Shijie is defending the tower! Come and fight!”
Zhao Shijie’s body trembled, his hands firmly gripping the silver spear, his eyes sharply fixed on the elder.
“Kill him!”
At the elder's command, the last disciple raised his long sword and quickly rushed to Zhao Shijie's front. Just as he was about to strike, a rainbow light flew out from the secret forest, fleeting in an instant.
Pfft—
A head flew high, blood splattering around like blooming fireworks.
“Who?!” The elder turned and roared.
He saw a white-clothed man emerge from the secret forest, and on his shoulder stood a translucent mouse.
“Xian Ge…”
The moment he saw the man, Zhao Shijie revealed a brilliant smile, then fell backward.
He died peacefully.
“Those who kill my Hua Xia Sect disciples shall be executed!”
Chu Huaian's body turned into an afterimage. With one hand, he gripped the elder’s neck and lifted him up.
“Dao, Daoist friend, I was wrong, please, please spare…”
Crack—
Chu Huaian couldn't be bothered to listen to his nonsense and directly twisted his neck, throwing him a short distance away like trash.
Looking around at the scattered corpses, Chu Huaian frowned slightly.
Cleaning up was out of the question; he had urgent matters to attend to.
The sect's progress had been completed, and it was about to level up to Tier 2. At that time, the Scripture Pavilion, Martial Arts Arena, Alchemy Room, Forging Room, and Spirit Beast Breeding Ground would be opened.
This was a qualitative leap!
In addition, Chu Huaian planned to transplant the Spirit Vein to the backyard, turning this place into a true cultivation holy land!
At that time, nearby demonic beasts might be attracted, but a Tier 2 sect could withstand Golden Core Stage cultivators, so they should be able to handle it.
The third batch of players also needed to be prepared.
There was one more thing: he planned to recruit disciples.
In short, Chu Huaian was very busy…
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