Chapter 717: Spiritual Confrontation

"Young Master, Master Wu is here."

After a while, another middle-aged man in purple clothes appeared on the top of the cold city.

This man was Wu Qianrong.

Wu Qianrong bowed to Wu Zhi and said, "Meetings, Young Master."

"Master Wu, I know that you weapon refiners have the powerful ability to see thousands of miles away. Now please take a look at what the 100,000 soldiers of the Desolate Pavilion are doing and why they are so slow." Wu Zhi said.

"This is not a problem."

Wu Qianrong is a fourth-grade weapon refiner, and his mental power has reached the level of a lower-level Desolate Master, with a coverage range of 10,000 miles.

As soon as his mental power swung out, it immediately swept towards the dark torrent of soldiers and horses.

Li Hanxue, who was controlling 100,000 puppets, suddenly felt a shock in his mind and felt that a strange wave was approaching him rapidly.

"It's mental power!" Li Hanxue's heart trembled, "I didn't expect that there was a weapon refiner in Jianhan City, and his mental power was not weak. He must not be allowed to see the true face of the puppet, otherwise his intention would be exposed and his efforts would fail."

Li Hanxue's mental power burst out instantly, condensed into a cone, and hit the mental wave that was groping over fiercely.

"Puff!"

Jianhan City, Wu Qianrong's face turned pale, and blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fainted directly.

Wu Zhi and others were shocked: "What happened to Master Wu?"

A guardian said: "Young Master, there is a weapon refiner in Huangge who is more powerful than Master Wu. Master Wu may have lost in the battle of mental power and suffered a serious injury."

Wu Zhi's face was full of doubt: "Master Wu is a fourth-grade weapon refiner, and he is a rare weapon refiner in the entire Nebula Continent. I have been lurking in Huangge for decades, and I have never heard that there is a weapon refiner in Huangge who is more powerful than Master Wu. It's really a ghost!"

Wu Zhi thought about it, but couldn't figure out who it was. Suddenly, Li Hanxue's face flashed through his mind: "Could it be that kid Li Hanxue? Impossible! His real age is less than 20 years old. It's okay to have a Huangwu realm cultivation, but his mental power is better than that of a fourth-grade weapon refiner? Impossible, this is too absurd."

This duel made Wu Qianrong faint directly, and Li Hanxue was also very uncomfortable, as if his head had exploded. He had to control 100,000 puppets and fight with Wu Qianrong. This kind of pressure is unimaginable to outsiders.

Li Hanxue is now like a string that has been stretched to the limit. If there is any more pressure, it may collapse immediately.

The backbones of the Poison Dragon Sect saw that Wu Zhi was a little confused. Someone hurriedly said: "Young Master, listen to this sound, the troops of the Desolate Pavilion are less than a mile away from Jianhan City, and will arrive in an instant. Do you want to activate the poison net?"

Wu Zhi came back to his senses and gritted his teeth: "Yes, activate it for me! Release all the poisonous creatures raised, mobilize 70% of the troops, and strangle the people in the Desolate Pavilion with all your strength. Kill everyone and don't leave any alive!"

"Yes!"

...

"Brothers, kill!"

Six hundred werewolves and 100,000 puppets rushed madly towards the gate of Jianhan City. The sound was deafening, and thunder rumbled. The large team was less than a hundred feet away from Jianhan City.

"Kill!"

Wu Zhi raised his arm and shouted, and the dead Jianhan City immediately became like a waking poisonous snake, swallowing and spitting out terrible venom in the rainy night.

Dense poisonous insects came from nowhere and poured into the torrent of soldiers and horses like a hurricane.

"Ah!"

The werewolf screamed: "Brothers, we are ambushed, retreat quickly!"

"Ah... what the hell is this thing, get out of here, don't bite me, get out of here!"

"Want to leave, it's not that easy?" Wu Zhi laughed, "Kill them, kill them all! Dare to attack Jianhan City, this is the end."

More poisonous insects pressed down from the sky, drilled out from the ground, and broke out from the surrounding plants. The vast world seemed to be full of poisonous insects. These terrible poisonous insects were even denser than the rainstorm. The poisonous dragon clan raised these poisonous insects for hundreds of years just for this battle.

Destroying the desolate pavilion and becoming famous in one battle, even if it cost hundreds of years of savings, it was worth it.

Wu Zhi looked at the soldiers and horses that fell in droves and laughed: "Li Hanxue, you, the new leader of the Desolate Pavilion, have done your job today."

The elders and core disciples behind Wu Zhi were also happy. If the Desolate Pavilion was destroyed in this battle, the entire Poison Dragon Sect would immediately become famous.

However, Wu Zhi and his companions did not see that the fallen werewolves all died expressionlessly, like puppets. Even if they were still breathing, they were still shouting the words that Li Hanxue asked them to shout.

"Brothers, hurry up, we've been tricked."

"Ah, it's over, we're all going to be bitten to death by these damn poisonous insects!"

"Who will save me, Master Pavilion!"

...

At this time, Li Hanxue saw that the time was almost ripe, so he controlled all the puppets to retreat quickly.

Wu Zhi and his companions saw the soldiers and horses retreating, and thought that the disciples of the Desolate Pavilion were afraid and wanted to escape.

Wu Zhi shouted, "They have become a group of stray dogs, and have lost their fighting spirit. Now we can send people out to catch them all."

Under Wu Zhi's order, 20,000 of the 30,000 Poison Dragon Sect disciples rushed out of Jianhan City, frantically chasing the fleeing "disciples of Huangge."

"The people of the Poison Dragon Sect have indeed come out, and they have been prepared for a long time."

Li Hanxue flicked her index finger, and a green light rushed into the sky, with a loud bang.

Ji Xiangtian, who was five miles away from the east of Jianhan City, saw the signal, smiled, raised the Xuanhuang stick in his hand, and roared: "Brothers, follow me!"

The men under Ji Xiangtian were not like the puppets controlled by Li Hanxue. They were all dark warriors, strong and powerful, and had extraordinary cultivation. Five miles away, they rushed to the outside of the east gate in less than ten breaths.

Ji Xiangtian's Xuanhuang stick hit down, like a pillar collapsing, the entire east gate shook, half of Jianhan City trembled, and the gate made of barren iron was almost shaken away.

"Who is so rampant!" The two core disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect were alarmed and flew out of the city to fight the enemy.

...

At the west gate.

Wu Zhi and others were shocked: "What's going on?"

"It's bad, a large group of soldiers attacked the east gate." A disciple of the Poison Dragon Sect hurriedly reported.

"Who is coming?"

"That man is tall and strong, and he calls himself the God of War of the Wild Pavilion. Two core disciples of our Poison Dragon Sect went out to repel the enemy, but were beaten to death by this man with a stick." The Poison Dragon Sect disciples were terrified, as if they had a nightmare.

The number of core disciples of the Poison Dragon Sect is not large, only less than ten people, but all of them are masters of the Wild Martial Realm.

Two core disciples went out to fight, but were beaten to death by that man with a stick. The Poison Dragon Sect disciples had never dreamed of such a horrible thing.

"It turned out that Ji Xiangtian, the plague god, attacked the East Gate. Everyone remember, don't fight this person alone. To deal with this person, you can only siege and fight in groups. No one is allowed to fight him alone!" Wu Zhi's face was extremely gloomy, "Li Hanxue, it seems that I still underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be so cunning and make a feint to the east and attack in the west."

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