Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 369 6 Treasure Secret Realm 23

"Ah!" Rat Ten was instantly trapped and turned into a hedgehog, and his screams echoed in the grove.

Shu Er's face was as gloomy as the sky before a storm, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. He stared at the dangerous trap, where the attack was still raging wildly.

"Save me!" A cold light flashed, Shu Liu was unable to dodge, one of his arms was cut off, and he let out a shrill scream.

He was as fast as lightning, punching his way with his fists, and rushed to the edge of the trap. At this time, Shu Liu was screaming miserably, one of his arms was cut off mercilessly by the cold light, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Shu Er stretched out his arm without hesitation, grabbed Shu Liu's neck tightly like an iron clamp, and burst out with amazing strength, pulling Shu Liu out of the trap.

Standing outside the trap, Shu Er felt a mixture of anger and helplessness. The traps were too dense, and he could only save Shu Liu with all his efforts.

"How cruel! He was able to escape from the forbidden trap safely!" Shang Xianming of Wanjian Mountain was amazed at Shu Er's ability. At this moment, he couldn't help but believe the words of the Yuan brothers a little more.

When Yuan Xiaoer saw the group of men in black who did not look back and continued to chase Black Raven, he was overjoyed.

Now the other three groups of people are on their way. We just need to get rid of the remaining four men in black. Then the remaining group of men in black will lose so many helpers and their cooperation will surely not be as good as before. It will then be much easier to surround and kill them.

As for the life or death of the Black Raven, he hoped that this enemy would be caught up by the men in black and die in their hands.

"Surround them!"

At this moment, there was no need for Yuan Xiaoer to say anything more, as more than 20 people jumped out from the darkness one after another.

Before anyone arrived, talismans, flying swords, spells, and magical powers had already flooded in like a tide.

Let’s not talk about the black crow that is still fleeing in a panic, let’s talk about this battlefield first.

"Set up the formation."

Rat Two shouted angrily, smashing a whistling flying sword with one punch. He turned his head and yelled at Rat Seven, his voice full of urgency and majesty.

Rat Seven hurriedly tied a knot around the bandage on Rat Six's broken arm, and without delay, he threw out eight formation flags. With the tacit cooperation of Rat Two and Rat Eight, thick smoke rose from their feet, quickly covering the figures of the four people.

The attack from outside came like a violent storm, the magic was dazzling, the flying swords flashed with cold light, the talismans shone with overflowing light, and the magical powers were astonishingly powerful.

However, even though these attacks flew into the thick smoke, there was no movement inside.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective and that he had lost several flying swords in vain, Ye Hanshuang shouted, "Stop, surround them properly, and wait for the others to arrive before fighting. They have a formation master, but we have several on our side."

Upon hearing this, everyone stopped attacking and surrounded the white fog.

The other three groups of people had received the secret signal as soon as the noise was heard, and quickly formed a team and rushed towards this side.

Shu Er also knew that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. This group of people did have reinforcements. If he waited here for the leader of the gang to come back for help, it was possible that before they arrived, all of his people would have died.

He looked at the listless Shu Liu, with a look of determination in his eyes. "Shu Liu, take the red pill."

Shu Liu was startled and his body paused, but he still took out a red pill from his underwear and put it into his mouth with trembling hands.

The other assassins in Asuka Tower looked reluctant.

The red pill is a kind of elixir that stimulates potential. After taking it, no matter how serious the injury is, the cultivator can maintain his peak level.

But the side effects are also great. This is actually a nerve paralysis toxin. Once taken, the drug will start to take effect and you can't stop. A monk's potential is only enough to burn for 12 hours. After it is consumed, the whole person will turn into a ball of fire and dissipate into the world.

Shu Liu's talent is stronger and he can last for about a day, but after breaking out, he will inevitably die when the time is up.

Even if someone with great supernatural powers came out and rescued him, Shu Liu's potential would be burned out and he would almost be a useless person.

After Shu Liu swallowed the red pill, a red light instantly appeared in his whole body.

The abundant power surged through her body like a tide, making her forget the pain of her broken arm, and she quickly stood up from the ground. In just a short moment, she was back to her peak state. She released poisonous mist from her hands, which mixed into the maze formation, adding a layer of cover for their actions.

The other three assassins from Feiniaolou skillfully took out an antidote pill and swallowed it to prevent themselves from being hurt by the poisonous fog.

Then, the entire maze began to move rapidly under the control of the four people.

Seeing that the four men in black were getting anxious, Ye Hanshuang calmly gave orders, "Delay them."

The people surrounding them released talismans, strong winds, fireballs and other means of attack to consume the smoke and thus slow down their progress.

Seeing that their progress was blocked and the four people were moving too slowly, Shu Er relied on his skills and courage and rushed out of the maze directly.

“How dare you rush out alone!” The two monks holding knives had their eyes wide open in anger and jumped out from the crowd as swiftly as cheetahs.

They were on the left and the right, and the spiritual energy in their bodies surged like a raging wave, with astonishing power.

The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light under the infusion of spiritual power, as if it could cut off everything in the world. With a sharp and unparalleled killing intention, he swung his sword at the lone black-clothed man. The sword was powerful, leaving a series of terrifying tracks in the air, as if he wanted to chop Shu Er into pieces in an instant.

Shu Er's eyes were cold and fearless. He clenched his fists, and his spiritual power surged wildly, quickly spreading a black light above his fists. The black light was like the power of a demon from the abyss, emitting a terrifying might.

"drink!"

He shouted loudly, his voice like a bell, making everyone's eardrums hurt. He punched out with both fists, as fast as lightning, and bursts of explosions filled the air.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, like a thunder. The two swords were instantly shattered by Shu Er's terrifying fist force, and the fragments flew around like meteors.

The two sword-wielding monks only felt an irresistible force coming at them, and their bodies shot away into the distance like two cannonballs.

Blood spurted from their mouths in mid-air, their faces were as pale as paper, and a shocking blood mist was sprinkled in the path of their bodies.

Everyone watched them flying from afar, knowing that these two men were obviously not going to survive.

Shu Er's powerful strength made the people around him feel a chill in their hearts, and the shock took a long time to subside.

If there were no backup, this hastily assembled team might have collapsed like a pile of loose sand.

Everyone knew clearly that they only needed to grit their teeth and hold on for a little longer, and someone would come to deal with this evil-looking Shu Er. They stared at Shu Er with fear and a hint of stubbornness in their eyes.

At this tense moment, a cold light flashed, and a flying sword shot out like a meteor, stabbing towards Shu Er with a sharp whistling sound.

Shu Er's eyes narrowed, as sharp as an eagle's. He snorted coldly, raised his right arm suddenly, and punched out like a cannonball.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the powerful force of the fist instantly blasted the flying sword into countless pieces, and the fragments flew around like fireworks.

The cultivator who was controlling the flying sword felt a huge discomfort as his magic weapon was destroyed. His chest felt as if it was hit by a heavy hammer. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his body staggered backwards involuntarily. His face was as pale as paper.

Shu Er didn't give the others a chance to breathe. He took a step forward and rushed forward like a ferocious cheetah to clear the way. The maze behind him followed closely. Everyone's heart tightened again, and the tense atmosphere seemed to be suffocating.

"I'm here to meet you!" A monk shouted loudly, his voice like a bell, holding a spear and stabbing at him like a dragon emerging from the sea. The tip of the spear flashed with a cold light, with a fierce momentum, as if it could penetrate everything.

Shu Er showed no fear, but there was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He stretched out his right hand like lightning, firmly grasped the spear, and pulled it hard. The monk felt an irresistible force coming, and his body flew towards Shu Er involuntarily. When he was halfway, he panicked and thought of abandoning the spear, but it was too late. Shu Er's pair of black fists were already in front of him like the claws of a devil.

The monk's defensive magic weapon was like fragile glass, unable to bear the weight under Shu Er's powerful punch and shattered into pieces in an instant.

Shu Er’s fist was as powerful as a bamboo and hit the monk hard.

"puff!"

With a dull thud, the monk's body was pierced through, and blood gushed out like a fountain. The monk's eyes gradually became blurred, and his body fell limply, like a branch broken by a strong wind.

Everyone looked at this tragic scene with fear in their hearts, but they also knew that they could not retreat at this moment. They could only bite the bullet and persevere, waiting for reinforcements to arrive.

"I know, you are one of the top ten, Black Fist Yima!" After Shu Er knocked down ten people in succession, Shang Xianming of Wanjian Mountain finally recognized his identity, his voice full of shock.

Shu Er did not reply, but just stood there silently, acknowledging his identity.

"He is actually one of the top ten!" The other monks were shocked. They opened their eyes wide with disbelief on their faces.

Yuan Xiaoer also opened his mouth in astonishment. He didn't expect that his unintentional words would come true.

Then, a cruel smile appeared on his lips: "One of the top ten? I will make you lie down today too."

Black Fist Yima looked at the three reinforcements that surrounded him, feeling somewhat helpless. If he escaped alone, there would be no problem, but Shu Qi was a formation master, and without his help, it would definitely take two or three days to dig out the mole.

He had thought about the enemy's reinforcements, but he didn't expect that they would have so many people, and each team had five or six powerful people.

He clenched his fists, but felt bitter in his heart. It was too late to leave now.