Chapter 295： , escape

It is hard to imagine what kind of torture the cultivators of the Waning Moon Sect are going through right now.

More than 200 masters were abused by the other party to the point of running around like bereaved dogs.

The key is that he was trapped by his own trapped formation and couldn't escape!

"How to do?"

The waning moon cultivators are in a hurry, and within the trapped formation is their slaughterhouse!

"Do you want to unite and hold out until the master of the inner hall comes out?"

"Support the wool! - With his current killing speed, I'm afraid we won't wait until the master of the inner hall, we will die first!"

"Then what do you say!? If you don't join hands to support it, will you wait to die?"

"Let's join forces to smash the formation together!" A highly prestigious spiritual realm cultivator looked gloomy.

smash?

The cultivators of the Waning Moon Sect had a deep look of pain on their faces—how could they have smashed their own formations?

However, they all know rationally that breaking the formation is a feasible plan - of course they know the power of their own trapped formation; there are so many of them, it is not difficult to break the formation!

Moreover, the most important thing is that they seem to have no other way out than to smash the formation!

"I smashed my own trap. If this is spread, will it become a laughing stock! It is possible for such a stupid behavior to spread throughout the continent!" Some people were worried.

"That's right!" said a sixty-sixth old monk, "A person lives a face, a tree lives a skin, and I, Zuo Si's fame, can't be ruined here!"

"Idiot!" The highly prestigious monk scolded directly, "If you want a famous name, go and help us drag that kid! When we survive, you will surely let your famous name be passed on from generation to generation!"

What I didn't expect was-

"Let's pass on your sister!" The sixty-year-old cultivator Zosi was the first to rush out, and his goal was exactly the trapped formation wall!

"I rely on!"

The other monks on the side looked stupid: "This old face is too thick!"

However, when Zosi rushed out like this, who else would be stunned! Without any hesitation, they all rushed to the big formation wall.

Whoever rushes too slowly will help others to "break the queen"!

"Uh..." Xu Ming also looked dumbfounded, "These are the masters of the prefecture-level forces? How about masters!?"

However, Xu Ming was not idle, he even caught up with a few and killed them.

However, the cultivators of the waning moon sect were all stalking in all directions, which made Xu Ming very difficult to chase and kill.

"Boom!!"

"Hurry up!"

Several poachers, who are still lingering, are completely stunned by this "unpredictable" wonderful battle situation.

The scene in front of me is really weird!

The masters of the waning moon cultivators, who were supposed to have an absolute advantage, frantically smashed their own trapped formations in order to escape.

However, Xu Ming, who should have been at an absolute disadvantage, has become a **** of killing, and he will not leave behind wherever he goes!

There is a poacher with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, who has already secretly used the water curtain technique to record the image in front of him.

"kill!"

The fire dragon on Xu Ming's spear seemed to come from hell.

The screams kept ringing.

"Why kill me! Why don't you kill them!"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

…

Xu Ming was ruthless, harvesting them one by one.

Perhaps it was because he gradually got used to the killing, or perhaps he was influenced by some evil spirits. In short, Xu Ming's killing also became decisive!

If it is an enemy or not, it should be solved by killing!

Suddenly, Xu Ming discovered that this world is actually quite simple! - A lot less intrigue, but a lot more direct killing!

This is a world where martial power is supreme and martial arts are respected!

If you can speak with your fists, try not to use your mouth!

Xu Ming slaughtered the Quartet frantically, and after a while, he slaughtered more than fifty people!

And this time...

boom! !

Under the fierce bombardment of the masters of the waning moon sect, their own trapped formation was finally forcibly blasted away!

"The trapped formation is finally broken!"

"Great, I finally broke it!"

…

The cultivators of the waning moon were ecstatic - they smashed their own formation, and they were so happy to be like this, there really is no one else!

However, can you not be happy?

"Run!"

"Run away!"

"All spread out and escape! Whoever lives and who dies is up to God's will!"

"Run! Run! Run!"

Everyone was full of energy and burst out the fastest speed in their life. They all understand that if anyone runs slowly, most of them will die for others.

"Pharaoh, wait for me, don't run so fast!" A weak spiritual cultivator shouted the old king who ran in front of him again and again - the spiritual cultivator will still be weak, I don't know if he looks like this, or Really **** up by women.

"Wait for you to be paralyzed!" Instead, Old Wang clenched his teeth even tighter, "You can go in peace - your harem 3000, I will help you take care of it!"

"I..." The weak cultivator was about to scold when a fire dragon spear pierced through behind him.

When he was about to die, his heart was full of unwillingness to roar: "Pharaoh, if you dare to touch my wives, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

Immediately after, he was swallowed by the fire dragon.

Old Wang, who was fleeing in front of him, did not have the slightest grief in his eyes, but a faint joy: "My sons, you can finally live with your biological father!"

Pharaoh was very happy - this massacre was really good!

But then, Lao Wang's face changed suddenly: "Lao Song, you..."

"Fuck me to death!" I saw Lao Song, who was beside him, suddenly gave him a kick, kicking him straight towards Xu Ming.

"Old Song, I am a grass and mud horse!"

puff!

Poor old Wang, who was directly attacked and kicked to Xu Ming's side, how could he survive!

boom! boom! boom!

After a while of chasing, Xu Ming took the lives of many masters.

But soon, the other spiritual cultivators had escaped Xu Ming's perception range.

"You can run fast!"

The monks of the Waning Moon Sect scattered in all directions, and Xu Ming had no choice but to give up.

Looking back at the Qianzhang Shimen, Xu Ming found that the few poachers who had flinched and hid in the corner had disappeared long ago, apparently running away.

"I go to and run faster than a rabbit!"

Everyone ran away, Xu Ming quickly picked up the Na ring left on the ground.

In this battle, Xu Mingke directly slaughtered 60 or 70 masters who were in the late stage of the spiritual realm and had a perfect spiritual realm!

The inheritance of so many masters is undoubtedly a huge wealth, and Xu Ming can't let it go!

After collecting the treasure in a hurry, Xu Ming recognized the direction, and with a flash, he also disappeared directly in place.

…

Not long after Xu Ming left, the portal suddenly lit up.

The Qianzhang Shimen is shining with dazzling brilliance, communicating with the other side of the small world - that is where the inner hall is located.

A burly man with strong mood fluctuations all over his body slowly walked out of the dazzling light.

"Huh? It's just over a quarter of an hour since I arrived here. Where are the people guarding here!? - Are they all dead?"