Bai Xiaochuan was rushing towards the Eight Extreme Dao's Core Formation Stage.
Bai Xiaowang suddenly spoke up, "Another person has gone over. It's the two disciples of the Eight Level Sect. "Four Azure Sun Sect disciples followed behind him."
Bai Xiaochuan stopped and asked, "What's the situation?"
Bai Xiaowang paused before continuing, "They started fighting! The Azure Sun Sect disciples were chasing after the Eight Extreme Dao disciples. The disciples of the Eight Extreme Dao were probably here to seek help. "The Core Formation cultivator attacked."
Bai Xiaochuan quickened his steps and rushed over. He loved to do things like fishing in troubled waters.
Bai Xiaochuan quietly approached and hid his body before raising his eyes to take a look. The seven people on the field were having an intense battle.
Every single disciple of the Azure Sun Sect was a treasure trove. A disciple lifted up a small emerald green gourd, an endless ball of light shooting out from it. The attack caused the Eight Extreme Dao disciples' protective light barrier to crumble.
"Bajun realm's traitors, go and die!"
The Azure Sun Sect disciple took out a nine inch short ruler. The short ruler hummed like a bug.
Nine inches short, one for ten, one for a hundred, one for a thousand. Thousands of short rods covered the sky as they rushed towards the people of the Eight Level Dao.
The disciples of the Eight Level Dao were truly valiant. Using a martial arts technique, he raised his hands and raised his feet. A storm was brewing. With a punch, he shattered a hundred feet in front of him. It was as if stars were shining brightly in the sky.
Bai Xiaochuan stared fixedly at the Core Formation cultivator. He wanted to see what the characteristics of his attacks were, so that he could guard against them in a short while.
The Core Formation cultivator took out a small, exquisite jug that was embedded with gems. The spout of the teapot released a dense multicolored cloud of smoke, which then turned into a large flock of sparrows.
Tens of thousands of sparrows flapped their wings as they pounced on the treasures of the Azure Sun Sect disciples. In groups of three to five, he firmly held all the light balls in his mouth.
More and more sparrows appeared. Not only did they resist the attacks of the Azure Sun Sect disciples, the birds also started to attack them.
The Azure Sun Sect disciples stood in a rhombus, the shields of light in front of their chest forming indestructible walls of light. It had completely protected the four of them, even covering their heads.
Countless swallows collided with the wall of light with crackling noises and exploded into a cloud of multicolored smoke. The multicolored smoke did not disperse just like that. Instead, it stuck to the light wall and continuously wiggled.
The squirming multicolored mist gradually corroded the light wall until there were many small holes. The disciple of the Eight Level Dao was startled and rushed forward with his fist clenched.
"Mountain Splitting Fist!"
The power of his fist burst out, and a huge mountain faintly appeared in the air. "A punch struck the wall of light, and the mountain came crashing down." With a rumble, the wall of light shook violently, and cracks began to appear on the surface of the wall.
"Wind Berserk Kick!"
Another Eight Level Dao disciple leaped up. The kick shadow was like a gale wind. The air swirled madly, forming a huge tornado.
"Break for me!" Get out of your tortoise shells! "
The shadow of the leg was like a tornado, fiercely stabbing into the wall of light like a spinning drill. The tornado was like a sharp blade as it shattered a wall of light.
Kacha! The Azure Sun Sect disciples' defenses were destroyed!
The Azure Sun Sect disciples did not panic at all. Instead, all four of them drew out long sticks at the same time. They formed a strange formation, and the sky was filled with rod shadows as they descended from all directions.
From the looks of it, these four had gone through a long period of training, and their teamwork was perfect. The long rod hacked down like a clap of thunder, exploding forth with a terrifying might.
The disciples of the Eight Level Dao rushed too far forward and struck their faces in a row, receiving more than ten blows of the rod. The protective shield of light could not last for even a breath of time in front of the hundred pole strikes.
A disciple of the Eight Extreme Dao could not take it any longer. He turned around and was about to run when he was hit in the calf by a heavy blow.
Another disciple wanted to save him, but a rod struck him in the chest. Blood spurted out of his mouth, so he could only retreat. Hearing his fellow sect members' heart-wrenching screams, he could only grit his teeth and retreat.
The Azure Sun Sect disciples shot out four sticks at the same time. The shadows of the sticks filled the sky and hit the Eight Extreme Dao disciple. Beat him to death!
Bai Xiaochuan clicked his tongue and said, "I have seen this move before. The final move of the dog beating skill, 'There are no dogs in the world'."