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"Are you two old men alright?" Wu Chen was a little worried. After all, he had used up a lot of energy in his previous attack, and they were too old, so he didn't have the strength to continue with the next round of attacks.

He had the intention to help, but the Skeleton Man continued to watch. If he made a move, he would immediately follow along and attack, and at that time it would be really bad for the entire Gu clan. Even if he wanted to help, he would be powerless, unless he could go a step higher, facing the encirclement of the Gu clan experts, it would be difficult to win.

"Don't worry. Although we are older, our bones are very strong. This battle can still be continued. I also want to try. Can our old bones still move once the armor is removed after thirty years?" The old man laughed heartily. He was actually ignoring life and death.

"Old man, you won't be able to laugh after a while. You should die at your age, why are you making a fool of yourself here?" The man coldly snorted and a scroll flew out from the pen container. Shockingly, the world had collapsed and blood was flowing in rivers. Broken limbs were everywhere, corpses were everywhere, and there were even scenes of countless evil spirits slowly crawling out of hell.

"Nine Lives Soul Shocking Formation, go!" The man chanted the chant. Suddenly, the two old men stood in a dark area. They were surrounded by wraiths crying and ghosts wailing. There were also countless strands of black gas that came out to disturb people's minds.

At the same time, he shouted out loud. His brush was like a sword that pierced through the air, only an inch away from the old man's forehead.

Divine Weapon, this brush was a real Divine Weapon, a weapon that could threaten their lives. Even though it was only a foot away from their foreheads, the old man could already feel the terrifying aura of this brush. It was like the tip of a sharp sword had pierced deep into the skull!

The old man's face tightened as he retreated with explosive speed. At the same time, his sword danced, clashing with the brush. The two different weapons clashed fiercely, sparks flying everywhere in an instant, which was truly amazing.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang." The sound of weapons clashing could be heard everywhere.

The two of them were exceptionally fast, and those with weaker eyesight would find it difficult to see each other clearly. Within a radius of 100 feet, rumbling sounds could be heard incessantly, and the air was like ripples in the water as ripples appeared …

His speed, agility, and martial skills were clearly slightly inferior, and his strength was even more difficult to match. Especially since the longsword in the old man's hand was made of some unknown material, but it was actually not the slightest bit inferior to the judge's pen in his hand. Could it be the Deep Sea Frigid Metal or an alien metal?

The sword was so sharp that even the air was sliced open. He did not dare to risk his life. As he waved the sword, it cut off all courage to advance forward.

Who was this seemingly unremarkable old man?

In close combat, he could also feel that the old man's Qi was vast and unfathomable, his Qi was like a mountain, his sword art was piercing through the rainbow, and he was incomparably fierce and fierce, completely fighting for his life with his moves. He seemed to not care about defense at all, and only focused on attacking, but his speed was too fast, it was hard to find any flaws in his movements in a short period of time.

The more he fought, the more nervous the man became. If it wasn't for the fact that he had the support of the Nine Lives Soul Shocking Formation, which greatly improved his strength, speed, and reaction speed, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand the old man's attacks for more than a few rounds.

He knew that his Senior Brother had cast the secret technique of combusting his life to obtain a short period of time to quickly increase his strength, which was why he had suppressed the man. But this was a forbidden technique, unless absolutely necessary, and the longer he used it, the heavier the burden on his body, so he would only use it if he was forced to.

The old man had no choice but to use a secret technique to forcefully increase his cultivation, because within the male formation, even his five senses were greatly affected, and the howls of ghosts and cries of wronged souls disturbed one's mind. The longer time passed, the greater the effect, so the faster he would fight, and because of this, he would use a secret technique at the start of the battle, begging for a quick end.

There were several times when the tip of the sword brushed past his neck, almost causing him to lose his head. In this moment of life or death, he had to rely on his many years of intuition and battle experience to forcefully endure through it, but his eyes were already exhausted. Life or death was just a thin line away from death.

"Junior-apprentice Sister, hurry up and attack. This big fellow won't be able to last much longer. Let's work together." "Retreat!" The man finally could not hold it in anymore. With a loud shout, the judge thrust his brush forward. The old man unexpectedly blocked with his sword, causing the man to retreat like an arrow leaving the bow.

The man heaved a sigh of relief. It was obvious that he was still in a state of shock. The confidence and demeanor he had from before was no longer there, leaving behind only fear and panic.

"Junior sister, it's up to you now. Senior brother will help you with your formation." The man tidied up his clothes and boasted shamelessly.

"Senior brother, you are truly shameful. You can't even beat an old man, your junior sister is too shameless." The woman laughed heartily. Her ten slender fingers fiddled with the strings of the zither. With a bang, the zither's sound rippled, clouds churned, and the sky changed color.

He felt as if his sea of consciousness and brain had been pierced by a myriad of sharp arrows and thorns. His vision darkened, and his expression suddenly changed; in truth, not long ago, she had already received a distress signal from the man, so she had been silently preparing. This life-threatening zither sound had been stored up for a long time, and was aimed straight at the old man's sea of consciousness, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time.

Just as the old man's expression changed and his body stifled, the man's ferocious and domineering lightning strike arrived with a loud bang. The wind whistled, and the sound of something breaking through the air resounded like a series of explosions!

In the time it took for a spark to fly, the sharp tip of the brush … Shockingly, he was right in front of the old man!

Although the old man's vision was dark and he could not see anything, he knew that danger was approaching and that at the critical moment, the old woman arrived in time. In terms of strength, she was much stronger than the old man.

The man had thought that his sneak attack would succeed and was secretly delighted in his heart. Unexpectedly, a deadly sword light whizzed by with unparalleled destructive power. Its target was his head.

Was he going to sneak attack the old man or deal with the danger in front of him? This was a problem. The man violently struggled in his heart as he turned around to glance at his Junior Sister. He noticed that the latter's smile clearly showed that she didn't care whether he lived or died.