Chapter 1248: Elite Wusheng

"Don't be ashamed of talking!" Cang Yu flushed, and said fiercely: "Death? Do you think this person can do anything to me?"

Sweeping the opposite side, it is roughly estimated that they have a hundred martial sages, plus their own side, exactly 20 people.

The others are on Qin Ming's side.

"Elder Cang, do you want to inform Qin Ming?"

A disciple asked in a low voice, holding the signal in his hand.

If this signal is sounded, it will make a harsh sound, and the transmission is so far that Qin Ming can easily hear it.

"No!" Cang Yu waved his hand, "I can deal with these people. You will listen to my orders and attack together!"

The disciple put the signal into the space ring, tightened the long sword around his waist, and nodded secretly.

Yun Xiatian still wanted to persuade Cangyu, Ju Jun lowered his head and whispered beside him:

"Holy Maiden, you don't have to waste your words, the old man Cangyu will not surrender."

"He is a hard and smelly stone. Unless he is caught and handed over to me to torture him, he will not be able to survive and die before he can surrender."

After thinking about it, Yun Xiatian nodded.

Seeing Yun Xiatian agree with her words, Ju Jun's heart was ecstatic, raised her head, glanced at Ju Jun, her eyes were cruel.

If he can catch Cang Yu, he will apply all the cruel torture laws he can think of.

Let him surrender?

impossible!

With Cangyu's ability, he will definitely be reused after surrendering. What is his position in the Saint Sect?

Under the old man again?

"Since you are stubborn, I can only let you taste some tricks."

With a straight face, Yun Xiatian waved her hand and ordered.

"Kill! Cangyu caught me alive, and the others were killed!"

"Kill!"

Each of the scorpion demon warriors, there are fiery red scorpion patterns in different positions on their bodies, and they exude an evil aura. They may form a team of three, or five or ten, and then orderly kill Cangyu and others.

Their speed of action is not fast, but there is an aura that accumulates in the team. Once the aura is accumulated to the peak, the outbreak will inevitably be shocking.

Looking at the cooperation of the lower disciples, Yun Xiatian smiled with satisfaction.

"All the elites of the Scorpion Demon force?"

Seeing these red and purple scorpion devil patterns, Cangyu's face changed drastically.

Ordinary scorpion demon forces martial artist, the scorpion pattern on the body will not shine.

The elite scorpion demon warriors, the scorpion pattern on their bodies will emit an evil light, it can enhance the strength of the scorpion demon warriors, and also increase their poison.

Although the lowly disciples were all elites of the sect, they were still far from the power of the Scorpion Demon.

Unexpectedly, the scorpion demon forces attached such importance to the secret realm, and the teams that were dispatched were all scorpion demon elites.

"Could it be that the scorpion demon forces had already obtained the information in the secret realm?" A thought flashed in Cang Yu's mind.

"How is this possible?"

"The secret realm is the ancient secret realm, how can the scorpion demon forces have intelligence!"

Generally, secret realms can only analyze some intelligence through appearance, and the intelligence obtained is not accurate.

To get accurate information, you often need to enter the secret realm.

But this is a Wudi-level secret realm, and it is very likely a Wudi-level secret realm built by a hundred Wudi.

Once the warrior enters, unless the secret realm is closed, he can't get out at all.

So how does the scorpion demon force know the intelligence in the secret realm and send such an elite in?

If the scorpion demon forces don't know the real situation of the secret realm at all, they will send these elites and don't believe what they say.

"It seems that there are definitely more than two teams sent by the Scorpion Demon forces!"

Thinking of this, Cangyu looked ugly.

"Elder, what should we do now?"

Seeing so many scorpion demon power elite martial sages, each of the Wushenzong disciples sweated out of their palms, and someone quickly asked.

Hard work, they will undoubtedly die.