Chapter 165: 3 in 3 out

At this moment, outside of the resident of the Tushen Pavilion Zongmen, a total of 200,000 disciples were crushed in black, and the murderous intent passed from them, sweeping in all directions.

Even the area they were in was completely cold, which made people shudder.

"Who are you?" Su Han looked at Bian Yu.

"Zhen Wuzong Young Master, Bian Yu." Bian Yu said.

"It turned out to be just a junior, go away, I am talking to your father, you are not qualified to interrupt." Su Han said lightly.

"Asshole, are you going to die?!" Bian Yu suddenly stared.

As the young master of Zhenwu Sect, he has been respected by countless people since his birth. Who dares to speak to him like this?

"Just as I'm looking for death, can you kill me or not?" Su Han's expression became cold.

"Father, Haier begs, kill the last blow of this doggone, let him come!" Bian Yuchao Pingtian begged.

"Shameless."

Hearing his words, the casual practitioners all showed disdain.

The last blow made you come?

Why don't you die?

If you have the ability, go and kill the other Pavilion Master Su. What kind of ability is it just to bark here?

"it is good."

Unexpectedly, Ping Tian actually smiled and nodded. From this, it can be seen why Bian Yu is so arrogant and arrogant. Everything is caused by Ping Tian's pampering.

"Since you don't cherish the opportunity given by this clan, then this clan can only take your head."

Ping Tian stared at Su Han and waved his big hand: "The light curtain is broken, attack!"

"kill!!!"

The two hundred thousand disciples were already murderous, and after hearing Ping Tian's words, they immediately rushed towards the resident of the Tushen Pavilion sect.

The 100,000 disciples of the alliance army were very scattered, like a torrent, suppressing towards the resident of the Tushen Pavilion.

And the one hundred thousand disciples who belonged to Zhenwu Sect were very orderly.

"Shoo!"

These 100,000 disciples separated a group of people, the first to rush out were 30,000 people holding long swords.

These people have the same movements, neat steps, and even speed. When they rushed out, they all jumped up, and their long swords smashed towards the Tushen Pavilion.

After them, another 30,000 people rushed out, each holding a bell in their hands.

The bell showed the color of silver, and as they shook, there were bursts of disturbing and crisp noises.

Those who watched in the distance only felt humming in their ears, and even a little dazzling in front of them, and there were bursts of tingling in their brains, as if they were about to faint.

Obviously, these 30,000 attacks are mental attacks!

"Just these methods?" Su Han squinted.

"Su Han Miscellaneous, if you have the ability, you can remove this light curtain, wait with me, and fight with it honestly!" Someone shouted.

This person was obviously also a member of the one hundred thousand alliance army, and the robe he was wearing was clearly one of the deputy suzerains.

This person was originally afraid, but after the True Martial Sect came, that fear completely disappeared, and only killing intent was left.

"That's as you wish."

Su Han waved his palm again, and the light curtain in front of the city wall really disappeared!

"He really removed that light curtain?"

"Natural, unintelligible! How can the light curtain be removed at this time? He thought that this true Wuzong disciple was also the one hundred thousand chaotic disciples of the Alliance Army?"

"It's really not a wise choice. This light curtain can stop Zhen Wuzong for a while."

"Pavilion Master Su should have his thoughts. Besides, with the strength of Heng'an Wood, even the light curtain formed by the hundred beams of light can be broken. This light curtain cannot be stopped even if you want to."

Those casual cultivators shook their heads. If it was them, they would definitely not remove the light curtain at this time.

But the last person was right. The reason why Su Han removed the light curtain was not because of his arrogance, but because of the existence of the sun **** tree. Even if he kept it, he would eventually be destroyed.

It's better to remove it now than if even the spirit stones for the formation were broken by that time.

Besides, the battle will eventually take place outside, and it doesn't matter whether there is this light curtain or not.

"Hahaha, without the protection of this light curtain, Tushen Pavilion is a fart!"

Someone screamed excitedly: "I will wait to kill them together and destroy the God-slaughter Pavilion!!!"

A torrent of black pressure pressed the army surging in, and they felt that the ground was shaking as they ran.

"Lian Yuze."

Su Han stared at these figures and said calmly: "A month has passed, and it is time for this pavilion to see the strength of the disciples of Tushen Pavilion."

"Yes!"

The door of the Zongmen resident suddenly opened, and a figure stood out.

With the appearance of this figure, a total of 2,700 disciples, all walked out of the Tushen Pavilion.

These disciples, all ordinary disciples of the Tushen Pavilion, have developed ten dragon veins and can fight the dragon blood realm!

"kill!"

Lian Yuze waved his hand.

"Shoo!"

Suddenly, Tushen Pavilion and the crowd all rushed out.

Almost in the first instant, there was a collision with the one hundred thousand disciples of the alliance army~www.readwn.com~2,700 people, fighting against one hundred thousand people. The difference in numbers made everyone feel that the disciples of Tushen Pavilion I'm afraid it will be overwhelmed soon.

But what is shocking is that when the two thousand seven hundred people merged into the crowd, they turned out to be like a sharp knife, quickly rushing the crowd away, killing it from beginning to end, and returning from the end!

After one time, a total of five thousand people died at the hands of Tushen Pavilion disciples!

"what?!"

"How is this possible? Isn't it too strong?"

"I rub, horror, horror!"

Everyone's eyes widened, and they held their breath, their faces full of shock and incredible.

I saw that the 2,700 disciples of Tushen Pavilion didn't stop at the slightest. They entered and exited three times among the crowd, and when they finally stood in front of the Zongmen station, their bodies were covered with blood.

And the 100,000 Alliance army was forcibly slaughtered 15,000 people in less than a minute!

At this moment, the entire field was quiet, and only the disciples of the Alliance Army screamed.

"They are all silver-level weapons!"

Someone had sharp eyes and saw the weapon in the hands of Tushen Pavilion disciples.

These weapons are various, including long swords, long swords, and giant axes. The only feature is that they are filled with silver-white light.

"Tu Shen Ge is so rich?"

The faces of these people showed envy.

Two thousand seven hundred people, that's a total of two thousand seven hundred silver weapons!

The lowest price of silver-grade weapons is a million gold coins. Just one million dollars. The weapons held by these two thousand seven hundred people are also close to 3 billion gold coins.

Tushen Pavilion is just a nine-liu sect that has just been established, and it has such a large financial capacity?