Chapter 1780

"Chase!" The three sect disciples were helpless. Seeing that their probing was ineffective, they immediately gave the order.

"Kill!"

Receiving the order, the three sect disciples could only disperse their formation and chase after the enemy. However, they were well-trained and formed groups of twos and threes to attack.

For a time, the entire wind pillar was surrounded by flashes of brilliance and continuous sounds. From time to time, miserable screams could be heard from different places!

"Senior Martial Brother Kan, how … how should we deal with this?" Seeing the three sect disciples attacking, Kan Peng asked in a low voice.

"Hmph ~ Let's wait and see!"

Kan Ximing glared at Kan Peng, then glanced at the pale Gen Yuhui and said in a low voice, "Can't you see that Junior Martial Brother Gen's injuries haven't healed?

We can't fight recklessly with the Shanghua Sect disciples! "

"Yes!" Kan Peng replied with a lowered brow, but the yellow talisman in his hand was already prepared.

The four disciples of the Imperial Thunder Sect were also unlucky. Seeing Xiao Hua's group rushing into the Dark Mystery, they were happy in their hearts. They commanded the disciples of the other sects to take advantage of the situation and tear apart the formation set up by the disciples of the three sects. Then, they happily rushed into the Dark Mystery.

However, the pride in their hearts didn't last long. The glory of being praised by the other sect disciples only lasted for a short while before they were targeted by the Xunyan School disciples!

Of course, the Imperial Thunder Sect disciples were really awesome. They tore apart the formation of the other three sects and destroyed their plan to monopolize the Nether Orchid. This was a shortcut to the Foundation Establishment realm, a great opportunity. How could they not bear a grudge?

Xiao Hua ran away, but what about the other Imperial Thunder Sect disciples?

Could they run away?

At this time, seeing the ten Xunyan School disciples chasing after the Imperial Thunder Sect disciples, the other sects' disciples all ran away in fear. How could they help Kan Ximing and the others?

In the end, after several fights, Gen Yuhui was seriously injured and Gen Jian City was sacrificed.

If it wasn't for the strange phenomenon in the wind pillar that Kan Ximing discovered in time and desperately ran here, the three Imperial Thunder Sect disciples probably wouldn't have even seen the shadow of the Nether Orchid before they died in the hands of the Xunyan School disciples!

Of course, when Kan Ximing reached the side of the wind pillar, the Xunyan Cult disciples had no choice but to stop and focus their attention on the Nether Orchid. Only then did Kan Ximing heave a sigh of relief and let Gen Yuhui quickly consume some medicinal pellets to recuperate.

"Xiao Hua, ah, Xiao Hua, you're really hateful. Not only did you not listen to I's command, but you actually dared to charge into the formation without my permission!

You clearly have the strength to break the formation, but you didn't tell I. You can't follow the big picture. This kind of loose cultivator's consciousness is really hateful!

When I return to the Imperial Thunder Sect, I will definitely report to my Sect Master and ask him to punish you!

Hateful, truly hateful! "

Kan Xi Ming cursed Xiao Hua three or four times in his heart. Clearly, he hated Xiao Hua to the extreme. He had long forgotten about Xiao Hua's contribution in breaking the formation and allowing them to enter the Netherworld.

Meanwhile, Kan Xi Ming's gaze had been wandering around the wind pillar, trying to find traces of Xiao Hua, Xun Shu, and the others!

"Senior Brother Kan, stop looking!"

Kan Peng sneered, "I'm afraid that Xiao Hua has already died. Think about it, if Xunyan School's disciples are chasing us, what are Shanghua Sect and Qiqiao Sect's disciples doing?

They're definitely chasing after Xiao Hua. We're already in this state, can they still live?

Besides, we've already seen the strange phenomenon around the wind pillar. They still haven't come, and … "

Before Kan Peng could finish his words, a sharp sound appeared near Kan Peng's left amidst the clamor and the whistling of the wind!

"Damn it, they're finally here!"

Kan Xi Ming smiled bitterly. Seeing the Qiqiao Sect's disciple flying over to attack, he slapped his hand and threw out a Seal of Ice Talisman. A ball of light blue light flew into the air and met the incoming icicles!

"Take Junior Brother Gen to the wind pillar ~" Kan Xi Ming ordered. His body flew up, and as he placed a Vajra Talisman on himself, he raised his voice.

"Yes, this disciple understands!"

Kan Peng didn't dare to be negligent. He placed his hand on Gen Yuhui's shoulder and threw out a Flight Talisman, ready to take him away.

"Haha, Imperial Thunder Sect's disciple, where do you think you're going!"

Another voice rang out from the gust of wind. Before the voice even faded away, a crimson red brilliance lit up in the air not far from Kan Peng. A Seven Skills Sect disciple held a foot-long red palm-leaf fan and waved it towards Kan Peng. The crimson red brilliance came from the palm-leaf fan!

"Ah??

Magic treasure?

Yang Leaf Fan! "

Seeing the palm-leaf fan surrounded by tiny flames, Kan Peng cried out involuntarily. The might of the magic treasure couldn't be concealed even by the wind.

Kan Peng couldn't care less about taking Gen Yuhui with him. He withdrew his hand and took out a three inch long black stick from his storage pouch. It was his favorite magic treasure, the Thunder Roll. The Yang Leaf Fan was slowly fanned in the Seven Skills Sect's disciple's hand. The surrounding Heaven and Earth Ling Qi was absorbed by the Yang Leaf Fan. First, a crimson flame appeared, then countless flames gathered together to form a fire dragon. The fire dragon was driven by the Yang Leaf Fan and flew towards Kan Peng. The fire dragon absorbed the Heaven and Earth Ling Qi and grew even bigger. When it got close to Kan Peng, it was already three feet long!

Kan Peng clenched his teeth and sent all the magic power in his body into the Thunder Roll. Countless tiny lightning bolts surged out and formed a lightning net in front of Kan Peng in the blink of an eye!

"Go!"

Kan Peng waved the Thunder Roll weakly. The lightning net let out a rumbling sound and flew towards the fire dragon.

In the blink of an eye, the lightning net sank into the Fire Dragon. "Crackle!" A series of loud crackling noises rang out. The lightning on the lightning net flickered several times. Before it disappeared, the Fire Dragon's power was greatly reduced!

However, the Yang Leaf Fan was, after all, a magical treasure. Thirty percent of the fire dragons were annihilated by the lightning roll. Even more fire dragons were able to pass through the lightning net with a snap of the fingers and drown Kan Peng and Gen Yuhui with lightning speed.

Kan Peng and Gen Yuhui already had defensive yellow talismans around their bodies to resist Ming Xi's wind. But at this time, under the scorching heat of the fire dragon, the yellow talismans simply couldn't resist for even a moment and were annihilated in an instant. "Senior Apprentice Brother Kan, save me!" Kan Peng shouted and continuously placed defensive yellow talismans on his body.

As for Gen Yuhui, he was even more miserable. He only felt a burning pain all over his body. He only had time to scream before his body began to rapidly melt!

He turned into a pile of ash and was blown away by Ming Xi's wind!

Kan Peng's resistance was futile. How could a few yellow talismans resist a magic treasure?

After a few breaths of time, he followed in Gen Yuhui's footsteps!

"Hmph ~ Imperial Thunder Sect disciple!

You're only so-so! "

The Seven Skills Sect disciple proudly smiled. Without stopping, he slapped his hand and took out a pill. Just as he was about to put it into his mouth, a chuckle sounded from the side. "I've been waiting for you for a long time!

Leave this Yang Leaf Fan to I! "

As he spoke, a cultivator wearing a black Daoist robe suddenly broke free from his battle with another Shang Hua Sect disciple. He waved his hand and a fist-sized blue bead flew out. A layer of blue light rippled out from the bead and rushed towards the Seven Possibilities Sect disciple like a tide!

(To be continued.)

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