C93 Reversal (III) (1/2)
While they were talking, Jin Ming had returned, but his black clothes were tattered, his face was pale white, and it seemed like it was not easy for him to win. Although Dong Lang and the other two had obtained victory in a small battle, it was still not enough for the overall battlefield. The number of disciples in the Thunderclap was equal to that of the four pavilions, and the disciples of Quaternary Pavilion and Everlasting Pavilion did not participate either, so most of the disciples in the battlefield were from Sword Pavilion and Poison Pavilion. As a result, the casualties of the disciples of the two pavilions were rather heavy, while in the distance, the battle between the four Pavilion Master s and the elders was still continuing.
Dong Lang adjusted his breathing, and the zhenyuan began to recover. Using the strangulation in his hands, he cast the Primordial Ten Arrays once again, wrapping Emperor Loulan inside, ”Are you guys still able to hold on?” Dong Lang looked towards Chi Mo and Jin Ming.
”What a joke, even if I were to be poisoned to death a hundred times over, it wouldn't be a problem.” Jin Ming clapped his hands and said indifferently.
”Let's have a big game, shall we?” Dong Lang laughed dryly.
”Big?” Chi Mo was a little doubtful.
”Emperor Loulan is currently at the mid to late stages of the Heavenly Dao, but very few people have noticed this situation. We can use this point to slaughter all the elites of the Thunderclap. ”Hee hee …” Dong Lang laughed sinisterly.
”Good idea. ”I agree.”
”I also agree.”
”Even so, all of you should enter the formation to rest. Prepare to engage at any time.” Dong Lang waved his sleeves and kept the two of them.
”First, I have to make myself look a bit more miserable, only then will I be able to attract more people.” Dong Lang had killed a few disciples and smeared their blood on his own body. After walking a few steps forward, Dong Lang caught sight of a familiar figure. How could he forget about that figure? At this moment, he was wearing a brown robe, and his clothes were already stained with blood. His legs had also suffered many wounds, and at this moment, he was being chased by a disciple from the Thunderclap s, who was only at the peak of the Early Sky Realm, so how could he win against a late stage opponent? At this moment, he was wearing a brown robe, and his clothes were already covered with many wounds, and on his legs, he was being chased by a disciple from a Thunderclap Late Sky Realm.
”Heehee hee …” You will be the fifteenth disciple of the Snow Wind Hall who died under my hands. Wait a while, I will pierce your heads together and let you have companions on the way … ” Chinese goatee herb stuck out his tongue and laughed.