When Wu Changsheng rushed out to chase down Qin Hai with the Ten Thousand Arts Holy Sword in his hand, his eyes were already bloodshot from the slaughter. Under such circ.u.mstances, he would behead anyone who blocked Qin Hai.

Although he had hidden a powerful trump card, he, Qin Hai, was not foolish enough to fight head on with Wu Changsheng with the Myriad Arts Holy Sword. To him, this was a very disadvantageous situation, since there were so many people in the Immortal Gate, and defeating Wu Changsheng was not something he could do alone.

Qin Hai's ultimate goal was to lure Wu Changsheng out of the hall. As long as they fought their way outside, all of his true colors would be revealed.

As the vice head of an immortal sect, Wu Changsheng's position was only second to the White Feather Sword, and was truly above ten thousand people. This also gave rise to his usual extremely arrogant att.i.tude, and with his status, not only did he not touch Qin Hai, but he was even cut off by Qin Hai when he possessed the holy sword.

Because of this, the angry Wu Changsheng continued to fight his way out of the mountain. Unfortunately, he didn't have the time to kill Qin Hai.

"Qin Hai... "So you're trying to lure me out, you're such a good kid …"

Just as Wu Changsheng was hesitating whether he should give up on killing Qin Hai or not, he suddenly saw Qin Hai roar. Dragon qi flashed all over his body and several violent punches shot toward him.

With Qin Hai's current cultivation, even if he was more than a hundred feet away, his punch would be able to easily kill any nascent soul stage existence.

Even if the current Wu Changsheng who was close to the Deity Stage was attacked by the tyrannical fist force of Qin Hai, even if he did not die, he would still be severely injured.

"Good boy, I haven't killed you yet, but you still have the guts to attack me!"

"Break!"

Wu Changsheng roared and slashed out with his sword. After a loud bang, the Ten Thousand Arts Holy Sword immediately broke through Qin Hai's tyrannical fist force. Wu Changsheng only shook his mind for a moment before stabilizing his body.

However, Qin Hai did not intend to kill him this time. He only wanted to delay his escape time.

Under Xiao Ding's order, the Immortal Gate immediately turned into a large human circle, encircling Wu Changsheng.

It was already too late for Wu Changsheng to see, but he was actually standing in the middle of the circle like an expert. A bright light flickered in his eyes as he seemed to be pondering something.

"Sect Leader Wu!" "It's actually you …"

Xiao Ding frowned, his face still filled with disbelief: "Just what is going on? Why is the magic stained Sacred Sword in your hands? Could it be that all of this is your doing?"

Seeing Wu Changsheng so calmly admitting his crimes, Xiao Ding and the other disciples of the Immortal Sect all had a complex expression on their faces. Xiao Ding asked in a deep voice, "Sect Leader Wu, our Flying Immortal Sect was brought to this point by you and Master. Why did you betray our own people? Why did you do all this?"

"Hehe, I don't plan on talking to you about the details. You just need to know that with this holy sword, I can quickly enter the Soul Formation stage, and that's it."

"This old man only has one sentence, move aside, there is a way out!"

It was just as Wu Changsheng had said; he had already used a technique to transmit the entire situation to the master of the White Feather Sword Sect. He believed that the White Feather Sword would arrive here with the elders soon.

Before the arrival of the White Feather Sword's group, their current mission was to use all their might to stop Wu Changsheng, and to not let him leave this place.

"You must not leave before Master and the elders arrive here!"

"Hahahahahaha, they're still working hard outside maintaining the formation, how can they leave so easily?"

Wu Changsheng laughed loudly, but he still felt fear in his heart, and snorted heavily when he heard this. "Since you want to oppose this old man, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The devilish holy sword in Wu Changsheng's hand struck out once more, a white light infused with terrifying devil flames shot towards Xiao Ding and the rest of them.

"Not good, everyone, back off for now!"

It was unknown what movement technique Xiao Ding used, but when the sword light reached Xiao Chen, Xiao Ding instantly disappeared and the sword light flew past him.

At the same time, Wu Changsheng immediately felt the changes in the surrounding heaven and earth origin energy. He even saw a hundred afterimages of Xiao Ding appearing in front of him.

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