Chapter 389: Changing Sides at the Last Minute

Huo Xiaoyan and the other three had their talismans and defensive magic tools ready, and were about to attack Master Chiyang in front of them. Unexpectedly, Master Chiyang would do this at this critical moment, which made them flustered.

Gan Weiwei and the others would naturally not miss this rare opportunity. The power of the Liuhe Sword Formation surged again, and the sword light covered the four people.

In an instant, the four people from Yunlan Sect had dozens of wounds on their bodies, and blood flowed out, and the space around them for them to move around had been compressed to only five feet.

"Brother Chiyang, what the hell are you doing!" In shock and anger, Chen Qinan didn't care about transmitting the sound, and directly started to curse.

Master Chiyang said nothing, as if he had a guilty conscience. He just smashed the black and red short stick at the sword light that was attacking him. In fact, he was secretly listening to the voice from above:

"Daoyou Chiyang, I can help you break the formation, but what benefits can you give me?"

"As long as you can help us break the formation, you can ask for any conditions." Master Chiyang, who was eager to break the formation, knew that this was not the time to bargain, and immediately agreed.

"Very good, first I want you to promise to give me this bitch Gan Weiwei, I want to ride her every day!" Wu Xuepeng's voice was full of resentment.

"No problem!"

"In addition, you have to promise to use all the power of the sect to help me break through the middle stage of the Jindan!"

"No problem, Daoyou, please act quickly, I can't hold on for much longer." Master Chiyang could feel that his magic power was rapidly declining at this moment. He knew that the time for the secret technique was about to end, and he was extremely anxious.

All Wu Xuepeng's requests were met, which made him very excited.

When he felt the terrifying power of the Liuhe Sword Formation for the first time, he knew that if the Yunlan Sect fell into the sword formation, they would definitely not get any good results. Once Chi Yang and others were in trouble, this was the best time for him to bargain.

In fact, he did seize the best opportunity and obtained the greatest benefit he could.

"Daoyou, please quickly knock me to the vicinity of the sword formation, and I will help Daoyou Chi Yang break the formation." In the seemingly fierce battle, Wu Xuepeng secretly sent a message to Feng Chengye on the opposite side.

Feng Chengye, who was struggling to know how to deal with the current situation, was immediately overjoyed. Without hesitation, he swung a sword in the air and chopped Wu Xuepeng heavily, smashing his defensive magic weapon directly away, and the remaining force was not dissipated, and he chopped Wu Xuepeng like this.

"Ah~"

Wu Xuepeng screamed, his clothes tore, and his body fell from the sky like a boulder, landing right on the sword formation.

Faced with this sudden change, Tong Xi and the other four people who were watching from afar were all shocked and did not respond at all.

What happened next was beyond their imagination.

"Ah~"

"Wu Xuepeng!"

A shrill scream accompanied by Gan Weiwei's roar came.

Blood splattered everywhere, and Raymond's abdomen was directly pierced by Wu Xuepeng's long sword. His face was as pale as gold paper, and his whole body was extremely weak.

"Hahahaha~ Gan Weiwei, you slut have come to this day?" Wu Xuepeng was crazy and happy at this time, and he insulted Gan Weiwei loudly.

"You... Didn't you make a heavenly oath in front of me, vowing not to betray Xuantian Sect?" Gan Weiwei didn't care about Wu Xuepeng's insults at all, but stared at the other party blankly, her eyes full of confusion.

"Haha~ You are really big-breasted and brainless. That was Wu Xuepeng's oath. What does it have to do with me, Wu Xuepeng?" Wu Xuepeng laughed even more proudly.

Next to him, Master Chiyang showed a trace of reluctance on his face, and then opened his mouth and swallowed a light golden pill. The other four also took the pills, took the time to recover their mana, and prepared for the next battle.

They all smiled. With Wu Xuepeng's defection, they now have six Jindan-level cultivators!

And the most important thing is that with Raymond's injury, the Liuhe Sword Formation on the opposite side can no longer be used, and they will definitely win.

"You...you are not Wu Xuepeng?" Gan Weiwei's face was pale, and her pearly teeth bit her red lips tightly, regretting to the extreme.

She looked at Zhan Nianchuan, who was concentrating on investigating Raymond's injuries and had a serious face, and smiled bitterly.

I am so stupid!

Zhan Nianchuan painstakingly set up such a deadly situation, but it was destroyed by himself.

In this situation, it is impossible to kill all the opponents, and even whether they can win is a big problem.

"Elder Lei is seriously injured, and even the golden elixir in his body has cracks. He urgently needs to recuperate, and it is impossible for him to fight with others." Niu Wanhe's tone was extremely heavy.

Everyone in Xuantian Sect was silent.

Raymond was seriously injured, the Liuhe Sword Formation was broken, and the six people on the opposite side were all dead.

The situation was extremely dangerous.

"Nianchuan, why don't you let them go?" Gan Weiwei whispered, her eyes full of guilt, "It's all my fault..."

"It's not a question of whether I let them go or not," Zhan Nianchuan's eyes were fierce, and he looked at the six people on the opposite side: "Once they recover, we will be really dead."

Listening to Zhan Nianchuan's words, Gan Weiwei and others understood Zhan Nianchuan's intention.

He didn't intend to let these people go, he wanted to fight to the death!

Yes, now the advantage is all on the Yunlan Sect's side. Once they recover, do they still have hope of survival?

"Brothers and sisters, today is the day of Yunlan Sect's death!" Gan Weiwei's eyes widened, she tightly grasped the long sword in her hand, and let out a sharp roar.

She wanted to fight, she wanted to kill, she wanted to cut off Wu Xuepeng's head with her own hands!

For a moment, the blood of all the Xuantian Sect monks was boiling.

Come on, let's fight!

What about Yunlan Sect? !

Feeling that the Xuantian Sect suddenly swept away the decadence of the failed plan, bursting out with amazing killing and fighting intentions, Master Chiyang's eyelids jumped immediately.

The backlash of the secret technique was extremely terrible. His current combat power was less than 20% of his heyday. What he urgently needed was recovery time, so he quickly stared at Zhan Nianchuan in the middle of the crowd and said in a deep voice:

"You are not the Holy Son of Taiqing Palace!"

He thought that he had revealed such a big secret of the other party, and the other party would be shocked and uneasy no matter what, and asked him how he knew all this.

However, he was surprised to find that the other party ignored him and had no intention of talking to him. He just said one word in a very cold way:

"Kill!"

What surprised him even more was that these Jindan realm cultivators actually roared as if they had heard the will of the Emperor of Heaven:

"Kill!"

In an instant, the five Jindan realm cultivators of Xuantian Sect violently rushed towards the six Yunlan Sect cultivators who were sitting cross-legged and regulating their breathing.