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Chapter 409 Some stories don't need to be known(3/3)

If it were in Donghua Mountain, where the real cliff academy is located, and Mao Xiaodong had taken the same action, I'm afraid it would still be able to maintain an area of ​​800 feet.

This skill was not the orthodox mountain-moving secret technique of the Confucian Academy. It allowed Mao Xiaodong to step into the Jade Pu Realm. The flaw was that the Cliff Academy was incomplete in form and spirit, and basically stayed in Donghua Mountain.

But it's not a big problem.

As long as no outsiders intervene, the two remaining assassins will still have to commit their lives here.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Mao Xiaodong withdraws his magical power from Xiaotiandi at this moment, he temporarily returns Donghua Mountain to Yuanying Liang who guards the gate of the academy.

It's a little difficult to kill the enemy, but not so difficult to protect yourself.

But if that happens, it's not a happy thing.

Mao Xiaodong frowned.

A flying sword, like a golden ear of wheat, suddenly broke into this small world.

After suddenly hovering high in the sky, the tip of the sword was raised and then lowered, repeating this process, pointing in one direction.

Without saying a word, Mao Xiaodong withdrew his magical power and returned to the realm of Nascent Soul cultivation.

Chen Ping'an, who had been standing on the rooftop watching the battle, didn't even need Mao Xiaodong's heartfelt notification.

A shot of the sword gourd was taken out on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.

A square-inch talisman in Chen Ping'an's sleeve burned with a bang. He did not choose to target the Yuanyuan Realm old man. Instead, he shrunk to the ground and went straight to the Nine Realm Sword Cultivator, who had instant killing power and was even more terrifying.

If anyone were watching, they would definitely feel that Chen Pingan had chosen the wrong opponent.

At the same time, two "divine true bodies" of the Day Travel God and the Night Travel God, one foot tall, fell from the sky more majesticly than the previous military monks, and before Chen Pingan took action, they took the lead in hitting the great master of martial arts.

The god of sun travel wears golden armor, his whole body is shining with light, and he holds an ax in both hands.

The Night Travel God wears a pair of pitch black armor and holds a large halberd.

Mao Xiaodong smiled knowingly.

He also slapped the ruler and then rushed towards the Nine Realm Sword Cultivator.

The Yuanyuan realm warrior who was determined to die here was not afraid of fighting in the small world created by Mao Xiaodong.

When Mao Xiaodong hurriedly withdraws his magical power for some unknown reason, it stands to reason that as long as he cooperates sincerely with the Golden Core Sword Cultivator, he might have some chance of winning.

But just when the situation improved and it was no longer a certain death situation, the Far Traveling Realm warrior hesitated, then stood up and fled far away.

The sword cultivator was slightly surprised at first, and then ran away without saying a word.

Mao Xiaodong said: "Since we don't have the upper hand, we should not pursue the enemy."

He just found that Chen Pingan had stopped walking a long time ago and had no intention of chasing after him. However, he did not immediately put away the two wandering gods of day and night and let the fairy money slip away from the money bag.

Mao Xiaodong came to Chen Pingan, "I will take you back to the academy after I take a short rest."

Chen Pingan nodded, still looking in all directions and listening in all directions. Even the hand that went around his shoulder to hold the hilt of the sword behind him did not loosen its fingers.

Let your palms burn and your flesh and blood become blurred.

At a young age, he has grown up in the world.

That Nine Realm Sword Cultivator had a close friend die here, and his murderous intention became even more serious.

Therefore, Chen Pingan immediately chose this person as the target of the fight.

For an old martial artist in the Far Traveling Realm, no one can predict that he will retreat when there is a way out. But at least compared to the Golden Core Sword Cultivator, this person is more likely to leave his allies and leave the dangerous area and retreat on his own.

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Mao Xiaodong withdrew from Xiaotiandi in an instant.

Chen Ping'an made this decision in just a split second.

Therefore.

This move would make a far-traveling martial artist fearful and make speculations. For example, why did the other party choose a more dangerous swordsman to attack? Is he really planning to close the net? Or is there another trap waiting for them?

Chen Pingan released his hand holding the sword, and at the same time took back the true body talisman of the two gods who exuded rare power.

After the world was restored, frightened screams could be heard all around.

Chen Ping'an glanced not far away, and saw the head of the golden body warrior lying on the ground.

Three died and two escaped.

"Ready to go."
Chapter completed!
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