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Chapter 192 One vs Five
The black light blasted out and split into two beams, each equal and without favoritism.

Zhou Yuanxing retreated quickly, finally pulled out the sword, and thrust it forward fiercely. As if there was a dragon's roar, the black torrent was split in half and disappeared with a hiss.

Wu Ya then used a secret technique, golden light appeared all over his body, and he struck out with the Arhat Palm.

After several rounds of fierce fighting, Zhou Yuanxing's breath was steady and his fighting spirit was strong, while Wuya's silver hair was disheveled and he looked a little depressed.

"You're too weak." Chen Lang took a quick glance and said one sentence that caused Wu Ya's injuries to worsen.

"Is that all? I'm disappointed."

Chen Lang threw the sword away and it flew back into the scabbard. Then he took out another banner and held it in his left hand. "I have another one."

Boom!

The superposition of the two domains made the power even more terrifying, and before he could use his magical powers, the precious light on Wu Ya's body began to fade and cracks appeared.

Wu Ya's eyes suddenly focused. He had a bad feeling because in the Xuantian Diagram, his body was broken and he died.

Then, a dragon roar was heard, Zhou Yuanxing drew his sword, and the secret sword technique reappeared.

Feeling the surging power, Wu Ya felt even more uneasy. His mentality was shaken because Zhou Yuanxing also used this trick in the Xuantian Map.

Chen Lang also realized this. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the secret sword technique, the body that is invulnerable to all kinds of attacks, all seemed familiar. It turned out that the world was full of repetitions.

He held up the Sansheng Plate in his hand and said with a smile, "Why, you want to gamble again, who will die this time?"

"Am looking forward to."

Zhou Yuanxing was calm. This fight was different from the one in Xuantiantu after all. He had many tricks that he hadn't used yet, and the outcome would not be the same.

"Chen Lang, today is the day to worship our ancestors. What good will it do you if you obstruct the practice?" Someone outside said loudly when he saw that the situation was not good.

The stone pen is in Chen Lang's hands. If he doesn't hand it over, there is no way to proceed.

"Elder, if the fighting continues, our ancestral tomb will be destroyed. Can you do something about it?" Someone asked the temple keeper for help to end the battle.

The temple keeper sighed, "I am old and can no longer fight. I have dealt with the dead all my life. Aren't you still alive?"

This left the disciples speechless, but seeing that he was already old, they wondered how capable a gravekeeper could be. He might not even be as good as them, so they did not hold out any hope.

"Don't talk nonsense. Come if you don't agree." Chen Lang responded coldly.

Several people had cold looks on their faces. Chen Lang also knew that there were still a bunch of magical weapons that had not appeared, so he was waiting.

Suddenly, someone said, "The one from Goddess Peak is here!"

In the distance, the woman with a veil on her face appeared. She was attracted by the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth caused by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and was very surprised at the moment.

"Elder, can we fight in the ancestral mausoleum now? When did the rules change?"

"The rules haven't changed, but my stone pen has been taken away," said the temple keeper.

"Oh."

Murong Zhen nodded, "It's a good thing I came early."

Anyway, she has already carved her name and completed all the rituals of ancestor worship.

"Murong Zhen! Please stay." Seeing her move to leave, Wu Ya said loudly: "Chen Lang disrupted the rules and destroyed the ancestral worship. Brother Zhou is defending the rules. Why are you leaving just like that?"

"But I have already completed it." Murong Zhen said.

"If he destroys this place, we might have to reopen it then," Wu Ya said.

"Please, Senior Sister Murong, help teach Chen Lang a lesson." A disciple made the request. She had a Feixian fan in her hand, which was as valuable as a ruler.

This place is far away from the sect, and we don’t know when the elders will be able to come, so we can only ask them for help.

"But the Feixian Fan doesn't belong to me either. It's a treasure from the Goddess Peak. I have to return it, and there's a price to pay for using it." Murong Zhen added. "The bill is on me!" Wu Ya said.

"Okay."

Murong Zhen suddenly took out a feather fan and fanned Chen Lang hard.

With a loud bang, the sky turned upside down, the yellow flags rolled violently, and the black domain began to disintegrate. This area was originally dark and silent, but after being torn apart, the souls hidden under the silence emerged, flying all over the sky, as black as ravens.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was beaten back to its original form.

Chen Lang looked at her coldly and swung his sword hard to kill her.

"Be careful, this is a soul attack!" Zhou Yuanxing quickly reminded.

The sword energy was overwhelming, and Murong Zhen had no chance to dodge. After she endured the sword energy, she was dazed for a moment, "Such a heavy resentment."

Then, she continued to wave the Feixian Fan, causing the other Wanhun Banner's domain to disintegrate as well. The dead souls wailed, and chaos arose everywhere.

However, silence is the most terrifying. Now there is a lot of noise, but the pressure has dropped suddenly. Wuya's eyes are bright. Chen Lang's magic sword is really ineffective against Murong!

It turns out that there are times when you are restrained.

hum!
Zhou Yuanxing took back the ruler, and the Buddha's light staff in Wuya's hand regained its power, illuminating the surrounding area.

Chen Lang was forced to step back and stare at Murong Zhen.

"Chen Lang, hand over the slate pencil and go back to accept the punishment." Wu Ya said, "Look at what you are doing, otherwise don't blame everyone for targeting you."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Where are we going?"

Although the fan affected him, it was not a big problem. He used his mental skills and the black flag domain was instantly reconstructed. He dragged Murong Zhen in and attacked the three people.

This frightened many disciples. He really dared to continue fighting!
"Too presumptuous! I'll also lend a helping hand!" A cultivator took action and rushed into the battlefield carrying an ancient bell.

"If we are defeated by the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, how will our Tianjian Sect maintain its reputation?" Another cultivator entered the scene, and the giant net expanded, entangling the two black banners like water grass.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was very evil, and they had no intention of taking action before finding a countermeasure. However, the appearance of Murong Zhenhe's Flying Fairy Fan broke this balance.

“There are so many talented people.”

The temple keeper stood in the distance with a smile on his face. These disciples still had too little experience. If they had fought with the Pingtian Sect more often, they would have noticed a detail and given up this unwise move:

In a sense, the Black Banner Field is also a kind of formation. Once it is broken up, it takes a price to reunite.

But in Chen Lang's hands it was completed in an instant!
This is incredible, but it is predictable that this will be another war of attrition, and they will most likely not gain any benefit.

"You guys are going too far!"

Yan Xue'e couldn't stand it anymore. Five people beating up one person. Do they have any shame?

As soon as the canvas came out, she shouted, "Chen Lang, I'm here to help you!"

This roar frightened everyone, as if the nightmare had returned again. Not to mention the few people caught in the melee, the monks who were watching ran away instantly.

"Zhong Sheng! Stop looking at her. We can't let her take action!" Wu Ya temporarily freed himself and turned around to shout.

Anyone can join forces with Chen Lang, except the Xuantian Tu. Chen Lang's magic sword can only restrain two ancestral weapons, but if it is pulled into the Xuantian Tu, it can restrain all magic weapons.

Zhong Sheng hesitated for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed. His family had told him to try to ease the relationship with Chen Lang, so he couldn't do anything. But if he didn't take action today, it would almost be clear that he and Chen Lang were on the same side.

He doesn't mind this. Chen Lang's fighting ability is enough to be recognized, but the problem is that Chen Lang may not appreciate it!
Yan Xue'e had been working well with him before, but she was just abandoned like that, wasn't she?
After a moment of thought, Zhong Sheng took out the Natian Ring and looked at Yan Xue'e.

"Miss Yan, Brother Chen likes to fight alone, so let's not get involved."

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(End of this chapter)