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The old man was controlling his spiritual giant at this time, and suddenly punched the puppet snake. The powerful spiritual power release made the faces of the surrounding cultivators change.

"This spiritual power is so terrifying! Coupled with this unique spiritual power incarnation, it is most likely Maoshan Zhenjun himself!" Someone guessed secretly.

Li Wen stood beside the old man, looking at the puppet snake opposite with a solemn face, but his mind was all on the old man.

Li Wen had heard of Maoshan Zhenjun's name on the way to Zhongbei Country.

Among the Jindan cultivators in Zhongbei Country, Maoshan Zhenjun has the most profound cultivation. Maoshan Zhenjun never shows his true face. Many people see him in different appearances when they meet Maoshan Zhenjun, including old men, young men, tall, short, fat and thin.

It is obviously impossible to recognize Maoshan Zhenjun from his appearance, but the only thing that does not change is the spiritual giant he transformed into. His temperament is extraordinary and unforgettable after just one look.

The old man's spiritual giant punched the puppet snake's body, smashing it and sending it flying.

Seeing this, the other stone statues broke away from the battle and attacked the old man.

Seeing this, the old man snorted coldly, then waved his hand, and a ball of spiritual power appeared in his palm. At the same time, a large ball of spiritual power also appeared in the palm of the tall spiritual giant.

"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!" A sneer appeared on the old man's face, and then he threw the spiritual power in his palm quickly.

The spiritual power exploded into dozens of small balls in the air and headed towards the statue that was approaching the old man quickly.

"This is the trick of Master Maoshan. It seems that this old man is really Master Maoshan." Someone recognized the trick the old man had just used, and his face changed.

When this was said, many people were shocked. They didn't expect that Master Maoshan, who had been famous for many years, would appear in this place.

Hearing the surprised voices of the crowd, the old man could not help but snort and said to Li Wen: "Boy, I am in a special situation now. Those stone statues cannot be attacked in place. I see that you are good at controlling the sword. There will be a few fish that slip through the net in a while. You use your flying sword to resist, and I will be able to connect immediately."

Li Wen nodded after hearing this, and then split the Tai'a sword into four, looking firmly at the stone statues in the distance that were about to collide.

Li Wen heard all the discussions of the crowd. He did not expect that the old man beside him who looked plain was actually a famous monk in Zhongbei Country.

At this time, many monks who had been hiding their skills stood up and said to the old man after confirming that the old man was Maoshan Zhenjun: "Zhenjun, I will help you!"

"Count me in!"

"With a great enemy at hand, it is our duty."

For a while, the cheers that came one after another resounded in the sea of ​​grass.

Maoshan Zhenjun glanced at everyone, and a look of disdain appeared in his eyes.

A huge explosion sounded, and the old man's scattered spiritual power hit the statue. A powerful shock wave was dispersed, razing the nearby sea of ​​grass to the ground.

Some monks were standing close to the statue, and they flew backwards before they could react.

"Hiss!" Some people couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when they saw this situation.

Everyone present was a Jindan-stage monk. Although the gap between each small level after the Jindan-stage monk was huge, facing the stone statues that had just fought with many monks, everyone still recognized the strength of these statues from the bottom of their hearts, but compared with the strength of Maoshan Zhenjun, the difference was immediately determined.

"Everyone has heard that Maoshan Zhenjun can successfully enter the Yuanying-stage monk in at most a hundred years. Now, judging from this strength, even if he is not promoted to a Yuanying monk, he should be able to fight with him."

Some people were silent at this time, calculating the gap between themselves and the old man.

Li Wen's Tai'a sword floating beside him suddenly moved and flew quickly towards the place where the explosion just happened.

As the flying sword was submerged in the smoke, everyone only heard a crisp sound of metal and stone hitting each other.

The old man couldn't help but look happy when he heard this sound: 'You did a good job, kid! '

After that, the spiritual power condensed in his palm again: "It's almost time, kid, take your flying sword away quickly, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep it when the time comes."

Li Wen smiled faintly when he heard this: 'Senior, just do it! '

The old man heard this and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and nodded after a few breaths.

A large group of spiritual power flew out again, flying towards the smoke and dust. As the spiritual power passed through the smoke and dust, a large number of holes appeared in the entire smoke and dust.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Several dull collisions appeared, and many stone statues emerged from the smoke and dust with broken bodies.

The puppet snake also reacted at this time, and quickly jumped up from the spot and flew towards the position where the old man was standing.

"I expected these statues to be extraordinary, but I didn't expect them to be so hard." A look of surprise appeared on the old man's face.

Li Wen did not dare to be careless at this time. He thought that the strength of this old man named Maoshan Zhenjun could easily deal with these statues. Now it seems that he was a little whimsical.

"Looking for death!" Many cultivators roared, and then they all sacrificed their magic weapons to attack the incomplete statues.

Various colors of light flashed on the sea of ​​grass, smashing many statues.

Seeing this, the old man said lightly: "This is more or less!"

Li Wen's consciousness was fully open at this time, fully monitoring the battle nearby. As long as there was something wrong in the battle, the first thing he had to do was to run away quickly.

After all, life is still important now.

The large number of magic weapons that appeared in the field slowed down the speed of many statues, but even so, there were still a few statues that escaped and ran out.

The pupils of the crowd couldn't help but shrink suddenly after seeing the statues.

It was originally thought that in the first round of attacks just now, all the statues should be incomplete or damaged.

But at this time, the several statues that emerged from the smoke and dust were not intact and had no signs of being attacked.

"How did these statues appear? It doesn't look like what we had before!"

The other Jindan stage cultivators were constantly attacking other statues. Someone else helped. At this time, the old man couldn't help but feel a lot more relaxed.

"Boy, wait until this crisis is over, and go back quickly!" The old man said coldly.

Li Wen didn't say anything, but nodded gently.

Many Jindan stage cultivators tried their best to stop the statues' actions at this time, but the old man waved his hand gently at everyone.

"True Lord, what do you mean by this!" Someone carefully transmitted a message to the old man.

The old man frowned and snorted coldly after listening to what these people said. He waved his sleeves casually, and the spiritual giant who was dozens of feet tall suddenly disappeared.