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Chapter 130- There are many things wrong with this first experience of the blue sky!

The ambushing Immortal Farming Sect backup had a strength of seventeen men. They all had great momentum, and were full of fighting spirit. What was a pity was that…that was the only thing good about them. Their strength was too weak, and among the backup of seventeen men, two were Rank 3 cultivators, while the rest were all Rank 2.

And also, the Immortal Farming Sect had fame in the nearby cultivation world for being weak in combat power. The amount of power these seventeen could unleash were extremely suspect.

At this time… the figure of the Immortal Farming Sect uncle rushed in from behind. He was wearing a pair of blue shoes, which was actually a magical treasure. Only with this magical treasure could he chase tightly behind Devil Monarch Anzhi, and acually be slightly faster than the giant Pekingese demon dog!

Of course, there was also the reason that the Pekingese demon dog wasn’t going all out to catch up. For a demon of such rank, it’s intelligence wasn’t inferior to humans. It saw that there was conflict between the Immortal Farming Sect uncle and Devil Monarch Anzhi, and it was happy to reap benefits from the side, and let the uncle be the vanguard.

Before Immortal Farming Sect uncle even reached, his voice reached. “Go! It’s the fellow in the black smoke that kidnapped Su Clan’s Ah Shiliu! Beat him up!”

Then, the uncle bellowed in rage, and leapt into the air. His body spun and transformed into the horn of a poison dragon, drilling towards Devil Monarch Anzhi. His first move was already a big move.

All the seventeen Immortal Farming Sect members followed suit with their own attacks, executing various methods of their own.

Because only Rank 4 cultivators could remotely control swords, apart from three who used bows and arrows, the rest of the Immortal Farming Sect cultivators could only leap high into the air, side by side!

With the addition of the uncle there were eighteen Immortal Farming Sect cultivators. All jumped to a height of five floors, vigorously attacking. They raised their hands and fists, and True Qi fluctuated. There were various light effects, and this was a sight even more magnificent than modern day wuxia shows.

Then, they collectively gave Devil Monarch Anzhi…0 points of damage.

The airborne Devil Monarch just laughed coldly.

‘Ding ding ding’, the attacks of the Immortal Farming Sect cultivators could only futilely produce sparks on that circular defense.

Then, under the effect of gravity, these cultivators all fell to the ground.

Devil Monarch Anzhi had never even put these weaklings in his sights. He gazes swept towards the distance, where that giant Pekingese dog was wagging it’s tongue, quickly closing the distance.

Within another ten breaths, that giant Pekingese would be able to bite him again.

“I need to get rid of these weaklings within five breaths!” Devil Monarch Anzhi said hiddenly in his heart.

“Hah!” He shouted, and that circular defense suddenly exploded, transforming into over a hundred black coloured short swords.

“Go!” Devil Monarch Anzhi roared in a low voice, and those hundred over black coloured short swords seemed to be as lively as piranhas, scattering to separately rush at the Immortal Farming Sect cultivators.

Swish swish swish swish… A succession of sounds of sharp swords cutting open flesh. Fresh blood spurted and there were continuous wails.

One breath later…

Apart from the uncle and the other two Rank 3 Immortal Farming Sect cultivators, all the rest of the Immortal Farming Sect members were lying sprawled on the ground, each person having over ten sword wounds on their body.

As soon as they had met, more than half of them were defeated. It could only be said… as expected of the Immortal Farming Sect!

“Rank 4 and above cultivators, are difficult to deal with as expected.’ The Immortal Farming Sect uncle grit his teeth.

Remote sword techniques and Rank 4 cultivation. Rank 4 cultivators had been called ‘Pseudo Core Cultivators’ in ancient times, and were just one step away from forming a Gold Core and becoming a Rank 5 Gold Core Spirit Emperor.

They had so many people, and yet still weren’t a match for the enemy.

Damnit, their Immortal Farming Sect’s strongest back up still wasn’t here yet. That person still needed time before he could rush here!

They had to hold on, at least until apprentice brother ‘Justmight’ could rush here.

As he was thinking this, the uncle’s eyes widened at the black smoke. “Huh?”