My Disciples Are All Villains Chapter 101
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Chapter 101: : Someone from the Palace
Lu Zhou already knew Ding Fanqiu was holding back earlier . However, to him, regardless of how many leaves Ding Fanqiu had, he was still just a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator .
When the fifth leaf sprouted, the witchcraft circles stopped growing . Waves and waves of energy swept out forcefully from Ding Fanqiu’s Hundred Insight Tribulation avatar, leaving ripples in its wake .
Boom!
“I’ve been waiting for this!”
Several hundred soldiers were sent flying by the energy waves . The others were forced to retreat . They did not dare to advance .
Ding Fanqiu moved at lightning speed . His Five-leaf avatar’s energy covered a much wider area compared to before .
Many cultivators cried out in pain as they were sent flying before they died . The soldiers who could not dodge in time were drowned by the waves of energy and fell to the ground .
The Five-leaf avatar left corpses of the soldiers in its wake .
Ding Fanqiu had taken the lives of several hundred men with just one strike!
The soldiers and cultivators retreated again!
Someone shouted, “Calm down! They’re restricted by the Grand Witchcraft Formation! They can’t escape even if they sprout wings . We’ll just wait until they’re too exhausted to fight back!”
The soldiers and cultivators retreated a few hundred meters away and looked at them hungrily like a tiger looking at its prey . They were not stupid . There was no need for them to directly clash with Ding Fanqiu at this point .
The Grand Witchcraft Formation is growing stronger!”
“Damnit!” One of Ding Fanqiu’s disciples cursed .
Ding Fanqiu did not let his guard down even though he managed to kill so many people . He finally decided to descend and recall his avatar . The Hundred Tribulation Insight avatar consumed too much of his Primal Qi . He had to conserve his strength .
The Grand Witchcraft Formation continued to grow . Although its speed was much slower now, if this continued, they would be bound sooner or later .
Little Yuan’er looked at the Grand Witchcraft Formation that was growing closer and closer to them as she asked in a slightly trembling voice, “Master… what now?”
‘Master?’ Ding Fanqiu turned to look at Lu Zhou and Little Yuan’er . He was certain he did not hear wrongly . He had planned on forcefully taking Little Yuan’er away in the midst of the chaos . At that time, there was nothing she could do about that old man’s life and death . He asked, “The old householder is your master?”
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Little Yuan’er rolled her eyes and said, “You’re annoying, do you know that? What’s it to you? If you continue to ramble on, I’ll ask my master to clobber you to death!”
“…” For unknown reasons, Ding Fanqiu did not lose his temper when he heard Little Yuan’er provocative words . He only remained silent as he thought to himself, ‘It’s truly a shame if I can’t make her my disciple!’
Lu Zhou stroked his beard . His expression was aloof . He would take Ding Fanqiu’s life with an item card if Ding Fanqiu made any sudden movement . An item card would undoubtedly be able to kill a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator .
Ding Fanqiu looked at Lu Zhou again . He discovered Lu Zhou was still as calm as ever . Suspicion rose in his heart as he probed Lu Zhou’s aura and cultivation base again . ‘He’s weak! Truly weak! At most, he has connected three meridians in the Brahman Sea realm . He doesn’t seem to be hiding his true cultivation base . Once the Grand Witchcraft Formation reaches him and takes effect, he’ll have to defend himself with his Primal Qi . At that time, he won’t have a way to conceal his strength . I wonder who he is? How did he become the little girl’s master?!’
At this moment, the witchcraft circles’ speed increased! In just a blink of an eye, it covered the entire jetty . It was as though a giant translucent bowl had fallen from the skies . The Grand Witchcraft Formation was officially completed!
The witchcraft’s light, even the sight of it, and its Primal Qi affected the target’s judgment, consciousness, and could even corrode its target’s cultivation base!
At this moment, the world seemed to have plunged into darkness!
“Run!” Ding Fanqiu’s expression changed slightly . Before the witchcraft spell completely entered his Extraordinary Eight Meridians and blocked his dantian’s sea of Qi, he had to leave this place as quickly as possible . He turned around and saw his three disciples were drenched in sweat . He was the only one at the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm . He could not bring so many people to escape with him . He looked at Lu Zhou again . He said, “Old householder, I don’t care what kind of elite you are, but you and I must work together now if we want to leave! The Grand Witchcraft Formation will render us powerless in no time at all . ”
Lu Zhou shook his head . His current cultivation base was only in the Brahman Sea Eight Meridians realm . He could not even be considered as an eight meridians expert yet . Moreover, his avatar was the lowly Mighty Four Quadrants . If he manifested it, it would only be slightly larger than a monkey . It would be of no use at all . He stroked his beard and said indifferently, “…you’re not worth it . ”
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When Ding Fanqiu heard this, he said haughtily, “If I didn’t summon my Hundred Tribulation Insight avatar earlier, you’ll be dead by now! The palace has laid down this Grand Formation to guard this place . Now that the trap has been triggered, we won’t be able to leave if we don’t act now . Currently, I’m the only one capable of escaping from this place . ” Then, he turned to Little Yuan’er who seemed to be in a daze . “Little girl, I’m giving you a final chance . Come with me, I’ll bring you away from this dangerous situation!”
“Get lost!” Little Yuan’er said angrily .
A regretful expression appeared on Ding Fanqiu’s face . He shook his head before he said, “If that’s the case, I’ll leave on my own and leave you to your fate!” After he finished speaking, he moved at lightning speed as energy surged out of his body again . The witchcraft was already invading his meridians! ‘If I don’t leave now, I’ll be stuck here forever!’
Just a few moments ago, Ding Fanqiu was still hesitant about leaving his disciples here . However, he did not hesitate now . He did not have the time to hesitate now after all . He fully unleashed his power at the Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm at this moment . He shot domineeringly into the air as he attempted to break free from the bind of the Grand Witchcraft Formation .
The seemingly toxic green smoke that had risen from the purple circles obstructed Ding Fanqiu’s vision .
“Master, don’t leave me here!”
Master!”
Ding Fanqiu’s three disciples cried out when they saw their master had almost left the boundary of the formation . Their cultivation bases were only in the Divine Court realm . Moreover, they were already weakened by the witchcraft trap . How could they possibly leave the Grand Formation?
The three of them put together could not even compare to Little Yuan’er .
Little Yuan’er merely felt a minor effect . The Supreme Purity Jade Slip was much better than other cultivation methods, after all .
Lu Zhou looked around him . Nobody approached him . He looked up and Ding Fanqiu rose higher and higher into the sky .
Although Ding Fanqiu’s vision was blurry, he continued to unleash another wave of energy .
Lu Zhou shook his head, ‘What a shame! If only he was bold enough to take a gamble! If he had used his Hundred Tribulations avatar, he might have a chance . If he doesn’t, he’ll certainly fail . ”
This Grand Witchcraft Formation was on another level compared to ordinary Grand Formations . Even the Grand Formation he laid out when he captured Ye Tianxin near Bluesun Mountain could not compare to this Grand Witchcraft Formation . A mere Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator trying to break free without using his avatar was similar to trying to build castles in the sky!
Lu Zhou shook his head . ‘How can you underestimate such a Formation?’
All of a sudden .
Whoosh!
In the distant sky, a streak of energy with a clearly different color from the witchcraft circle shot toward Ding Fanqiu . It was a feathered arrow wrapped in robust energy! Because of its speed, it seemed to create sparks from its friction with the air! The feathered arrow flew into the range of the Grand Witchcraft Formation at lightning speed and hit Ding Fanqiu!
Ding Fanqiu who was caught off guard fell rapidly from the sky . The arrow pierced through his layer of protective energy, causing it to burst like a balloon . His Primal Qi leaked into the surroundings, rolling out in majestic waves all over the area and leaving ripples in its wake .
It was a spectacular sight to behold!
Puh!
Ding Fanqiu spat out a mouthful of fresh blood in the sky .
Bam!
Ding Fanqiu crashed through a building, destroying it in the process . The energy around him instantly dispersed the moment he hit the building .
It was an archer! It was a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm archer! An elite had arrived! Only a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm archer could land a hit on Ding Fanqiu from such a distance under these circumstances . Also, the archer must have a certain level of skill . Who could that person be?
Under Great Yan’s skies, there was only one person who could pull off such a shocking feat, easily piercing through a Five-leaf avatar elite’s protective energy layer . It must have been the most powerful person among the Three Godly Archers! He was here!
At this moment, everyone’s attention was focused on the arrow!
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