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Chapter 1750 The scholar becomes a saint and travels thousands of miles(2/2)

Some people have already burst into tears when they think of their 80-year-old mother and children waiting to be fed.

Some people have already laid down their weapons.

There was originally no conflict between the Tianlei Kingdom and the Fengling Kingdom, but these practitioners wanted the two countries to fight, killing and injuring countless soldiers.

They were very resistant to this.

Bang! Bang!

More and more soldiers dropped their weapons, raised their heads, and looked coldly at the practitioners in the sky.

"Shut up!"

"We must fight!"

One practitioner scolded.

They have discovered a rule before, that is, the more deaths there are on the battlefield, the more mysterious energy and blood power they can absorb, which can promote their cultivation.

Therefore, they are eager for war.

As this secret spreads in the practice world of Qingtian World, countless practitioners control mortal kingdoms, allowing them to start wars for various reasons.

But today, someone actually came to stop it!

This simply cuts off their spiritual path!

"Kill them all!"

These dozens of practitioners immediately unified their stance and attacked Li Qingniu, Wen Sheng and others at the same time.

Poof!

The sharp lightsaber slashed down, and even though Li Qingniu had the combat power of the Divine Origin Realm, his chest was chopped open and he fell into a pool of blood.

"No war!"

Literary Sage raised his long sword high and struck the fallen aura of a Shenyuan realm practitioner. The whole person flew backwards and was instantly wiped out.

However, his voice echoed throughout the world.

When the hundreds of thousands of soldiers heard this, their eyes were red.

They also want to prevent war.

However, they don't have the courage.

But today, after witnessing the death of two kind-hearted old men trying to stop the war, the anger and murderous intent in their hearts completely exploded. They picked up their weapons again and stabbed the dozens of practitioners in the sky.

"snort!"

"A swarm of ants!"

This group of practitioners cursed angrily, relying on the light shield on their bodies to easily block damage from mortal weapons.

"what to do?"

"What else can we do? Kill them all."

"However, these people who died in the hands of practitioners will not emit that special energy and blood, which will not allow us to improve our cultivation. It is a pity."

These practitioners are helpless.

"Kill them all!"

A Shenyuan realm monk was ready to take action.

But, just at this moment.

A gust of wind blew between heaven and earth.

The literary saint who was supposed to die actually reshaped his body in a flash of golden light, and the wound on Li Qingniu's chest healed automatically and returned to life.

Boom!

The void with a radius of thousands of miles suddenly shook, countless thunders flashed, causing a sensation in all directions, and traces of wonderful aura floated into the bodies of Li Qingniu and Wen Sheng respectively, causing their momentum to continue to skyrocket.

"What happened?"

A practitioner was shivering.

At this moment, the auras emanating from Li Qingniu and Wen Sheng actually gave them a feeling of excitement when facing a quasi-sage and a half-immortal, and their eyelids couldn't help but beat wildly.

"I don't know either."

"Attack them quickly!"

The other practitioners became cruel and took action directly.

Tear it apart!

Dozens of brilliant sword lights fell down, each one was a thousand meters long, and their power was astonishing. However, Wen Sheng looked over coldly, and all the sword lights quickly collapsed.

This scene is shocking.

"Very good, it's done."

Ye Feng hid behind the scenes and watched, feeling very good.

【ps: Good night everyone!】

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