The Xiuxian family can't float

Chapter 152 Burning Shouyuan, killing monks in the late stage of foundation establishment!
Ling Yuansheng did not fly directly to Fufeng Qian's camp outside the formation with his sword, but flew back for a certain distance, and then flew back to Fufeng Qian's camp outside the formation.

Watching Ling Yuansheng fly away, Qian Daqing was puzzled, "What is Ling Yuansheng doing?"

But he didn't think much about it, and instantly focused his attention on the battlefield in front of him.

Ling Yuangu controlled the Golden Eagle Saber, and Qian Daqing held the dark crutches. These two late-stage Foundation Establishment monks fought together.

Ling Youxian pointed forward with a swipe, and the Duan Shui sword shot out from behind in an instant, stabbing at Qian Dafen who was in the middle stage of foundation establishment with fierce sword energy.

What he forged was the innate sword foundation. Although the foundation had just been established, its strength was comparable to that of ordinary mid-stage foundation-establishment monks.

Ling Yuangu knew that even if he was not Qian Dafen's opponent, he would definitely be able to hold out against him for a period of time. It would be safe when Ling Yuansheng destroyed the formation and returned, so he was not worried about Ling Youxian.

Ling Youdao pinched a formula, a blue light flashed, the Xuan Umbrella opened instantly, suspended above his head, a blue light flashed, and a three-foot flying sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Relying on the second-tier low-grade defensive spirit weapon Xuan Umbrella, he directly charged at Qian Mingqing with his sword.

Qian Mingqing built the foundation for many years, but he is a monk who is about to enter the middle stage of foundation establishment, and his strength is very strong in the early stage of foundation establishment.

Ling Yuangu didn't know the situation of Ling Youdao's foundation building, so he was most worried about him.

Qian Dafang, who was in the late stage of foundation establishment, took out a blue long sword, looked at Mu Yu and said quietly: "Old guy, he is almost dead, it's better not to get involved in this matter."

Hearing this, Mu Yu was not angry, but instead chuckled: "Although the old man is not far from death, it is more than enough to deal with you."

"Hmph, shameless."

Qian Dafang swung his sword, and a faint blue sword light cut towards Mu Yu.

Mu Yu smiled, and pinched the formula with his hand, a spiritual barrier appeared instantly, protecting him inside.

The faint blue sword light cut on the spiritual power shield, making a "boom", and wiped out a spark.

Mu Yu smiled and asked flatly: "How is it? Am I okay?"

Qian Dafang, who was staring at Mu Yu, was slightly surprised, "What a powerful old guy, he is about to die, yet he can still explode with such great strength."

Cultivators are still mortals, and when they approach the limit of their lifespan, the blood in their bodies will drop instantly.

More than ten years ago, the blood in Mu Yu's body was still slowly declining, but in the past two or three years, his blood has really plummeted.

Of course, Qian Dafang didn't try his best, it was just a test just now, but even so, it made him feel tricky.

"Old man, it's just the beginning."

As he said that, he quickly changed his hands, formed a complicated seal, and then slammed on the blue long sword.

Immediately, faint black and blue entangled, and the size of the long sword gradually became larger, releasing a chilling air.

Mu Yu was slightly startled, and also made a seal, a red light shot out from behind, and the red light converged on top of his head to form a four-legged, double-eared, round tripod engraved with mysterious runes. On top of the tripod was a Beast head furnace cover.

The movement of Xu Ding's appearance was too great, everyone in the battlefield saw it.

Ling Yuangu was startled, "This is..."

Ling Youdao was also surprised, "This is Grandpa's..."

……

People who have seen Ling Yuansheng sacrifice the Xu Ding can't help but wonder why Mu Yu can also sacrifice the Xu Ding. Judging from the aura emitted, it is almost the same as the Xu Ding sacrificed by Ling Yuansheng.

The Xu Ding flew out and smashed at Qian Dafang, Qian Dafang controlled the enlarged blue long sword and slashed at the Xu Ding.

The Xu Ding seemed illusory, and would collapse at the touch of a touch, but it forcibly withstood the slash of the blue-colored sword.

Both the cauldron and the great sword trembled, and the formula in Mu Yu's hand changed, the furnace cover of the virtual cauldron flew up, and the mouth of the tripod shone on the blue sword, countless airflows rushed into the cauldron, and the blue sword was also there. Move slowly.

"not good."

Qian Dafang yelled, wanting to recall his sword.

But it still fell short, the big sword kept getting smaller, and with a sound of "咻", the sword was put into the virtual cauldron, and the furnace lid flew up and closed with a "哐".

"It's not that easy to swallow my flying sword."

I saw a cyan sword shadow rampaging in the xuding, the xuding was constantly changing its shape, sometimes raised, sometimes sunken, sometimes stretched...

Mu Yu's complexion was solemn, and Qian Dafang's complexion was even more serious.

At this moment, both sides used their full strength.

After a dozen or so breaths, the cauldron suddenly burst.

"puff!"

Mu Yu and Qian Dafang spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and they immediately tapped their bodies a few times, forcing their bodies not to fall down.

I saw many red illusory fragments in the sky, slowly fading until they disappeared.

And the cyan flying sword that broke through the void tripod also had dim aura, and had fallen from a high-grade spiritual weapon to a low-grade spiritual weapon, and was even about to fall below the level of a spiritual weapon.

There are many people in the Fufeng Qian Sect, Qian Dafang pointed to a few late-stage Qi training monks beside him, and said sharply: "You guys go up and kill that old man."

Hearing this, a few people felt their legs go limp, and they were both shocked and terrified. They were Foundation Establishment cultivators, and if they rushed up, they would be looking for death.

Qian Dafang was annoyed when he saw several people disobeying his orders, and said angrily, "What? Do you want to disobey my orders and betray the family?"

Several people waved their hands again and again, and said in fear: "No...no, no, we'll go right away."

Seeing a few people hesitate and take four or five steps, Qian Dafang said: "What are you afraid of? That old thing is no longer good, I will protect you from behind, you just go ahead."

Hearing this, the few people became more courageous, holding the magic weapon in both hands, and slowly approached Mu Yu.

Ling Youdao was worried, and couldn't help shouting: "Grandpa, be careful."

He wanted to save Mu Yu, but he was restrained by Qian Mingqing, so he was at a loss.

Looking at the people who came with swords in hand, Mu Yu said with cold eyes: "Aren't you afraid of death? I'm a late-stage foundation-establishment cultivator. Killing you is like crushing an ant."

As soon as the words fell, a monk in the late stage of Qi training must have collapsed. He held the sword, pointed the tip of the sword at Mu Yu, closed his eyes, and stabbed at him with a roar.

"Bah!"

His hand was too trembling, and it was aiming at Mu Yu's chest, but it passed over his arm.

The man wept with joy: "He is dying, let's kill him quickly, kill him quickly."

Hearing this, the people behind gritted their teeth and rushed towards Mu Yu.

Mu Yu snorted coldly, as if a flame was burning ragingly, the aura around him rose instantly, and he quickly returned to the stage of complete victory.

With a big wave of his hand, the few people who rushed were directly photographed several feet away.

His figure was like lightning, he came to Qian Dafang in an instant, and slammed the opponent's chest with a red palm.

"puff!"

Looking at Mu Yu, Qian Dafang said unwillingly: "Burning life yuan!"

(End of this chapter)