The Xiuxian family can't float

Chapter 289 Qian's Last Stand
Ling Dingxi was only a monk in the early stage of foundation establishment, and his strength was not strong. He was suppressed and beaten by a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment of the Qian family.

Three flying needles were shot one after another, the speed was extremely fast, and she controlled the spirit sword in her hand to chop one flying.

Then activate a defensive talisman of the second-tier low-grade, and the whole body is immediately surrounded by a layer of light curtain.

"Ding!"

The flying needle pierced through the protective cover in an instant, and its power was greatly reduced, so she barely knocked it into the air.

It's too late, it's too soon.

The third flying needle was approaching, but she was powerless to resist it.

The smoke of death filled the air, and there was a deep sense of despair in those beautiful eyes.

Just at this moment, a group of golden light enveloped it.

The flying needle shot into the golden light, as if it was stuck in the crack of the stone, unable to move forward or backward.

"I'm not dead?"

Ling Dingxi opened his suspicious eyes, looking at everything in front of him, he couldn't believe it.

"Who saved me?"

The Qian family's Foundation Establishment cultivator who made the shot was shocked, and looked in the direction where the golden light was flying, and saw Ling Jiexin flying towards him immediately after easily killing the clansman.

"what!"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Qian Clan panicked. The clansman who was killed just now was also a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, but within two or three breaths, he was killed by the flying murderer.

Although his own strength was stronger than that of the clansman who was killed just now, his strength was very limited. It is estimated that he could only last four or five breaths in the hands of this murderer.

So he immediately ran away with the sword, Ling Dingxi looked at all this in surprise.

"He is..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw an afterimage passing by the Qian family's Foundation Establishment cultivator who was escaping with his sword.

The next moment, the person on the flying sword fell towards the ground.

"Grandpa Ninth, Grandpa Ninth saved me."

Ling Dingxi almost cried with joy, he was full of gratitude to Ling Jiexin.

Seeing Ling Jiexin wave his sleeves, the storage bag and flying sword rescue of the slain Foundation Establishment cultivator were taken away by him, and he didn't say anything from the beginning to the end.

Of course, it's not that he doesn't want to talk, but that he doesn't have extra time to talk.

He had to get rid of Qian's Foundation Establishment cultivators as quickly as possible, and then organize the Foundation Establishment cultivators in the family to encircle and kill Qian Chongyi with himself and Xuan Jia to avoid accidents.

Ling Jiexin's speed was extremely fast, and the monks in the middle and middle stages of Foundation Establishment could only see an afterimage, let alone the Qi training monks.

Along the way, he would also casually kill one or two Qi cultivators of the Qian family. Those killed felt as if a gust of wind was blowing past them before they died, but they couldn't see anything.

Ling Jiexin is a fake alchemy cultivator, he is too strong for both Qi training cultivator and foundation establishment cultivator.

He was so powerful that the monks of the Qian family were like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, allowing him, a hungry wolf, to kill at will among the sheep.

Gradually, more and more Qian's monks fell to the ground. Ling's not only gained a numerical advantage in the battle at the Qi training level, but also gained a numerical advantage in the battle at the foundation building level.

Seeing his juniors being killed one by one, blood gradually filled Qian Chongyi's eyes, as if a volcano was about to erupt in his heart.

He wanted to save people, but Xuan Jia stubbornly stopped him.

"Naughty beast, this old man wants you to die."

While speaking, Qian Chongyi made a seal with both hands.

"Hundreds of water gather together!"

The next moment, he saw the water in the surrounding lakes and ponds converging towards him, forming a giant in the air.

The water giant waved his hands, firmly grasped the tortoise shell of Xuanjia, swung it round, and wanted to throw it out.

However, Xuanjia was not a vegetarian either, he opened his mouth suddenly and sprayed out a jet of water.

The speed of the water column was extremely fast, and it directly collided with one of the water giant's hands. The two collapsed one after another, and there was a "pouring rain" immediately.

"Heavy rain" fell from the sky, both the Qi training monks of the Qian family and the Qi training monks of the Ling family were greatly affected.

Seeing this situation, several members of the Qian family immediately stepped forward and took the opportunity to kill several Qi training monks of the Ling family.

The ground is muddy, and the sky is full of mud.

The water giant lost one hand to control the turtle shell, and Xuanjia took the opportunity to break free from its control.

After a while, the water giant turned into a ball of water, flowing quickly towards Xuanjia, forming a long river in the sky.

Xuanjia kept dodging, but failed to dodge, the water mass wrapped it, and it kept tossing inside, like a fist hitting cotton, and it couldn't break free.

Seeing this scene, Ling Jiexin immediately attacked the water ball from the outside.

Under the attack from inside and outside, the water mass burst, Xuanjia escaped successfully, and the sky was rained heavily.

"Qian Chongyi, Fufeng Qian will die today."

Ling Jiexin had a rare bit of confidence on his face, and he smiled evilly and looked at Qian Chongyi who was opposite him.

Qian Chongyi glanced around, all of Qian's qi training monks had been killed, and only two foundation building monks were still fighting to the death.

Just at this time, one of them, regardless of his own injury, rushed towards Brother Ling with the determination to die. Even if he died, he wanted to pull a back.

"Old man, I will fight with you."

But I saw Ling Youxian coming out with the sword in his hand, waving the sword in his hand.

"Sword II!"

The next moment, a sword filled with sword energy slashed out.

"puff!"

The foundation-building cultivator of the Qian family was already seriously injured, but he was cut into two halves by this sword.

Seeing this, the only remaining cultivator of Qian's Foundation Establishment held a spiritual weapon and killed Ling Youxian.

He chose the timing very cunningly, and coupled with his high speed, he might really hurt someone.

However, a thunderbolt suddenly flew out.

"boom."

With the sound of thunder, the blood clots from the Qian's Foundation Establishment cultivator flew around.

The one who shot was Ling Yuancheng, and his serious face looked very pale.

It was too late to say, but it was so fast, all this happened in the blink of an eye, and Qian Chongyi had no time to save him.

Of course, even if he had time to save him, Ling Jiexin and Xuan Jia would stop him.

Ling Jiexin laughed and said, "Qian Chongyi, you are the only one left now. When you attacked my Cangliling Sect, you probably never thought that you, Fufeng Qian Sect, would have this day, right?"

"Yuanqi, you immediately lead someone to sneak attack on the eight-clawed long mustache."

"Yes, Uncle Ninth."

As he said that, Ling Yuanqi led a few foundation-building monks and some Qi-training monks to search for the eight-clawed long whiskers.

It is breaking through now, as long as it is found, even if Ling Yuanqi and the others cannot kill it, they will definitely be able to interrupt its breakthrough.

At that time, the Qian family will have no hope, and naturally let the Cangli Ling family handle it.

Qian Chongyi still didn't give up, and wanted to buy time for the Octopus Long Xuzhang to break through, but suddenly his figure flashed, trying to stop Ling Yuanqi and others.

The figures of Ling Jiexin and Xuanjia also flashed, and the two were in front of each other, trapping Qian Chongyi in the middle.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Qian, your opponent is us."

Without further ado, Qian Chongyi made an instant move, hoping to force Ling Jiexin in front of him to retreat.

But Ling Jiexin and Xuanjia shot at the same time, one in front and one behind, pressing on Qian Chongyi.

(End of this chapter)