Jiang Sheng Xun Xian

Chapter 40 One wave has not settled down, another wave has arisen

That middle-aged man, faced with three flanking attacks, remained calm in the face of danger.

The whip was withdrawn and turned into a huge golden cocoon in the air, wrapping him tightly. Long vines, fireballs, and stones bombarded it one after another, but it still did not break.

The difference between forming a pill and establishing a foundation is not a little bit.

At this time, Peng Liang, who had been accumulating energy for a long time, let go of his long arrow, with black light flickering, and at the speed of teleportation, he ruthlessly inserted into the golden cocoon.

Thanks to the golden cocoon that blocked the attacks of other people one after another, the defense power was slightly reduced, otherwise the bow and arrow of the middle-grade spiritual weapon would not be effective.

Even so, the golden cocoon dispersed, but the man was still not injured.

With his other hand, he took out a long sword out of nowhere, with a white light exposed, standing in front of him, blocking the black arrowhead.

At this moment, the Cangyuan Sword that disappeared appeared.

It was inserted into the right side of the middle-aged man's chest, and the tip of the sword protruded from the shoulder blade on the back.

Cangyuan Sword is actually green all over, the same color as the green grass that is everywhere.

If he attacked by himself alone, a middle-aged man in the alchemy stage would be able to sense it with his spiritual sense.But just now he had withstood four attacks, barely controlled the long sword with his mental strength, and dealt with Peng Liang's arrow.

When his spiritual sense realized that something was wrong, his body moved a little to the left in the nick of time, avoiding the most vital place.

Zhou Yan was at the other end, seeing his juniors and juniors severely injuring another enemy, he no longer worried.

A ray of red light chased the man in black.Let a defeated general run away, and when the junior and junior sisters go back to the sect and say it, where will they put their faces?

Jiang Sheng jumped up from the grass, his sharp eyes noticed that the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand was the relic of Elder Yu!

With a thought, the Cangyuan Sword was returned to his hand, aggravating the middle-aged man's injury a bit.

The middle-aged man filled his whole body with true energy, stopping the bleeding from the wound on his right chest.The long whip rolled back to his waist, leading him into the sky, intending to escape from the battle circle.

His companions are gone, he is hurt and flustered, how can he not retreat?

Seeing that he was trying to escape, Peng Liang took another long arrow and aimed at the target in the air.When the arrow feather left the bowstring, the target turned.

The middle-aged man is not only higher than them, but also has rich combat experience.Knowing that there is a strong bow and arrow below, how could it be possible to fly directly to the sky as a target?

Compared with Taoist Liang of Baihua Valley, his choice is undoubtedly correct.

He was in the air, suddenly changed direction, and rushed down again.The long whip at the waist burst into golden light and turned into a big golden bird, roaring towards the crowd.

His target was Peng Liang, and he would have a chance to escape only if he hurt the bow-wielding man.

Jiang Chao and Miao Wenzhi were the closest to Peng Liang at the moment, and the golden bird was extremely fast. Before the two of them could fully cast their defensive spells, they were rushed by the two wings of the big bird and flew to the sides, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Peng Liang backed away again, a protective water curtain condensed on his body.Although it was in a hurry, it was still half a foot thick, and the water flow circulated rapidly, making a splashing sound.

Fang Shuibai was a little further away, when the accident happened, the long sword flew out, and the tree and vine cage reappeared, trapping the fallen middle-aged man.

Jiang Sheng's long sword disappeared again.

Right in front of the big golden bird, the impact force was much stronger than the wings, so Peng Liang's water curtain was broken in an instant, and he ended up with the two of them, being knocked away by the big bird more than ten feet away.

At this time, Jiang Chao and Miao Wenzhi had just fallen into the grass, so they didn't know how injured they were.

The man in the withered vines didn't just get caught, the long sword flashed white, split open the front of the cage, and stepped out with one foot.

But it was only one foot, the mottled brown-yellow Cangyuan Sword, like a bland withered branch, inserted into his temple from the side.

Broken, tripped twice on one rock!The last thought of the middle-aged man before he died.

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As a practitioner in the Nascent Soul stage, Tong Yan's spiritual consciousness covers a hundred miles around.

If it covers a small square on Beiyuan Peak, not a grain of sand or a mosquito can escape her perception.

Yinyang Mountain was still dozens of miles away, and her spiritual sense could not perceive all the details, but she knew clearly that a battle broke out there.

Oops!

The white clouds disappeared under her feet. This kind of labor-saving spiritual weapon was not as fast as her own.

At this moment, relying entirely on her true energy to travel, her speed increased greatly.With one breath, the figure flickered, leaving behind him a few miles away.

On the mountainside of Yinyang Mountain, there are two people sitting.

A man and a woman. The woman opened her eyes and said to the man, "Someone is coming, I will block it. You do it."

Then her own figure disappeared, facing Tong Yan's direction.

Tong Yan was found dozens of miles away.This woman is also a Nascent Soul master.

These two people came from Jingping abroad, waiting here for one of the nine groups.

Previously, they attacked the nine groups with one whip and one shot.They are happy to see the results, so they don't need to do it themselves, so as not to expose their identities, wouldn't it be a better choice.

However, the appearance of Zhou Yan and the coordinated operations of the nine groups of disciples shattered their idea of ​​getting something for nothing.

The man who was traveling with him was of a lower level, but he was able to clean up the incomplete nine groups with ease.

Therefore, when she discovered Tong Yan with her spiritual sense, she knew she had to do something.

Similarly, Tong Yan who was galloping was shocked.

There are masters ahead!In his consciousness, at the Yinyang Mountain dozens of miles away, a streak of pink streaked across the sky, heading towards him.This is the opponent's consciousness locked on him.

Nascent Soul!And this consciousness is very strange, it should be someone who has never seen it before.

Tong Yan condensed her spiritual consciousness and rushed towards that direction with coercion.

The woman flying out of Yinyang Mountain has delicate features, I feel pity for her.It looks petite and exquisite, with a graceful figure covered with a layer of pink gauze.

But her complexion gradually became serious.Because in the consciousness, the sky ahead is a deep blue, much thicker than the blue sky.

It was as if the Tianhe breach in the fairyland was falling in front of her.

A sea appeared there, and the raging waves rolled towards him.

The two walking towards each other are less than ten miles apart, and they will meet soon.

Tong Yan was in a trance for a while, as if she was not in this high sky, but in a valley of the Five Elements Sect.

Senior brother Xi Qingyun was sitting on the big rock, unrestrained and handsome.Looking at himself with high spirits, he smiled warmly.

No, phantom!
She hurriedly concentrated her mind, meditated on her mind, and pushed the ray of pink in her consciousness far away.

"Left through the door!"

With a flick of Tong Yan's long sleeves, on the horizon not far away, where the pink shadow just appeared, a huge blue sword, several tens of feet long, appeared out of thin air.

……

The disciples of the ninth group had no idea what happened in the sky dozens of miles away.

Fang Shuibai's figure flashed everywhere, and a few pills were stuffed into the mouths of the three of them. Peng Liang closed his eyes, frowned, and was short of breath.

But Jiang Chao and Miao Wenzhi seem to be heavier.

The corner of Miao Wenzhi's mouth still had blood oozing out.Jiang Chao's small round face was sallow and bloodless.

Jiang Sheng picked up the middle-aged man's sword, wiped it lightly, and said in his heart: "Elder Yu, help you wash away a trace of hatred, and your sword has been taken back, don't worry!"

The mutation regenerated, and a flying rainbow came in the direction of the towering Yin-Yang Mountain in front of him.

The man had short, fluffy hair with a gray headband tied between his foreheads.He was dressed in a brown samurai uniform, with two long scars on his cheeks, as if he had been scratched by a cat.

The scar-faced man ignored Jiang Sheng, but said something in another direction.

"Fang Quan, rest in peace!"

(End of this chapter)