Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 92 Chu Feng Ming (14,000 words)

The remaining clouds drifted across the sky, blocking the morning light in the east, and the light in the silent suburban town dimmed.

Lu Mingzhou and Lan Ying were seriously injured and fainted on the ground under the influence of the poisonous mist; Cheng Jiujiang broke his right arm and lost most of his combat power; the four people from Qihuang Valley who were still intact looked at the four monks in front and back back to back.

Zuo Lingquan and others seem to have strength in numbers, but quantity cannot make up for the gap in quality.

Xu Yuankui said that as long as Yue Pingyang was not around, he could conquer Qihuang Valley alone. This was no joke.

Xu Yuankui was once a disciple of Yanyue Lin, one of the nine sects. Even if he was expelled from the school, the skills he learned were still with him; Their experience is much higher than that of the miscellaneous monks from the Great Dan Dynasty.

Throughout the Great Dan Dynasty, Xu Yuankui was only afraid of Yue Pingyang, who was born in Jingtai. Cheng Jiujiang and others, even if they were in the same realm as him, were just a mob.

Wu Qingwan only took a moment to look at it and knew that today was going to be a bad day. The poisonous mist blew into the willow forest and the disciples of Qihuang Valley would not be able to get through in a short time. Even if they did, it would be useless - Xu Yuankui in front of him wanted to kill them all. It may only take a few breaths, and there is no time to rush to help.

The white-haired Yue Heng looked at the three people behind him with his sword in hand, and said in a deep voice:

"what to do?"

Cheng Jiujiang lost an arm. Even if he didn't want to die, he was already devastated and said:

"There are only four of us. The five of us escape separately. One or two can always escape."

Even if they join together, they may not be able to defeat Xu Yuankui. Under the current circumstances, this is the only countermeasure.

The five people stopped talking and stared carefully in front and behind, looking for opportunities to escape.

Zuo Lingquan stood beside Wu Qingwan, staring at Xu Yuankui from beginning to end.

Xu Yuankui had heard about Zuo Lingquan from Zhao Ze, and had been watching just now, knowing that his talent was astonishing. Anyone can escape today, but Zuo Lingquan can never let the tiger go back to the mountain, so his eyes are always locked on Zuo Lingquan.

The cross wind swept across the long street, and all nine people held their breath Qi Condensation.

"Suffer death!"

It was at this critical moment that Wu Qingwan took the lead, picked up an object, and smashed it directly into Zuo Lingquan's head!

? ? ?

The unexpected move naturally shocked everyone.

The eyes of Xu Yuankui and the three people behind him were all attracted by this move, focusing on Wu Qingwan's right hand that patted Zuo Linquan.

Just at this moment!

Sa——

Dazzling white light bloomed from the golden mirror in Wu Qingwan's hand.

The long bluestone street turned into blazing white in an instant.

Zuo Lingquan hugged Wu Qingwan from the waist and rushed sideways without hesitation.

Yue Heng and his second uncle had already discussed their tactics when they came out. They didn't even look at Wu Qingwan and rushed to the left and right buildings at the same time.

Cheng Jiujiang covered his broken arm and was blinded by surprise. He and Xu Yuankui and others shouted angrily in unison: "Fuck your mother!" But without slowing down at all, he turned around and rushed to the left.

Xu Yuankui closed his eyes very quickly, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't catch the light, and he still lost his vision temporarily.

He identified Zuo Lingquan's position just by listening to the sound, and the two swords in his hands exploded with white light. Under the fierce slash, two crescent-like sword lights swept towards the direction of Zuo Lingquan's forward direction.

Chacha——

The sword wind is like a wave!

The martial arts cultivators at the fifth level of Linggu exploded violently, and their lethality was terrifying.

Zuo Lingquan flew forward with Wu Qingwan in his arms. As soon as he jumped up to the house, he saw that the entire teahouse was split into three sections by the light of a sword.

Before a martial artist could not "turn his sword energy into a sword", his only defense method was physical resistance. However, if he resisted the light of the sword in front of him, he would definitely be cut in two.

Fortunately, the sword energy cannot be controlled when it leaves the body, and the direction of the slash is fixed.

Zuo Lingquan violently held Wu Qingwan down and lay on the roof of the teahouse. The next moment, the light of the knife grazed his back and cut off the hem of his robe.

The moment the sword flashed across, Xu Yuankui's vision had been restored. He stood up from the ground and slashed at Zuo Lingquan on the roof with two swords:

"drink!"

Xu Yuankui was also a martial arts cultivator who was known for his speed. It would not be an exaggeration to describe him as being as fast as a thunderbolt. The moment the sword flashed across his back, he was already above Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan's reaction speed was enough to jump away, but with Wu Qingwan underneath him, there was no way for both of them to dodge at the same time.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Zuo Lingquan's eyes turned cold, and the monstrous Sword Intent soared into the sky!

Before the three-foot Qingfeng was fully raised, black mist burst out from the blade.

call out--

The sound of the sword sounded like a dragon's roar, resounding through the silent town.

Then a stream of ink as thick as a sword's edge rose from above the tea shop, with the force of a rainbow piercing the sun, and stabbed Xu Yuankui, the double sword falling from the sky.

Zuo Lingquan, who had cultivated at level 12, used his strongest sword at full state, and the momentum was astonishing.

Wu Qingwan was lying under Zuo Lingquan, feeling an overwhelming pressure coming from above. It was clear that True Qi had not leaked even a little bit, and the target was not her, but she was still shocked and turned pale.

Xu Yuankui, who was in the air, saw a martial artist at the twelfth level of Qi Refining gathering his True Qi into a bundle, and instantly erupted with a momentum even more terrifying than him, and his eyes showed a bit of shock.

However, shock was a shock, but this did not affect Xu Yuankui's reaction.

Zuo Lingquan was in the Evergreen Mountains, and Zhao Ze had already informed Xu Yuankui about the fact that his True Qi was on the verge of depletion and killed Tu Yang instantly with one sword strike.

Xu Yuankui knew that Zuo Lingquan had hidden a sword skill with astonishing lethality, and he had just figured out Zuo Lingquan's realm. Before attacking, he was already prepared to be backhanded by the opponent.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan raise his hand, Xu Yuankui's robes bulged, and white streamers burst out, turning into Gang Qi and surrounding him, watertight from head to toe. He used the signature move of Linggu Wuzhong Zhaohai - Sword Qi Cheng Gang. !

Although the martial arts body-protecting Gang Qi consumes a lot of money, it is also extremely domineering both offensively and defensively. A monk whose cultivation is weaker than his own is basically unable to break through the defense.

I saw Xu Yuankui's whole body was swept by a white wind, and the flying debris was instantly crushed into powder when it came into contact with the turbulent and swirling white gas.

And at the moment when the Gang Qi was formed, the sword shadow like an ink flow hit the white Gang Qi.

bang——

There was a loud bang in the middle of the long street.

Xu Yuankui's figure was knocked to a standstill in the air, and the indestructible flow of ink hit the protective aura and was instantly torn apart.

It stands to reason that Qi Refining is a twelfth-level monk. Even a life-threatening blow cannot break Xu Yuankui's protective aura.

But Xu Yuankui was shocked to find that even if the ink stream as thick as the sword blade was torn apart by the Gang Qi, a small part still passed through the protective Gang Qi and pierced his heart.

crack——

The sword light flashed away!

Wu Qingwan didn't even see what was happening, but saw the air wave released in mid-air, completely shaking the teahouse that was split open diagonally. He and Zuo Lingquan fell into the teahouse together.

After Xu Yuankui blocked the sword energy, the gang energy dissipated, and his figure flew sideways, landing on the path that the two of them must take to escape. A bloodstain appeared on the robe on his chest, about an inch deep, and stained red with blood. The skirt is off.

Even the impeccable golden body and the protective aura were unable to block this shocking sword. Xu Yuankui's eyes showed disbelief.

He had taken precautions beforehand, but was still injured by the sword. If it were Cheng Jiujiang who had no protective aura, he would have died suddenly on the spot without even a chance to react.

However, the fifth level of the Spiritual Valley is the fifth level of the Spiritual Valley. The realm is too suppressed, and no matter how much swordsmanship is Spirit Ascension, it will be difficult to make up for the gap in hard power.

Xu Yuankui suppressed the sharp pain in his chest, his eyes showed the arrogance of a warrior, and he sneered:

"Good boy, I underestimated you."

The house collapsed, and before the rubble hit the ground, Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan rushed out of the window and landed in the alley.

Seeing that he could injure Xu Yuankui, Zuo Lingquan immediately pushed Wu Qingwan back, stood up from the ground with his sword, and rushed towards Xu Yuankui who was blocking the road:

"Do you think I only have one sword?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the energy of Zuo Lingquan's three-foot green-edged black sword surged, and he struck Xu Yuankui in the face with one strike.

call out--

The power of this sword is not half weaker than before!

When Xu Yuankui saw this scene, his eyes showed surprise again.

When a monk performs a martial arts technique, the more powerful it is, the more True Qi will be extracted from the meridians and Qi palaces; True Qi is stored throughout the body, and it will take time to draw it out. Under normal circumstances, the greater the power, the slower it will be performed.

Zuo Lingquan had just exploded with such strong power in an instant, which could be said to have mobilized the air points near his right arm; but to do it again without any interval at this time was too unbelievable. Is it possible that all the meridians in this kid's body are in his hands?

But he was surprised. After all, Xu Yuankui was a monk at the fifth level of Linggu. Even though Zuo Lingquan's sword was as fast as thunder, he was still able to react in advance. In a flash, he moved dangerously three steps to the side. .

Sa——

The sword energy like a stream of ink pierced the air and penetrated into the house behind.

A sword hole the size of a sword blade appeared on the wall. After penetrating three houses, the concentrated sword energy dispersed and blasted through a wall.

Boom!

The house collapsed and smoke billowed!

Wu Qingwan was dumbfounded watching this kind of fight between gods. She didn't know how to help even with her sword. She couldn't break through Xu Yuankui's protective aura, and couldn't keep up with Zuo Lingquan's speed. She could only turn around and rush towards the same person. Yue Heng and his second uncle were stopped.

Zuo Lingquan's sword failed, and without looking back, he took out a talisman and threw it at Wu Qingwan.

The earth-yellow talisman unfolded in the air and turned into a tortoise shell-like shadow, surrounding Wu Qingwan.

Wu Qingwan was stunned when she saw this: "Ling Quan, you..." But the talisman had already been used and he couldn't take it back. He could only bite his silver teeth and attack the bald Zheng Yuan, who was as fierce as a tiger.

Xu Yuankui dodged the sword, saw Zuo Lingquan's movements, and said coldly:

"You can't protect yourself, but you still want to protect a woman, but you are too arrogant. But this tortoise shell talisman can't guard against my Moon-Concealing Sword..."

"Why the hell do you talk so much nonsense?"

Zuo Lingquan struck out with his sword and without stopping for a moment, he rushed towards Xu Yuankui again like thunder.

But this time, Zuo Lingquan did not use sword energy.

It is difficult for the sword energy to change direction after leaving the body. When the speeds of the two sides are almost the same, the farther the sword energy flies, the longer the opponent takes to react. As long as Xu Yuankui is prepared, the sword energy cannot hit him at all, and the opponent can't even use the protective gang energy. No need to open it.

The two swords just now consumed nearly 40% of Zuo Lingquan's True Qi, but Xu Yuankui obviously did not consume much. Even scraping could not kill Xu Yuankui without getting close.

Xu Yuankui was holding two swords. When he saw Zuo Lingquan rushing towards him, he raised his hand and struck down with two swords.

Chacha——

The white knife light appeared again, and four knife marks suddenly appeared on the walls on the left and right sides of the alleyway.

The sword light cut off the masonry wall, and where the two sword lights met was Zuo Lingquan who was charging forward.

If this knife hits, Zuo Lingquan will definitely be split into four sections.

It's just that Zuo Lingquan is good at speed. He doesn't have to protect Wu Qingwan and can easily dodge the sword light.

Seeing the sword light approaching, Zuo Lingquan tapped his feet on the ground and jumped up, passed over the sword light, and continued to rush towards Xu Yuankui.

The distance is getting closer quickly!

Seeing that the two swords failed, Xu Yuankui also knew that it was pointless for the two of them to keep a distance from each other. He slightly bent his knees, and then the ground in the alleyway exploded, and his whole body turned into a white afterimage, and flashed in front of Zuo Lingquan.

This move was so fast that Zuo Lingquan couldn't see clearly. He could only rely on his body's instinct to raise the sword and thrust forward. The black sword energy condensed on the edge of the sword, and the shocking power burst out in an instant.

Sa——

Xu Yuankui slashed at Zuo Lingquan's chest and abdomen with both swords. He really didn't expect Zuo Lingquan to be able to backhand him. He didn't dare to trade his life for a hard hit, so he quickly changed his moves and slashed at the long sword that was stabbing him. The protective energy was also released again. Emerge all over.

Poof——

The collapsed masonry was smashed and splashed at the moment when the gang gas appeared.

There was a crisp sound of 'ding', and the mortal-grade long sword in Zuo Lingquan's hand was split into three sections by the double swords of Spiritual Weapon-grade, and was directly shattered when it fell into the surging gas.

The surging True Qi contained in the sword broke out without restraint, blasting away Zuo Lingquan who was about to get close to him.

Bang——

Zuo Lingquan's chest robe was shattered by Qi Jin on the spot, and several blood marks appeared on his chest. He flew backwards, bounced in the alleyway, and fell to the street again. He slid several steps before he could stop. Down.

In the alleyway where gravel was flying, Xu Yuankui did not move at all. After Zuo Lingquan was pushed back, he twirled the silver-moon swords in his hands, walked quickly to the street, and said coldly:

"Half-step Spirit Valley, being able to fight like this really opened my eyes. But you should find a good sword, ordinary iron weapon, it is really a waste of this Spirit Ascension sword skill."

"Ahem——"

Zuo Lingquan stopped and turned over to stand up. Only the hilt of the sword was left in his hand, his chest was full of blood marks, and more than half of the True Qi in his body was consumed.

He looked at Xu Yuankui who was doing everything with ease, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Zuo Lingquan has practiced swordplay since he was a child, in order to "kill with one strike". Everything is piled on the last sword that determines the outcome. The explosive power is amazing, and it is true that he is invincible in the same realm, but his shortcomings are also obvious - —As long as the opponent cannot be killed this time, it will be difficult to kill him again later.

Now that his sword is gone, Zuo Lingquan doesn't even have a chance to fight back. He can only turn around and run towards Wu Qingwan:

"Walk!"

Zuo Lingquan can still say that the fight was back and forth, but on the other side, Yue Heng and others faced off against three spiritual valley monks from the Hundred Holy Valley. The scene could only be described as horrific.

The three masters of Qihuang Valley have all stayed in Qihuang Valley all year round to cultivate. The last time they fought against life and death was probably when they were traveling when they were young. Wu Qingwan had no experience in fighting between life and death.

The three people in Baisheng Valley are wild cultivators outside the pass who licked blood from their swords. They were able to cultivate to Linggu, and they had countless lives on their hands, and they also took advantage of their youth and strength.

The two sides only had a face-to-face fight, and the old master Bo Yueheng was beaten to the ground by Zheng Yuan, a boxer from the same realm, with Fulong Mountain's 'Subduing Dragon'.

The second uncle only had the cultivation level of the first level of Linggu. Before he could rush forward, Yan Jiu, who was good at Qi Sect magic, was frozen in place by a fan. Zhang Jianlong raised his hand and struck a purple lightning strike on his body. His life and death were unknown on the spot. .

The only person present who could fight back and forth was Cheng Jiujiang, who had broken an arm.

Cheng Jiujiang relied on the pure golden body of the fourth level of Linggu to withstand the attacks of three people, and even injured Zheng Yuan with one punch, but he could not hold on for long.

Wu Qingwan was not yet in the Entering Spirit Valley, and her sword skills were not much better than those of her two senior brothers. She could only help him once they met, but Zhang Jianlong broke the tortoise shell talisman on her body. She could only distance herself, dragging the uncle with his mouth full of blood. Yue Heng retreated.

The two sides fought for only a dozen breaths, and only Cheng Jiujiang was left on Zuo Lingquan's side to hold on.

Even if the disciples of Qihuang Valley came to rush for help, they would only run here from the Eight-foot Archway at most, not to mention that the poisonous mist in the willow forest had not yet dissipated, and there was no one else in the entire Qihuang Town.

Isolated and helpless, Wu Qingwan's eyes showed despair. When he was thinking about countermeasures, a loud noise suddenly came from behind, and a voice said:

"Walk!"

Wu Qingwan looked back, only to see Zuo Lingquan, with his chest and clothes completely torn, had just rolled up from the ground and rushed towards her.

"Lingquan!"

Wu Qingwan's face was pale, and she got up and wanted to go to help, but the next moment she saw Xu Yuankui rushing out of the alleyway with two knives in hand, and went straight to Zuo Lingquan with two knives.

The distance between the two sides was about ten feet, and Wu Qingwan couldn't get through by running with all her strength, and Xu Yuankui probably cut her for a second when she passed, so she had to throw out her saber and throw it at Zuo Lingquan:

"Take the sword!"

Zuo Lingquan saw Xu Yuankui intercepting him from the side, he had no way to dodge it, he was unarmed, he couldn't use his hands to break Xu Yuankui's protective aura, so he could only rush towards the thrown saber.

It's a pity that Xu Yuankui has been a wild cultivator for nearly a year. How can he give the opponent a chance to get weapons?

Xu Yuankui casually struck out with a ray of sword light, hitting the long sword flying in the air and hitting it elsewhere.

Ding--

Zuo Lingquan reacted very quickly. Taking advantage of the gap between Xu Yuankui's Spirit Partitioning and flying sword, he jumped directly and used all he had learned in his life to whip his leg towards Xu Yuankui's head.

Snapped--

The whip leg crackled in the air.

It's a pity that the moves of secular martial arts are completely useless when it comes to practicing.

This whip kick is just infused with one's own True Qi, and it is swept out in the way of 'one force can defeat ten will'. There is no luck method. It seems to be terrifying and has a black trail, but the actual lethality is still far away. 'Yuxia Chengqi' who has not taken the ghost path is great.

Xu Yuankui knocked his sword away with one strike and noticed that the momentum from his side was rising sharply. The next moment, the protective aura enveloped his whole body.

Zuo Lingquan could only use his strongest sword to break Xu Yuankui's aura. The effect of an ordinary kick could be imagined.

As soon as Zuo Lingquan's right leg came into contact with the tornado-like Gang Qi, his boots and trouser legs turned into ashes.

The skin and bones on the legs were wrapped by their own True Qi and were not broken by the gang energy, but they were still covered in blood.

Under the huge pulling force, within a moment of contact, Zuo Lingquan was thrown in the direction of the rotation of the Gang Qi, smashed through the wall of the house, and then hit the other wall before stopping.

Xu Yuankui didn't even raise his hand, looked at Zuo Lingquan who was thrown out, and frowned:

"Is there something wrong with your brain? Use your mortal fists and kicks to break my protective aura and think you are the ancestor of Youhuang?"

Zuo Lingquan naturally knew that ordinary fists and kicks could not break the defense of the fifth-level monks of Linggu, but the only thing in his body that could exert his combat power was a five-thunder talisman that was not even a spiritual talisman.

The High Grade Talisman is the most powerful, and is equivalent to the Qi Refining level 12 monks using the same spell. It is estimated that the Talisman cannot even get close to Xu Yuankui's body, so what else can he do besides relying on ordinary fists and kicks?

Zuo Lingquan crashed into the house, fell to the ground and quickly got up. Knowing that he couldn't do it with bare hands, he wanted to find an iron weapon to use as a sword. As long as he could withstand his True Qi, he could use his sword skills.

The house he fell into was a wine shop, and there were several people inside who were watching the monks who were being poisoned.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at it and wanted to pick up the sword of one of them, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that there was an iron mace on the table of the wine shop!

The mace is four feet long and divided into thirty-six sections. Each section is engraved with complex inscriptions on all four sides. The mace is in the shape of a dragon's head, with a bead in its mouth.

Just looking at the appearance of the iron mace, it was similar to the one used by Tu Yang last time. Although he didn't know who dropped it here, Zuo Lingquan didn't care so much at this time. He felt that this thing was very strong and raised his hand to pick up the wine. With the iron mace on the table, he rushed out of the wine shop.

Xu Yuankui held the two swords and saw Zuo Lingquan rushing out again. He held the two swords and rushed forward again. He raised his hand and struck with two swords:

"You think you're looking for something to beat the gods..."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Yuankui was stunned.

Zuo Lingquan, who had red eyes, stabbed Xu Yuankui in the chest and abdomen with his mace.

Xu Yuankui repeated his old trick and struck the mace with two knives, hoping to break the mace and neutralize this move.

But what he didn't expect was that the blade struck the mace, but the mace was unharmed.

clang--

After the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, it turned into an ink-colored iron mace and forcibly pierced the protective aura.

Although there were obstacles, the weapon was not shattered by the Gang Qi, and most of the energy contained in it was vented to Xu Yuankui.

The distance was too close, the Gang Qi was broken, and Xu Yuankui was caught off guard. No matter how fast he dodged, he still couldn't avoid them all.

The iron mace was stabbed under the ribs, and the sword qi shot out close to the body like ink flow. There was a muffled sound of 'poof', and a blood mist burst out from Xu Yuankui's back. The sword qi passed through his body and directly hit Xu Yuankui's The Wujin Golden Body was punched and penetrated.

Zuo Lingquan was ready to close, and after a successful blow, he flew back and fell back under the eaves of the restaurant.

Xu Yuankui's ribs were severely injured, his face turned pale, and he retreated a few steps to the other side of the street, his back covered in cold sweat.

He forcibly raised his breath to stop the bleeding wound on his ribs, with anger in his eyes, he said coldly:

"Good boy, do you think you can get out alive today if you find a magic weapon?"

Zuo Lingquan saw that Xu Yuankui was hit right in the middle, but he still didn't fall down, and his heart sank - the True Qi in his body was less than 20% left, and at most he could use a sword, which couldn't kill him, and he didn't even have a chance to escape All gone.

Zuo Lingquan glanced at Wu Qingwan who couldn't intervene in the distance, gritted his teeth and said:

"Go quickly."

After speaking, holding the mace again, he rushed towards Xu Yuankui.

On the other side, under the joint attack, Cheng Jiujiang was covered in bruises all over his body, his eyes were red, and he almost stopped defending. He caught boxer Zheng Yuan and beat him to death.

Zuo Lingquan held Xu Yuankui back, Wu Qingwan still had a chance to escape now, but how could Wu Qingwan escape at this time?

I can't live for the rest of my life!

Wu Qingwan's eyes were bloodshot, and she didn't care about the distance between them. She strode forward and picked up the saber, then jumped up, raised her hand and stabbed Xu Yuankui's back with a slash of Yu Xiachengqi.

Although Wu Qingwan's realm was half a step higher than Zuo Lingquan's, the level in all aspects was so far apart that Xu Yuankui didn't even bother to respond, and directly deployed his protective energy.

There were nine sword shadows in Wu Qingwan's hand, which was considered to be her highest level, but the protective aura was watertight. As soon as her sword energy came close, it was quickly shattered into nothingness.

Zuo Lingquan saw Wu Qingwan rushing to help, without any hesitation, he shouted angrily and pushed his speed to the extreme.

This time, True Qi's body was almost emptied, his face turned ashen white, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

"Die!"

A loud shout resounded throughout Qihuang Town.

Holding an iron mace in one hand, Zuo Lingquan rushed up to Xu Yuankui as fast as thunder, raised his hand and stabbed straight at Xu Yuankui's chest.

Xu Yuankui didn't have any Spirit Partitioning. They had already fought for several rounds. He also saw that the kid in front of him only had one sword skill that was extremely lethal. As long as he avoided it, his opponent would have no power left.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan attacking in the same way, Xu Yuankui had no intention of exchanging his life for his life, so he dodged sideways at an alarming speed.

call out--

After the sharp sword sounded, the iron mace pierced through the protective energy.

It's a pity that Xu Yuankui dodged in time, but his sleeve robe was pierced, and the sword energy shot backwards, piercing the rear house.

Xu Yuankui was injured continuously and had already used his real fire. Seeing Zuo Lingquan's desperate blow miss, a ferocious look appeared in his eyes, and he stabbed Zuo Lingquan's chest with his backhand.

puff--

Zuo Lingquan has neither Gang Qi to protect his body nor a pure golden body, and his body is really close to being exhausted. There is no way to dodge this knife. Just for a moment, the blood-red tip of the knife is revealed behind his back.

"ah--"

When Wu Qingwan saw this scene, her eyes were about to burst.

In the willow forest in the distance, Tang Jingxun, who had been peeping with his head in his hands, saw this scene from a distance and screamed, running towards the town like crazy.

Xu Yuankui didn't pay attention to these foreign objects. After the blade pierced Zuo Lingquan's chest, he wanted to cut Zuo Lingquan in half with a horizontal pull.

But the moment the blade penetrated his flesh, he saw Zuo Lingquan's eyes.

Those eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, but they were so calm and calm. They didn't look like a dying person, but rather like looking at a dead person!

Xu Yuankui felt a chill in his heart and secretly thought something was wrong, but it was too late.

The moment Zuo Lingquan stabbed the air with his sword, his left hand seemed to be raised to block the blade, but in fact he did not stop in front of the scimitar at all. Instead, he poured the last ray of True Qi on his left hand and directly penetrated it. The white gas that has not dissipated yet.

The strongest sword broke through the protective Gang Qi, which was already much weaker.

Although Zuo Lingquan's arm was instantly bloody, he still passed through it with lightning speed and grabbed Xu Yuankui's throat.

Xu Yuankui's cultivation at the fifth level of Linggu, supported by the powerful True Qi, and his untainted golden body, made it impossible for his neck to be easily broken; even if it was broken, he would not die for the time being, because he did not need to breathe like a mortal.

But Zuo Lingquan used his strongest sword skills to break open the Gang Qi and used the knife in his chest as bait. What he wanted was not as simple as twisting his neck.

The moment he grabbed Xu Yuankui's neck with his left hand, purple lightning burst out between Zuo Lingquan's five fingers.

The Five Thunder Talisman held in the palm of his hand was activated directly against Xu Yuankui's neck.

Xu Yuankui's eyes changed suddenly, he raised the knife in his left hand and struck Zuo Lingquan's arm.

next moment!

bang——

A bolt from the blue erupted on the long bluestone street.

An electric snake as thick as a bowl spurted out from the snow-white talisman, along the arms and neck, and scurried into the bodies of the two people who were close at hand.

Zuo Lingquan used his bloody left hand to pinch Xu Yuankui's neck. Lightning exploded in the palm of his hand, and the skin of his left hand instantly turned into charred black, spreading from his arm to his body.

The same is true for Xu Yuankui.

High Grade Talisman is equivalent to the Qi Refining twelfth level monk performing the same spell. A Qi Refining twelfth-level monk may not be able to touch the corners of Xu Yuankui's clothes, but when the Five Thunder Curse is released on his neck, no matter how tyrannical Xu Yuankui is, he is not really indestructible, so how can he not be affected at all?

But in an instant, Xu Yuankui's neck turned into a charred black color, electric light flowed between the meridians and acupuncture points, even his eyes showed electric light, and his body was paralyzed on the spot.

Boom boom boom boom——

Five rays of lightning exploded at the same time, and the two of them separated under the huge impact and flew to the left and right.

Almost half of Zuo Lingquan's body turned into charred black, and he fell back onto the street. Even so, his eyes were still fixed on Xu Yuankui.

Xu Yuankui's entire head and chest were turned black. He took a few steps back. His body was paralyzed and he lost control. He fell directly to the ground, but he still did not let go of the knife in his hand.

Wu Qingwan's face turned pale and she was stunned for only a moment, then she ran towards Zuo Lingquan who fell to the ground like crazy.

Several people who were fighting fiercely at the rear also noticed the movement here.

Zheng Yuanyanjiu and others did not expect that Xu Yuankui, who was at the fifth level of Linggu, would suffer heavy losses in such a place. The three of them immediately gave up their combined attack and rushed towards Xu Yuankui.

Cheng Jiujiang's eyes were also filled with shock. When he realized that Xu Yuankui had been injured, his desire for survival burst out in his eyes again. He frantically attacked the three people who were trying to rescue him and shouted angrily:

"Kill first!"

As soon as Wu Qingwan took a step forward, she felt something was wrong. Murderous intent surged in her eyes. She raised her sword and stabbed Xu Yuankui, who was lying on the ground, ready to hit him again.

Xu Yuankui agreed with the murderous intent in his eyes, and stared at Zuo Lingquan fiercely. From the corner of his eyes, he found that Wu Qingwan was coming. He didn't know how much perseverance he used. With slight movements of his fingers, he pulled out a golden talisman from the sleeve.

The golden talisman spread out in the air, the mantra lit up, and instantly turned into a golden bell, covering Xu Yuankui's body.

Boom——

Wu Qingwan thrust out his sword and landed on the shadow of the golden bell. It rang out loudly, but could not make even half a step forward!

Wu Qingwan's eyes were stunned, but without any hesitation, she raised her hand and struck out with three more swords.

Dong dong dong——

The shadow of the golden bell was unscathed, not even swaying!

Seeing this scene, Zuo Lingquan's eyes were bloodshot, he gritted his teeth, moved his fingers, and then grasped the iron mace, then supported his body with the iron mace, and slowly stood up from the street again!

Although half of his body was charred, he stood upright, with murderous intent in his eyes, like a ghost crawling out of the underworld!

Xu Yuankui did not expect that Zuo Lingquan would recover so quickly after being paralyzed by a lightning strike, and there was a look of shock in his eyes.

But the shock only lasted for a moment, because he saw that Zuo Lingquan had run out of energy and stood up with perseverance, without any True Qi support in his body.

Although Xu Yuankui couldn't even speak, the scorched chest and chin were slowly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the shock in his eyes gradually turned into a grin.

However, the ferocious smile only lasted for a moment.

I saw Zuo Lingquan who stood up from the ground relying only on fighting spirit, his eyes were crazy like a ghost, as if he was trying his best to squeeze his body, trying to squeeze out even the slightest bit of strength.

Soon, Zuo Lingquan's face turned purple, veins bulged all over his body, blood vessels were twisted, and red blood mist oozed from the surface of his body and flowed into the right hand holding the mace.

When Xu Yuankui saw this scene, his eyes were filled with disbelief!

As a disciple of the Nine Sects, he has heard of certain martial arts lunatics who, when desperate, can forcibly 'transform Qi with blood', squeeze the last bit of potential in their bodies, and turn their own blood into True Qi, regardless of the cost. Risk your life.

Essence and blood are the foundation of human beings. Without them, people will die, let alone practice immortality. Even if ordinary people are in a desperate situation, they can't control it at will; what they want to do requires a strong willpower, and they have to squeeze the body to the limit, and control the body to the limit, until the survival instinct of the body is suppressed, so that they can self-mutilate of extracting the body's potential.

This move is a desperate fight, although it is just to extract the last trace of strength from the body, and the combat power is not as good as when the body is at full strength, but it also depends on what time it is!

The talisman on Xu Yuankui's body was enough to support him until he recovered from his injuries, but he was certain that this talisman could not stop Zuo Lingquan's sword; as long as the talisman was broken, he would surely die.

Seeing that Zuo Lingquan's eyes became more and more crazy, Xu Yuankui's eyes also became sharper, and his newly recovered complexion turned waxy white again. He moved his hand and forced himself to stand up.

"ah--"

And just when the two sides were preparing to fight for time with their lives, a sad cry sounded from a place that no one noticed!

Under the octagonal archway, a woman dressed as a market lady fell to the ground, looking helplessly at the injured man in the distance, as if because she couldn't do anything, she let out a cry of grievance Voice.

"ah--"

The cry was heart-breaking, heartbreaking, and despairing to the core, but it seemed so weak and powerless in the chaotic town.

The cry was sad and angry, as if she was complaining about God's injustice and cursing God for treating her like this.

And God seemed to respond at the next moment.

"Qiang——"

Under the morning light, a shrill scream sounded from the earth.

The screams seemed to come from above the nine heavens, or from the netherworld.

The desolation and sharpness spread far and wide. Even the people in the city as far away as Donghua City all looked in the direction of Qihuang Valley at the same moment.

In Qihuang Valley, thousands of disciples who were still in chaos stopped moving at the same time and looked around blankly.

"Qiang——"

Soon, a second scream sounded, this time the sound was so close that it seemed to be ringing in my ears.

Zuo Lingquan was staring at Xu Yuankui in the golden bell when he suddenly heard a cry that shook the sky. He was obviously stunned for a moment, and his crazy expression turned into confusion. In a blink of an eye, he came from the direction of the sound. The first thing he saw was slumped under the memorial arch, crying. The soup was quiet, but his eyes were immediately attracted to the world behind him.

I saw a red stream of light suddenly appearing in the valley at the end of my field of vision.

The stream of light rose from the ground to the sky, covering the entire Qihuang Valley with a radius of five miles.

Above the valley, a bird's head first appeared, singing to the sky!

Then two pairs of shadows covering the sky appeared on both sides of the valley.

With a slight wave of its wings, the red ocean-like shadow soared into the sky, reaching a thousand feet into the sky, dragging out nine long tails behind it!

"Qiang——"

The screams sounded again.

A huge shadow that changed the color of the world appeared out of thin air, covering the sky and the sun.

Thousands of people in Qihuang Valley could only see the red stream of light rising from the ground, and could not see the whole picture clearly. It was not until the red shadow flew to the sky, hovering between the sea of ​​clouds, and had a bird's eye view of everything on the earth. See clearly that this is a giant bird.

Everyone stood there blankly, staring blankly at the huge shadow in the sky. They may have never seen it before, but everyone understood what the giant bird was at the first glance.

The Phoenix arises from the Dan Cave in Antarctica, the ‘Pel’ of the Great Dan.

The reason why Qihuang Valley is called Qihuang Valley is because it is rumored that a bird once lived here in ancient times.

But no one would have thought that this legend that put gold on their sect’s face would actually be true!

"Qiang——"

The clear phoenix cry spread throughout the world, and the voice was sad and helpless, seeming to be venting the emotions in his heart.

In Evergreen Mountain, tens of millions of birds spread their wings and fly at the same time, gathering towards Qihuang Valley.

Even Tuanzi, who was staying in the bamboo forest, flapped his little wings and chirped and looked at the sky - he recognized who it was, that was his ancestor!

Zuo Lingquan held the mace in his hand and stared blankly at the phoenix in the sky. He seemed to have forgotten the numbness and burning pain on his body.

The same goes for other people in Qihuang Town.

But the sluggishness did not last long.

"ah--"

Wu Qingwan was stunned when she suddenly heard a shrill cry from beside her.

She was so shocked that she came back to her senses, only to see Xu Yuankui hiding in the golden bell, with red flames in his eyes.

The flames seemed to be able to burn away all the karma in the world, and even the souls were turned into nothingness under the red flames.

Xu Yuankui fell to the ground and rolled around, howling miserably. First, his mouth, nose and seven orifices were burned. Occasionally, flames burned through the skin on his body, completely turning into a fireball.

But in the blink of an eye, Xu Yuankui turned into nothingness from the inside out, not even ashes were left.

There were more than one scream!

Wu Qingwan looked back and saw that the three people who were besieging them in the distance also fell to the ground and rolled over. It was as if they were punished by the god of fire. The flames instantly devoured their whole bodies, but they disappeared in an instant.

Cheng Jiujiang, who was stunned at the scene, noticed the movement and knelt down on the ground, raising his remaining left arm toward the sky to beg for mercy:

"Hey! I'm a good person! Don't burn indiscriminately, I'm on Phoenix's side..."

Fortunately, the phoenix in the sky did not burn randomly. After burning to death a few people who hated it, it stopped and hovered in place, seeming to have lost consciousness.

In front of the octagonal archway, Tang Jingxun stopped crying and sat slumped on the ground in a daze, looking at everything that happened in front of him.

Zuo Lingquan also came back to his senses and looked at the phoenix in the sky. After a long time, he said:

"I...I'm going..."

The mace fell to the ground, and his body, which had already been unable to support itself, also fell to the ground.

Plop——

When Wu Qingwan heard the sound, she suddenly came to her senses, dropped the long sword in her hand, ran to Zuo Lingquan, hugged the bruised Zuo Lingquan, and said urgently:

"Ling Quan, God is merciful, don't die...where are you going? Don't be anxious..."

Zuo Lingquan recovered a little from the shock and stopped looking at the savior in the sky. Instead, he looked at Wu Qingwan next to him and opened his mouth:

"Well……"

Wu Qingwan was so anxious that she quickly put it to her lips and said in a crying voice:

"You say it, you say it, I listen... wu wu..."

"Medicine...medicine...if you cry again...you will really die..."

? !

Wu Qingwan was stunned for a moment, then trembled in shock, hurriedly took out the elixir from her arms and stuffed it into Zuo Lingquan's mouth.

Zuo Lingquan forcibly swallowed the elixir and looked at the phoenix in the sky again. He was about to study what it was, but when he looked up, he was stunned on the spot.

I saw a golden mace appearing high in the sky where the phoenix was hovering!

The golden mace has a Flood Dragon hovering above it, bursting out with bright lightning and flying in the air on its own.

Wherever the golden mace passed, it left a golden trail, but in an instant, a huge magic circle was drawn in the sky thousands of feet high, and a white stream of light lit up.

next moment.

boom--

There was a huge roar in the clear sky, but it wasn't thunder, it was more like the sky was falling - or the sky was falling.

Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan looked at the sky together, and saw a crack in the blue sky.

Dark lightning appeared around the crack, and everything around it began to distort.

Under the vast power of heaven, the whole world flashed under the light of thunder.

Zuo Lingquan just looked directly at Lei Guang, his eyes felt stinging, and he lost his vision in an instant.

bang——

The thunder could not be heard for more than a moment.

When Zuo Lingquan's vision returned, he discovered that a huge crack appeared in the clear sky. There was no thunder around, and it seemed to have stabilized.

He stared at the crack that tore apart the space, and he could clearly see that behind the crack was a palace!

The palace is suspended in the air, like a fairy palace in the sky, with five colors of light hanging around it, leading nowhere.

Soon, a figure appeared from the palace and came to the crack.

The woman was riding the wind and moving forward on the sea of ​​clouds, with a huge black shield like a shadow wall suspended behind her. She seemed unhappy, but in the next moment, she had already passed through the crack and arrived here between heaven and earth!

The cracks disappeared and the sky returned to its original state, but the vast power of heaven did not disappear.

The woman was wearing a golden dress and leaning against a huge black shield. She was very small compared to the entire world, less than a feather of the phantom of the phoenix.

But Zuo Lingquan felt that there was only one woman in this world, and even the sea of ​​clouds and morning light stopped flowing with the woman's appearance.

The overwhelming pressure poured down from the sky, just like a real dragon suddenly landed in a small pond. The pond was unable to accommodate it, so that the water overflowed and the fish and shrimp were pressed into the mud.

Within a hundred miles, everyone, whether they were humans or birds, lost control of their limbs under this indescribable pressure and fell limply to the ground.

Zuo Lingquan felt that his whole body was nailed to the ground, and even moving his fingers was in vain; Wu Qingwan beside him also fell to the ground, holding up his arms hard, but couldn't sit up at all.

The woman was hovering thousands of feet in the air. She didn't say anything shocking to the world, she just raised her right hand.

The cuffs of the golden dress unfolded, and the wind suddenly rose between heaven and earth.

call--

The wind was not strong, but even the clouds far away in the sky began to move towards the woman's cuffs visibly.

The huge phoenix shadow seemed to be pulled by Wu Xing's force, and the red light on its body turned into a red rainbow and entered the woman's sleeve.

The speed was very fast. In the blink of an eye, the woman in the sky put the huge phoenix shadow into her sleeves and looked towards the west in the distance.

The sky was clear, but thunderclouds were moving at this time.

thunderbolt--

Billowing black clouds appeared from nowhere, spread to all corners of the world, and soon swept the entire sky.

Strong winds arose, and the sky and the earth turned from day to night.

The lightning flashed through the sea of ​​clouds, and it was as if a huge monster appeared in the sky and swam among the sea of ​​clouds.

As a bolt of lightning illuminated the entire sea of ​​clouds, Zuo Lingquan finally saw clearly what the shadow was:

A Flood Dragon that occupies the entire sea of ​​clouds!

The Flood Dragon was tumbling among the rolling thunderclouds, and only its dark green scales and dragon tail could be seen occasionally peeking out of the sea of ​​clouds.

Two golden dragon whiskers floated in the sea of ​​clouds, making ripples like water waves.

The Flood Dragon surrounded the woman in the sea of ​​clouds until it surrounded the woman in the center with its huge dragon body whose head and tail were hard to see clearly.

The pressure that oppressed everyone also disappeared at the same time, but no one dared to stand up under this vast power.

"I go……"

Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth, but at this moment, other than looking up, he couldn't say anything else.

As the dark clouds completely covered the entire sky, a rich man's voice also sounded from the sky:

"Senior Shangguan, this is the boundary of Jing Terrace. Your move has crossed the boundary."

Wu Qingwan lost her pressure and was able to sit up, staring blankly at the thunderclouds in the sky. After hearing this voice, she was stunned for a moment, and then became excited:

"Lord Huangshan! Grandmaster! Ling Quan, our Grandmaster is here!"

Everyone in Zuo Lingquan was confused. Lying on the ground and watching the two gods who saw the dragon disappear, they could only respond:

"Really……"

Yue Heng and his second uncle, who were already half-dead, cheered up a bit when they heard Wu Qingwan's voice. They hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground, shouting loudly:

"Meet the Patriarch!"

Cheng Jiujiang, who was stunned for a while, realized who was in the sky and quickly knelt down to salute.

Cheng Jiujiang had traveled in Dayan in the past. Although he was just a wild cultivator, he had heard some rumors about the Immortal Family. He quietly looked at Yue Heng beside him and asked:

"The Lords of Huangshan are all called 'Senior'. Could this Immortal Venerable be the Supreme of the Nine Alliances and the ancestor of the Iron Head Mansion?"

Since the nine sects in the south are called an alliance, there must be a leader.

Originally, the eight lords were all honored based on their respective locations, and there was no distinction between superior and inferior. Tiedong Mansion was near Luohunyuan, so the honorific title of their ancestor was 'Lord Linyuan'.

However, because Lord Linyuan was the first person in the Nine Leagues, the monks of the Nine Leagues gradually called him the 'Nine Leagues Supreme'.

Yue Heng has also been outside, and has heard about the Eight Lords of the Southern League, but those are all legendary figures, and it is the first time he has seen it with his own eyes. He whispered:

"Besides Jiumeng Supreme, who else can be called senior by our patriarch?"

After the initial shock, Cheng Jiujiang's eyes gradually showed panic, and he felt that the two ancestors of the immortal family seemed to smell like gunpowder.

He originally wanted to leave secretly, but he gave it up after thinking about it - if these two people in the sky were fighting, it was still unknown whether the Great Dan Dynasty would still be there. Where could they, a bunch of young monks from the Spiritual Valley Realm, go if they ran away? It's better to open your eyes before you die.

Following Lord Barren Mountain's opening, the woman known as Senior Shangguan raised her hand and waved lightly.

The billowing thundercloud receded and finally formed a hollow like the 'eye of a typhoon'.

The blue sky can be seen in the void, and the golden morning light sprinkled on the billowing thunder clouds, and also sprinkled on the woman's body.

On the opposite side of the woman, the head of a Flood Dragon appeared, but the one who spoke was obviously not the huge Flood Dragon.

Above the dragon's head, a man in long robes stood between the dragon's horns.

The man was not as big as a piece of scales on the dragon's head, and he held a sword in his hand. His aura was not weaker than that of the woman opposite.

The two stood facing each other, and the entire sky seemed to be divided into Yin and Yang halves.

The woman was suspended in front of the huge black shield, and she spoke for the first time since she appeared:

"Everything created by heaven is first come, first served. Qiu Boyue, you are quite old, don't you understand this truth?"

The voice was ethereal and condescending, like an immortal above the nine heavens speaking to an ant on the ground.

The Lord of Barren Mountain, Qiu Boyue, responded calmly:

"This is my Jingtai's territory. No one can take away even a bird or beast without Jingtai's approval, and the same goes for Senior Shangguan."

The woman looked at the huge Flood Dragon in front of her:

"Just you and this four-legged snake?"

Flood Dragon was obviously Spirit Communication wise, and the thunderclouds in the sky became restless and began to revolve around the woman.

Qiu Boyue didn't move at all, and his voice was a little colder:

"Senior Shangguan, do you really want to rely on your old age and sell yourself off?"

After these words, there was no more words from both sides.

The woman suspended in the air gently raised her hand.

clang clang clang——

The world began to tremble.

Zuo Lingquan was looking at the sky when he noticed that the sword Wu Qingwan had inserted on the ground suddenly rose into the air and floated towards the sky.

There were more than one sword floating in the sky, and there was the sound of trembling gold and iron all around.

Looking at it in the blink of an eye, Qihuang Zhen's fallen weapon left the ground at the same time, seeming to be attracted by something and flying high into the sky.

Together with the mace he just picked up... eh?

Zuo Lingquan glanced at it and suddenly found that the mace he picked up had disappeared.

But at this time, Zuo Lingquan couldn't care so much, because in the distance of his field of vision, there were dense "raindrops" in Qihuang Valley.

From a distance, it looked like a bottom-up iron rain appeared in Qihuang Valley. All weapons, whether they were Law Weapon, Spiritual Weapon or ordinary iron weapons, flew into the sky at the same moment.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't see how wide the iron rain affected. He could only see that the iron rain in the direction of Donghua City was densest and turned into a dark cloud.

Zuo Lingquan was shocked from the bottom of his heart by the scene of Ten Thousand Swords returning to his clan, and he didn’t know how to describe it.

soon.

Dense dark clouds composed of weapons all over the sky floated under the sea of ​​gloomy clouds.

The golden mace in the woman's hand stopped in mid-air. Countless iron tools gathered towards the golden mace, gradually turning into a dragon head, then a dragon's bones, a dragon's body, and a dragon's claws...

Under the thunder clouds, hundreds of thousands of iron weapons were quickly gathered. Using swords as lins and gold and iron as bones, a Flood Dragon flashing with metallic luster appeared.

"Roar--"

After the Golden Iron Flood Dragon was fully formed, it let out an earth-shattering dragon roar!

The gold and iron Flood Dragon swam among the thunderclouds, its size no less than that of the long dark blue dragon beside it.

The woman slowly descended and landed on the top of the metal Flood Dragon. She raised her hand to hold the Qingfeng sword floating beside her, and transformed into the same shape as the Lord of Barren Mountain opposite.

Judging from this battle, the woman wanted to use Lord Barren Mountain's method to defeat Lord Barren Mountain at the gate of Jingting Terrace.

Lord Barren Mountain's robes also began to flutter, and the giant black dragon also let out a roar, and thunder resounded through the sea of ​​clouds.

Zuo Lingquan noticed something was wrong, opened his mouth, and wanted to take Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxuan to find a place to hide, but after thinking about it, he decided not to - looking at the battle in the sky, it might not be safe to hide back in his hometown in Qinghe County.

However, the two Immortal Gate ancestors faced each other fiercely, and it seemed that the world was about to collapse, but they did not fight in the end.

Just as the two sides were at war with each other, a voice came from the distant southeast:

"Senior Shangguan, although things created by heaven are first come, first served, Senior Shangguan's move has indeed damaged the spiritual veins of this place. Bo Yue is the lord of the barren mountain and cannot sit idly by. The nine sects formed an alliance with the intention of sharing the same hatred and hatred. Externally, as an elder of the Nine Sects, if Senior Shangguan breaks the rules and takes action in the alliance territory, then the alliance will be destroyed, so please think again, Senior Shangguan."

Among the nine wealthy families around the Yan Dynasty, Jingting Terrace, Tieyong Mansion, and Yunshui Jiantan. The only one who can speak on such an occasion is Lord Qingdu, the ancestor of Yunshui Jiantan. Ordinary people can't. Dare to start a fight.

When the woman in heaven heard these words, she was speechless.

However, after a moment of silence, the metal Flood Dragon hovering around the woman began to silently decompose, apparently listening to the advice.

However, the Flood Dragon disintegrated and hundreds of thousands of iron tools fell from the sky, turning into a real rain of iron.

"I...fuck..."

Zuo Lingquan's pupils suddenly dilated and he moved his hands, trying to signal Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxun, who was in a daze in the distance, to quickly find a place to hide.

It's just that the weapons are overwhelming and cover the entire sky. Unless you go underground, there is no use hiding in the house. You have to be smashed to death by these hundreds of thousands of iron tools.

However, when everyone was in panic, they discovered that the fallen weapons were not in free fall, but were returning along the same path as they flew into the sky.

The weapon turned back extremely fast, like hundreds of thousands of flying swords, returning to its original position in an instant.

Chachacha——

The sound of swords being sheathed was endless.

Wu Qingwan's long sword was inserted into the bluestone street where it was originally located, and even the position of the blade was perfect.

If Zuo Lingquan was shocked by the suction of hundreds of thousands of iron tools into the sky just now, the scene he sees now can only be described as a miracle.

Zuo Lingquan never expected that the woman in the sky, who controlled countless weapons, could actually remember the location of each weapon. This was like a person grabbing a handful of sand and putting each grain of sand back in its place. In the same way, what kind of control is beyond ordinary people's cognition.

Miracles in the eyes of mortals are obviously easily accessible to the woman in heaven.

After all the weapons were returned to their original owners, the woman put away the Qingfeng sword, raised her hand and waved it lightly. Five white jade pillars flew out of her sleeves and landed in the five directions of the east, west, north, south, and middle of Qihuang Valley.

The jade pillars are about three feet high and are engraved with complex mantras. When they fall to the ground, they light up with five colors of light and are connected in series to form a magic circle.

As the formation took shape, the invisible spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to gather towards Qihuang Valley.

A sparkling shadow appeared in the sky above Qihuang Valley. It was invisible to the naked eye and its existence could only be discovered through the refraction of light. Whenever a bird passed through the barrier, there would be ripples in the air, ranging in size. It just covers the Qihuang Valley with a radius of five miles.

Countless ordinary people on the ground looked at the miracles casually dropped by the immortals in the sky with confusion in their eyes.

Cheng Jiujiang was stunned for a moment and said in shock:

"Is this the sect-protecting formation?"

Yue Heng was stunned and couldn't even speak with his mouth open.

The woman in the sky, after setting up the Spirit Gathering formation, ignored Qiu Boyue, turned around and faced the north, raised her hand to tear the void again, and her figure disappeared without a trace.

The Lord of Huangshan, who was standing on top of the dragon's head, did not stop him. After the woman left, he looked down. Then he raised his hand and waved lightly, dropping a stone tablet - the ancestral line of "Crane Holding Book" was engraved on the stone tablet. Door badge.

After that, the rolling thunderclouds covering the sky dissipated at an extremely fast speed, and within a few breaths, the sky was clear again.

When the morning light shone on Qihuang Town again, there was nothing in the sky, as if everything that had just happened was just everyone's illusion.

Zuo Lingquan was lying on the ground, in a state of trance with Wu Qingwan. It was not until the world returned to its original state and the surrounding area became an ordinary town again that his heartstrings relaxed and random words came to his ears:

"Lingquan? Lingquan..."

"Why did the damn bitch run away...Xiao Zuo, Xiao Zuo..."

"Thank you, Master Patriarch, for your kindness..."

"This seems to be the stone monument of Jingtaixia Sect..."

"Elder Yue, one of my arms is broken, so I have to leave an elder's position for me..."

"You haven't found the arm yet, it's still too late to get it..."

…

The sound became increasingly blurry. Zuo Lingquan faintly saw Tang Jingxuan running over, hugging him together with Wu Qingwan. His cheek was sandwiched between four soft dumplings. Before he could feel it, his consciousness fell into darkness...

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