Immortal and Demon Cultivation

The little fat man planned to challenge the thirty-seven elders of Cangyun Sect and show his face in front of the Thirteen Evils of Huangquan.

Unexpectedly, he was knocked back by a powerful force as soon as they met.

The hands holding the double stick magic weapon were also trembling slightly, which showed that he was at an absolute disadvantage in this confrontation.

It was understandable that these thirty-seven elders were all sword immortals above the realm of heaven and man, and each of them had the second level of sword cultivation.

They were the real strong men of Cangyun Sect, and they were definitely not comparable to those newly rising rookies.

They had rich experience in fighting, strong true essence and spiritual power, very high laws, and the immortal swords in their hands were also not bad.

These thirty-seven people practiced the sword with the strongest attack.

How could the little fat man challenge these thirty-seven people alone?

Wei Sanshiliu looked at the thirty-seven sword immortals flying up, and he licked his lips.

The two red daylily axes in his hands slowly rose with a faint flame.

These two axes are of great origin.

It can be said that among the Thirteen Evils of Huangquan and the Twelve Heroes of Huangtian, Wei Sanshiliu's Xuanhua Axe is the most powerful.

More than ten years ago, the three gods of golden armor descended on the earth in the back mountain of the Samsara Peak. At that time, Xianyao defeated Fulong, one of the three gods of golden armor, in three moves.

After Fulong admitted defeat, he threw the two Xuanhua axes in his hand to Xianyao.

Then, Xianyao recognized the identity of the storyteller.

The storyteller's master, Senior Zhuge, once taught Xianyao and made Xianyao's current peerless cultivation.

In order to repay Senior Zhuge's guidance and teachings, Xianyao gave the two blood-refined divine axes to the storyteller.

The storyteller was such a greedy old man that he accepted it on the spot without even a polite word.

Now, the two fire crystal divine axes are in the hands of Wei Sanshiliu.

Twelve people stood in front of the thirty-six people.

Behind them was the battlefield that was gradually coming to an end.

Seeing that there were masters from the Cangyun Sect lying in ambush, the Thirteen Huangquan Evils no longer held back their strength. Now on the battlefield in the north, only Elder Fan and Leng Zongsheng were still struggling.

The other young disciples were all seriously injured and fell from the sky.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The sound of breaking through the air came, and the Thirteen Huangquan Evils who had finished the battle flew over one after another.

There were nine people in total.

Now the situation is that the Nine Huangquan Evils, plus the Twelve Huangtian Heroes, a total of twenty-one people, are facing the thirty-seven elders and seniors of the Cangyun Sect.

Both sides seem to be able to feel the powerful momentum emanating from each other.

A tall old man, holding a divine sword with a flashing green light, stood in the front.

He said loudly: "Boys, don't hide it. Although you are wearing masks, everyone knows that you are Ye Xiaochuan's disciples, Huangquan Thirteen Evils.

In terms of seniority, Ye Xiaochuan is my nephew, and you are my grandchildren

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Senior, we don't want to bully the weak.

You are very strong, but you are not our opponent. We hope that you guys will give up your swords and go back to Cangyun with us. Don't worry, with your master's relationship, no one will hurt your lives, and you will be released soon."

The people of Huangquan Thirteen Evils took off their hats one by one and untied the black cloth on their faces.

However, the Twelve Heroes of Huangtian did not move.

The pretty little girl Nine-tailed Cat said, "Since you are all great-grandmasters, we have no place to hide.

We are here today to retrieve the Pluto Flag on the orders of our master. Our master's words are destiny, and we must complete them.

If the great-grandmasters want to take us back to Cangyun Sect, just ask the swords in our hands if they agree."

The tall old man frowned slightly.

To be honest, he really didn't want to fight with Ye Xiaochuan's disciples.

They all had a good relationship with Zui Lao in private.

If Zui Lao knew that he was bullying his disciples, he would make a scene with his protective temper.

I thought that since there were so many people on my side, and they were all top-notch warriors, I would let Huangquan Thirteen Evils and other disciples recognize the reality.

Unexpectedly, these boys were so arrogant that they didn't take them, the old guys, seriously.

The tall old man said in a deep voice: "Since Ye Xiaochuan has not educated you well, let us elders help him educate you."

The old man waved his hand, and the people behind him hesitated for a moment, but finally rushed up with swords.

At any time, they always put the interests of Cangyun first.

Of course, this group of old men and women did not want to kill people. Their idea was very simple, just capture these disciples of Ye Xiaochuan and bring them back to Cangyun.

With Ye Xiaochuan's connections in Cangyun Sect and Ye Xiaochuan's current status in the world, Yu Jizi would not dare to kill them even if he captured the Thirteen Evils of Huangquan.

The final result was nothing more than Ye Xiaochuan punishing himself with three cups of wine, giving Cangyun Sect a step, and Yu Jizi would let them go.

When the nine-tailed cat saw these old men and women starting to attack, he shouted: "You Twelve Heroes of Huangtian, step back!"

"You look down on us, don't you? Brothers and sisters, charge!"

Wei Sanshiliu rotated two fire crystal axes and screamed.

The other masked young people also rushed up with a squeak.

The fight between these young people is too unprofessional, just like street hooligans, they are not competing in skills, but voices.

It seems that whoever howls louder is the most powerful!

"Are you guys going to die? Come back now!"

The Thirteen Shas of Huangquan and others felt anxious in their hearts when they saw these young men rushing forward desperately.

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These are all the master's grandfather's men. If a few of them die, how will they explain it when they go back?

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Nine people from the Thirteen Evils of Huangquan were about to rush to the rescue.

The next moment, a scene that shocked the jaws of these martial arts geniuses appeared.

Wei Sanliu charged at the front, threw out his double axes, and turned into two rotating fireballs.

Wherever the fireball passed, the space quickly collapsed.

The shattered space fragments were not the common colorful colors, but red, fiery red, as if the space fragments were burning violently.

An extremely scorching heat wave, carrying countless burning space fragments, flew towards the master of Cangyun Sect opposite.

The powerful pressure can be clearly felt from a long distance.

The tall old man's old face suddenly changed and he shouted: "Be careful!"

These Cangyun Sect elders also reacted very quickly, and they also felt the terrifying power of these axes.

The three elders in front drew their swords at the same time, and three sword shadows flew up. Two of the sword shadows hit the two fire crystal axes. The other sword shadow contained a very powerful sword intention. Heal broken spaces.

With two loud noises, the sword shadow was instantly scattered by the Fire Crystal Divine Axe. The expressions of the two Cangyun Sect elders sank, and at the same time they felt an unparalleled power coming from the world.

The two used their swords again to resolve the issue, and when the Fire Crystal Divine Ax flew in front of them, they finally lifted the Fire Crystal Divine Ax away.

The figure of Wei Thirty-Six disappeared in the sky, and when he appeared, he was directly above the elder of Cangyun Sect.

He held the flying fire crystal ax with both hands.

He shouted loudly: "Strike the sacred mountain with all your strength!"

It's one level better than splitting Mount Huashan. This guy split the sacred mountain!

Wei Thirty-Six fell from the sky and chopped down two fire crystal divine axes in the air.

In an instant, the Fire Crystal Divine Ax expanded rapidly.

An unimaginable pressure came down from above.

The expressions of the elders of Cangyun Sect changed drastically.

None of them expected that this boy with a very young voice would have such terrifying cultivation!

Fortunately, these elders reacted in time and dispersed to avoid.

The power of the two fire crystal divine axes cut off an empty person, but the wasteland below was covered in blood.

There was a loud sound like the earth was shattering, and the huge double ax struck the ground fiercely, sending up billowing dust and smoke.

Seeing this scene, Elder Cangyun and the Thirteen Evils of Underworld were stunned.

This is just the beginning.

A very strong young man named Shan Pao. His magic weapon was the most special. It turned out to be a meteor hammer that exuded golden light.

Meteor hammers are relatively common in the hands of mortals, but when they appear in the hands of cultivators, they are quite explosive.

The mountain cannon waved the chain, and the golden meteor hammer instantly turned into an arc, sweeping across an elder Cangyun in front.

It is worthy of the law

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Treasure, holding it in hand, the chain is only one foot long.

After being swung out, the chain quickly grows longer and directly attacks enemies dozens of feet away.

Elder Cangyun was shocked by the two axes of Wei Sanliu, when suddenly, his consciousness sensed the attack of the magic weapon.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a meteor hammer!

"What the hell magic weapon!"

The meteor hammer was coming very fast, and the elder could only activate his true energy to block the fairy sword in front of him, and at the same time, he deployed a layer of defensive barrier.

boom!

The defensive barrier was shattered by the meteor hammer in an instant, and the golden meteor hammer covered with sharp thorns hit the sword in the elder's hand hard.

That elder is also a swordsman in the realm of gods and humans, and his combat prowess is extraordinary.

However, under this heavy blow, he groaned and retreated rapidly, flying dozens of feet before he stabilized his body.

A girl shouted: "Mountain gun! Well done! Look at my girl's skills!"

The girl held a long silver whip and rolled it quickly, directly shattering countless incoming sword energy.

She seemed to be more courageous than the fat little tiger carrying two sticks at the beginning. The long whip formed a horizontal tornado, her body merged with the wind pillar, and she rushed directly into the crowd of Cangyun Sect elders.

"I don't bow my head when I see the king. The officers and soldiers of the three armies kowtow. White horses and silver spears... seek revenge!"

A young man in white robe wearing a bamboo hat, holding a silver gun.

As graceful as a startled dragon, like a swimming dragon.

The silver gun swept away, the tip of the gun flashed with cold light, leaving a long and thin scratch directly in the space.

As the young man in white robe shot backhand, the space shattered, and countless sharp space fragments turned into endless light spots, directly forcing back the two Cangyun elders.

"Wow la la..."

A very short boy, carrying a nine-ring wide-backed machete that was taller than his body, spoke in a sharp Qin accent.

The knife rotates along the waist, and the nine rings on the back of the nine-ring knife make crisp sounds.

The shadow of the knife expanded, sweeping across the sky, earth, and sky.

The tall old man from Cangyun Sect focused his eyes and stabbed out the fairy sword in his hand.

There was a loud noise, and the energy exploded, turning into endless air waves.

The short boy leaned back with a look of surprise on his face.

As for the tall old man, his body flew back more than ten feet.

He looked horrified: "Such a strong sword intent! How is it possible!"

The short boy chuckled and said: "The sword moves lightly, but the sword moves thickly. Little old man, I wonder if the sword in your hand can take on my Thirty-six Fengjuanyun Blades!"

After saying that, the young man kicked the back of the knife, and his body quickly rotated, and the huge nine-ring wide-back knife also rotated.

The strong knife intent instantly filled the world.

Wherever the knife light passed, the world collapsed!

"The tenth style of the wind sweeping the clouds, breaking the army!"