Xiuxian exchange system

Two more days.

Lai Wuhen finally met Li Ziling.

However, her current situation is not very good, her body is covered with blood, and most of her breath is sluggish.

Zheng and Shang Xiuran, fifteen monks from Huanmiaomen, and twelve monks from Yushouzong were surrounded by thirty monks from Tianjianmen.

There were more than a dozen monks from Huan Miao Sect and Yu Beast Sect lying on the ground.

The Snow Shadow Sword driven by Shang Xiuran really has some skills. Every time the sword is stabbed, a snowflake will be born. When the snowflake touches the enemy's magic weapon, a chill will be transmitted to the cultivator's body along the magic weapon. in vivo.

It's a pity that in the face of Tianjianmen's joint fencing skills, the cold air was shared by everyone, but his magical power did not have much effect.

With a long spear in Li Ziling's hand, she rushed from left to right, and every time she collided, her hands would feel numb for a while. If it wasn't for the other monks to resist together, she would have been unable to hold on long ago.

And on the periphery of them, there are more than a dozen spirit beasts of various types at the peak of the first level, who are not afraid of death and want to rush out a bloody path.

But under the fierce offensive of Tianjianmen, everyone was seriously injured, and gradually began to fail.

Lai Wuhen never imagined that the monks from Huan Miao Sect and Yu Beast Sect could have such perfect cooperation.

I'm afraid that Tianjianmen is relying on the power of their joint fencing skills to plan to wipe them all out.

Lai Wuhen swept over with his spiritual sense and basically understood the situation on the field. He slapped two flying talismans on his legs, escaped into the air, and rushed towards the besieged monks.

"No." Li Ziling yelled as soon as he felt Lai Wuhen's appearance.

The monks of Huanmiaomen and Yushouzong thought at first that someone had arrived, but they didn't expect that it was someone who came to die.

Tianjianmen has a team of 30 people, falling from the sky is undoubtedly a living target.

Earlier, some of them tried to escape by flying away, but all of them were stabbed into sieves.

How could Lai Wuhen not even have this bit of combat experience, when the flying sword stabbed at him, he protected his vitals, so that the sharp sword could hit him hard without taking his life away immediately.

This sounds simple, but in fact, he still has to take a lot of risks, but for the 100 million bad luck points, he can only continue to fight for one more time.

When he landed perfectly in Li Ziling's arms, there was a forced smile on his face.

Yunli and Taotie flashed out from his waist at the same time, and rushed towards the monks of Tianjianmen.

"Brother Lai, what do you think?" Although Li Ziling didn't know why Lai Wuhen did this, she was worried about him from the bottom of her heart.

But seeing that Lai Wuhen's injury was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, the expression on his face became much calmer.

"I think you are beautiful today." Lai Wuhen didn't know why he made such a teasing remark, but smelling the familiar fragrance, he couldn't help himself.

These days, he has been worrying about something. Originally, he thought that he would not care too much about Li Ziling's life and death, but when he thought of the scenes of her being beheaded by the monks of the Beast Sect and the monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect... , he couldn't bear it.

Li Ziling's face twitched when he heard the words, he just checked Lai Wuhen's injury, and didn't say much.

Where are the other monks free to care about what these two guys are doing here.

With the addition of Taotie and Yunli, the battle situation began to stabilize.

At this moment, there was a tremor under the ground, and sand and dust billowed.

Tang Xiayue came out from the ground sitting on the Scarlet Flame Ten Thousand Poisonous Scorpion, and two huge pliers pinched two monks from the Heavenly Sword Sect to death.

Seeing this, the monks of the Beast Sect exclaimed loudly, but the monks of the Huanmiaomen had mixed feelings of joy and sorrow.

That's a third-order spirit beast. If the Heavenly Sword Sect is destroyed, wouldn't it be the turn of people like myself next?
As a result, the monks of the Royal Beast Sect all had high morale and stepped forward bravely.

The monks of the Huanmiaomen started to hold back, and gradually distanced themselves from the monks of the Beast Sect.

Li Ziling saw that although Lai Wuhen was seriously injured, his life was not in danger, so he carried him behind his back, with a spear in his hand, and joined the battle group, fighting and retreating with the monks of the Huanmiaomen.

The cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect were successively killed by Taotie, Yunli, and the Scarlet Flame Ten Thousand Poisonous Scorpion.

The combined fencing skills that were originally formed disintegrated in an instant, and each of them ran away in all directions without even caring about the magic weapon.

But the more he fled, the faster he died, and he was killed in a short time.

The twelve monks of the Royal Beast School shouted wildly around Tang Xiamu, and all of them looked at the monks of the Huanmiaomen with deadly eyes.

A total of sixteen monks from Huanmiaomen and Lai Wuhen retreated to the side. Taotie roared at the team of monks from the Beast Master Sect in front, the ear-piercing sound like a baby's wail came out, and everyone heard it The scalp felt numb for a while.

The monks of Huanmiaomen don't know why there is a second-level Taotie on their side, and there is also a ghost monk with a ghost head cultivation level.

But in this way, my heart is settled a lot.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, why is Fellow Daoist Lai so unbearable?" Naturally, Tang Xiamu didn't know that Lai Wuhen did it on purpose.

Reluctantly, Lai Wuhen stood in front of the crowd, and said lightly, "Your fellow Daoist Tang, seeing that I am so unbearable, do you mean to have a showdown here?"

Tang Xiamu's consciousness swept away Taotie and Yunli, and then smiled slightly: "It's at this time, there is no need to fight anymore, divide up the imprints of Qi and blood on the ground, and the foundation establishment pills obtained must be enough for us to establish foundations." Use it."

"Since Fellow Daoist Tang thinks so, it would be great." Lai Wuhen coughed deliberately as he spoke, but Tang Xiamu was unmoved.

Seeing them, the monks of the two sides seemed to have fought a long time ago, but there was no winner, which was beyond their imagination.

Only Li Ziling knew some details about Lai Wuhen, and she didn't act too surprised, but it was the first time she knew about the existence of Taotie.

Now that the highest combat power of the two sides has reached a consensus, although the monks of both sides do not like each other, at this time, no one chooses to continue to attack.

Taotie, Ghost Cultivator, and Scarlet Flame Ten Thousand Poisonous Scorpion are not something they can deal with.

The corpses and storage bags of dozens of people on the ground were divided into two halves, and the monks on both sides began to collect blood marks.

A total of 32 qi and blood imprints were collected on one side of Huanmiaomen, Li Ziling and the others each collected two, and the remaining twelve were all given to Lai Wuhen.

Lai Wuhen also accepted it unceremoniously.

The monks of the two sides built a temporary cave with a distance of hundreds of feet, and began to adjust their breathing to recover. Everyone was weighing the results of this battle, and no one had the intention of searching elsewhere.

Just waited until the formation was withdrawn, and everyone returned to the place where the three Jindan stage monks were waiting.

The white-browed Taoist looked at the returning monks, his face was getting longer and longer.