Aiming for the Immortal Path

"You are a Taoist from Tianshan, you are really cunning!"

"You say so much just to make people think that I, Biyunxuan, secretly provoked this matter and instigated the Xuanyuan Sword Sect to target you."

"It's a pity that when you used the Tiangang Green Wood Sword outside the Ancient Immortal Sect that day, you saw many monks with your own eyes."

"Without the help of the Tiangang Green Wood Sword, with your cultivation strength, how could you have fought against Taoist Lu Feng, who holds the Lingbao level treasure of our sect."

Madam Hong spoke repeatedly with a scornful smile.

In her opinion, it is an indisputable fact that Su Twelve holds the Tiangang Green Wood Sword.

Even if the people of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect were hostile to evil cultivators like him, they would definitely seek out the person in front of them in order to find the Tiangang Green Wood Sword.

The difference is that if the two of them are not discovered, they can still act secretly.

Now that he has been discovered, it may be difficult to reap the benefits.

Even how to escape from the few people in front of you is a troublesome problem.

Thoughts turning secretly, Madam Hong remained calm on the surface, but the real energy in her body was secretly rising at this moment.

His attention was also quietly focused on his companion, the monk surnamed Tu.

"The right and wrong will naturally become clear to anyone who is a member of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect when Shanren meets one."

"On the other hand, you two are still evil-minded and want to plot against Shanren."

"In this encounter, I can only say that you two are seeking your own death."

Su Twelve's expression did not change, and he still looked calm.

As he spoke, the breath all over his body stirred like a tide.

After finishing his words, he did not rush to take action, but turned to look at Jun Duxing and the other three people behind him.

"Three fellow Taoists, I don't need to say much about these two people, they should all know each other."

"Although they are here to attack the mountain people, if we let them escape, there is no guarantee that we will not cause another trouble while we are exploring the ruins of the ancient gods."

"Besides, personal grievances aside, these few people are from well-established families and should be at odds with these evil cultivators."

"I hope the three fellow Taoists will spare no effort to help the mountain people!"

As the magic formula in his hand changed, a voice came from Su Twelve's mouth, and he quickly spoke to the three people behind him.

What he said was impassioned, and he directly expressed his righteousness, elevating personal grudges to the battle between good and evil.

Madam Hong must not let them go, but if she really wants to take action, she shouldn't do it alone.

Regardless of whether he is exploring the ruins of the ancient gods, he is still trying to plot against the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace.

The more strength you retain, the more security you will have.

"You are really troublesome and cunning!"

"Obviously it's a very simple cooperation, but we are trying every possible way to maximize our value!"

"That's all! Who told us to board your pirate ship!"

Jun Duxing frowned slightly, and his tone of voice was slightly dissatisfied.

However, with the larger goal of Ancient God Ruins in front of him, even if he knew that Su Twelve had some small thoughts, he could only cooperate.

After all, entering the ruins of the ancient gods in advance is a great temptation.

If you really go in early, you can get huge rewards easily.

In comparison, being taken advantage of by the person in front of you and exerting some strength is nothing at all.

As he spoke, Jun Duxing's murderous aura suddenly rose.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and cast a spell.

Peiran's true energy surged, and a fiery red sword as long as an arm, with its entire body burning with hot flames, suddenly appeared in the air.

The grade of the long knife is not high, it is only a fifth-grade magic weapon.

However, the aura on it was churning, but the moment it appeared, it brought great invisible pressure to everyone around it.

"disease!"

Jun Duxing gave a clear shout, and the long knife shot out of the air. A fiery arc of light flashed through the air, and it went straight towards Mrs. Hong and the two of them.

At the same time, Nangong Ruoshui and Ling Changkong also frowned slightly.

Regardless of whether he was dissatisfied with Su Twelve's request, his movements were not slow at all.

One of them kneaded the secrets and recited the mantra, and the awe-inspiring righteousness and true energy containing water vapor emerged, as if there were turbulent waves surging.

One person formed a sword technique with his hand, and the sword box behind him trembled, and a delicate flying sword as long as a palm flew out.

The flying sword is not big, but the sword intention on it is particularly amazing. It can be seen that the person who made the move has really extraordinary attainments in swordsmanship.

See this scene.

Madam Hong and the other two people, who originally wanted to continue talking to delay their escape, suddenly changed their expressions.

Facing Su Twelve alone was not so bad.

The four of them made moves at the same time, using the power of the spells forcefully, and it was enough that each move was better than the other.

Just one Blazing Blade Mad Lord walking alone is enough to put huge pressure on the two of them.

"hateful!"

"Fellow Daoist Tu, this battle seems inevitable. We have to fight with our lives to have a chance to escape!"

Cursing secretly, Madam Hong reacted quickly.

Before the long sword from the front could strike through the air, a series of spells were formed on his hand.

The voice sounded, and he quickly reminded the monk surnamed Tu next to him.

"Tu understands, but to escape later, we have to use Mrs. Hong's secret method!"

The face of the monk surnamed Tu was even more ugly.

At this moment, I couldn't help but secretly regret that I shouldn't have believed in Madam Hong's instigation.

Although the foundation of the main body has been severely damaged, there is a complete clone. With some effort, it may not be impossible to find the secret medicine and cultivation resources to make the main body recover.

On the contrary, with Mrs. Hong's actions, Ling Yueshang's whereabouts were lost.

His whereabouts were even revealed by the person in front of him.

In the current situation, even if I get away, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape intact.

However, I thought of the secret method of escape that Mrs. Hong showed in advance, as well as the secret method in advance.

He always harbors resentment and is not in a hurry to show it.

The true essence in his body roared out, and a defensive magic weapon, the bell, grew stronger in the wind and stretched in front of him as he tried his best to urge it.

"Clang!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of golden swords clashing, the long sword that broke through the air slashed fiercely on the bell.

Amidst a group of dazzling fireworks, the loud bell sounded in all directions.

The flames dissipated, but the long sword was still burning with flames, and it was fierce.

On the other hand, the light of the suspended bell became obviously dim, and cracks appeared on it.

This scene made the monk surnamed Tu feel very distressed.

But no matter how distressed he was, he knew more clearly what would happen to him once the defensive magic weapon was broken.

Without any hesitation, the earth monk decisively bit his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood turned into a ball of blood mist, and under the influence of the true essence, it poured into the bell.

The next moment, the bell, which was originally full of cracks and dim in brilliance, became bright again.

But at this moment, Nangong Ruoshui and Ling Changkong attacked.

"Madam Hong, what are you doing? Why don't you come and help Tu?!"

The monk surnamed Tu's eyes were red with anger.

The reason why he was able to block the attack of Jun Duxing's flaming long sword was that the other party did not use any tricks.

And his own defensive magic weapon was quite good.

Even so, he was forced to spit out blood.

At this moment, with two more attacks, he knew the result without thinking.

It was impossible to block it!

Glancing at his companion Madam Hong, the monk surnamed Tu shouted anxiously, almost roaring.

At the critical moment of life and death, he could not help but be anxious.