Family Cultivation: I can catalyze spirit insects

"Mr. Chen, stop talking nonsense with this guy, just do it."

"Okay, since Fairy Hong Ling has spoken, I will take care of these two Five Poison Sect monks!"

Chen Daosheng looked very proud, put his two fingers together, and a sword light cut through the sky and slashed towards Ye Liang.

Although he didn't use all his strength in this attack, he also used 30% of his spiritual power, which was enough to seriously injure Ye Liang.

"Elder, save me!"

Feeling the terrifying sword energy, Ye Liang was terrified and shouted for help.

"With me here, how could I let you hurt people?"

Song Yiming snorted coldly and kicked Ye Liang, kicking him several feet away and avoiding Chen Daosheng's attack.

"Looking for death!"

After the attack missed, Chen Daosheng became angry and slashed at Song Yiming with a long sword in his hand.

Boom!

The spiritual power vibrated, and the air waves rolled, blowing everyone so hard that they couldn't open their eyes.

Chen Daosheng's face changed, and he felt a huge force coming along his arm. He couldn't help but retreat three steps.

Song Yiming, on the other hand, just shook his body and returned to normal.

The difference between the two was immediately determined!

"Damn, why is this purple light shield so hard?"

After a probing blow, Chen Daosheng's face was gloomy, and he looked at the purple Yuan Gang on Song Yiming's body, his eyes flickering.

The power of the "Sword Art of No Life" he practiced was extremely terrifying, and even a cultivator of the same level would be seriously injured if he was not careful.

But the opponent easily blocked the blow just now, which was enough to show that his magical power was not inferior to his.

"No wonder this person is so confident, it turns out he has some skills."

"Humph, the blow just now was just a test, just a warm-up, and next, it will be real."

Chen Daosheng was afraid in his heart, but there was no abnormality on his face.

As soon as the voice fell, the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and the long sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling sword light, as if it was going to pierce the sky.

"Mr. Chen, stop!"

Fairy Hong Ling's face changed.

The Five Poison Sect would only turn a blind eye to killing a Qi-refining disciple, but if the elder was killed, the Five Poison Sect would never let it go.

Unfortunately, Chen Daosheng had been blinded by anger and could not hear any sound at all.

"Kill!"

Chen Daosheng shouted, and a ten-foot sword light cut through the sky, mixed with terrifying sword energy, and slashed towards Song Yiming.

He used almost all his strength in this sword, and the terrifying sword energy made everyone's breathing stagnate, as if a mountain was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to breathe.

"Interesting."

Song Yiming narrowed his eyes and looked at the sword light falling from the sky, without dodging or evading.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the sword light and the purple extreme Yuan Gang collided violently, bursting out with dazzling light, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

The terrifying air wave, like a tide, spread in all directions, and the disciples of the Jade Girl Sect who were watching the show were directly blown away and fell to the ground.

Even Fairy Hong Ling felt a tightness in her chest and took two steps back before she barely stopped.

"So strong, this attack has reached the half-step golden elixir realm!"

Fairy Hong Ling's pupils shrank, and just as she was about to look at Song Yiming, she saw a scene that she would never forget.

Song Yiming stood there as if nothing had happened, and the purple Yuan Gang on his body only dimmed a little, and then recovered as before.

As for Chen Daosheng, his face was pale, blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth, and cracks appeared on his long sword, obviously he was seriously injured.

"This..."

Looking at this scene, Fairy Hong Ling widened her beautiful eyes, with an unbelievable look on her face.

You know, Chen Daosheng is a direct disciple of the Wusheng Sword School, and he has cultivated the "Wusheng Sword Art" to a small success, almost invincible at the same level.

Even if ten foundation-building cultivators joined forces to fight Chen Daosheng, the outcome would be unpredictable.

But now, Chen Daosheng's full-strength attack not only failed to hurt Song Yiming, but he himself was seriously injured.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have thought she was dreaming.

"With this little strength, you dare to shout in front of me?"

"Go back and practice for another hundred years."

Song Yiming glanced coldly.

This glance made Chen Daosheng's heart tremble, and he couldn't even think of resisting.

"No..."

"I, Chen Daosheng, have practiced hard for more than 30 years and am invincible at the same level. How could I lose to an unknown cultivator?"

"Who are you?"

Chen Daosheng looked at Song Yiming with horror and asked in a trembling voice.

He seriously suspected that the man in front of him was not an elder of the Five Poison Sect at all, but an old monster who deliberately pretended to be a pig and ate the tiger.

"Me? But an ordinary elder of the Five Poison Sect."

"Now, can I take Ye Liang, this disciple, away?"

Song Yiming smiled faintly and looked at Fairy Hong Ling, waiting for an answer.

"Daoyou, please." Fairy Hong Ling took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in her heart, and stepped aside.

Even Chen Daosheng was no match for Song Yiming. If she tried to stop him, she would definitely be in trouble.

"Let's go!"

Song Yiming sneered, turned around and took Ye Liang, got on the golden light guard, and left.

It was not until the two figures disappeared that everyone reacted.

"Oh my God, this purple-clothed boy is too strong. Even Chen Daosheng is not his opponent."

"Yes, this man is so young, but he can block the sword intent of Wusheng. When did the Five Poison Sect produce such a master?"

"I don't know. Anyway, he is handsome and has an extraordinary temperament. It would be great if he was my Taoist partner."

"Junior sister, you are crazy about him again. He is a demon cultivator. Be careful not to take your yin to replenish your yang."

The disciples of the Jade Maiden Sect talked a lot, but Chen Daosheng was the only one with a gloomy face and extremely ugly, as if he had eaten ten pounds of dog shit.

Originally, he wanted to show the power in front of the Red Aya Fairy, showing a good performance, and to please the beauty.

However, he did not expect that Song Yiming's strength was strong, but he was not an opponent, but lost his face.

"Chen Gongzi, victory or defeat is a common thing, you don't need to care too much."

"I want to say, the purple coat boy, the magical power is weird, there must be weird, maybe, what magic merit has been cultivated."

The red a fairy comforts softly.

"Yes, although Magic Gongxiu is fast, there are many disadvantages. This person must not be far away."

"As long as I practice, I will lose him next time!"

Chen Daosheng's eyes lighted up, and finally found an excuse, his face was much better.

As if it had been seen, the scene of defeating Song Yiming and raising his eyebrows.

"What Chen Gongzi said was that although Magic Monk, although the magical power was strong, he had gone to the crooked door.

"This time, he represented Zongmen, went to Yujing, and participated in the evil conference. Chen Gongzi was free. You can go with me?"

"Proposed."