I saved the whole sect by playing badly

The whereabouts of Ye Qiao are not yet known, but the power of the light shovel has given them a lot of experience. Any restrictions captured by the shovel can be smashed to pieces.

Of course, the smooth journey may also be due to the lack of research on demon battle talismans, and the power is simply not comparable to those issued by serious talisman cultivators.

"I can't understand why they are so weak in formations, so why should they set up formations?" Isn't this just superfluous?

"If you don't even set up a formation, it's impossible to open the door and warmly welcome us uninvited guests." This is not a technical issue, but a dignity issue.

Mu Chongxi jumped up and stood in a suitable position to look down from above.

Without the help of the monsters, the situation on the monks' side was much easier, and some powerful people could rack their brains to find ways to deal with the demons blocking the way.

For the demons, it doesn't matter what the demon king wants to do. Who would want to be trapped in a gloomy place like the demons all day long? Stealing the monk's chassis is the shortest way. Not all demons are monks who have become demons halfway. , many demons from generation to generation are serious demon cultivators, bloodthirsty and warlike, with despicable and cruel methods.

The powerful men who were repeatedly plotted against by the demons because they were not despicable enough cursed in their hearts.

The demonic cultivators are easy to deal with, but the point is that there are too many, which makes them stop moving forward. If they don't eliminate the demonic cultivators in front of them today, the number tomorrow will only be more terrifying than today.

This made many powerful people feel as if they were facing a powerful enemy, and they became extremely anxious.

At this time, the disciples rushed to the scene one after another, but Ye Qiao and the Bi Shui Sect disciples were still nowhere to be seen.

But soon no one cared about the whereabouts of those who were not present.

Their eyes were all attracted by these sneaky biographies.

Teenagers wearing various costumes showed their heads from high places one by one and looked down to watch them fight. None of them had any intention of ending.

I don't know which demon cultivator sighed strangely, "Wow, your direct descendants in the world of cultivation really have a lot to do in the future."

"I can't watch it anymore. Are you scared or do you want to watch the show for a while?"

The demon cultivators burst into laughter, which made the powerful ones who were already upset because they couldn't finish the solution a little bit irritable. They slapped their palms and left huge palm prints on the ground. The sound was clear and clear. Two demon cultivators were on the spot. Lost his life.

"sharp."

"Wow~"

Several sword cultivators who were watching the show shouted one after another.

Who doesn't like to be praised? Hearing these sincere exclamations, Da Neng couldn't help but feel a little better, but soon he wanted to curse again, so these brats came here just to watch the show.

"Zhou Xingyun, Mu Chongxi, get out of here."

Duan Yu couldn't stand these brats.

He was also present and caught a glimpse of those furry heads. He didn't know whether they were laughing or angry for a moment. The sword flashed and thunderbolt struck. In an instant, they all jumped away and landed from a high place.

"What are you doing there?"

Go to a play?

"Elder?" Mu Chongxi was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the elders of his sect, he replied happily: "Let's study the fighting methods. It's impossible to just come up with a sword."

Duan Yu suddenly felt very puzzled. Will Mu Chongxi, this impulsive and brainless person, one day also learn to pay attention to strategic coordination?It seems that the daily experience has not been in vain.

"Go and help those seniors, hurry up." Elder Duan didn't want to see him struggling there, so he kicked him into the battlefield.

Mu Chongxi could only draw his sword and prepare to call the sword spirit out to cooperate with him. However, after shaking it several times, he found that the other party had no response.

No response at the critical moment?

What are you doing?

While he was swinging his sword, sword cultivators and talisman cultivators rushed in one after another because of Duan Yu's bad temper.

Seeing that he couldn't summon it, Mu Chongxi simply entered the scene carrying the Morning and Night Sword.

The Morning and Night Sword did not have a sword spirit, so Mu Chongxi was particularly uncomfortable using it, and the sword itself was a bit weaker. There were many demon gods present, and Mu Chongxi was helpless.

He was hit in the center by a demon and slammed to the ground. Shen Ziwei had to have quick eyes and quick hands to drag him back with a magic weapon, otherwise the demon below would have stabbed him through the heart with a single sword.

"Where is your sword spirit?"

With the sword spirit around, he wouldn't be approached by so many monks.

Mu Chongxi shook his head: "Maybe Chao Xi has his own ideas."

Seeing that Zhou Xingyun and Mu Chongxi's sword spirits didn't show up, the demons were happy, "Grab their swords!" The demons always play dirty, regardless of whether they are despicable or not, as long as they are easy to use, "Break the sword if you grab it!" .”

See how they fight without a sword.

Zhou Xingyun, whose sword spirit had not appeared for a long time, was immediately targeted.

Mu Chongxi was so scared when five demons transformed into gods in a row faced Zhou Xingyun. No matter how strong a group of people were and they wanted to grab the sword, it would be difficult to resist them. Zhou Xingyun had two choices at this time.

One is, risking injury to protect the Duan Chen Sword.

Second, give them the sword.

Obviously, for Zhou Xingyun, it was impossible to get hurt. Only by giving Duan Chen to the demon cultivator could he barely maintain a living.

After sending Duan Chen away, Zhou Xingyun had already flexibly changed into a Hanguang shovel.

Mu Chongxi: "..."

I don't know why, but he always feels that the senior brother prefers Hanguang Shovel?

Especially since he could smash the demon cultivator's head into pieces with just one shovel, the elder brother's eyes shone slightly, as if he had discovered some new continent.

"I'm going to help them." Mu Chongxi was no longer prepared to watch. Seeing that Chao Xi had no intention of showing up, he simply picked other magical weapons from the Cheng Feng Sect.

Duan Hengdao was fiddling with the magic weapon in his hand when it was snatched away by Mu Zhongxi who was eager to join the battlefield. Seeing the young man rushing in, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Wait a minute, I haven't said this magic weapon yet. How to use the device?"

"First senior brother, second senior brother, let me help you!!"

Mu Chongxi picked up Duan Hengdao's weapon, rushed into the battlefield and saw Zhou Xingyun being besieged.

He gestured with the mace-like weapon in his hand and thrust it hard into the demon elder's butt. The opponent's back straightened and he quickly turned his head, and his butt was immediately hit hard.

He screamed and became furious, and his cultivation in the transformation stage exploded to shake him away.

The demon elder turned his head with a sullen face, and with a furious roar, he quickly attacked, with attacks falling on him one after another.

There were "swish" sounds of flying knives swung, and they struck his vital points. Looking at the raging pressure of the God Transformation Stage, Mu Chongxi finally realized that he seemed to have made someone anxious, "Just kidding."

After the mace was broken by the demon elder's attack, he immediately shouted: "Elder brother, save me!!!"

Zhou Xingyun heard the movement, grabbed his arm and pulled him back. The young man spun his feet, and the demon elder had already attacked with a sullen face, "Tell Mu Chongxi to get over here!!"

If it weren't for the concern for face, the demon elder would have covered his butt by now.

What a fucking shameless person! ! !Who would hit someone on their buttocks?

What responded to him was Zhou Xingyun's two cold sword shadows.

The young figure shuttled under the silver light and shadow, as fast as lightning.

"This speed is too fast."

"Oh, look at this attack technique. Is that brat a member of the Zhou family?" A sword cultivator narrowed his eyes.

As a family of swordsmen who focus on restraining their aura and engaging in assassinations, their fighting style focuses on simplicity and neatness.

Their daily routine is to study how to kill people better and more conveniently.

To a certain extent, it is also a pretty aristocratic family.

Zhou Xingyun's figure disappeared from the spot for two seconds. When the demon elders were searching around, a cold sword touched his back at some point. In order to save time, Zhou Xingyun stabbed the sword in, hitting the heart accurately, and there was no leakage when drawing the sword. A drop of blood.

"..." So handsome.

Mu Chongxi lost his mace, so he could only reluctantly replace it with the Morning and Night Sword. These demons didn't know why, but they just stared at his Morning and Night Sword and grabbed it. As soon as Mu Chongxi took it out, they were like wolves smelling meat. Likewise, Mu Chongxi was forced to dodge wildly, "Second Senior Brother, save me!!"

Mingxuan turned around and twitched the corner of his mouth.

this fool.

The young man turned his palm, and the curse seal flipped over to form a shield to gather Mu Chongxi inside. The half-moon crossbow fell into his hand, and he adjusted the angle. The goose-yellow arrow light burst out, and the three arrows were all fired without missing a beat. "Second piece of shit. You are now You have fallen to the level of the first skill, senior brother will save you, and the second skill, second senior brother will save you?"

Hurry up and stand up.

Mu Chongxi shouted: "They are taking my sword!"

It's the kind where a group of people gather around to grab it.

And he wasn't familiar with how to use the broken stick Duan Hengdao gave him.Not everyone can master unfamiliar things. Mu Chongxi took the mace and punched the old master to death. He waved it in the air and silenced all the swordsmanship masters.

Duan Yu accidentally caught a glimpse of this scene and almost covered his face on the spot. Where was Xiao Qiao? ? ?

Damn it.Where is his protégé Ye Qiao?We must not let Mu Chongxi, a bastard, ruin his reputation any more.

The diligent Duan Hengdao was still distributing magic weapons. In the battlefield, weapons have become the biggest consumables. He raised a big pot and said: "How about the frying pan?"

"Anyone want it?"

Not only Zhou Xingyun's Duan Chen was robbed, but Ye Qinghan was also the same. The moment he Duan Shui took away his hand, he could be said to be the leader of the team. There was no special reaction during the whole process and his expression was very calm.

Duan Hengdao immediately threw various magic weapons forward, "Go on."

Ye Qinghan took it casually, and then caught a strange-looking magic weapon. He shook it and asked doubtfully: "What is this?"

"Frying pans, just shoot them at them. I made them with century-old black iron. It's definitely easy to use." After saying this, Duan Hengdao gave him a thumbs up.

Two swordsman geniuses in the world of cultivation, Ye Qinghan and Zhou Xingyun, one holding a pot and the other a shovel, the scene standing together was too joyful.

The fun man Duan Hengdao secretly took the photo stone and prepared to record the two people's grace.

The demon who got the sword was still secretly rejoicing: "I grabbed Ye Qinghan's sword."

That was the Water-Breaking Sword, the undisputed leader among the water-based spiritual swords. A swordsman without a sword was no less than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

He excitedly grabbed Duan Shui and prepared to go back to claim credit for the elders. A flash of light lit up, and the blue sword spirit suddenly slowly floated out of the sword.

"Eh?" The demon cultivator's eyes widened in shock.