Ancestor, I was going through a tribulation, but I was accidentally exposed on the live broadcast!

"puff!"

Following the ancestor's movements, Li Qingxuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, with a slight dark black color in the blood.

There is poison in this needle! !

Li Qingxuan felt a sense of fear. If his ancestor hadn't helped him clean out the steel needle in time, the toxins might have spread in his body by now.

An Wu had a calm face, reached out to pick up Li Qingxuan's collar, and gently threw him behind him, just in time to throw him back into the safety circle.

At the same time, he stepped forward and quickly rushed in the direction of Shi Potian.

"Good come!"

Shi Potian snorted coldly, easily put away the steel needle that flew in front of him, and at the same time reached out and took out a long sword from the space.

"Bang!"

The long sword instantly collided with Anwu's whisk. The two men groaned at the same time, and then each took two or three steps back.

Anwu's face was a little heavy. He slowly raised the whisk in his hand. As the spiritual power poured in, all the threads on the whisk floated, like a blooming autumn chrysanthemum.

The sunlight shone on the white silk thread, refracting little bits of starlight. The picture was so beautiful that An Yan couldn't look away for a while.

But Shi Potian, who was closest to him, had a different feeling. In his eyes, the floating dust was like a dragnet, completely covering his retreat.

There was no other way, Shi Potian could only face him head-on, but he didn't believe it. As a late-stage Jindan monk, how could he defeat this awesome old Taoist priest?

Facts have proved that there is no shortcut in the path of cultivation. Although both are in the late stage of Jindan, Anwu's spiritual power is as strong as a rock, while the spiritual power obtained by Shi Potian through crooked ways is extremely unstable.

Under the collision between the two sides, Shi Potian's spiritual power was shattered, and he was immediately caught by An Wu's fly whisk, and his whole body was wrapped in thin silk threads.

As An Wu exerted his strength, the silk thread of the whisk became tighter and tighter, almost tightly entangled Shi Potian's entire body, making him unable to move.

If this continues, the consequences can be imagined.

However, things are not always that simple. Just when An Yan felt that her ancestor had a chance of victory, an accident happened.

"boom!!"

A huge explosion sounded, making An Yan's ears buzz, and then she fell into a warm embrace.

Li Qingxuan pulled her into his arms and wrapped his hands around her head, blocking out all sounds for her.

When everything returned to calm, he silently let go of An Yan.

At this time, a huge pit appeared in the open space not far in front of them, and Anwu and Wu were nowhere to be seen.

"Where's the person?" An Yan looked around and couldn't find her ancestor, and she suddenly became anxious.

"Up there."

An Yan looked in the direction Li Qingxuan pointed, and sure enough she spotted the two figures above their heads.

The two figures stood facing the wind, and gravity seemed to have lost its effect on them. They stood so lightly in the void, quite a bit like an immortal.

Especially An Wu, whose azure robes were blown by the breeze, looked like an old god with an air of immortality.

"Wow, look, is that the ancestor?"

"It should be, hurry up, let's get closer and take a picture."

At this time, at the foot of the mountain not far away from them, two hurried figures also saw this magical scene!