Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Elder Yan gave an order, and the entire Kun-Lai expedition team took action.

The grievances between Ziyundao and Kunlai started a hundred years ago. At that time, because of the presence of the great sage of the demon race, Kunlai's focus was on the demon sage. He could only fight against these visits, and he had no time to fight back. How aggrieved.

Coming here this time meant a demonstration, but the other party didn't make a move, and Kunlai was too embarrassed to slap his face when he came to the door.

But since the fight started this time, it doesn't matter whether it's Master An or Elder Ziyundao's fault.

Just smoke it!

Almost all the disciples returned to Feilai Peak in an instant. The formation on the peak was opened at any time, and the invisible ripples immediately unfolded to automatically resist attacks from outside the formation. things are not hurt.

From the opposite city, monks in purple Taoist robes flew out, and seven of them formed a formation automatically. The Taoist robes and spirit swords on their bodies were magic weapons that were connected with the formation. During their actions, the seven stars flickered. Power doubled.

Some of these monks are Jindan and some are Nascent Souls. The number is close to a thousand, which should be the limit here. They will not attack those Feilai Peaks that have activated the formation, but will try their best to encircle and suppress the Kunlai monks scattered outside Feilai Peak.

I saw a group of Ziyun people surrounded a Kunlai cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and the robe was that of a famous doctor, and then the doctor calmly threw a formation-breaking stone.

The small formation stone seemed to be stimulated by the true energy in the formation, and instantly released countless rays of light, absorbed the true energy in the formation, and then followed the light of the seven stars, turned into countless fragments, and exploded into the meridians of Taoist Ziyun's body in the formation. The heterogeneous qi caused their meridians to reverse immediately, and they almost fell from the sky.

"Back!" The leader Ziyun Dao Nascent Soul cultivator roared angrily. The cultivators were fighting at the slightest point. Now that their true qi was unstable, they would definitely not be able to fight the man in front of them, even if the opponent had little power to fight back.

"Don't run, don't run!" The doctor who was still extremely calm just now exclaimed for a moment, and at the same time, ten finger missiles were thrown out quickly!

Their formation has not yet stopped, and the ten formation-breaking stones that have been optimized by senior brother Yang of Kunlai Taiyi Peak for ten years are quickly attracted by the true energy in the formation, and countless fragments are blown out, and along with the true energy in their formation, they automatically explode. Finding their pulse door, the fragments of true energy are of the same origin and different species from theirs. Even though they immediately resisted with their own means, many fragments as fine as sand were blasted into the vein door. The first-term monk and the other Jindan monks led by him were blown up from the air like pigeons shot by arrows.

Cultivator Nascent Soul fled quickly, knowing that he couldn't catch up, so the doctor turned a blind eye, just took out the magic weapon, and trapped the six Ziyun Taoist monks on the ground one by one with a smile on his face, ignoring their expressions of seeing death as home , contentedly dragged into the nearby Feilai Peak.

Before the monk Yuanying took two steps, he saw a golden-clothed swordsman carrying a beaten and unconscious monk Ziyun, smiling and blocking him.

Before the monk Nascent Soul could speak, he was inexplicably dizzy, fell from the sky, was caught by a big net, and fell into the hands of a black robe with a jellyfish pattern printed on it.

"Put down the trash from Poison Peak! It's mine." Cultivator Jianfeng was furious, and pointed his sword directly at the opponent's nose.

"This will be divided into half for you later, and there are more over there. You are fast, please help me." The monk in the black-and-white-patterned Taoist robe pointed to the fleeing man next to him, and told him to hurry up. At this moment, Jianfeng monk suddenly Swinging the sword, Du Xiu was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was just a prisoner, wouldn't he?But did not escape.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise, but it was Jianxiu who blocked the purple golden shuttle flying nearby for Duxiu with his sword. Seeing that the sneak attacking cultivator Ziyun could not save anyone, he turned around and turned into a beam of sword light, falling towards the city.

Jianxiu immediately chased after him.

In the middle, a Kunlai monk was injured and fell into the Feilai Peak, and a doctor stepped forward to take him in. They had been on standby for a long time, but the young girl heard the wounded crying "Don't send me to the Green Witch" very loudly. It's just annoyance.

In less than an hour, the fighting subsided.

Although Feng Qingxiu was in Feilai Peak, his invisible sword energy was terrifying and sharp, and he even seriously injured a cultivator in the transformation stage of Ziyun Dao. After falling on the peak, he was bought by an excited young girl at a high price.

As for what Qingnv would do when she bought it, Feng Qingxiu didn't dare to delve into it, anyway, Qingnv's subordinates had never killed anyone, so he could only comfort himself like this.

The battle between Master An in the sky and Yan Hui, the elder of Ziyun Dao, is still going on, and the defense formation of Ziyun Dao City has also been opened. Several Kunlai disciples are still in the city, presumably they were arrested or hiding Get up, but there is no way to get a little damaged in this kind of Taoist battle.

"Why don't you help Peak Master An?" Feng Qingxiu looked at the sky worriedly.

Youjia on one side stretched out eight tentacles, searched for more than a dozen captives nearby, and replied casually: "Master An fights and doesn't recognize anyone, whoever fights, Elder Bai and Elder Yan went to help her They were all beaten up, and Elder Yan was beaten with a black eye, and later it was stipulated that Master An's battle can only be fought by herself."

"Don't worry, she likes this kind of life-and-death battle," said a huge white octo squid next to it - at least ten times bigger than Yujia, with dark eyes, rolling Yujia and a dozen of his captives together. Let's go, struggling Yujia holds eight swords but can only cut off a few suction cups on his strong tentacles, which is completely useless, the big squid continued to say in a deep and magnetic voice, "That kind of sword edge drinks blood, swims away The feeling between life and death is her favorite and the greatest enjoyment."

But his son clearly has no interest in his voice!

"You Bazhuo, you are not a squid, let me go, I caught these things!" You Jia slashed angrily.

"Just now several disciples of Jianfeng said that you are robbing more people with your hands, which is wrong," Octopus warned him gently, lifted him up and took him away, and at the same time said goodbye to Feng Qingxiu, "I'll go first That's right, after we finish dividing the things, let the young girl come over to buy someone, and the original price will remain the same."

Feng Qingxiu didn't know what to say for a moment.

"It's okay," Mrs. Guan comforted him gently, "Medical training is no better than danxiu and poisonous cultivation. New disciples want to advance, they must practice their hands. Either use other schools to practice, or use our Kunlai people to practice."

Feng Qingxiu couldn't help laughing: "I have no objection, but fortunately there are always a lot of practice hands in the expedition."

They chatted for a few words, and then looked at the monks in the sky. In the opposite city, there was a fellow monk holding up the formation, and the monks who fought against An Xian were gradually losing the wind.

Feng Qingxiu found that while watching, her eyesight gradually became clearer. She couldn't see the details of the battle at first, but now, she can completely see the details, and she can even see that the other party is completely out of tune with Master An's rhythm. .

Master An's kind of fighting maniac, with one sword and one style, is full of confidence. He dares to trade injuries for injuries and lives for lives. One style is more fierce than the other, and even Feng Qingxiu feels that her slender body is not human flesh and blood, but contains an ancient giant beast.

And that Elder Ziyun Dao's swordsmanship changes lightly and swiftly, with infinite mysteries, but no matter how infinitely changing he is, Master An will always be able to find his constant point from the infinite changes, forcing him to compete in mana, the elder holding the sword His hands and those of Master An Feng were both dripping with blood from the shock.

With the same injury, Lord An's sword grip became tighter and tighter, but the elder was already unstable.

Finally, An Xian let out a long laugh, her sword energy was majestic, like a river of heaven, a huge star appeared behind her, and it saw the opponent's flaw in the long-term battle, and suddenly blasted down.

Not to be outdone, the other party turned into the true form of Swift with a full blow of the sword, as if vowing to cross the endless river and sea, wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

In the sky, the stars and giant swallows collided suddenly.

After a moment of stalemate, the stars fell, blasting the giant swallow and the elder into the ground at the same time.

awesome!

Feng Qingxiu pinched the paper figurine vigorously, and cheered loudly together with all the disciples!