Mirror Law [Infinite Stream]

While Yaoxie was still chewing on the half of the corpse in his mouth, the disciples of the two great immortal sects seized this opportunity, lined up their troops, and attacked the Yaoxie together with sword intent flowing.

No matter how strong the iron wall was, the Yaoxie was no match for the dense sword light. Soon the Yaoxie was cut by the sword, and many disciples were seriously injured.

But Jingyuan could feel that there were no less than ten other monsters hiding in this village besides the monster that they had already killed.And every evil spirit has a strange human aura around it, as if it is confined to a fixed position. If it is said that there is no handwriting behind it, Jingyuan absolutely does not believe it.

"Today's killing of evil spirits, many of you junior brothers have already been seriously injured. If you continue, it may be unbearable. Why don't you come here first?" Jingyuan took advantage of the serious injuries of Wan Jianmen's disciples and decided to retreat.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing the words that Jingyuan was about to leave, the disciples of Tianjiemen panicked for a moment, and the expression on Zong Cheng's face could hardly hold back. He tried to stimulate Jingyuan with a provocative method.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Jingyuan is the number one swordsman in the Immortal Sect today. How can you shrink back and not dare to fight against evil spirits? Your posture is not like that of a disciple of Wanjian Sect!"

The disciples of Tianjiemen echoed from the side, mocking Jingyuan for retreating before the battle and losing Wanjianmen's face.

Wan Jianmen disciple's face turns green and turns white: "Senior Brother Jingyuan, don't worry about us, we can still hold on. We can't bear this evil spirit that won't be eradicated, and will cause harm to the world. We will definitely kill all those evil spirits today. Only by killing them can we feel at ease."

Zong Cheng's face is that I am for your own good, your juniors and juniors all have the world in their hearts, how can you shrink back.

Jingyuan almost wanted to directly tell these innocent juniors that the evil spirits here are all lying in ambush at the Tianjiemen, waiting for him to fall into the trap, but he couldn't explain the fact that he could sense the evil spirits, could he just say that he He himself is a demon, are all his kind here drooling and waiting to be fed?

This village is dilapidated, it seems that it has been abandoned for a long time, there are few people, and I don't know how Tianjiemen found this place to ambush.

Jing Yuan and Zong Cheng had the highest cultivation levels, and when they had just fought against the evil spirits, they were not injured, so they took the lead and walked in front.

The feet stepped on the dry and rotten branches and leaves, making a creaking sound. In the silence, such a sound was very ear-piercing. When a disciple heard such a sound, he flinched back and said tremblingly: "Is there really a demon here?" ? Why have you already walked all the way, but still haven’t seen—”

The disciple's voice stopped abruptly, because a thick mist suddenly appeared in front of everyone, blocking everyone's sight and sound at the same time.

Xue Qixing quickly moved to Jingyuan's side before the thick fog suddenly rose, but the thick fog was like an enchantment, directly isolating people from each other, no matter how close they were, they couldn't see the surrounding situation.

The moment the thick fog spread, Jing Yuan unsheathed the sword in his hand, and he already felt that those evil spirits hiding in the dark were closing in on them.

The sound of the wind came from the right ear, the horizontal sword was blocked, and an ethereal figure slashed along the tip of Jingyuan's sword, and once again disappeared into the mist.

What Jingyuan didn't know was that above the dense fog that blocked his sight, the people at Tianjiemen were already ready to go, and they were completely unaffected by the dense fog.This dense fog was a trick they used to block Jingyuan's sight. Only in this way, they could release the few monsters they had managed to control to besiege Jingyuan.

This time, the Tianjiemen continued to use evil spirits to surround and kill Jingyuan. The Lord had already checked, and the evil spirit sneaked into Feng Yi's body during the sword test meeting, and his son died under Jingyuan's hands.

But Feng Yi's death, in the eyes of the outside world, is because of his own lack of cultivation. Jianmen disciples, if word spreads, the reputation of Tianjiemen will be lost.

Therefore, Tianjiemen secretly controlled the evil spirits, and sent Zong Cheng to lure Jingyuan into the place where the evil spirits ambush, and he was bound to kill Jingyuan to comfort Feng Yi's spirit in the sky.

At that time, it can be completely said that Jingyuan's cultivation base lost to the evil spirits and was besieged and killed by many evil spirits, but it has nothing to do with his Tianjiemen, because they just met with Wanjianmen to eliminate evil spirits together, and they also wanted to kill the evil spirits. It took a lot of effort to kill the evil spirits.

Looking at the Wanjianmen who were running around like headless flies below, Zong Cheng took out a whistle, raised it, and the people controlling the evil spirits released the evil spirits. It took them a lot of effort to catch the evil spirits. The big bloodthirsty demon, Jing Yuan, will definitely die!

The evil spirit with a strong bloody aura rushed into the white mist, and every time its sharp claws and sharp teeth passed, it would cause a heart-piercing howl. For a while, countless disciples of Wanjianmen in the white mist were killed or injured.

Xue Qixing felt that the environment around him suddenly changed, and his evil spirit doubled.

"What's going on...could it be Jingyuan..."

I was still wondering if Jingyuan ran away accidentally, and his identity as a demon was exposed, and a sharp claw with a few traces of flesh and blood came straight at him and slashed in front of Xue Qixing.

Xue Qixing directly picked up the saber that he had been using as a decoration in his hand to resist. Unexpectedly, the seemingly flashy sword was able to withstand Yaoxie's blow. Hidden in the white mist.

After being attacked by several monsters with different appearances in a row, Xue Qixing had to cut his palm to condense blood to resist.

"How come there are so many demons?!" Xue Qixing smashed a demon's fangs that tried to bite his arm with a blood sword, and suddenly stepped on a puddle of mud under his feet.

Looking down, it was a pool of rotten flesh and bones that had been eaten by evil spirits.

I don't know which unlucky passerby it is.

While resisting the evil spirits, Xue Qixing ran around in the white mist, trying to find the trace of Jingyuan.

"Jingyuan! Jingyuan!" Because the sound was cut off, Xue Qixing could call Jingyuan's name casually, but the white mist was really weird, and no human voice could be heard at all.

He could only think silently in his heart, Jingyuan must not expose himself, besides the disciples of Wanjianmen, there are also people from Tianjiemen, if he is found out here as a demon, Jingyuan will face him, It will be a joint encirclement and suppression from the top ten immortal sects.

The situation on Jingyuan's side was not as severe as Xue Qixing thought, but it was not good either.

More than a dozen huge demons besieged Jingyuan, and each of them moved swiftly, appearing like a ghost. When Jingyuan wanted to kill one of them, the other ones rushed up to divert his attention. Now he is at the end of his strength. He was tired of coping with the attacks of several monsters.

Moreover, Jingyuan felt that someone was watching him from somewhere above.

Jingyuan put water on purpose, so that one of the evil spirits hurt her abdomen. When the evil claws pierced her flesh and blood, Jingyuan clearly felt that person's breathing changed for a moment. At this moment, Jingyuan ignored The wound on the abdomen, Yu Jian attacked in that direction.

"It's really you!"

A sword blade engraved with the pattern of Tianjiemen meets Jingyuan's long sword. Jingyuan has escaped from the white mist, and he can clearly see the appearance of the mastermind behind the scenes. It is Zong Cheng with a dignified face!

The disciples of Tianjiemen are all standing here intact, only the people of Wanjianmen are being tortured and killed by evil spirits, Jingyuan swung his sword and beheaded several disciples of Tianjiemen who were in a fog formation covering the sky and covering the sun.

The white mist dissipated, and there was a mess below. The disciples of Wanjianmen were dead or wounded, and the people of Wanjianmen who were still alive saw the white mist that blocked their sight dissipate. They all retreated and gathered together.

Xue Qixing quickly put away his abilities, hid in the crowd, and looked at Jingyuan in front of him from afar.

The surrounding evil spirits stared at everyone, the stench filled the air, and many evil spirits were still gnawing at the disciple's severed arms and remains.

Jing Yuan stood in front of the disciples of Wanjianmen, clutching the wound in his abdomen, and pointed his sword at Zongcheng: "Tianjiemen practiced sorcery, guarded against evil spirits, and murdered my Wanjianmen, what is Tianjiemen's intention?!"

Seeing that he was exposed, Zong Cheng still had a calm expression on his face: "Fellow Daoist Jingyuan, how can you spit blood on people? Tianjiemen's mission is to eliminate demons and defend the way, so how could you secretly collude with evil spirits?"

"Then how do you explain that these evil spirits don't attack you, but only attack Wan..."

"Brother Jingyuan!"

"Brother Jingyuan! Be careful!"

The moment Jingyuan was distracted by speaking, the surrounding monsters waited for the opportunity to attack Jingyuan.

Xue Qixing's shout was hidden in the exclamation of all the Wanjianmen disciples.

"Jingyuan!"

One or two evil spirits can still resist, but just now in order to let Zong Cheng show up, his abdomen was injured by the evil spirits, and his movements will always be a little slow, and the evil spirits took advantage of this opportunity and bit one of them first. Jingyuan held the right arm of the sword, and then many evil spirits swarmed up, Jingyuan was surrounded by the evil spirits, and a lot of blood splashed out from the crowded gaps of the evil spirits.

Just like the small Jingyuan was swallowed by evil spirits at the beginning, the current Jingyuan has repeated the same fate again.

Xue Qixing clenched his already injured palm, and hinted to himself: This is the story of Jingyuan, you can't interfere!

Even so, Xue Qixing couldn't bear to turn his head when he saw that Jingyuan was swallowed by the evil again, but he couldn't do anything.

Seeing that Jingyuan was swallowed up by densely packed demons, the fledgling disciples of Wanjian Sect all looked terrified. Even Jingyuan could not defeat the demons, so how could they, the handicapped, fight against the demons?

There is no need for the Wanjianmen disciples to think about how to escape, Zong Cheng has already arranged their fate: "Wanjianmen Jingyuan, when leading his disciples to kill the evil spirits, was unfortunately besieged by the evil spirits and buried in the mouth of the evil spirits, and followed None of Jingyuan's disciples of Wanjianmen survived."

Following Zong Cheng's order, the disciples of Tianjiemen formed a formation with their swords, and surrounded the disciples of Wanjianmen, even if they had wings, they could not escape.