Yun Qishen

Chapter 2140 Chapter He's Coming He's Coming

"A sword without a trace! A sword without a trace! A sword without a trace!"

Luan Shichun was a celestial being with a sword and a human being. His anger had overwhelmed his mind and he could only attack. However, no matter how he used his immortal magic, he could not break the barrier in front of Yun Qishen. Cui Sanping, who was far away, also stood up again with his body injured by the magic backlash, and limped towards Yun Qishen to attack again.

"Ahem! Brother, let me help you!"

Yun Qiqing stepped forward to stop Cui Sanping and tried to dissuade him, "You've been injured by the magic spell, so don't go forward."

"So what! We can't let my fellow disciples die in vain! Get out of the way!" Cui Sanping's attitude was the same as Luan Shichun's. No one could remain calm after experiencing such a thing.

The disciples of Jing Lingshan only felt sympathy for the two disciples from Tingcha Mountain Sect. At the same time, they were more worried that their interference would bring trouble to Jing Lingshan.

Yun Qiqing had his own reasons for stopping Luan Shichun and the others. First, he didn't want to get into trouble, and second, he had a little bit of kindness in his heart that he couldn't bear to see others get hurt. But what he had experienced so far might have worn away his little kindness.

"Don't come back." Fu Quxiao muttered, his eyes wandering around observing.

"What do you mean don't come back?"

"Uncle Seventh Master, please don't come back."

Fu Quxiao looked at the two fellow apprentices from Liuyun Palace beside him. They were singing in unison and it would be a waste of their talents if they didn't form a team to perform crosstalk.

Yun Qishen noticed that all the wandering monsters under Jihua Youshu had evacuated, so he also thought about retreating quickly. But when he moved his sight to the immortal sword in Luan Shichun's hand, he was stunned, "This sword feels like..."

Ever since Luan Shichun attacked Yun Qishen, Yun Qishen had never looked at him straight in the eye, and just thought he was just an ordinary immortal sect disciple who was angry about revenge for his fellow disciples. But it was really hard to explain why he only noticed it now, after being attacked by the immortal sword that was looking for the target for such a long time.

When did I become like this...

Yun Qishen couldn't help but frown. Was he beginning to disrespect his opponent? What kind of villain training was this...

He raised his hand and tied up Luan Shichun's magic sword with black silk thread. Then he pushed Luan Shichun out with his magic power, and the magic sword left Luan Shichun's hand and came into Yun Qishen's hand.

"Uh-"

"Senior Brother Shichun!" Cui Sanping quickly stepped forward and used his body to catch Luan Shichun who was flying towards him.

Luan Shichun gritted his teeth and clutched his chest tightly, blood flowing from the corners of his mouth. "My sword... I clearly used the same immortal technique, why is he so strong! Who is he... and he is related to the demon clan..."

"Brother!"

Luan Shichun fainted, and Cui Sanping instantly glared in the direction of Yun Qishen.

"We found it already? That's too easy..." Yun Qishen was still checking the characteristics of the magic sword when he heard Mo Langqin's sharp voice reminding him.

"Young Master! Watch your back!"

"Huh?" Yun Qishen didn't care. After all, he had enough magic power and no matter how hard they attacked, it would be useless.

[clang——][clang——][clang——]

Cui Sanping's magic sword was of ordinary quality. After a few moves, in addition to being rebounded by the black silk thread, the sword body also suffered varying degrees of cracks.

"Don't waste your energy. Your magic power backlash can't break through my defense. If you keep fighting like this, your injuries will only get worse." Yun Qishen reminded him kindly. At the same time, he also knew that people must have made up their minds about something, and they would not believe it even if he explained the facts.

He wanted to push Cui Sanping away again and leave with Jihua Youshu, but at this moment he felt a sharp pain in his eyes, "Hiss - my eyes!"

"Young Master!" Mo Langqin screamed even louder and more sharply. "There's a flaw! Die!"

I don’t know when it happened, maybe it was the moment when Yun Qishen’s eyes hurt that the barrier along with the black thread was broken, which gave Cui Sanping an opportunity to take advantage of.

Jihua Youshu noticed it quickly. She spread out her vines to protect Yun Qishen and block Cui Sanping's attack. "Demon Lord!"

But Cui Sanping was faster, so fast that the magic sword went straight to Yun Qishen’s eyebrows.

Cui Sanping felt that the attack had hope and his expression became excited. Yun Qishen relieved the pain in his eyes, raised his head and faced the sharp blade.

Suddenly, a black vortex appeared in front of Cui Sanping and swallowed his sword in an instant. The evil hand quickly emerged from the vortex and grabbed Cui Sanping's arm.

"You are nothing but a nobody who takes advantage of others' misfortune to attack you. Get out of the way!"

After cursing, Dai Qi kicked Cui Sanping and sent him flying. He also passed through the vortex and stood in front of Yun Qishen.

Fu Quxiao, who was watching the development of the situation not far away, could no longer sit still, "It's over, it's over, he's coming, he's coming..."

Yun Qiqing also frowned and said angrily, "What a coincidence, it just happened to be under this circumstance..."

The stunned disciple of Jing Lingshan spoke again, "So, what kind of trouble did Uncle Seventh come back to cause? Why? Did he play a prank on you? How did he play a prank on you? Weren't they fighting normally just now? Why did you take advantage of them? It's right to attack them when they have a flaw. Isn't that what we all learn?"

"Shut up, please!"

This time, not only one disciple covered the disciple's mouth, Fu Quxiao and Yun Qiqing also took action.

Fu Quxiao sighed and pulled his fellow apprentices back, "My fellow apprentices, everyone stay away now and don't get involved, or you'll get into trouble."

"Why is that, Senior Brother Fu?" the disciple asked again while holding their hands to breathe, but his mouth was covered again as soon as he finished speaking.

"Why do you ask so many whys?" Yun Qiqing was really irritated by this senior brother in the same hall.

"Ah!" Fu Quxiao suddenly yelled, "How could I have forgotten about this? I'm screwed."

"What's wrong again?" Yun Qiqing glared at Fu Quxiao.

"It's time to punish me with the ruler..."

"ah?!!!!"

All the disciples of Jing Lingshan present were stunned.

Not long after Fu Quxiao finished speaking, all the disciples of Nanlu Xianzong who had been immobilized regained their ability to move.

The short and dwarfed fellow apprentice who was leading the group immediately spotted the evil spirit. "Damn it! It's you! You, a bunch of inferior immortal cultivators, are actually colluding with monsters! Evil cultivators! I wonder what other tricks you can come up with!"

Yun Qishen and his companions were originally surrounded by the disciples of Nanlu Xianzong. As soon as the short junior brother gave the order, they were immediately trapped in the formation.

The Jihuayou Tree used its vines to exert its magical power and directly created an ancient wooden barrier to protect Yun Qishen and the others under the encirclement of the immortal gate's formation.

While the Nanlu Xianzong disciples were concentrating on dealing with Yun Qishen and the others, Fu Quxiao, together with Yun Qiqing, rescued the fallen Luan Shichun and Cui Sanping, and together they left the place of dispute.