The Xiuxian family can't float

Chapter 288 Qian's Last Stand
Fufeng Island!
The war has been going on for three months!
During this period, the Cangliling clan killed one foundation-builder elder, and the Fufeng Qian clan killed three foundation-builder elders, and more than 50 qi-training monks died in the battle.

The battle between the Qian clan and the clan that lasted for three months was finally broken under repeated bombardment by the Cangliling clan.

I saw the light curtain covering Qian's resident, like shattered glass, falling down one by one.

However, before they hit the ground, they dissipated and disappeared.

Cultivator Ling was overjoyed and waved the weapon in his hand.

"Broken, the big formation is broken."

"Destroy the Qian family, destroy the Qian family."

They issued the most vicious "curse" in the world to vent their gloomy emotions during this period and their hatred for the Fufeng Qian family for many years.

Xuanjia's huge body of more than 30 feet was suspended in the air. Ling Jiexin stood on his tortoise shell, holding the Xuanyuan sword, like a general commanding thousands of troops.

Suddenly, he waved his sword and said, "Kill!"

In an instant, under the leadership of Elder Zhuji, the monks of Cangli Ling's qi training rushed into Qian's residence.

Inside Qian's residence, the remaining Qian's monks gathered together.

There are five or sixty Qi-practicing monks and 60 foundation-building elders.

Among them, there are many people who are seriously injured, whose combat power is greatly reduced, and even lack arms and legs.

But at this time, none of them chose to back down.

If you just look at this scene, you are really a warrior who can sing and cry.

The world of cultivating immortals is intriguing, and the same is true among the same clan.

But the Fufeng Qian family has never been so united as it is at this moment.

Qian Chongyi stood in the air, holding a cloud umbrella, looking a little tired and lonely.

He withdrew his gaze from looking at a large lake somewhere on the island, and turned to Brother Ling.

"All clansmen, don't retreat!"

The breeze from the sea, carrying the smell of blood, lifted his disheveled white hair.

He is really an old man who has worked hard for his family, but unfortunately, God doesn't seem to be on Qian's side.

Seeing monk Ling rushing in, Qian Chongyi went to Ling Jiexin first.

Compared with Xuan Jia, he hated this person even more.

With the cloud ring, the cloud umbrella pierced the air and pierced Ling Jiexin like a sharp sword.

Ling Jiexin deliberately avoided the battle, but Qian Chongyi had already locked him in.

One retreats, the other chases.

In desperation, Ling Jiexin had no choice but to make a move, the Xuanyuan sword waved in the air, blocking the stabbing cloud umbrella.

The speed of Yunluosan was so fast that Xuanyuanjian was hard to resist for a while.

When there were more than ten feet away from Ling Jiexin, the closed Yunluo umbrella suddenly opened.

Suddenly, the surrounding air shook, and the clouds whizzed towards Ling Jiexin.

Seeing this scene, with him in the center, a circle of golden light spread outward.

When the golden light faced the clouds, it was like a child facing an adult, and was easily wiped away by it.

"boom!"

Ling Jiexin was slapped away by the clouds, and with a muffled grunt, he barely stabilized his figure.

It's too late to say, then soon!
The whole process takes only one breath.

Qian Chongyi's plan is very simple, that is to quickly kill Ling Jiexin, who is the weakest of the two, so as to open the situation.

Even if he couldn't take the opportunity to destroy the Ling family, he could still delay the time until the Octopus Long Xu Zhang successfully broke through.

At that time, the Cangliling clan will be destroyed.

Ling Jiexin knew this very well, even though he was hit by Qian Chongyi's blow, he distanced himself from him.

He no longer entangled with the other party, but turned to kill the Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Fufeng Qian Sect.

The number of foundation-builder cultivators on the two sides was about the same. If the Ling family didn't have a powerful person to intervene, it would be unknown how long the fight would take and how many people would be killed or injured.

The longer the delay, the more unfavorable it will be for Ling Shi.

More casualties are bad for development.

Ling Jiexin's strategy is also very simple, that is to kill the foundation-builder Qian's family first by himself, and then surround and kill the most powerful Qian Chongyi.

Qian Chongyi also knew this very well, how could he allow him to kill the Foundation Establishment juniors in the clan.

When he was about to chase down the opponent, Xuan Jia suddenly stood in front of him.

"Bastard, this old man wants your life."

Qian Chongyi was furious in his heart, Xuanjia repeatedly ruined his good deeds, he really deserved to be killed.

In the previous three months, if it hadn't been for him to restrain Qian Zhongyi, Ling Jiexin would not have had the opportunity to crush Qian's monks with his tyrannical strength.

Although Xuanjia was not Qian Chongyi's opponent, with his strong defensive ability, he was enough to protect himself, and it was easy to delay for a while, so Ling Jiexin was not very worried.

The fact is exactly the same, Qian Zhongyi's successive attacks were all blocked by Xuanjia with a tortoise shell.

He was angry in his heart, but there was nothing he could do for a while.

Ling Jiexin is a fake alchemy cultivator, and it is difficult for Qian's Foundation Establishment cultivator to go through three rounds in his hands.

Because he was protected by a large formation before, although he was strong, he had to plan carefully before he could kill a person.

Now without the protection of the large formation, Qian's Foundation Establishment monks are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, an elder of the Qian family died at the hands of Ling Jiexin.

The rest of the elders of Qian's family trembled in their hearts when they saw it.

Ling Youxian swung the broken water in his hand continuously, and the sword was full of aura.

Although he was only a mid-stage foundation-establishment monk, his true strength surpassed that of ordinary late-stage foundation-establishment monks. How could he be comparable to the Fufeng Qian family monk in the mid-stage foundation establishment.

After only two or three moves, the man was suppressed by Ling Youxian, and he could only save his life in extreme embarrassment.

Ling Youdao held the Yin-Yang Xuanguang sword, and transformed into several sword shadows. These sword shadows seemed real and fake. When he thought the sword in his hand was a real sword, it turned out to be a fake sword.

And when he thinks the sword in his hand is a fake sword, it is often a real sword, which really confuses the opponent.

Ling Youjin was wrapped in a golden cover, holding seven or eight talismans in his hands, the fat on his body trembled, and he had a big smile on his face.

"Boy of the Qian family, you really have no eyesight. Don't think that Master Jin has the lowest cultivation level, so you can easily bully him."

"Look at the power of Jin Ye's talisman, let you know what makes people more angry than people."

As he said that, Ling Youjin threw out several first-grade talismans in succession, among which were two low-grade second-grade talismans.

The talismans were copied from several sources, and Qian's foundation-building monks could only withstand the attacks of the second-tier low-grade talismans, and resisted the attacks of the first-tier talismans.

Although the damage caused by the first-order talisman was limited, it also made him extremely embarrassed, without any appearance of a foundation-building monk.

Cultivator Qian's heart felt aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do.

Ling Dingshan's body was swollen, and his skin was like bronze. The opponent's height only reached his waist, like a little giant.

He held the shocking hammer in his hand and swung it continuously. The sound of the hammer was booming, and the hammer was clanging. If he was hit by a hammer, all the bones in his body would only loosen in an instant.

Several flying swords hovered around Ling Yuancheng's body, forming a sword array, and the opponent dared not approach.

He found the right opportunity and slashed out with several flying swords. The opponent could only defend passively.

Ling Yuanqi was even worse than Ling Youjin. He kept throwing talismans, and the opponents complained a lot!

(End of this chapter)