Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 212 Fighting Technique, Seven Swords Fly Together

The monk kills the demon cultivator and feeds back to this world.

The demon cultivates the monks and strengthens one's own morality. The two sides are in a relationship of hunting and killing each other, and no one side has an absolute advantage over the other.

This time against the demon cultivator, Wei Yuanchen felt that he did not relax his vigilance and tried his best. However, the demon cultivator's ferocity and arrogance far exceeded his original expectations.

He, Wei Yuanchen, prided himself that he was not considered weak among the cultivators of the Zifu. Although his junior sister Qi Sihong was a fourth-rank alchemist, although she had less experience in fighting techniques, she was wealthy and possessed many magic weapons.

Iron Bone Taoist was born as a casual cultivator, with rich experience in fighting skills. The family monk Xu Qingshuang's close relatives were killed by demon cultivators, and he specially practiced demon refining supernatural powers.

Such four people teamed up to besiege two Zifu demon cultivators, but they couldn't win! ?
He was even reversely suppressed by the opponent in terms of momentum, which attracted the juniors of the clan below to come to help with their swords.

Wei Yuanchen also needs to be cheeky, especially this time to fight the northern plague, the sect entrusted him here, which is an important task.

If he is not handled well and is deemed incompetent by the sect's senior management, not to mention himself, even the entire Wei family will be implicated.

Feeling ruthless in his heart, Wei Yuanchen immediately shouted: "Junior Sister protect me."

After saying that, regardless of Qi Sihong's reaction beside him, he untied his temples, kicked off his shoes, and raised his hand to shoot three fourth-order Huoyang Thunderballs. With a rumbling explosion, the crazy surge in front of the four people spread. The blood flame black mist was burned and a large gap was opened.

At the same time, Wei Yuanchen controlled the Yufei sword to step on the fight, stimulated his own potential inside, echoed the stars in this world outside, and displayed a set of superior swordsmanship inherited from the Danyang Palace of the master, directly attacking the blood flame black mist, the sword Feng pointed directly at the body of the Demon Cultivator of the Purple Mansion outside the Territory hidden in it.

Spreading the pedals, this is the monk who is going to work hard!
Wei Yuanchen's attack this time, on the one hand, wanted to increase the morale of his own side, so that he would no longer be led by the nose by the demon cultivators in front of him, and on the other hand, he wanted to protect the foundation-building monks from below who came to support him.

The extraterrestrial demonic cultivators have strange and vicious methods, far surpassing the localized demon cultivators. The four righteous purple mansion monks are currently safe, but if the two purple mansion demonic cultivators hidden in the bloody black mist, they will not be able to deal with it. The Foundation Establishment cultivator who came to support them made a move, and the four of them might not be able to protect them.

Demon monks are especially good at using the strong to bully the weak, killing low- and middle-level monks with weaker cultivation in a short period of time, so Wei Yuanchen's worries and rush to attack are absolutely not unreasonable.

Wei Yuanchen shot with all his strength, and his junior sister Qi Sihong behind him naturally defended it with all his strength. Taoist Iron Bone and Xu Qingshuang looked at each other, and each displayed their own special skills.

Xu Qingshuang, a middle-aged female Taoist priest, took out a long sword with a faint purple pattern of thunder on her body, and then threw it suddenly. The sharp sword energy, thunder and lightning, appeared in an instant, carrying a determination to kill evil and demons, and went forward indomitably.

This Taoist priest Xu Qingshuang's close relatives were killed by demon cultivators, and he was expected to stop in the Zifu realm in this life, so he simply spent most of his mind and energy on cultivating demon-refining supernatural powers these years. It was the weakest, but the Purple Sword of Thunder Wen swept across Juekong, and a large amount of black mist of blood flames in front of him was swept away.

"Fairy Qingshuang has already done her best, how dare I continue to neglect her as an old man with iron bones?"

As he spoke, the old man rushed forward, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth to spit out a seven-color flame with a strong medicinal fragrance.

This gunpowder fire is not only hot and blazing, it burns amazingly, but also has the meaning of repelling ten thousand poisons. In the battle with the demon cultivator, the stench of the wind and stench in the sky could not be concealed. At this moment, it is all seven-color medicine Transformed by fire, the air is purified and becomes fresh again.

With the four people standing in four directions casting spells separately, the four righteous cultivators of the Purple Mansion since the start of the war finally saw the two demon cultivators from outside the territory who had been hiding in the bloody flames and black smoke.

One of them was wearing a scarlet blood robe, with long snow-white hair hanging loose. Although he looked like a man, his skin was like white jade, and he had many feminine expressions.The other person was dry, black and thin, with black air lingering all over his body, and his eyes were gloomy.

The two of them don't want to fight with these orthodox monks right now. Some of these demonic cultivators who inherit the extraterritorial orthodox lineage will gradually become more and more angry and cynical under the influence of demonic thoughts, and are full of malice towards the whole world. They are the minions of foreign demon gods.

However, although the other part seeks Taoism and is driven away by foreign demon gods, what they seek more is their own mana and longevity. This group of people is actually the majority of foreign demon cultivators, at least the two people present are like this .

However, Wei Yuanchen, Qi Sihong, Iron Bone Taoist, and Xu Qingshuang's four-element Yuanling Formation was not set up in vain.

Wei Yuanchen wanted to kill all the evil cultivators hidden in Pengwang Mountain, so as to reduce the negative impact of this matter on the Wei family.

Therefore, the other abilities of the Sixiang Yuanling Formation are nothing more than that. The effect of trapping people is indeed excellent. At least one of them will not be killed or at least severely injured. Can't escape.

"Chen old ghost, I have tried my best. If you continue to hide under your armpits, then both of us will die here, and we can be regarded as a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate."

"Hehe, the white devil is still looking for your good disciples to die together. The ancestor doesn't want to accompany you." The black-robed and shady monk sneered like this, and then he jumped on his body and met Wei Yuanchen with his body. The sword light.

"Demonic body cultivation?" Wei Yuanchen had just flashed this thought in his mind.

The elbow of the short black-robed monk in front of him suddenly burned violently, turning into a black fire and smoke dragon entangled and bumped towards him.

Kacha, Kacha, Kacha, accompanied by the sound of cracks and cracks on the ice surface, even though Wei Yuanchen frantically danced his sword to resist, he still couldn't stop this fierce and mysterious method that exploded on its own.

While flying back at a much faster speed than rushing up, he had to share the pressure with the clear light of his whole body. This was a layer of clear light defense put on him by his junior sister Qi Sihong.

Suddenly, accompanied by a sound of shattering, while the black fire smoke dragon was slashed by the sword energy, the clear light defense around Wei Yuanchen was also shattered. At the same moment, a man who was far away from him suddenly appeared behind him. At the place, there was the exact same figure of that black-robed demon monk, except that the body of this figure was complete and undamaged, the extraterritorial magic skill: the two-phase jue of form and spirit.

Cultivating to the highest level, to achieve the state of changing body like clothes, forgetting both the virtual and the real, of course, this black-robed demon monk is far from reaching it, but he has cultivated to the level of the Purple Mansion, and he is already secretive and fierce enough!

This demon cultivator surnamed Chen mainly attacked with his own body, but his soul flew behind Wei Yuanchen silently. Seeing that the defense on Wei Yuanchen's body was broken at this time, he didn't give Qi Sihong any chance to apply defense at all, and the ghost pounced easily. It was attached to Wei Yuanchen's body.

If it was attached to the body of a monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm, it would be able to suck this person dry in an instant and turn him into a corpse.

However, Wei Yuanchen is a cultivator of the Zifu after all, and his foundation is much stronger than that of the foundation-building realm cultivator. At this moment, although his physical body fluctuates from time to time, sometimes fat and sometimes thin, sometimes shriveled and sometimes fat, and there is a green light in one eye, he is crazy. While howling, there was obviously room for resistance and struggle.

It's just that Qi Sihong, Taoist Iron Bone, and Xu Qingshuang who were nearby couldn't find a good solution. At this time, the red-robed and white-haired demon cultivator was also resisting the attack of nearly twenty foundation-building monks below. , even though he is the most fearless of group battles with blood flames,
The Great Art of Blood Flame and Burning Heart is fully displayed. Within a radius of several tens of feet, all kinds of energy communicate, forming a world of its own. Even if there is thunder and lightning outside, the evil energy inside flows back like a prison.

But no matter how unafraid of group battles, there is a limit to how much they can carry. Qi Sihong, Iron Bone Taoist, and Xu Qingshuang can't help Wei Yuanchen for a while, but they won't stand there dryly, or attack Chen Laogui's body, or It was attacking the red-robed and white-haired demon cultivator. In short, everyone was looking for a gap to enter, and no one stood there watching.

"Ahhh! Let's die together."

Wei Yuanchen was also a murderer, he was tormented to the extreme by Chen Laogui's body-spirit dual-phase art, he even showed a fierce look in his eyes, and raised his palm to slap his own heavy hand of Tianling.

Bang, with a slap down, the form and spirit were separated, Chen Laogui didn't want to die with him, and suddenly turned into a black smoke and flew towards his original body.

Although that physical body has been hacked to pieces by three other orthodox monks at this moment, his demon body is different from the ordinary physical body. All the internal organs have been refined into pills. Although it is not like a human body anymore, its vitality is powerful. to spooky.

Black smoke flew up and melted into his body. At this moment, Chen Laogui's body was suddenly pierced by a flying sword. He opened his eyes, but what he saw was bleeding from seven orifices, looking like a ghost. Wei Yuanchen.

With two enemies and four, the righteous way is powerful, and the magic skills are cunning, but both sides are actually in a situation where both sides suffer.

At the same time, on the battlefield below, when Zhang Chuanhong was fighting hard with a foundation-establishment demon cultivator, he couldn't help being distracted from time to time to peek at the battle situation on Zhang Yuanlie's side.

In fact, it's not just him, even the Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivator opposite him is in a normal mood, and he can't focus too much on his own battle.

I saw seven swords flying in that direction, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal. Although there were monks at the Qi training level below to help in the battle, the grand occasion of the monks who established the foundation to suppress the demon cultivators of the Purple Mansion was probably unprecedented in a thousand years.

(End of this chapter)