Jiuyang Juemai

"Rat! You want to die, dare to attack us, the Red Cloud Sect!" With a roar, a ray of light flashed, and Li Qingzi's figure appeared out of thin air.

Seeing that the guardian formation was breached, Li Qingzi's eyes flashed fiercely, and his anger can be imagined.

While waving his hands, a large ray of light surged out from Li Qingzi's hands, covering the monks of the three sects of the righteous way within a radius of tens of feet.

The temperature seemed to suddenly rise by dozens of times, the flowers, plants and trees withered instantly, and even the sand and rocks on the ground showed faint signs of melting.

Hundreds of feet away to Li Qingzi's left is a square formation composed of hundreds of monks. These hundreds of monks have one thing in common. Awe-inspiring sword.

In the cultivation world of Great Qin, there is no one other than Ba ​​Jianzong who uses this flying sword as a magic weapon, and the monks in this phalanx are like this, obviously they all come from Ba Jianzong.

At this moment, seeing Li Qingzi, the famous loose immortal, make a move, these more than a hundred monks did not panic in the slightest, they pointed at the flying swords in their hands almost at the same time, and the flying swords of all the monks in the square formed instantly.

Flying out of thin air, more than a hundred flying swords gathered together, unexpectedly formed a huge sword tens of feet long, shining with golden light and incomparably domineering.

This huge sword did not give in, and went straight to meet the rays of light that Li Qingzi swung.

"Just because you guys dare to fight me head-on, you're looking for death!" Li Qingzi smiled contemptuously, and with a casual flick of his hand, the rays of sunlight became even more intense.

"Puchi!" There was a loud noise, and the streaks of rays of light collided with the golden giant sword, bringing up bursts of violent air currents, and the rolling gravel and gravel flew all over the sky, forming a storm of sand and stones, flying towards the surroundings .

Within a hundred feet or so around here, apart from the phalanx of Ba Jianzong, there were quite a few scattered disciples fighting with the disciples of Hongyunzong who charged out from within Hongyunzong.

And the sandstorm did not distinguish between the enemy and the good, and it involved the disciples of the two sides. In the sandstorm, the wild sand flying all over the sky, large pieces of rubble, and the monks of the two sides smashed straight into it. There were ghosts crying and wolves howling, and at this moment, many monks died tragically here.

At this moment, the battle between Xiaguang and the golden sword has already come to an end. Although the golden sword was driven by more than a hundred disciples of the Tyrant Sword Sect, it is obviously inferior to Li Qingzi's shaking hands. Xiaguang.

The size of the golden sword has already shrunk a lot, and the golden light shrouded on the golden sword has already dimmed a lot. Under the pressure of the rays of light, it slowly recedes to the place where the Bajianmen phalanx is located. .

"Fellow Daoist Li Qingzi, what kind of hero is bullying the younger generation? If you really want to play, let us old men play with you!" With a cold snort, a pale old man in a yellow robe suddenly appeared in Naha In front of the sword gate phalanx, the big sleeve waved casually, and the wind blew up on the ground, and the smoke from the rays of the sun disappeared in an instant.

But at this moment, the giant golden sword had lost all its light, and turned into more than a hundred flying swords and slowly fell to the ground. The more than a hundred monks who formed the square formation were also shocked at the same time, and blood spurted out in big mouthfuls. Obviously, under the white light that Li Qingzi waved casually, they were all seriously injured.

"Layman Nujian, you dare to fight against me!" Seeing the yellow-robed old man who suddenly appeared, Li Qingzi shouted angrily, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and when he rolled his eyelids, there was a slash that seemed to have materialized. The mang flew out, and shot towards the old man in yellow robe, layman with angry sword. Wherever the mang passed, even the space seemed to be penetrated, making a 'Zi Zi' sound.

"Fellow Daoist Li Qingzi, why are you still so irritable? I really don't know how you cultivated your mental state!" The Nujian layman shook his head and sighed, pointing casually, a yellow light came out of his hand and directed at the Taoist priest. Li Mang went to meet him, and the two rays of light touched each other, and they disappeared at the same time without distinguishing between upper and lower.

Seeing this scene, Li Qingzi couldn't help being slightly startled.

"No wonder you dare to be so rampant in front of me. I haven't seen you in these years, but your cultivation has grown a lot. Layman Nujian, do you really think that you want to beat me by doing this?" Li Qingzi smiled contemptuously, opened his mouth and said, A streak of purple light blurted out, circling and dancing above Li Qingzi's head.

"Fellow Daoist Li Qingzi, your cultivation level is profound, and I think I'm not as good as you! But do you really think that I will have a fair one-on-one confrontation with you?" The golden flying sword blurted out.

Ba Jianzong monks, except for a flying sword of life, never cultivated other magic weapons. Although the flying sword of life was thick and big at the beginning, as the cultivation level became deeper and deeper, the flying sword of life On the contrary, the main body is getting smaller and smaller, and this Nujian layman is one of the two great loose immortals of the Tyrant Sword Sect.

Li Qingzi couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw that the natal flying sword sprayed out by Layman Nujian was only a few inches long. Decades ago, Li Qingzi also dealt with this Layman Nujian several times. , Layman Nujian's natal flying sword is still more than a foot away, but at this moment, the flying sword has shrunk by more than several times.

"It seems that with the decline of the seven orthodox sects and the six demon sects a few years ago, not only our Red Cloud Sect, but also the other orthodox and demon sects have developed rapidly. After all, in the past, all kinds of resources were used by those Once dominated by several major sects, our sects have limited income, but now, with enough resources and treasures, the Sanxian among our major sects has improved by leaps and bounds!" Seeing the layman Nujian Li Qingzi couldn't help putting away his contempt for the flying sword, and he also had some scruples in his heart.

At this moment, several bursts of wild laughter suddenly entered Li Qingzi's ears.

"Not good!" Li Qingzi felt something was wrong just now, a strong force had hit Li Qingzi's back suddenly, and Li Qingzi was sent flying more than ten feet, staggered to the ground, and fell to the ground again and again. After taking a few steps back, Fang Zi stabilized his figure.

Li Qingzi only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spewed out wildly.

"Hahaha! Li Qingzi, Layman Nujian can't deal with you alone, what about the two of us?" Amid wild laughter, two figures slowly appeared not far from Li Qingzi. Wretched, but the other person is just the opposite, wearing a short shirt, looking upright and awe-inspiring.

"You guys are doing a sneak attack in vain!" Li Qingzi smiled angrily. Although it was one-on-one, he was not afraid of any of them, even if one of them was against the two of them, he also believed that he had the ability to fight on his own. Bao, but in front of him, there are three people on the other side, and they are three loose immortals. In addition, I was caught off guard by a surprise attack, and my internal organs were also shocked, and the injuries were not serious. If I confront them, I will die undoubtedly.

"Escape!" This was Li Qingzi's only thought at the moment.

"Li Qingzi, you are going to be buried here today!"

"Li Qingzi, don't think about escaping. Look at Honglian Mountain, now there are people from the three sects of the Righteous Way everywhere. Where can you escape! Accept your fate!" The three Nujian laymen nodded and greeted each other. Then he laughed wildly at Li Qingzi.

"Whoever said I have nowhere to escape, I'll catch up with Li if I have the guts!" Swallowing a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt, Li Qingzi gritted his teeth and flew towards the direction of the Red Cloud Sect's main hall. .