The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 214 We are all fellow righteous people, please don’t kill me!
On top of a mountain with strange landforms.

There were jagged rocks, the sky was dark, and white-hot lightning flashed from time to time, making the surroundings even more eerie and terrifying.

Suddenly, a group of monks flew over the mountain.

They were divided into three factions. Two of them had a large number of people, each with dozens of people, while the other faction had only eight people and was seemingly surrounded by the other two factions.

A handsome man in the large group said loudly:
"Junior Sister Qin, you are all alone, please stop being so stubborn. I don't want to hurt you."

The woman in white on the other side said in a cold voice: "Just you?"

"Junior Sister Qin, you."

The handsome man was Xia Zichen. He led more than twenty disciples of Shengwa Sect, among whom four were at the Nascent Soul stage, and the weakest among the rest was at the eighth level of Golden Core.

Although they are not as good as Qin Xueyan, whose eight people are almost all in the Nascent Soul stage, they have the advantage of having more people.

In addition, there are more than 30 people on the Lieyang Mountain side, including four Nascent Soul cultivators.

There is also a temporary alliance of more than ten small sects nearby, with more than forty or fifty people.

If these people join forces to attack the eight people from Qingtang Sword Sect, they will not be able to resist even if they have high cultivation levels.

After all, Xia Zichen didn't want to really break up with Qin Xueyan, so he tried to persuade her just now, but he didn't expect that Qin Xueyan didn't give him any face at all.

Mo Wentian laughed loudly: "Brother Qin, since you are so arrogant and don't care about the safety of your fellow disciples, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Qin Xueyan didn't say anything, Fang Yang laughed out loud:
"Master Mo, your plan of sowing discord is a little too crude. No matter how bad the disciples of Qingtang Sword Sect are, they are still better than a bunch of snakes and rats like you, right?"

Mo Wentian's expression changed slightly, and he recognized Fang Yang as Qin Xueyan's apprentice. He angrily shouted:
"How dare you, you brazen youngster, speak disrespectfully to an elder? Do you know that Master has to call me Uncle Master?"

Qin Xueyan said coldly: "You are just a white-haired man, are you worthy?"

"You, you..." Mo Wentian's face turned dark.

Xiao Huan tugged at Feng Pan'er's sleeve fearfully, "Pan'er, even though Senior Sister and Fang Yang enjoyed scolding me, I'm still afraid!"

Feng Pan'er trembled, "I'm scared too, I've never been in a fight!"

"If I had known earlier, I would have read less novels and practiced more, wuwuwu!"

Mo Wentian on the opposite side had already taken action. A huge sword appeared above his head and slowly flew towards Fang Yang like a mountain.

A huge spiritual pressure emanated from the giant sword and headed straight for Fang Yang.

Fang Yang's breathing stagnated slightly. He had just entered the Nascent Soul stage, while Mo Wentian was already at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage. The gap was quite large. At this moment, the other party attacked in anger, which immediately made Fang Yang feel tremendous pressure.

Qin Xueyan snorted coldly, and snowflakes fell on the giant sword. The sword was quickly covered with frost and was flying slower and slower.

Suddenly, a small hill flew towards Qin Xueyan. The hill was shining brightly and contained enormous power.

Xia Zichen kept saying that he didn't want to be an enemy of Qin Xueyan, but at this moment he took advantage of the fight between Qin Xueyan and Mo Wentian to launch a sudden attack.

He saw it clearly just now. Qin Xueyan was extremely protective of Fang Yang. They didn't look like master and disciple, but more like a Taoist couple. This made Xia Zichen feel sad.

At this moment, he attacked Qin Xueyan, just to make Qin Xueyan have no time to help Fang Yang resist, and kill Fang Yang with the help of Mo Wentian!
"What righteous path? Rat!"

A delicate shout was heard, and Ling'er's eyes lit up with pink light as she looked at Xia Zichen.

Xia Zichen's heart trembled, and he felt that Ling'er was charming and enchanting, and seemed even more fascinating than Qin Xueyan.

"It's a charm!"

Xia Zichen's heart trembled, and he thought of the female cultivator who practiced "Record of Heavenly Beasts. Nine-Tailed Fox Volume" during the Qingtang Sword Sect's disciple competition.

He quickly circulated his spiritual power to dispel the evil thoughts in his mind, and when he took a closer look, he recognized that the other person was the female disciple who practiced the Nine-Tailed Fox Scroll back then.

"There is also a Nine-Tailed Fox Scroll. I'm afraid it has been trained to the third level?"

Ling'er's voice was cold, "It has nothing to do with you."

But the pink in her eyes was shining, Xia Zichen quickly turned his head away, not daring to look her in the eye. And the mountain he controlled was forced to retract, and this attack was resolved by Ling'er alone.

But Xia Zichen and Mo Wentian had already taken action, and the disciples of Shengwa Sect and Lieyang Mountain also took action. For a moment, countless spiritual sword beams attacked the eight people from Qingtang Mountain like a storm!

"Mom!"

Feng Paner panicked, hastily drew out his sword, and tried to fight back in a panic.

But it was her first time fighting and she had no experience. Several sword beams penetrated her defense and shot straight into her face!

"Help!"

Feng Pan'er screamed, and a soft figure suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking all the sword beams.

Feng Pan'er was startled, "Senior Sister Yu?"

Yu Caifeng said: "Don't be afraid, Pan'er, I will protect you!"

Looking at Yu Caifeng's gentle yet determined back, Feng Pan'er was stunned.

"Ah, Pan'er, save me!"

Xiaohuan's scream was heard not far away, and a black shadow entangled her and flew towards the direction of Shengwa Sect and Lieyang Mountain.

Wang Yujiao yelled, "What the hell? Stop!"

Her figure was as fast as lightning, and the long sword in her hand turned into a long rainbow and slashed down. The black shadow let go of the small ring and appeared in the air.

It turned out to be a tall and slender old man, surrounded by black mist. He did not look like a righteous cultivator, but rather a demon.

Yu Caifeng said coldly: "Li Fei, you are not dead yet?"

The old man named Li Fei laughed loudly: "Yu Caifeng, during the three sects' competition, you stabbed me with a sword and cut off my cultivation. You were afraid that I would retaliate against you, so you hoped that I would die. Unfortunately, you are disappointed!"

Yu Caifeng frowned: "Li Fei, I defeated you at the beginning, and I had stopped. It was you who attacked me by surprise and got hurt instead!"

Li Fei laughed wildly again: "If that's the case, then you have to be on guard against me at all times. Not only will I sneak attack you, I will also sneak attack the people you value!"

His eyes looked at Feng Paner behind Yu Caifeng intentionally or unintentionally.

Yu Caifeng said sternly: "Li Fei, if you want revenge, come to me, don't involve irrelevant people!"

"Really?" Li Fei looked at Feng Pan'er coldly with his triangular eyes, "Then I'd like to try and see if he is an irrelevant person!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless magical weapons fell from the sky and smashed down on him!
Li Fei was startled and immediately turned into a ball of black mist to avoid it. However, this "sea of ​​magic weapons" continued to move forward and smashed towards the monks of Shengwa Sect and Lieyang Mountain behind him.

"Why are there so many magical instruments?!"

Everyone was caught off guard and rushed to resist.

"Madam, kill the leader first!"

Fang Yang sent a message to Qin Xueyan, and Qin Xueyan understood. Countless snowflakes fell from the sky and swept towards Mo Wentian and Xia Zichen!

Xia Zichen quickly drove the magic weapon mountain to block in front of himself, and Mo Wentian also controlled the giant sword to resist the snowflakes.

The next moment, the two men's faces changed and they immediately dodged to the side.

A flower of blood exploded on Xia Zichen's right chest, but he narrowly avoided a fatal injury.

Mo Wentian screamed, his left arm was nearly cut off, and he asked in shock, "What kind of magic is this?"

Snowflakes surrounded him, and the innate spiritual silk that was protecting Fang Yang turned into a silk blade and slashed towards Mo Wentian's neck!

The breath of death instantly enveloped Mo Wentian, and he screamed miserably:
"We are all from the righteous sect, please don't kill me!"

(End of this chapter)