After a hundred years of ringing the bell, I became the ancestor of the sect

Chapter 25 Innate
"Enemy attack."

He immediately let out a soft cry.

The other seven inner disciples were leaning against each other to rest. Suddenly, they all reacted when they heard Li Qian's warning.

Puff puff.
There was also the sound of arrows shooting.

ah.
Someone groaned, and then shouted angrily: "I was shot by an arrow. Damn it, the arrow is poisonous."

Everyone was startled.

Late night attack.

The attacker used a crossbow and smeared poison on the arrows. He must be no simple person.

At this moment, except for the lights in the yard, everything around was pitch black.

I don’t know how many enemies are coming.

Li Qian has already drawn his sword.

Under his sight, dark shadows jumped down from the roof.

Suddenly, a figure rushed towards Li Qian, with a fierce knife flashing, tearing through the darkness.

Li Qian narrowed his eyes and instantly mobilized the sound of Chen Zhong.

With the sound of a bell, it turned into a mental attack, assaulting the opponent, causing an instantaneous impact on the opponent.

However, it is too far away from the main body of the Chen Bell, so the attack caused by the bell sound is not strong, it is just a slight interference.

Even so, it is enough to give Li Qian a certain first-mover advantage.

He raised his sword, his internal energy burst out, and the sword light flickered, slashing the opponent's throat.

The man covered his throat instantly, the long knife in his hand fell to the ground, his body twitched with a gurgling sound, and he fell to the ground.

At this moment, a sword beam suddenly stabbed from the side.

Li Qian's body was covered with an air film, and the sword light seemed to have hit a layer of cowhide. It did not pierce through, but instead scratched aside.

He took advantage of the situation and stabbed the man in the chest with his backhand sword.

In less than a breath, two enemies died under Li Qian's sword.

The whole yard was engulfed in fighting.

"Quick, everyone move towards me."

Ji Su said loudly.

So, the others fought and retreated towards Ji Su's position.

Ji Su is the strongest among the crowd, and in such a chaotic battle, he becomes the backbone.

After several people gathered together and formed a formation, the situation of each fighting on their own finally came to an end.

Almost everyone was injured.

The most seriously injured was the inner sect disciple Wang Xiangyu, who was shot in the shoulder and had a pale face. He was already sitting on the ground leaning against the wall, and his condition did not seem to be good.

Li Qian finally realized the number of enemies.

There were about seventeen or eighteen people in the yard.

There were a few people on the roof, holding crossbows in their hands.

At this moment, they stopped attacking and surrounded Li Qian and his seven companions.

Such a loud noise had already woken up everyone in the caravan who was resting.

But no one dared to come out and everyone hid in the house.

Whoosh!
A figure jumped down from the roof.

He was a big man in black clothes and a mask, holding a ghost-head sword, and the aura he exuded was very terrifying.

"You should know that we are showing mercy. Now you just watch from the sidelines while we take the things and leave. It's good for everyone."

The masked man in black swept a cold gaze over Li Qian and the other seven people and spoke in a deep voice.

"You are wishful thinking. If I let you take my things away, how will our Divine Sword Sect maintain its dignity?"

Ji Su shook the sword in his hand, pointed it at the masked man in black, and snorted coldly.

Although she didn't know what the Yongcheng caravan was transporting, why did it attract so many enemies?

These enemies are all quite powerful.

Especially the big man in black and mask in front of her gave her a strong sense of threat.

This means that the other party is at least a seventh-level warrior. I thought this escort mission would be relatively simple, but I didn't expect the risk to be so great.

If we allow the other party to take the things away, it will inevitably damage the prestige of the Divine Sword Sect.

After they return, they will also be held accountable by the sect.

"Haha, since you are so stupid, don't blame me for being rude. It's not like the people of the Divine Sword Sect can't be killed."

The masked man in black sneered, and immediately moved. The ghost-head sword in his hand burst out with a terrifying blade light, and slashed fiercely at Ji Su who was standing in the front.

Ji Sujiao shouted, and the long sword in her hand shook and raised, and sword shadows bloomed like a peacock spreading its tail.

Bang bang bang.
The collision of swords and the violent internal energy surged.

With a muffled groan, the sword in Ji Su's hand slipped out of his hand, and a terrifying blade energy slashed at Ji Su fiercely.

The protective energy on her body could not withstand it at all and was torn apart in an instant.

Blood splattered.

Ji Su groaned, his body flew backwards, hit the wall heavily, slid down, and knocked the already extremely weak Wang Xiang unconscious.

"The ninth level of the acquired realm."

Ji Su vomited blood and stared at the masked man in black. He wanted to get up, but he didn't have any strength at all.

There was a horrifying knife wound on her chest, and blood gushed out, staining her white clothes red.

If it weren't for the protective qi that weakened the power of the sword, Ji Su would have been ripped open.

Even so, she was severely injured and lost her fighting ability.

The other inner disciples were all extremely shocked.

Senior Sister Ji Su was not able to withstand the enemy's attack in one round and was severely injured.

"Senior Sister Ji is the direct disciple of Elder Qingshan of Yuping Peak of my Divine Sword Sect. How dare you hurt her? Elder Qingshan will not let you go."

An inner sect disciple said in a stern voice.

Among everyone, Ji Su not only has the highest cultivation level, but also the highest status.

Although he is just a direct disciple of an ordinary elder, his status is much higher than that of an ordinary inner disciple.

It is equivalent to having an elder as a backer.

"Humph, I gave her a chance, but she didn't cherish it. Then all of you can go to hell."

The masked man in black sneered.

What he hated most in his life were these disciples from famous families. They were so proud of their status and extremely arrogant. Did they really think that this world was for fun?
"Go ahead, kill them all."

As he spoke, he waved his hand and many of his men rushed forward.

The people standing on the roof also took the opportunity to shoot crossbow arrows.

For a moment, everyone was in despair.

Li Qian swung the sword in his hand repeatedly to block the crossbow arrows, but he also had to guard against the close-range attacks of the fierce enemy.

He could only mobilize his internal energy through the sacrificial vessel Chen Zhong to construct a protective gas shield to resist the cold arrow attack.

It’s just that the internal energy is consumed too quickly.

Suddenly, Li Qian felt a chill on his back and his heart trembled. He couldn't help but glance over and saw that the masked man in black holding a ghost-head sword was actually looking at him.

Obviously, his performance caught this person's attention.

Compared with other inner disciples, Li Qian's situation was much better. Not only did he block all the attacks, he was also able to counterattack and hurt the enemy.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the Divine Sword Sect would actually send out two elite disciples."

The masked man in black sneered and immediately prepared to take action himself.

But at this moment, a cold snort came from the darkness outside, "How dare you hurt my Divine Sword Sect disciple."

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew out from the night sky like a nightingale, and sword lights burst out, like fireworks in the sky, bright and brilliant.

When these sword energies fell on the man in black, they pierced through and created bloody holes.

In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so men in black who had besieged Li Qian's inner disciples all fell to the ground and died.

"innate."

Even the strongest man in black and masked couldn't withstand the sword energy and was pierced directly through the top of the head. Blood gushed out from the top of his head. It was extremely tragic.

His eyes widened and he uttered two unclear words.

(End of this chapter)