Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 342 All three lose
The overwhelming vines rushed towards Qi Buxiu like a tide, forcing Chu Yanran to lightly click the six-sided colorful embroidered bamboo-frame gold-wire lamp to come for help. The two lightning swords were wrapped in flaming wind and came at an extremely fast speed. They crossed and protected Qi Buxiu, scalding and burning the vines, and finally saving the old cultivator's life.

This made the head of the sect Kang Da who was standing nearby feel relieved. Although he had nominally practiced with Lang Yi in Heling Mountain for a while, the latter had not received any benefits from the Fei family at that time, so he was quite perfunctory when teaching him skills. Therefore, it was not until today that Kang Dabao had finally gotten a glimpse of the profound and terrifying wood magic of the number one cultivator in Hong County.

Kang Dabao was awed, not daring to look down on him any more: "No wonder my Bo Yue is so arrogant, but Lang Yi can get some praise from him. If this old cultivator had the help of his clan and the support of his sect in his early years, his achievements would be limitless."

"Lang Yi, are you determined to make things difficult for me, Chu Yanran?" The beautiful woman's tone was cold, and her almond eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Beforehand, she had thought that after Qi Buxiu took the ivy root, the vine became dry and useless, and if Lang Yi knew about it, he would be furious.

But Chu Yanran didn't expect that the old cultivator would treat her as nothing and attack her without saying a word. This was beyond the beautiful woman's expectations.

Anger suddenly appeared on Chu Yanran's face, and she looked even more cute.

She waved her fingers, shouted tenderly, and slashed fiercely with the Fire Purification Knife. The flames were so fierce that another defensive talisman in front of Yuan Feng was smashed into pieces. The young master of the Yuan family frowned in fear! He kept cursing: "Bitch! Bitch!"

"Madam Qi, I only ask for half of your husband's essence and blood, and I will definitely repay you handsomely in the future! I will always be grateful to you for giving me a new life!" Lang Yi's words were sincere, but his expression was still neither sad nor happy.

He just raised his hand and countless thorns suddenly grew out of the field, like twisted poisonous snakes with sharp spikes standing upright, pouncing towards Qi Buxiu who was still in shock.

As soon as these words were spoken, Chu Yanran's face changed instantly: "Die, old thief!" The Pure Fire Sword turned back from in front of Yuan Feng and exchanged positions with the two Thunder Swords in front of Lang Yi.

There is no need to talk about Lang Yi's reaction, but this made Yuan Feng feel relieved.

At this moment, the arms of the young master of the Yuan family, who had just held a halberd to withstand a fierce blow from Chu Yanran's Jinghuo Knife, were numb. The meridians in his hands seemed to be damaged. The idea of ​​using this beautiful woman for sexual intercourse was long gone.

If Chu Yanran continued to fight with all her might, it would not be difficult for Yuan Feng to keep his life this time, but it would be difficult for him to return safely.

The flame of the Pure Fire Knife suddenly became brighter, and the large patch of thorns on Lang Yi became the backdrop for its power. Endless ferocious flames mixed with large patches of black ash did not stop. After rescuing Qi Buxiu, it rolled back towards Lang Yi.

The head of Kangda, who wanted to move but didn't dare to, thought to himself:
"What do you want to do with half of Master Qi's blood and essence? Lang Yi has practiced wood magic for many years. Is there any other way to transform the blood and essence in Qi Buxiu's body, who took the root of the evergreen ivy, into a life-extending spiritual object?

What would Chu Yanran do? Even if Master Qi survived, he would have no hope of building a foundation! How could this beautiful woman be willing to give up all her hard work?

However, Lang Yi, the old cultivator, would not give Chu Yanran any face in order to save his life! But what about Chu Yanran? After seeing her today, she seemed to be much more ferocious than the legend?

With such power, I'm afraid even ordinary fake pills can fight against it. If so, why didn't they leave a place for Chu Yanran when the Southern Niu and Northern Yue were in a three-way confrontation? "

"Kang boy?!" The beautiful woman's urgent voice made Kang Dabao change his mind, and he hurriedly looked in the direction of the voice.

The old cultivator Lang Yi was seen facing the raging fire, holding on with only a glazed gavel talisman. Although it was difficult, his face remained resolute.

"Take Buxiu away quickly. I will reward you handsomely after we leave the Guanshan Cave. Don't forget the alliance between our two families that Daoist fellow Heilu and I talked about." Chu Yanran's tone was still urgent, but she had lost her composure compared to the beginning.

It seems that Chu Yanran is fighting alone against Yuan Feng and Lang Yi, two top foundation-building masters. Although she has the power of magic weapons, it is still very difficult for the number one female cultivator in Yunjiao State.

"Where are you going?!" After no longer having to face the Pure Fire Sword, the pressure on Yuan Feng suddenly dropped a lot.

Just as Sect Leader Kang was about to move, he was blocked by a bright halberd shadow. The smooth surface of the chess plate was hit hard by it. In just a moment, sparks and black smoke appeared, leaving a deep mark that was very unsightly.

Kang Dabao had no time to show mercy. He swallowed the blood that was against his will. His face turned red and white, and he shouted, "Fuck you, Yuan Feng!"

Yuan Feng naturally couldn't bear to hear such scolding. After being beaten by Chu Yanran for such a long time, he was also furious.

After the latter pulled out the Pure Fire Knife, the young master of the Yuan family was freed from many restrictions. Stopping Kang Dabao's actions was just an appetizer. The tip of the small branch on the butcher knife in his hand lit up, and a large piece of black flame appeared on the field again.

"Hualala" the two thunder swords that Chu Yanran used alternately were obviously no match for the Pure Fire Sword. They were forced to retreat far away by the black flame, and even most of the thunder light on the swords was suppressed, and they no longer had the previous majesty.

After Yuan Feng showed off his power, his tone became much tougher: "Fellow Daoist Lang, give me the things now, and I will fight you and this stupid woman to the death; if you are reluctant to give them up, then forget it, I will turn around and leave without saying anything else."

At this time, Lang Yi's face still showed no joy or sadness, his cloudy eyes were shedding tears of blood, and he was almost blinded by the flames, but he still stared at the Taoist magic in front of him, unwilling to miss any chance to find any flaws in it.

Hearing Yuan Feng's words, Lang Yi did not hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, a ray of light tightly wrapped a piece of purple fragrant cake and ran quickly towards the former direction.

When Yuan Feng saw this, he immediately showed joy on his face, but the sound of wind from afar froze his joy.

"Clang" the Bailu sword that was rushing towards Chanlu Guixiang wailed back under the fierce impact of the slaughter. Finally, a gap as big as a little fingernail appeared on the blade. The pain made Jiang Qing's heart tighten and blood spurted out.

"Haha," the treasure he had been thinking about day and night was finally obtained. Yuan Feng did not even bother to be angry with Jiang Qing for acting rashly. Instead, he put away the Toad Dew and Guixiang with one hand, and lightly tapped the body of the Tu Ke Halberd with the other hand, and then chopped with the two thunder swords fiercely.

"Hurry up, Kang boy! I can't delay them two for long!" Chu Yanran urged urgently, feeling resentful.

If she had not practiced for a short time and had not yet been able to fully refine the six-sided colorful embroidered bamboo bone and gold wire lamps in her hands, and could only exert less than three-in-one power, how could she be unable to do anything to two foundation-building cultivators?

"Let's go?!" Master Kang knew that Chu Yanran was not at an easy time at the moment, and if they stayed any longer, the situation would probably get worse.

Just when he was about to turn around and say hello to the Purple-bearded King Tuna and the Six-eyed Widow who were still in mourning, he saw that all the water beasts that came with the four beasts were gone, and he didn't know how to start the conversation for a moment.

"Let's go to the stone chamber and wait for big brother first!" The intense pain coming from the purple-bearded king tuna made his mind clear up quickly.

By this time, the Six-eyed Widow had only one of its three pairs of yellow eyes still able to see, and its tail had been severely injured. The flesh and blood that should have healed long ago had just been stimulated by the powerful spiritual power to grow again, but as soon as it came together, the fascia had not yet grown fully before it was forced to explode by the remaining evil spirit, and it kept bleeding.

The Six-eyed Widow is in such a miserable state now, and he has only survived thanks to the support of his second brother, the Purple-bearded King Yu. He has almost lost his fighting power.

Now that the latter has been determined, Liumu Xiankuan, as the third brother, will naturally have no other opinions. The two beasts did not let their hatred cloud their small brains, which saved Master Kang a lot of time and effort.

Even though Chu Yanran risked her life to hold them back, Kang Dabao and his group of beasts would still be in big trouble if they wanted to leave.

"Leave the person behind?!" Yuan Feng swept his halberd forward, the dark light was full of power, and it was obvious that Chu Yanran could not be completely restrained by just relying on two thunder swords.

This made Sect Leader Kang Da, who was the first to bear the brunt of the attack and protect Qi Buxiu, terrified. In the end, with the help of the golden light, the flying sword and the long beard, Kang Dabao was able to dangerously take the halberd with the Yixian Plate.

"Send Buxiu to any room!" Chu Yanran gritted her teeth and shouted.
"Send Qi Buxiu to any room? That's one idea! But won't that old bastard Lang Yi tear me apart alive?" Kang Dabao felt a chill in his heart as he watched Lang Yi's cloudy eyes turn into bloodshot after hearing Chu Yanran's words.

Before he could figure out what to do, he saw the butcher's knife that had just been taken by Sect Leader Kang hovering in the air for a while, then changed direction in an instant and rushed towards Qi Buxiu.

"Swish, swish, swish." Kang Dabao's face changed drastically. It was too late to rescue him, so he slapped out three second-level low-grade defensive talismans to block Qi Bushu in front of him.

But it couldn't stop the ferocious short spear, which was broken in an instant, and rays of light scattered down.

"Raised by a slave!" Helplessly, even though Master Kang was reluctant to part with his top-grade spiritual weapon, he could only hold the Yixian Plate in front of Qi Buxiu.

If something really went wrong with the latter, looking at Chu Yanran's crazy look, she might even roast all of his people with flames. She wouldn't stop until they were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

After a muffled "clang" sound, Kang Dabao's chessboard sank half an inch, and he and Qi Buxiu behind him spurted blood and flew backwards.

"Be careful!" Chu Yanran was so concerned that she turned her Thunder Sword back to block Tu Jian, intending to continue to contain this ferocious spiritual weapon, but she didn't expect that Lang Yi, who had been lying in wait for a long time, would seize the opportunity.

"Puff" the old cultivator spat out a large mouthful of blood and essence, and his silver hair turned into black hair like Qi Bushi, but his face was still old, which looked quite weird.

The blood rain caused a dazzling light to rise from the gavel talisman, which finally suppressed the ferocious Pure Fire Knife.

"Not good!" Chu Yanran saved her husband, but released the old cultivator Lang Yi! Yuan Feng's attack on the enemy must be rescued, which is an eternal and unchanging superior military strategy.

"Bring the man here!!!" Fu Bao used the gavel to force the Pure Fire Knife back into the colorful embroidered painting. Looking at Lang Yi again at this time, the calm expression on the old cultivator's face was gone, and he now looked crazy.

How could Qi Buxiu at this moment be just an ordinary cultivator in his eyes? He was the perfect tonic to prolong his life and path! !
Not to mention that Chu Yanran who was standing in front of him was just a junior at the foundation-building stage, even if the person standing in front of Lang Yi was a fake pill master or a golden elixir cultivator, he would pounce on him and fight to the death.

Does the great master, Fu Baokang, who is at the peak of foundation building, have the ability to block it? Of course not!
Purple-bearded King Tuna and Six-eyed Wise Widow knew this, and were unwilling to serve as meat shields for Qi Buxiu.

So the two beasts dodged without thinking.

Sect Leader Kang looked at this with a hint of envy in his eyes. If he hadn't been thinking about that damn alliance agreement reached between Taoist Heilu and Chu Yanran, Kang Dabao would have run away long ago!
"Don't hide, Kang boy!" Chu Yanran was hit by Yuan Feng and coughed up blood. She flew over to rescue him.

"I am now considered a big shot. How can an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of foundation building have the blessing of being served by talismans?!" Kang Dabao groaned in his heart, his face turning pale.

The chessboard flashed with spiritual light, and ninety white chess pieces came out of the box and transformed into yang thunder.

After a while of "boom" explosions, Kang Dabao saw that the huge phantom of the gavel in front of him was delayed for a moment. As Lang Yi frowned a little more, clenched his fist and formed a seal, the speed of the phantom of the gavel increased instead of slowing down, and it was about to hit the head of Kang Da in a moment.

Jiang Qing couldn't hold back any longer, so he abandoned Zhang Qingran and came to rescue with a sword! Although his cultivation was low, his swordsmanship was outstanding. He finally found a flaw in Lang Yi's movements and deflected the gavel by an inch, but he was shaken so much that his whole body trembled and he almost couldn't breathe.

However, Jiang Qing's outstanding performance did not resolve Kang Dabao's crisis, but put him in danger as well.

Fortunately, Chu Yanran was always one step faster. With a touch of her slender fingers, invisible spiritual power was concentrated on the tip of her fingertips, which prevented the foot-high shadow of the talisman from moving forward an inch.

"Death awaits you, my slut!" Even though the talisman in his hand was about to burn out, Lang Yi ignored it and shouted angrily, and the shadow of the gavel grew even bigger!
Yuan Feng was unwilling to fall behind, so he used his killing power to the extreme, swung his two lightning swords, and the black flames rose again. The murderous aura almost reached the sky!
"That rat-looking thing will be given to Lang Yi afterwards, but this woman must be mine, no matter if she lives or dies!"

"Old thief!!"

Master Kang saw a trace of determination appear in Chu Yanran's beautiful eyes, her face turned red like a date, and a stream of blood sprayed evenly on the six colorful embroidered paintings of the six-sided colorful embroidered bamboo frame and gold wire lanterns. The spiritual light of this inherited magic weapon suddenly shook.

"Yanran!" Qi Buxiu, who had just regained his black hair, still looked ugly when he cried. His skinny body looked like a straw man covered with a coat, but inside he had the courage to be the mantis blocking the car for Chu Yanran.

Kang Dabao couldn't just sit there and watch this happen, so he sent out a ray of mysterious light and blocked Qi Buxiu behind him.

The next moment, the Pure Fire Knife flew out from the colorful embroidery painting again, with greater power than before. As soon as it collided with the powerful talisman in front of it, it was like a needle against a wheat spike, and neither side gave up an inch!
"Bang!" Kang, Jiang and Qi were so shocked by the loud noise that they were bleeding from all seven orifices. Then they saw Lang Yi's face was terrified, and the shadow of the talisman dissipated into light and fell all over the ground.

"Puchi!" Lang Yi bent his body and the blood spurting out dyed his robes deep red.

He was not the only one in an embarrassing situation. After the six colorfully embroidered bamboo-frame and gold-threaded lights glowed brightly, the two lightning swords that Yuan Feng had thrown away also began to emit dense light and electricity and caught up with him!
The sound of thunder filled the ears, and the sword in Yuan Feng's hand trembled. A large area of ​​black flames was washed away by the thunder, and a large blank space suddenly appeared in the field.

"Bitch!" Yuan Feng's lips could no longer close and blood spurted out. He almost lost his balance and fell down.

"What a pity! If I could have practiced the "Warfare Methods Taught by the Halberd-wielding Man of the Wood Mansion" to half the level of the Ungentlemanly Ancestor, how could I have been injured by this slutty woman?"

Yuan Feng felt hatred in his heart, knowing that if he continued to fight, he would damage his own foundation like Chu Yanran. He was also reluctant to let go of Zhang Qingran and Chu Yanran, two pieces of meat, and was caught in a dilemma.

All three sides suffered losses?! This woman is really amazing!
Yuan Feng sighed in his heart, but he heard the angry roar of Master Kang from the other side.

"How dare you, a bastard!!!"

(End of this chapter)