Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 17 Today, Eliminate Demons and Defend the Way

When the Taoist Spirit Snake heard this sound, he felt his snake skin tremble three times.

He immediately gave up attacking the sword formation and turned to leave.

But there is no place for him to move around in this world.

"You can not."

"Much worse than the previous generation of Spirit Snake Taoist."

Zhengyi's figure suddenly appeared behind the Taoist Spirit Snake.

Still sitting in a wheelchair, dressed in white.

He raised one finger and pointed behind the Spirit Snake Taoist.

"Come."

"what?"

The Taoist Spirit Snake was like a frightened bird. Before he could finish his words, he turned his palm into a knife and cut off his right arm.

The broken arm instantly transformed into another spiritual snake Taoist.

The original body and the clone launched a killing move backwards, but they only hit empty space.

"Why are you in such a hurry? I'm not calling you."

After saying that, Zhengyi clapped his palm and chopped down. A flash of sword light cut the clone of the Spirit Snake Taoist into two pieces.

At this time, in the valley where the Spirit Snake Rudder is located.

The sky was filled with vast rosy clouds, and when Zheng Yi raised his hand to summon them, a sword formation suddenly appeared.

Dozens of sword cultivators were summoned here by Zhengyi on flying swords.

The lowest level of cultivation among them is also the Golden Elixir.

The demonic monks in the valley were still in confusion because of the explosion just now.

Now seeing so many righteous monks appear above the valley, some people did not run away, but greeted them instead.

A demon cultivator in the foundation-building stage bowed to the sky.

"I wonder why you brothers are here?"

"I have some matters to deal with today, so I can't entertain guests. I hope you brothers will forgive me."

That's true. He has been listening to the lectures very carefully these days.

But at this time the snake statue had been broken.

The illusion that had enveloped the valley had dissipated.

All the people in the air saw were a group of remnants of the demonic sect dressed in black.

"Is there something wrong with their brains?"

In the sky, Old Li whispered to Elder Wang beside him.

"Who would mess around with the devil if they don't have any problem with their brain?"

Elder Wang raised his hand.

"Disciples, listen to your orders."

"exist!"

"Today, we will eliminate demons and defend the Way."

"I will obey my master's orders!"

The next second, the demonic cultivator who was still bowing was beheaded by someone's flying sword.

Not counting the Pavilion Master, there are two elders at the Spirit Transformation Stage, and more than 20 inner disciples who are at least at the Golden Core Stage.

It is a bit extravagant for this lineup to fight against the Spirit Snake Helm which has only five Jindan realm members and one Yuanying realm member.

But the more we do to eliminate evil and defend justice, the better.

In the dungeon.

The Taoist Spirit Snake, whose clone had been beheaded, had lost his will to fight and no longer dared to be an enemy of Zhengyi.

He was like a stray dog ​​in this dungeon, searching for a glimmer of hope.

Unfortunately, no matter how many moves he used, they were always blocked by the righteous sword intent.

"You are truly inferior to the previous generation of Spirit Snake Taoists."

"Even with my real body here in person, he still dares to attack me."

"Now, a mere sword-wielding Dharma image has arrived, and you are already in such a state of disarray."

"sorrow."

"I won't kill you today."

"I just want to ask you, where is the Demon Sect's headquarters?"

The Taoist Spirit Snake was suppressed by Zhengyi's sword intent and fell to his knees.

But before he could say anything, a creaking sound of bones rubbing against each other came from the Taoist Spirit Snake's throat.

next second.

The head of the Taoist Spirit Snake exploded, and a giant green snake emerged from his body.

His body seemed like a magical cave, and countless colorful poisonous snakes of all sizes crawled out from the wound on his neck.

Zhengyi seemed to have expected this.

The Dharmadhatu sitting in the wheelchair clenched his hands, and the righteous energy that lingered here turned into a sword.

Chop all the poisonous snakes into pieces.

Lin Feng appeared from Zhengyi in the Ten Directions Sword Formation and stared at the old man's movements without blinking, trying to comprehend the mysterious sword intent.

Zhengyi and the Spirit Snake Taoist dragged it out for so long, firstly to torture the Spirit Snake Taoist about the whereabouts of the Demon Sect's headquarters, and secondly to reward Zhang Zelinfeng for his guidance.

Zhengyi looked at Lin Feng and asked, "Can you see anything?"

Lin Feng thought for a long time, "My disciple is dull, and I only think it is like the moon in the mirror and the flower in the water, I can't see it clearly."

"It's okay, just remember this feeling, you will understand it in the future."

Zhengyi turned to look at Zhang Ze, but before he could ask, he heard Zhang Ze say.

"Master, your color has faded."

"It's okay, it's just a statue. Do you have any insights?"

"Have."

"Oh, tell me about it." Zhengyi became interested.

"handsome."

"., good, concise and to the point."

Zhengyi smiled and shook his head, thinking that his disciple Li Guanqi was indeed extraordinary.

Being his master can really shorten your life.

"My swordsmanship is still too advanced."

"Just look after your master and brothers."

“There are some barely decent monks in this demon helm.”

"I'm still qualified to be a wooden stake."

Zhengyi raised his hand and drew a round mirror, which projected the scene in the valley.

Zhang Ze also saw his master Li Guanqi take action for the first time.

That iron rod is his sword.

Li Guanqi let go of his hand.

The iron rod exploded and turned into a black stream of light.

Hundreds of black swords made of Antarctic meteorite iron fell into the valley.

All the low-level demonic cultivators who tried to escape in the chaos were pierced through the body, pinned to the ground, and their air valves were sealed.

The rest of them were flying around in the sky above the battlefield with their black swords, and whenever they saw a Jindan-stage demon breaking through, they would launch a surprise attack and force him back.

The valley here has become Li Guanqi's chessboard.

Elder Wang was standing aside at this time, watching an inner sect disciple fighting with a deputy leader of the Spirit Snake Helm.

He would give some advice from time to time and talk about some sword techniques, but he didn't take the evildoer seriously at all.

Perhaps unable to bear the humiliation, the demonic cultivator bit his tongue, grabbed the inner sect disciple with both hands, and spat out a poisonous pill, willing to die today in order to bite someone back.

"See? This is what they call a cornered dog."

“When victory is imminent, one must not become careless.”

While advising his disciples, Elder Wang stepped forward and grabbed the poison pill with his hand.

Reike used all the evil magics in the world, and the poison pill turned into ashes in Lao Wang's palm.

The lightning spread and then gathered into a sword, blowing the demon's dog head to pieces.

"I can save you countless times today, what about tomorrow?"

Seeing that the disciple had remembered the lesson, Wang Buyu turned into a stream of light and flashed to another small battlefield.

Seeing the two elders displaying their prowess, Zhang Ze's heart was filled with emotion, but he had no understanding of the profound sword intent at all.

What he was thinking about was the master's control and Grandpa Wang's thunder.

Combined together, it would be so delicious to fry.

I must ask the two elders for advice when I get back.

As for Raymond Lam, he is really much more pragmatic.

He did not stare at those elders who were showing off their magical powers like Zhang Ze did.

He only watched the inner disciples, seeing them counter the moves of the demonic cultivators of the same realm in battle, understanding the hidden meaning of each sword, and comparing it with his own actual combat experience.

"Lin Feng? What can you see this time?"

This time, Lin Feng was much more confident and expressed his opinions cautiously.

Zhengyi's Dharma image remained silent and turned to ask Zhang Ze.

"What about you? Boy, who's more handsome this time?"

Zhang Ze was daydreaming, and when asked by the Pavilion Master, he almost blurted out everything that was on his mind.

Fortunately, he swallowed his words at the critical moment. He was quick-witted and happened to see an acquaintance.

Zhang Ze pointed to a corner of the picture in the mirror.

"I think this senior sister's swordsmanship is very essential."

“It feels like returning to nature, the ultimate simplicity.”

"He is a role model for my generation of disciples to follow."

Zhengyi's eyelids twitched and the color became lighter.

"Don't learn from her."

"Why?"

"She is a disgrace to the inner sect."

(End of this chapter)