The patriarch of the Jingjue clan didn't pay attention to the noisy casual cultivators around at all, but stared at Zhang Xiuniang firmly, and said with a slight sarcasm:
"Why, is it possible that the dignified three true six sons of the Yunchuan Alliance have no guts to fight?"
Zhang Xiuniang gave a cold snort, pinched the sword art in her hand, and the long sword behind it made a clanging sound. The long sword had not been out of its sheath, and layers of cold sword intent had spread to the surroundings.
The casual cultivators near the high platform only felt cold, and a forcing chill penetrated their hearts. Those with a slightly lower cultivation base couldn't help taking a step back.
The face of the patriarch of the Jingjue clan also changed slightly, but after a flash of hesitation in his eyes, he quickly returned to calm.
"Since the patriarch decides by fighting, of course the little girl will accompany to the end, but the other two spiritual masters of our Yunchuan Alliance have important matters at this moment, and it is not convenient to take action. Your Jingjue clan chooses the strongest one, and The little girl can fight one-on-one." Zhang Xiuniang said in a deep voice.
"Hey, something happened to your people, this can’t blame me, our Jingjue clan will do what we say, and the three to three we have said will not be changed arbitrarily. If your human clan can’t name three people, it’s up to Zhang Daoyou. , Let it be one against three." Jing Jue clan chief's blue eyes rolled around, seeming to have guessed something, and after a grin, he said very arrogantly.
As soon as he finished speaking, among the crowd behind him, three figures in black robes flew out without saying a word, and went straight to Zhang Xiuniang on the high platform.
"you… "
Zhang Xiuniang’s pretty face changed and she could not question the patriarch of the Jingjue clan, her sleeves flicked, and a hurricane suddenly screamed out. The youth and other monks in the spiritual stage had no resistance and were all caught by the hurricane. The volume flew upside down from the high platform.
It’s too late to say that it’s fast, and the person in the black robe who flew in the front has already lit up with a green glow, grabbing it with one hand, and condensing it into a big blue hand that is several meters in size, with five fingers and one point. Caught it.
Loudly breaking through the air!
The big hand hadn't really fallen, but a wave of pressure came, and the entire high platform shook violently and almost collapsed.
Zhang Xiuniang's face was solemn, and the person who shot should be the peak cultivation base in the late stage of the condensate, and the other two are also the middle stage cultivators of the condensate.
With his sword repair status, there is no problem with one-to-two, but if it is one-to-three, it is somewhat difficult.
She snorted and made a move, and the white long sword on her back had appeared in her hands.
With a sword in his hand, Zhang Xiuniang immediately exuded a sharp aura, and the other hand urged the sword art. The white long sword in his hand exuded a sharp white sword aura, and then the whole body became white light, and the feet fluctuated together. A white giant sword appeared in her hands out of thin air.
The whole set of movements was extremely skilful, as if moving clouds and flowing water, Liu Ming in the audience couldn't help but move his heart, and another cold, silver-white figure appeared in his mind at the same time.
Following Zhang Xiuniang's furious chick, and with a wave of her jade hand, the white giant sword was blurred, and it slashed towards the embarrassing cyan palm.
A soft pop!
The big cyan hand had no resistance, it was cut in half from the middle, and suddenly disappeared.
However, the white giant sword also trembled slightly, Zhang Xiu Niang shook her body, and flew into the air. Her eyes were like electricity and she looked at the black-robed man who was emitting water and big hands, and shouted sharply:
"You are not from the Jing Jue Clan, you are the Sea Clan monks!"
The black-robed man sneered, and did not reply, a green light flashed in his hand, and a palm-sized green oil Falun appeared.
As a law submerged, the green light shone on the Falun, and a vaguely green anaconda flew out from it seven or eight meters in size, and rushed towards Zhang Xiuniang.
The other two black-robed men had already taken the opportunity to walk around behind Zhang Xiuniang. One of them had sacrificed a pair of silver short spears, and the other had taken out a rare dark green giant hammer.
The two of them circumvented Zhang Xiuniang from two directions.
The Sea Clan of the short spears murmured a word, and with a wave of his hand, two short spears shot out, turning into two silver pikes, and slashed towards Zhang Xiuniang.
There was a thunderbolt on the giant hammer in the hands of another sea clan, and green electric arcs appeared on it.
The sea clan holding the hammer yelled and swung the giant hammer violently. Numerous green arcs ejected from it. Under the condensation, they turned into a green thunderball, tearing the air and bombarding Zhang Xiuniang.
The attacks of the three sea tribes came to Zhang Xiuniang almost at the same time, sandwiching them with horns, it was not inevitable.
Zhang Xiuniang took a deep breath and waved several sword tactics. The white long sword flew over her head and hovered quickly.
The white sword aura gushed down like a waterfall, wrapped her body, and whirled around, forming a white light curtain of sword aura.
Rumble!
The attack of the three sea clan bombarded the white sword aura light curtain, the white sword curtain was shocked, and several successive layers of sword aura were penetrated, and the white sword curtain almost collapsed.
Zhang Xiuniang's body shuddered and her complexion became pale, but she took a deep breath, and opened her mouth to expel a few pure mana. The white and slender fingers were bent and stretched, forming a rather mysterious handprint.
A layer of dazzling light suddenly appeared on the white long sword, and a thick and dazzling white sword air emerged, and it quickly rotated and cut around her body.
The sound of tearing gold and silk is masterpiece!
Several green pythons and the group of green thunderballs were suddenly shattered, and the silver pistols formed by a pair of short spears were also shattered by the sword energy. The light on the surface was dim, and it was obvious that their spirituality was slightly damaged.
Seeing Zhang Xiuniang’s aura, the expressions of the three sea tribes suddenly changed. Among them, the two sea tribes in the late stage of the condensate took a look at the headed sea tribe holding the Falun, and there was a hint of hesitation on their faces. Step forward.
At this moment, Zhang Xiuniang's face turned pale, and she spouted a mouthful of blood.
"Kill her!"
The name Shouhai clan was overjoyed and roared strangely, and the three of them rushed forward again, hitting their magic weapons, and chanting words in their mouths.
"You... despicable! Three to one, what a skill!"
The low-ranking monk of the Yunchuan Alliance who was pushed down the high platform by Zhang Xiuniang managed to stand firm and saw Zhang Xiuniang besieged by three people in mid-air. One of the monks in the Blood River Hall shouted angrily at the Jing Jue tribe.
The patriarch of the Jingjue clan cast a contemptuous glance at the low-level cultivator of the Yunchuan Alliance, with no intention of reasoning.
"Stop talking!" Tianyuezong youth stopped the roaring Blood River Hall monk.
"These Jing Jue Clan have already taken refuge in the Sea Clan, and have no intention of competing with us fairly. We can't get involved in this level of battle. Go and call the Uncle Blood Sick to come." The silver-robed youth said in a low voice.
The monk's expression in the Blood River Hall changed, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he quickly ran towards the back attic.
The patriarch of the Jingjue clan saw the behavior of the silver-robed youth, but he didn't care at all.
He has an exact source of information. This time, Yunchuan Continent has sent a total of three spiritual masters. One has been taken away by the Sea Clan, and the other is practicing in retreat. Only one Zhang Xiuniang is here.
Although he was a sword repairer at the peak of the late stage of the condensate, it was a bit tricky, but now he also has injuries.
As for the other disciples of the Yunchuan Alliance in the apprenticeship period, there is nothing to worry about.
The casual repairs of the surrounding rudder are not worth mentioning. Although there are one or two spiritual masters in the liquid phase, they don't dare to openly contend with the powerful sea clan.
As long as Zhang Xiuniang was captured and killed, and the Human Race's influence on Shuangao Island was destroyed, I believe that the high level of the Sea Clan, even that adult, would be very satisfied with the Jing Jue Clan.
Maybe, the adult was happy and placed the entire Shuangao Island under his own jurisdiction. Then...
The patriarch of Jingjue clan thought with excitement, he couldn't help looking at the four figures that were making fierce collisions in mid-air, but his brows frowned.
In the midair, Zhang Xiuniang was besieged by the three sea tribes. Although she was precarious, she showed determination and was clearly able to persist.
Seeing that Zhang Xiuniang was too late to take down Zhang Xiuniang, the headed Condensate, the peak sea clan suddenly showed a trace of anxiety on his face. He threw the green wheel in the air into the air, muttering words in his mouth, and a solemn finger with one hand.
A beam of blood spurted from his finger and disappeared into the Falun in a flash.
A bright green light appeared on the Falun, and the light flashed, transforming into a huge green python.
This giant python was different from the mana illusion just now, as if it were a real entity, the green light flashed in the snake's eyes, the body was coiled for a while, and a layer of green flame emerged on the surface.
The Sea Clan monk gasped, apparently using this method is also a huge waste of his mana, waved his hand to play a magic trick.
The body of the green giant python was blurred, and the next moment it suddenly rushed to Zhang Xiuniang's body, with a big mouth, a green flame was suddenly ejected, and at the same time, the snake's tail swung like a huge steel whip and drew towards Zhang Xiuniang.
Zhang Xiuniang was currently performing the technique of imperial sword, fighting fiercely with the other two sea races. Seeing this scene, her eyes flashed, and there was a soft drink in her mouth. The white flying sword shot back and fell into her hand.
A white sword shadow as large as several feet emerged from her body, and it burst apart in the next moment, turning into countless white sword energy, shooting in all directions.
And Zhang Xiuniang's figure disappeared strangely in the Jian Qi.
The green giant python was hit by more than ten sword qi, and deep wounds were hit on the snake's body, but it did not shed a drop of blood strangely, and made a painful hissing sound.
The head of the Sea Clan showed a trace of stunned expression on his face.
Among the crowd below, Liu Ming raised his eyebrows, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
At the next moment, a white light flashed beside the Sea Clan driving the short spear, and Zhang Xiuniang's figure suddenly emerged. The flying sword in her hand was white light and turned into a huge white sword light that was ten feet long.
"Be careful!" The Hai Clan headed by him gave a stunned shout.
The Double Short Spear Sea Clan suddenly turned around, his face changed drastically, and with a loud shout, he staggered the silver double spears on his chest.
There was a dazzling silver light on the short spear, which rose several times against the wind, trying to resist the sword light that was cut down.
The huge white sword light crashed down, and the sea clan and the silver short spear were instantly overwhelmed by the white sword light.
With a crackling sound, the silver short spear was cut off from the middle, and a terrible scream came out.
After the white sword light passed, the body of this sea clan was cut in half from the middle, and the sky rained blood violently.