After all, Zeng Qingniu was not as emotional as Jian Wuxuan thought, but he would not follow Master Fu Qing's arrangement and target Zhao Jiuge. Instead, he waited for a moment and finally spoke out, "No one from the Demon Sect will be spared." .”
Facing such a demonic person, everyone wants to be beaten, and Xuantian Sword Sect naturally has to take action to set an example. It is impossible to blatantly favor Zhao Jiuge, but this kind of thing is simply impossible every time. If Zhao Jiuge goes further and further down this path, sooner or later the two sides will be completely on opposite sides.
Facing Zeng Qingniu's deliberately evasive look, Master Fu Qing snorted in dissatisfaction, but he did not continue to dwell too much on this issue. For him, as long as he was willing to take action, it would be enough.
Seeing the sudden change in the situation, everyone in the Ruijin Banner and the Yaoguang Palace looked solemn and began to release their auras. However, the biggest pressure was still on Jian Wuxuan. As Jian Wuxuan The momentum is permeating the air, and many people have already felt the sense of oppression. After calculation, there are four Mahayana realms on the opposite side!
Be calm in the face of big events.
Looking at the situation in front of him, Mr. Yang was very calm, but he was worried about Zhao Jiuge in his heart. After the situation became chaotic, he would not be able to take care of Zhao Jiuge. As for the people in Xiaoyao Valley, he did not expect them to be in front of the Mahayana monks. Daoyuanjing is simply unable to resist.
At the same time, Mr. Yang had some complaints in his heart. He didn't know why Pei Songtao hadn't arrived yet. After all, the news had been sent back before.
Jian Wuxuan, with a sword in his hand, is more likely to give people a sense of oppression than the black and white elders and Kuyun Taoist priest combined. After all, the sword cultivator originally followed the path of killing, and his fierce momentum is frightening.
The gray robe on Mr. Yang's body was whirring. It had been a long time since he had fully let go of his arms and legs and moved his muscles. This time he was about to start working hard.
Judging from the way Jian Wuxuan held his sword in front of him, it was clear that he had set his target on Mr. Yang. The four of them joined forces to deal with Mr. Yang, and they were going for Mr. Yang's life.
Generally speaking, monks in the Mahayana realm rarely fall, but it does not mean that they will not fall. If they specifically target you and several people join forces to entangle you so that you cannot escape, you may end up falling.
The death of every Mahayana monk is destined to be a huge loss to his power. Now that they have finally caught this opportunity, they will naturally not give up easily.
"Thunder."
Taoist Master Kuyun took action as soon as he said so. He was the first to break the stalemate. He followed his words. With his actions, the sky suddenly became dark. At the same time, dark clouds enveloped the entire sky. In an instant, the originally clear sky became dark. Suddenly it felt like a heavy rain was coming.
"Boom."
Thunder and lightning filled the air, and the sudden thunder light also shocked many people's hearts. Monks in the Mahayana realm can basically change the vision of heaven and earth, and have huge power with every move.
Since this time they wanted to annihilate the famous demon sect, the Demon Sect, how could they dare to take it lightly? They all resorted to desperate measures.
Seeing that the monks in the Mahayana realm took action as soon as they were told, and the place suddenly became turbulent and became full of strange images, the monks who had long been in danger and uneasy retreated far away one by one.
"Black and white barrier."
The two elders, black and white, said in unison, and at the same time they kept moving their hands. There was no doubt some excitement on their faces. It seemed that they could get a big fish this time, and the Demon Sect could lose a point of strength. For their Wandao Sect, That's also a good thing.
The black and white auras intertwined with each other, and finally twisted together. Countless black and white rays of light formed a huge cage-like structure, heading towards Mr. Yang. This method was more of a method of trapping the enemy. At this moment, what the two of them feared most was not that they would not be able to gain the upper hand in the field, but that the big fish, Mr. Yang, would run away.
The remaining Jian Wuxuan was a little cold and said nothing. He just held the flying sword and made no sound. The sword light flashed away, then disappeared in the void, but the aura of the offensive was something that Mr. Yang could feel. .
Even in the face of the four Mahayana realms joining forces, Mr. Yang looked calm and calm, both in his face and in his movements. Just that gesture alone made Zhao Jiuge, who was standing by, amazed and admired in his heart. And Yang The old man's next move taught Zhao Jiuge a good lesson in the way of the sword.
"Dawn."
Yang Lao uttered two words lightly and tapped the tip of his sword. Suddenly, wisps of sword light flew out and rushed towards the falling thunder. In the sky, thunder rolled and roared. After the dull thunder, there was a bucket-thick Thunder.
At this time, Jian Wuxuan's sword energy shot directly towards Mr. Yang. Seeing this scene, Mr. Yang's eyes condensed, and then he raised his sword and once again said two words, "Ji Yi."
The speed of sword energy is much faster than the speed of Daofa. Although Jian Wuxuan is the last to take action, his attack is the fastest to arrive.
"boom."
Jiyi means that when the power reaches its extreme, it is condensed into a single sword energy. The sword energy released by this magic spell performed by Mr. Yang has reached an astonishing level not only in terms of speed, but also in terms of power. The more you practice to the end, everything seems very simple, but it is amazingly powerful.
With just one sword strike, Jian Wuxuan knew the gap between himself and Mr. Yang. His sword was easily broken by Mr. Yang without any effort. At the same time, the remaining sword energy was directly struck by everyone in the Xuantian Sword Sect. A gap was left in front of him, and a huge crack appeared directly on the ground. The dust was flying like a broken river.
At this time, the roaring and resonant thunder finally fell one after another, some as big as water snakes, and some as thick as buckets.
Those thunder lights were originally very dazzling, but then the even more dazzling sword light burst out. The Shuguang sword released by Mr. Yang suddenly became inextricably linked, and each ray was It was extremely bright, and the thousands of rays of light were criss-crossed, with no sense of order at all.
But that's it, every thunder that fell, before it fully exploded with power, was directly cut off by the countless sword lights, and then annihilated and turned into nothingness. No matter how dense the thunder was, it continued. There is no one who can get close to Mr. Yang.
In just two attacks, the offensives of Taoist Kuyun and Jian Wuxuan were broken. As for the so-called black and white barrier, Mr. Yang did not pay too much attention to it. After all, the main effect of that offensive was to trap people, not Kill the enemy.
The black and white light flickered on and off, forming a huge cage that enveloped Mr. Yang, but Mr. Yang did not raise his head to look at the surrounding barrier at all. After all, from the beginning to the end, Mr. Yang had no intention of escaping. He planned that if today's matter was not resolved, he would basically have no hope of leaving.
Seeing that the thunderous thunder had little effect, Taoist Master Kuyun also gave up continuing because the scope of this offensive was too wide. After each ray of dawn shattered the falling thunder, it immediately destroyed the remaining offensive of the thunder. The ejection hit the surrounding area, and the entire vicinity of Huangzhou City was like a disaster place. The ground was covered with tragic images that had been bombarded by violent thunder, and it was riddled with holes.
Even many monks who were watching were affected, and some with weak cultivation were killed directly. Perhaps the fight between the monks in the Mahayana realm was too fierce, even Master Fu Qing and others did not take action. After all, the fight between a group of Daoyuan realm monks , naturally it is not as important as the fight between Mahayana monks. Besides, if Mr. Yang is completely solved, whether it is Zhao Jiuge or other people in Xiaoyao Valley, it will not be a problem to solve it.
Today, looking at his appearance and posture, he might actually become a monk and fall here. Seeing Mr. Yang trapped in the black and white barrier, the two old men, black and white, had smiles on their faces.
Mr. Yang snorted dissatisfied. Even if he died here today, he would drag down the two elders of Black and White. It’s not like he had never fought against them. In the past few years, Mo Sect and Xiaoyao Valley joined forces to defeat Wandao Sect. It was so miserable that the Mahayana realm monks went out several times, but finally nothing came to an end. However, today it seems that they want to decide the winner this time.
At this moment, as the two sides continued to prepare to fight desperately, a terrifying aura descended, shocking everyone present, including several Mahayana monks present.
I saw six more figures in the field. The aura of each person was as steady as a sea-fixing needle. Especially the woman in the room who was the leader had an astonishing aura. She was at the pinnacle of the Mahayana realm!
The leader was a woman with a graceful temperament and a white dress. The woman who was originally very gentle now looked cold. The person who came was naturally Lianxing from Xiaoyao Valley. After receiving the news from Ruijin Banner, Worried about Zhao Jiuge's safety, he set off immediately. Under the light, he didn't even have time to lead a large force. Instead, he directly notified the five scattered people from Xiaoyao Valley and came.
Beside Lianxing, there was an old man wearing a sloppy Taoist robe with an indifferent expression, a monk with a cloth bag in his hand, a red face and a cynical smile, and a charming woman with a flowery smile, dressed in purple, There was a man in a green shirt with a serious expression and a cold expression, and the last one was a man in white clothes with a flying sword in his hand.
Six Mahayana realms! The whole place was completely silent. With the appearance of six people, the situation was once again changed. For one Zhao Jiuge to be involved in such a big situation, I am afraid that in the entire Thirteen States of China, only Zhao Jiuge can have such a face. No one else can do it. arrive.
Even the black and white elders were dumbfounded. They knew the horror of that woman, and it was not like they had never fought before. This time it was considered a big deal. This situation was not planned by Fu Qingzhen. Even this time, Fu Qingzhen No one can control the situation.
As soon as the six people appeared on the stage, without saying a word, Lian Xing, who was already full of anger, turned his head slightly with his stunning appearance. His beautiful eyes first coldly glanced at the black and white elders, Taoist Master Kuyun and Jian Wuxuan, and then Bai Nen. He raised his jade hand and rolled up his dress and waved it.
A thick white aura directly bombarded out, with a terrifying momentum, overwhelming the sky, directly bombarded the black and white barrier without any explanation, and rescued Mr. Yang who was trapped in it.
"Boom."
A violent roar shook the whole place. The dull sound lingered for a long time and continued to disperse in all directions. Wherever it passed, cracks of varying degrees appeared on the ground.
The black and white barrier, which had been flickering on and off, immediately shattered under Lian Xing's blow, just like an egg shell, cracked directly from the middle and divided into two halves.
The bodies of the two elders, black and white, were shaken at the same time, and the backlash from the offensive forced them to suppress the discomfort in their bodies.
Seeing the appearance of Lian Xing and the notorious Wu Sanren of Xiaoyao Valley, the black and white elders looked at each other, and both of them saw a hint of imperceptible fear in each other's eyes.