When Bai Qingqing's whole aura changed, the villagers in Tiezui Village opened their mouths in shock and their breathing became rapid. Only then did they realize that they had underestimated this young girl before, and now they felt that this girl had hope of dealing with Han Songcheng. At this moment, they felt hope. Even though he was far away from Bai Qingqing, he could still feel the pressure in the air.
Villagers in the distance can feel this coercion, not to mention the three people wrapped in this wave at this time. The lean and lean man at the back is sweating profusely, trembling all over, his face is pale, and he feels suffocated.
Even the gloomy old man in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm looked ugly at this moment and felt a sense of danger. He never expected that he would meet someone with a higher level of cultivation than him in Huanghualing, not to mention he was so young. .
The only one who didn't change much was Han Songcheng. He just frowned and pondered secretly. He didn't have any lust at this time. Even when he saw the dazzling spiritual weapon in Bai Qingqing's hand, he didn't have any lust at all. The young and enchanting girl in front of him turned out to be in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm like him. I would have known that he had been cultivating for decades and had some adventures along the way to reach his current level of cultivation. And this person was less than two years old. A ten-year-old girl has already done it.
The same level of cultivation would not make Han Songcheng afraid of retreating, but in his mind, it seemed that things could not end so casually, and once he started to take action, he was afraid that there was a terrifying elder behind this girl, like This kind of young rising star can only be cultivated by disciples of some big sects or big forces, and that is something he cannot afford to offend.
Not long ago, he killed the three masters of the Taoist temple sitting on the mountain because he had no taboos. Those three were just lonely people. Although the girl in front of him was also at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, Han Songcheng was not too worried in his heart. He was just afraid that he would deal with it when the time came. A small one, and a big one pops out from behind!
It's just that Han Songcheng didn't know that the more advanced the cultivation technique, the faster the cultivation level will be improved. For someone like him who has no inheritance, it is already very good for him to practice to this point because of the junk technique he obtained by accident. You must know that those with outstanding qualifications can condense the elixir in less than twenty years!
Han Songcheng was still thinking in his mind, weighing the pros and cons, but Bai Qingqing, who was already furious, would not give him a chance to think so much.
Three sword auras came one after another, and this time the power was much greater. The sharpness surprised Han Songcheng. In a hurry, he could only avoid it with all his strength, and another sword aura followed the gloomy old man. Yes, this black-robed old man in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm could not dodge so quickly. Seeing the sword light coming, he had no choice but to resist, because there was another person behind him.
With a roar, the spiritual power in the gloomy old man's body was running wildly, and then a blood-red spiritual light emerged from the body. As soon as this spiritual light appeared, it went towards the sword light.
The sword light visible to the naked eye instantly cut through the light curtain formed by the blood-red spiritual power, and its power was greatly reduced. The helpless old man could only hold his own flying sword and wave it with all his strength to resist this attack. one strike.
The two came into contact, making a sound of metal slamming. Then, centered on the place of contact, an invisible wave was emitted in all directions. The sword light dissipated, and the sinister old man took a few steps back, staggered, and only felt his entire right arm. Feeling numb, the spiritual energy in the whole body briefly stagnated, and then a chill spread throughout the body.
Immediately the face of the gloomy old man changed drastically, and he suddenly became panicked, because the spiritual power in his body was less than 50%. When he came here earlier, he had lost a lot of spiritual power in order to pretend to wield the sword. If he had known earlier, he would be in trouble. In this situation, even if you kill him, you won't waste your spiritual energy like this.
In just a short contact, Bai Qingqing's blow left the three of them at a loss. At this time, Han Songcheng's face also turned ugly, because he also discovered the problem of his own lack of spiritual power. He also came with a sword and could still hold his own. My mentality can no longer be calm.
Raising his head, Han Songcheng glared at the gloomy old man and shouted, "Let's get rid of her first, don't waste time." The words were full of killing intent. He didn't care about so much when it came to life and death. Although the beauty was good, his life was important. When a person is killed, a magic weapon will naturally be left behind. Just by looking at the appearance of the wind flower, you can tell that it is of extraordinary quality.
After Han Songcheng finished speaking, the gray long sword in his hand buzzed, and the spiritual light wavered. An aura that did not belong to Bai Qingqing also filled the air. The spiritual power around him surged, and then the spiritual power was mixed with the gray long sword. On the top, Han Songcheng jumped towards Bai Qingqing with a long sword in his hand.
The gloomy old man moved after listening to Han Songcheng's words. He endured the pain in his arms and did not retain the little spiritual power in his body. Two against one was safe. The blood-red aura was looming on his body, and then he took steps. , the long sword pointed diagonally, and the two of them walked towards Bai Qingqing, one on the left and the other on the right.
snort.
Zhao Jiuge made a disdainful sound in his nose and had a stern look on his face. How could he give them a chance to gang up on Bai Qingqing? If he had known that he would not move from the beginning to the end.
Wow…
A slight sound like flowing water resounded in the air. Although the sound was slight, in this tense atmosphere, it was no different than a stone suddenly thrown into a calm lake.
A green light suddenly shined, and the entire blade of the Qingmei Sword was trembling slightly. It was suspended in front of Zhao Jiuge. Seeing that Bai Qingqing no longer pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger, Zhao Jiuge no longer held back. The momentum of the middle stage of the foundation building realm Suddenly, the black robes rustled.
Then the whole person was like a sharp arrow stretched on a bow. His movements were exactly the same as Bai Qingqing's. He held the sword and turned his hands. The sword light suddenly appeared, and the same sword energy rolled away.
The gloomy old man was startled. In the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, it was another Foundation Establishment Realm. His mood that was stable before was now only filled with panic. When he was at his peak, he could only barely fight, not to mention that his spiritual power is now not at its peak. .
He regretted so much that he didn't read the almanac when he went out. Although he cursed in his heart, he didn't stop moving his hands. He gritted his teeth and resisted with a bloody sword in his hand. Now he could only place his hope on Han Songcheng.
Thump thump thump…
Three consecutive sounds and three sword energy hits in front of him. The gloomy old man who was caught off guard also took three steps back. With each step back, the aura on his body dimmed a bit, which made him complain. Not enough.
So the sinister old man just took advantage of the situation and dodged back, looking extremely embarrassed. When Han Songcheng saw Zhao Jiuge's sudden expression, his face finally turned ugly. He had ignored Zhao Jiuge before, but who knew that each of the two was stronger than the other. It was ridiculous that he even came to the door today and saw the spirit burst out from Zhao Jiuge. As his strength fluctuated, Han Songcheng had already begun to think about retreating. Not only was he not at his peak, but he was also unprepared. Under normal circumstances, he and his vultures might not be able to fight with the two of them.
He wanted to rescue the vulture, but he was chased by the furious Bai Qingqing, with sword energy and aura filling the sky.
Zhao Jiuge saw that the gloomy old man, the vulture, was constantly hiding behind him, and he was also chasing after you. He took advantage of your illness to take your life, and killed these scum who were full of evil and committed all kinds of evil. He felt no burden at all.
When he thought of how many bad things these people had done and how many girls they had ruined, Zhao Jiuge's eyes turned cold, and murderous intent instantly emerged.
Suddenly, the surrounding space seemed to be falling, and one could clearly feel the coldness. Then a torrent of golden spiritual power rushed out from in front of Zhao Jiuge. The bright golden spiritual power was mixed with ice-blue mist, bringing it with it. With the biting chill, this was the first time Zhao Jiuge used his spiritual power to externalize since the last time he tempered his body.
Boom, in an instant, this spiritual power surged from top to bottom like a huge wave, reaching the vulture. Before the spiritual power could get close, the vulture had already felt the majestic chill. The rabbit was anxious and bit people, not to mention him. A fierce light appeared, and then he ruthlessly grabbed the wretched and lean man next to him and threw it towards the rushing torrent, trying to buy himself time.
With his left hand, he quickly took out a small drum about one foot in size from his pocket. The body of the drum was yellow, surrounded by red edges, and there were two beads tied with red silk thread on both sides. This is the vulture's most important possession, the Mutian Drum. It was originally snatched from a monk in the spirit transformation realm.
When the wretched and lean man in the psychic realm was picked up and thrown into the air, he had a premonition of something bad, but the strength of the psychic realm seemed so small and weak at this time.
"Ahhhhh..."
The wretched and lean man made a horrified sound from his mouth, his eyes widened, and then he quickly hit the golden torrent, and his screams followed, and then his whole body made a crunching sound, and a wave of A stream of blue crystals instantly spread all over his body, freezing him.
After Zhao Jiuge used his spiritual power, Qingmei Sword was not idle either. The sword light followed closely behind this trend. When the wretched and lean man was frozen, the sword light directly chopped his body into pieces. In the blink of an eye, a living person was transformed. Just die.
The first time he killed someone, Zhao Jiuge felt no burden at all, but was filled with pleasure. He felt that this was what he was pursuing, to stop killing with killing and kill all the evil demons.
A burst of cheers erupted at the entrance of the village behind them. When they saw a dead bastard, these villagers cheered involuntarily.
Han Songcheng's face was extremely ugly. He was just a minion. If he died, he would die. As long as the vulture was fine, it would be fine. After all, he was his right-hand man. Hearing the cheers erupting from the villagers, Han Songcheng cursed in his heart, waiting to deal with you later.
He wanted to rescue, but was forced by Bai Qingqing to make no move.
Feeling the sense of danger, the vulture also burst out completely, its eyes were full of fierce light, and its spiritual power was externalized, turning into a piece of armor to protect itself firmly, and then violently shook its left hand from side to side.
Dong Dong Dong…
A strange sound appeared slowly and rhythmically.
"Pfft." The vulture spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the golden torrent and sword light that followed hit him one after another, even if he had spiritual power to resist, he was hurt. But his left hand had no intention of stopping and was still shaking.
Dong-dong-dong, the sound is heard and shocking.
Not long after, Zhao Jiuge only felt a little dizzy, and his spiritual power had stagnated. Even Bai Qingqing felt this way.
At this moment, the vulture shouted, "Hurry up." Reacting, Han Songcheng immediately roared over with his flying sword, and took advantage of the moment when Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing were distracted to pull the vulture onto the flying sword.
In a short period of time, the vulture that used Mu Tiangu lost all its spiritual power, and its Dantian was exhausted. The next moment, Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing came to their senses, but it was too late. Although their spiritual power was functioning again, Han Songcheng had already escaped a hundred or two hundred meters away. This made Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing both surprised and annoyed at the same time.
The cheers at the entrance of the village continued. It all happened in the blink of an eye, and the situation changed in the blink of an eye.
"Wait and see, let's see who has more people then, just wait." Han Songcheng's angry voice came from the distance, and the cheers of the villagers in Tiezui Village were like a thorn piercing his heart.
Not to mention the surprise that Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing brought to him today, he was not a person willing to suffer losses.
The aura of the flying sword rolled up gradually faded away until it disappeared.