"Boom~"
As soon as the mysterious and powerful silver sword energy came into contact with the pale golden maple leaves and cyan aura, a huge roar broke out.
Then the three kinds of auras intertwined with each other, and the colors became more and more dazzling. The remaining light shrouded the figures of the three people in the competition. It took a long time for these haloes to slowly dissipate. The people around who were still watching stared at their eyes seriously to see. See what happens.
When the last bit of halo disappeared, the excited and wide-eyed crowd saw Zhao Jiuge's flying sword pointing diagonally. The sword body was still emitting fluorescence, but his whole body was motionless.
Wang Rui's eyes looked a little shocked. There were not many changes on his body, but his long white beard and hair were a little messy. As for Fang Liang, there was some blood on his face, and the loose apricot yellow robe on his body had a few cuts, but other than that, there were no major injuries.
The two of them looked relaxed, but they were almost seriously injured by this blow, so they worked together to successfully resist it. Wang Rui's eyes were shocked because the two of them could barely suppress Zhao Jiuge. If they were to fight alone, neither he nor Fang Liang would be Zhao Jiuge's opponent.
Zhao Jiuge pursed his lips slightly, a little surprised. He didn't expect that under the Xuantian Sword Art, neither of them suffered any substantial damage. He sighed softly in his heart, and finally had a sense of crisis. After a few years, The comfortable training at Xuantian Sword Sect made me a little blind and arrogant. I overestimated my own strength. I thought that having an eighth-grade spiritual elixir would be a pity to crush monks of the same realm. Now I find that this idea is wrong. Although the quality of the spiritual elixir he condensed was not very good, his spiritual power cultivation was genuine.
After the blow was over, neither side took action easily. Zhao Jiuge was thinking about what to do with the situation in front of him. He only had two levels of spiritual power left, and with all his trump cards out, he had no other options. Wang Rui and Fang Liang were still immersed in the discussion of the attack just now.
Mo Longjie's eyes became a little anxious. He could naturally see that Zhao Jiuge was at a disadvantage and wanted to help. After all, Zhao Jiuge was here to help the Mo family. If anything happened to him, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.
But looking at Su Su, who was always calm and relaxed, without a trace of worry, he was a little hesitant, not daring to go against Su Su's words. He really couldn't imagine how loving the two of them looked. Now that Zhao Jiuge was in critical condition, Su Su, who was dressed in a green robe, looked like a normal person.
"Do it, he doesn't have much spiritual power left."
For a long time, while Wang Rui was still weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Fang Liang, with gloomy eyes, let out a low drink, as if he could tell that Zhao Jiuge was stalling for time and that his spiritual power was running out.
After finishing speaking, Fang Liang took the lead in raising his hand and brandishing his sword. When the blue sword, a low-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, fell, it made a harsh friction sound with the air.
Wang Rui glanced at Pei Susu at the door of Mo Mansion thoughtfully, as if he felt the source of danger in his heart.
Zhao Jiuge rises to the challenge, a swordsman must be fearless!
A layer of bright glazed golden light emerged all over his body, and the Sanskrit Holy Body was immediately released. Zhao Jiuge's whole body was shining with golden light.
The 'Han Ming' in his hand continued to spurt out silver sword energy, and the successive movements undoubtedly made Zhao Jiuge's situation worse, and his little spiritual power was suddenly close to being exhausted.
Fang Liang's eyes contained murderous intent, his sword was deadly, and an aura of unwillingness to give up emanated from his body.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
A series of deafening roars, rocks and rocks scattered on the ground all around, the surrounding houses were in a mess, and a lot of dust was raised.
"boom!"
The green broadsword struck Zhao Jiuge directly with spiritual light. Suddenly, the bright light of the Sanskrit Holy Body on Zhao Jiuge dimmed, and the halo on the surface sank in, creating a layer of ripples.
Zhao Jiuge's breath also stagnated for a moment. Fortunately, there were no injuries, but the consumption of spiritual power accelerated.
It turned out that Wang Rui, who had been secretly paying attention to Pei Susu, suddenly launched a sneak attack. After Zhao Jiuge hurriedly resisted Wang Rui's attack, he relaxed a little and was succeeded by Fang Liang.
With the joint efforts of Fang Liang and Wang Rui, the attack rhythm of the two became faster and faster, and Zhao Jiuge gradually fell into a disadvantage. His figure was like a lone boat in the deep sea, teetering on the edge of the sea.
Susu's eyes, which had always been as calm as a deep pool of water, finally changed after seeing this scene, as if a pebble had been thrown into the calm water, causing ripples.
The reason why she had repeatedly persuaded Mo Longjie not to intervene was because Zhao Jiuge could withstand it, and she also had the final confidence to cope with any sudden crisis. However, at this time, seeing that Zhao Jiuge was really about to fall into crisis, her face became a little moved. , ready to rescue Zhao Jiuge.
Um
Susu's face changed again!
It turned out that just when Zhao Jiuge was about to be unable to resist the offensive of Fang Liang and Wang Rui, a thick and solid aura suddenly emanated from Zhao Jiuge's body.
A golden light and shadow of the Laughing Buddha shrouded Zhao Jiuge in it. The offensives of Fang Liang and Wang Rui were dissolved when they touched this light and shadow, just like ice and snow melting. Pieces of golden lotus were falling around Zhao Jiuge's body, and the golden lotus slowly fell and rotated around Zhao Jiuge's body.
Zhao Jiuge himself was also a little surprised. This was the second time this phantom appeared. The first time was when the sect and Bai Qingqing were killing spiritual beasts together.
Seeing that his body was impregnable at this moment, Zhao Jiuge's face sank, and there was joy in his eyes. The little spiritual power he had left circulated, and his whole body shone brightly golden. He took advantage of the knife that he had just slashed at Fang Liang's chest before he had time to take it back.
The Sanskrit Holy Body is a body-refining method, which makes Zhao Jiuge's physical body strong and domineering. Even if Fang Liang was struck with this palm, he would not be much better even if he did not die. Not everyone has practiced the body-refining method.
Fang Liang's pupils shrank, and he could only watch helplessly as a palm emitting rich golden light slapped his chest. And Wang Rui behind him had just sent out an attack, and his breath was stagnant for a moment. Even if he was rescued, it was too late!
"boom."
A powerful aura suddenly appeared in the air not far away. Seeing that the spiritual power fluctuated far above Zhao Jiuge and Wang Ruifangliang, it was clear that they had the strength of the mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm.
"How could this kid have such a vicious heart at such a young age?"
As these words spread, everyone saw a man standing with his feet side by side in the void.
The man looks about thirty years old, but his deep and weathered eyes can show that his age is not consistent with his appearance.
This man had a face as beautiful as a crown jewel, and had smooth skin that did not match his age. Even though Fang Liang's life was in danger at this moment, his eyes were still cold, without emotion, but he looked at Zhao Jiuge and shouted coldly.
At the same time, his hands were not idle. With a wave of his arm, a raging purple flame rushed directly towards Zhao Jiuge. He was still saying that Zhao Jiuge was ruthless, but when he took action, the Purple Yuan Fire, which was only available in the Nascent Soul Realm, not only became more ruthless, but also had evil intentions.
Needless to say, everyone present knew that the man wearing a white tunic was Leng Feng, the leader of Liuyun Sect.
In fact, he had already felt it when Xiao Yun released the jade tube, but he was studying a magic method in the sect at that time, so he delayed for a moment and came after Fang Liang and Wang Rui. I happened to see Xiao Yun die when I was there, so I didn't show up immediately.
Leng Feng was furious that his most beloved disciple died at the hands of others. However, he was already dead. He was more concerned about Zhao Jiuge's identity. To be able to become the leader of a sect here, he was also a thoughtful person.
Seeing that Zhao Jiuge had such strength at such a young age, and most importantly, that he had extraordinary magic weapons and endless methods, this naturally made Leng Feng think more. If he messed with someone he shouldn't mess with, his life would be ruined. .
So he has been continuing to observe in the dark. If Zhao Jiuge is indeed something he cannot afford to offend, and there are powerful elders with him, it would be better if Xiao Yun dies and loses his apprentice, which is better than losing his own life. If Zhao Jiuge is just superficial This kind of disciple showed that he didn't mind avenging Xiao Yun, and at the same time, he happened to be able to establish his power in front of so many casual cultivators around Dongyang City!
It's a pity that even when Zhao Jiuge was in danger just now, he didn't see anyone hiding nearby to come to the rescue. This fulfilled Leng Feng's idea. Seeing that his other apprentice Fang Liang was also in danger, he didn't care to continue hiding. , but showed up directly, and at the same time directed a killing move directly at Zhao Jiuge.
Seeing the arrival of Leng Feng, the leader of Liuyun Sect, all the people watching around were excited. Most of them had never seen Leng Feng before, and this was the first time they saw him. Moreover, they never thought that today's dispute would eventually lead to For such a big shot, he couldn't help but think that Zhao Jiuge and the Mo family were doomed now.
Xiao Yi, who had been feeling lost and confused, felt this powerful aura. He raised his head with some difficulty and looked at the man in the void. When he recognized Leng Feng, the leader of Liuyun Sect, Xiao Yi opened his mouth in excitement. , tears welled up in his eyes all of a sudden, with indescribable excitement.
Xiao Yu's panicked and sad eyes also flashed with surprise after seeing Leng Feng, because now the fate of the Xiao family would not be so miserable, and Leng Feng would make the decision in everything.
Fang Liang looked at the golden palm that was about to hit him, with a panic expression that relaxed after hearing the arrival of his master.
Only Mo Longjie's expression completely changed and he became panicked. What he was most worried about finally happened. Moreover, the leader of Liuyun Sect came in person. Zhao Jiuge not only killed everyone in the Xiao family, but also Leng Feng's disciple Xiao Yun. Killing, it was over this time, Mo Longjie couldn't help but feel a little desperate, with bitterness at the corner of his mouth.
snort!
Zhao Jiuge had already seen the person coming from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help snorting. It was really lively today. Senior officials of the Liuyun Sect appeared frequently, but he would not hold back just because the leader of the Liuyun Sect arrived. After all, Fang Liang was the leader before. He attacks himself at every turn and wants to kill himself!
At that moment, Zhao Jiuge didn't pause at all. The Sanskrit Holy Palm struck Fang Liang's chest with violent spiritual power. The bright golden light was surrounded by golden lotuses, and the graceful sound of the Sanskrit could be vaguely heard.
"court death!"
Leng Feng roared angrily, his eyes full of anger, and at the same time, the movement of his hand accelerated, and the purple purple fire roared towards him with a slight sound.
Leng Feng never expected that Zhao Jiuge would have the courage to take action after he showed up in person and warned him verbally.
Xiao Yun is already dead. If Fang Liang is dead, Liuyun Sect loses two spiritual elixir realms one after another, which is a great loss. Leng Feng can't help but feel anxious and angry at this moment, which makes Zhao Jiuge's soul refining. Got it!
"Click..."
A palm was slapped on Fang Liang's body with a dull loud noise. Fang Liang's face suddenly twisted in pain. Fortunately, a defensive magic weapon on his body was activated instantly, and a magic weapon mirror shattered directly, even if With the magic weapon protecting his body, Fang Liang also suffered indelible damage.
The whole person was covered in blood, and his clothes were in tatters. Several cuts tore the whole clothes, and the blood stained his body red. This palm damaged the meridians in Fang Liang's body. Although he was not dead and was still breathing, he was still seriously injured.
Leng Feng's pupils shrank, and he vowed in his heart that he would take care of Zhao Jiuge later and make him miserable!
The purple Purple Yuan Fire was whirring, and it was about to wrap around Zhao Jiuge in the blink of an eye. If it was burned by the Purple Yuan Fire that was unique to the Nascent Soul Realm, even Zhao Jiuge's system of practicing the Sanskrit Holy Body would not be able to withstand it.
The people watching around him were already dumbstruck. They dared not make a sound, but just watched with bated breath without blinking.
However, at this moment, a shocking scene appeared again, and a series of changes occurred one after another!