The sharp Qinglong Yanyue Sword brought up the cold green blade light in the air and struck Ye Chuan.
In anger, Long Fei, the leader of the Qinglong Sect, took action with all his strength, and the sword glow skyrocketed. The cold blue sword glow alone was nearly one meter long, and with the handle of the sword being as long as a person, there was no way anyone could get close to him. .
A flag suddenly appeared in Ye Chuan's palm, rising when the wind blew.
Soon, a huge flag appeared in the cave. The flagpole alone was ten meters long. The flag buzzed with murderous intent.
Ye Chuan retreated quickly, but the iron-blooded flag in his hand expanded rapidly, and he waved the flag to block.
Ding! With a crisp sound, the iron-blooded banner and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword collided.
Ye Chuan's tiger's mouth was numb and he groaned, but the iron-blooded banner showed no scars and blocked the attack of Long Fei, the leader of the Qinglong Sect, with a head-on collision.
"kill!"
"Set up a formation and kill him together!"
Mrs. Qinglong, Murong Feihu and others shouted, and each showed their magical powers to rush forward, surrounding and killing Long Fei, the leader of the Qinglong Sect, who had an astonishing level of cultivation.
The reason why Long Fei, the leader of the Qinglong Sect, is exceptionally ferocious is on the one hand because of his heaven-defying cultivation, and on the other hand, because of the extremely sharp Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand. The sword struck down, and no sword or armor could stop it. Just now, the master who fell in a pool of blood was seriously injured in this regard, and even cut into two pieces, leaving the rest of the people with numb scalps.
The iron-blooded banner in Ye Chuan's hand actually blocked the Qinglong Yanyue Sword of Qinglongmen's leader Long Fei head-on. This made Mrs. Qinglong and others refreshed and regained their confidence to pounce.
Mrs. Qinglong, Murong Feihu, reacted the fastest and was the first to launch a counterattack. Her eyes were spitting fire and she hated Long Fei, the leader of the Qinglong Sect, and wanted to kill him at all costs. Her weapon is also rare. It is a pair of hooks with a spear at the end. There is a hook three inches behind, which can be used to stab or hook. It is specially designed to attack the face, throat and other vital parts of Long Fei, the leader of the Qinglong Sect. Long Fei, the master of Qinglong Sect, hurriedly struck back with a knife. The handle of the knife was caught by the hook in her right hand, and the hook in her left hand stabbed directly into the chest of the master of Qinglong Sect.
"Junior sister, your wishful hooking is getting better and better, but if you want to defeat me, senior brother, you are still far, far away, hahaha..."
Long Fei, the leader of the Qinglong Sect, laughed and pulled hard, and the hook in Qinglong's wife Murong Feihu's right hand came out. Just as he screamed in surprise, the cold sword light came in front of him, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword slashed his head viciously.
A hammer as big as a millstone suddenly appeared and hit the sharp Qinglong Yanyue Knife.
The living dead Old Man Han rushed up and helped Qinglong's wife Murong Feihu block the killing move of Qinglong Sect Master Long Fei. Unprepared, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword slashed towards him, drawing a strange arc and falling hard on his shoulder. The left arm was cut off at the root.
"Old Han..."
Mrs. Qinglong Murong Feihu screamed, but the living dead Han Lao's face remained unchanged. He didn't even frown or glanced at his arm that fell to the ground. The heavy hammer in his hand came out and hit Long Fei, the master of the Qinglong Sect hard. There was a click on his chest, severely breaking several of the latter's ribs.
The living dead Han Lao is the only peak real-life master next to Mrs. Qinglong, and is also the most loyal confidant left by the latter's father. The most powerful thing is not the heavy hammer in his hand, but his physique that is completely different from ordinary people and has no pain. , the moment of being hit hard, you can launch a ferocious counterattack without being affected. In an instant, Long Fei, the leader of Qinglong Sect, was unable to dodge and was also seriously injured. Both sides were injured.
"Ah..., you all deserve to die!"
The leader of the Qinglong Sect, Long Fei, roared loudly, vaguely transformed into a green dragon, and rushed forward ferociously, intending to kill both Mrs. Qinglong and the living dead Old Man Han with one blow.
Under the ground, countless vines suddenly appeared, and they flew towards the main dragon of Qinglong Gate like a python. When the latter wielded the Qinglong Yanyue Sword to escape from the trap, a thousand-meter-long giant dragon was already waiting in front of him, and he crashed into it.
Nan Tiandu and the old demon from Yinshan also took action, each showing their magical powers.
In an instant, the situation on the field changed, and the two sides launched a fierce and fierce fight. Any carelessness on either side can be fatal.
The rustling iron-blooded banner reappeared, like a spear or a thorn, stabbing Long Fei's chest from a distance. Ye Chuan's voice sounded coldly, "Attack his chest and kill him!"
The leader of Qinglong Sect, Long Fei, suffered a severe chest injury. The more serious the injury, Ye Chuan focused on this point and firmly grasped this breakthrough point. Suddenly, everyone responded and rushed forward to attack the weak spot of Long Fei, the leader of Qinglong Sect. The living dead Han Lao also picked up the heavy hammer on the ground and joined the battlefield. His strength was getting weaker and weaker with his blood dripping, but it was worth it to exchange one arm for the serious injury of Long Fei, the leader of the Qinglong Sect.
Long Fei, the arrogant leader of the Qinglong Sect, quickly felt the pressure and realized something was wrong. At the beginning, he was rushing forward and attacking aggressively. Slowly, he began to get tired of parrying, and his body suffered more and more injuries.
He had already consumed a lot of energy by lighting up more than a hundred stone tablets. Later, during the battle with the Plague Demon King, his right arm was corroded by the poisonous mist, revealing the white bones. His chest was severely injured by the living dead Han Lao, and the invincible Qinglong Yanyue Sword was restrained by Ye Chuan's iron-blooded banner. It became increasingly difficult under the attacks of the Yinshan Old Demon, Nan Tiandu and others.
"Bitch, you are so powerful today, I will settle the score with you when I return to Qinglongmen!"
Long Fei, the leader of Qinglong Sect, suddenly made a feint, and with one move, Nan Tiandu rushed out of the crowd and flew towards the entrance of the cave. Fighting hard was not the answer, so I started to run away. Unfortunately, when he rushed out, he found that the entrance to the cave had been blocked by Ye Chuan and others, and there was no time to break it. What's even more frightening is that the soles of the feet are itchy and painful. When I look down, I see that a pair of combat boots are completely rotten, and the toes, soles, and ankles have begun to rot, exposing the white bones.
The ground is poisonous, deadly poisonous powder has been sprinkled on it!
The leader of Qinglong Sect, Long Fei, almost lost his mind when he reacted, and hurriedly retreated. What greeted him was an even more violent attack. Not long after, when his Qinglong Yanyue Sword was held up by Ye Chuan's iron-blooded banner, his body was violently knocked away by Nan Tiandu. Then, before her body even hit the ground, Qinglong Madam Murong Feihu's Ruyi Hook was thrust in, and countless vines covered her body.
"Master Sect Master, just accept your fate today. You are destined to die here, and you cannot escape even if you have wings!"
Ye Chuan rushed forward holding the iron-blooded banner, just as Long Fei, the leader of the Qinglong Gate, broke out of the trap by cutting off the vines with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. He rushed forward with a general step and slapped Long Fei, the leader of the Qinglong Gate, flying away far away. With this blow, the eight sky-devouring talismans in Ye Chuan's body simultaneously spun crazily, and a force of 144,000 kilograms suddenly exploded, shattering the internal organs of Long Fei, the leader of the Qinglong Sect.
"If I die, you won't be able to live, haha, hahahaha..."
Long Fei, the master of Qinglong Sect, stood up, laughed like crazy, suddenly turned around, and cut off the rune shackles locked on the Plague Demon King with one knife.
"No… "
"This madman!"
Mrs. Qinglong and others' faces changed drastically, their hands and feet were cold, and so was Ye Chuan. In an instant, he felt an unparalleled wave of power coming towards his face. The Plague Demon King, who had been suppressed for millions of years, laughed, and the wave of power in his body was rising steadily.