“Swish!”
Two dazzling sword beams slashed together.
The air is surging!
Luo Ling was holding the sword and was thrown away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
She could no longer lift her other arm.
There was a deep wound on the shoulder where the bone was visible and there was a pool of blood and flesh.
The veil had fallen from her face.
Her clothes were stained with blood and she looked in a dishevel.
Zhuang Zhiyan is not much better.
His hair was disheveled, there was a bloody cut on his chest, and his fists were covered in blood.
Both of them had pale faces and dull eyes.
Suddenly encountered an ambush.
The other side not only has a mid-stage grandmaster, but also a early-stage grandmaster, and several late-stage grandmaster disciples.
Moreover, Sikong Yun, who has reached the mid-stage of Grandmaster realm, is actually holding the Dragon Roar Sword, the most precious treasure of the outer sect of Piaomiao Immortal Sect!
The treasure mountain of black iron that Zhuang Zhiyan relied on the most was directly split into two halves.
All other magic weapons were destroyed.
Some of Luo Ling's magic weapons were also destroyed during the escape.
Originally, the strength of the two was not much different from that of the other, but the other party was from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, and not only did he have powerful skills, but he also had more magic weapons.
They are no match at all.
Besides.
At the very beginning, they were suddenly attacked and suffered heavy losses.
So, everything became passive.
Otherwise, even if you are defeated and want to escape, the opponent will be helpless.
In the current situation, the two of them are at the end of their rope.
"Sikong Yun! You are such a despicable and shameless thing! Even if I die, I will drag you down with me to be buried with me!"
Zhuang Zhiyan caught Luo Ling who was blown away by the air wave, then roared and rushed forward.
Sikong Yun held the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand, with a sneer on his face. He swung the sword and a huge sword light appeared with a sharp scream.
Zhuang Zhiyan used up his last bit of strength and threw a punch.
The huge fist light and the sword light collided heavily!
There was a loud bang.
A terrifying gust of air exploded!
Zhuang Zhiyan's body shook and he was blown away like a leaf in a hurricane.
Sikong Yun's robe fluttered as he suddenly flew backwards.
Zhuang Zhiyan fell in front of Luo Ling, his blood was surging. He spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up again.
After Luo Ling took the elixir, his soul power was recovering rapidly, and the sword in his hand was also accumulating power rapidly.
He must continue to buy time for it!
Sikong Yun sneered, holding the sword, and walked towards him step by step again.
With every step he took, the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand suddenly grew larger.
He is also accumulating strength.
Powerful energy in the body quickly flowed into the sword in his hand, and a golden dragon figure suddenly appeared on the blade of the Dragon Roar Sword.
A terrifying aura instantly enveloped Zhuang Zhiyan and Luo Ling.
Zhuang Zhiyan clenched his fists, and a phantom of a mountain suddenly appeared behind him, with determination in his eyes.
"Brother Zhuang, even if you are at your peak, you will not be able to block this sword of mine, so don't struggle any more. If you abandon your cultivation, I may spare your life for the sake of our past..."
Sikong Yun sneered as he accumulated his greatest strength.
Then he added, "Oh, I forgot to tell you that when you fled into the canyon just now, your most outstanding disciples from Dayan also followed you. But you probably won't be able to see them. My Junior Brother Wu has gone to look for them. I believe he will be back with their heads soon."
"puff-"
Zhuang Zhiyan spat out another mouthful of blood. The phantom of the mountain that had just formed behind him suddenly flickered and disappeared.
"Go and keep them company!"
Sikong Yun seized the opportunity and suddenly raised the Dragon Roar Sword, which had been full of power, with a "swish". A deafening scream sounded, and then it slashed down at the two people like a giant sword holding up the sky!
This sword seemed to drain all of Sikong Yun's strength.
His face suddenly turned pale, his body swayed slightly, and he could hardly stand.
The terrifying sword light and sword energy, as well as the dragon roar that shook the soul, instantly submerged the two of them!
Zhuang Zhiyan's face was pale, but suddenly his eyes lit up. He put away his fist, grabbed Luo Ling's hand beside him, and smiled miserably: "I will die without regrets if I can hold Fairy Luo's hand before I die!"
Luo Ling's body trembled, and he held the sword tightly with his other hand, but did not refuse.
The dazzling and terrifying sword light, carrying the breath of death, slashed down towards the two men with a "bang"!
"stop-"
Then, it suddenly disappeared.
The scene in front of the two men suddenly darkened, as if they were dreaming. The dark sky reappeared in their sight, as well as Sikong Yun, who was holding a sword and sneering on his face not far away.
The sword light suddenly disappeared
The sneer on Sikong Yun's face suddenly froze.
"Brother Zhuang!"
Luo Ling suddenly shouted coldly, and then his figure flashed and rushed over. The sword in his hand, which had already accumulated power, suddenly slashed out!
Zhuang Zhiyan suddenly came to his senses and immediately rushed forward with all his remaining strength.
“Swish!”
The shadow of the mountain behind him appeared again!
A look of panic suddenly appeared on Sikong Yun's face. He tiptoed and floated backwards. Just as he was about to raise the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand, his face suddenly turned pale and he hurriedly put it away.
Even with his level of cultivation, he cannot use the Dragon Roar Sword multiple times.
Every move of the Dragon Roar Sword consumed a large amount of his internal energy, and the previous sword attack was already too much for him to bear.
"boom!"
He had no choice but to fight with his bare hands.
Luo Ling's sword light, combined with Zhuang Zhiyan's fist light, collided heavily with the fist shadow he threw out.
Sikong Yun spat out a mouthful of blood and was knocked away by the combined attack of the two men.
Luo Ling and Zhuang Zhiyan were suddenly alert and didn't give him any chance to catch his breath and chased after him again!
While running, Zhuang Zhiyan hurriedly swallowed the pill in big gulps.
At the same time, he held a crystal clear Yuan Stone in one hand and was quickly recovering his strength.
Sikong Yun had no choice but to fight and retreat, shouting loudly: "Junior Brother Wu!"
at the same time.
Wu Tong was just chasing after them. When he heard the shouting and was about to go over, he suddenly saw a figure standing in front of him, looking at him calmly.
"It's you!"
Wu Tong looked at him with doubt and asked, "It was you who absorbed the fist light from me just now?"
Luo Qingzhou said in an old voice: "It is me. I have been in seclusion for ten thousand years. I wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but what I got in return was insolence. I won't pretend anymore. I am an ancient great power, at the level of a martial god! Showdown!"
Wu Tong: “???”
At this time, Fairy Zixia and others who were hiding not far behind also saw this scene.
"Zixia, your disciple is so bold that he dares to stop a great master alone!"
Luo Shang's face changed.
Fairy Zixia hurriedly jumped down from the tree and said quickly, "Aunt Luo, go and help! Master Uncle and Senior Luo are trying to turn the tide. We must not let Wu Tong and Sikong Yun meet up!"
"Let's go! We will fight and retreat, harassing him!"
Luo Shang immediately jumped down from the tree, and when she landed, her chest suddenly jumped.
"Feiyang, be careful!"
Fairy Zixia immediately led everyone and rushed over.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, they suddenly froze and saw a horrifying scene.
The young man actually raised two fingers, with an unfathomable expression on his face, and lightly slashed at Wu Tong. With a "bang", an extremely terrifying sword light suddenly appeared from mid-air and instantly submerged Wu Tong, whose face was filled with fear!
“Boom!”
The huge sword light fell to the ground with a bang!
There was a loud bang, shaking the earth!
A huge gully suddenly appeared on the ground, and a terrible wind storm roared and swept around!
The Deacon Wu, who possessed the cultivation of a grandmaster, did not have the strength to resist at all. He was chopped to pieces, his hair was disheveled, his flesh and blood were a pool, and he fell to the bottom of the pit!
An arm disappeared!
Luo Shang and the others suddenly widened their eyes and opened their mouths slightly.
"Master, Aunt Luo! He's not dead yet, get him!"
At this time, the young man was still standing there mysteriously, but suddenly turned around and shouted quickly.
Fairy Zixia and Luo Shang reacted immediately and flew over with a whoosh.
"Take my punch!"
Fairy Zixia suddenly flew into the air, her red skirt fluttering, and her pink fist suddenly became huge, like a terrible hammer, smashing forward heavily!
"Take my sword!"
Luo Shang flew up with the sword in hand, slashed with the sword, and a dazzling sword light flew towards the ravine!
"ah-"
Wu Tong, who had just regained consciousness, suddenly let out a shrill scream.
Then, the chest was shattered, the brain exploded, and it was cut in half by a sword.
"Destroy the soul!"
Fairy Zixia threw another punch, the red glow was so bright that it instantly destroyed Wu Tong's soul.
Deacon Wu, who possessed the cultivation level of a grandmaster of the Piao Miao Immortal Sect, died miserably in this way.
He probably never dreamed that Senior Brother Sikong had just called him to come over to help, but as soon as he came over, he was chopped down by Senior Brother Sikong's Dragon Roar Sword...
"Aunt Luo, this person has a lot of treasures!"
Fairy Zixia suddenly looked at the corpse and said.
He then immediately took out a dagger, jumped into the pit, and began to search the corpses.
When Luo Shang heard this, her eyes lit up. When she was about to jump down, she suddenly glanced at the young man not far away and laughed dryly, "Zixia, just take it. Aunt Luo is not interested in treasures."
"Wow, there are intermediate magic weapons and top-grade magic weapons!"
"Wow, there are still a lot of Yuanshi, all of them are mid-level Yuanshi!"
"Tsk tsk, there are actually a few thousand-year-old magical herbs!"
"And there are pills!"
Fairy Zixia was very excited in the pit.
Luo Shang endured it for a while, but couldn't bear it any longer, so she immediately jumped up and rushed over, saying urgently: "Zixia, leave a few for Aunt Luo! Aunt Luo has also contributed!"
The deacon of Piaomiao Immortal Sect naturally has a lot of treasures on him, and they must be of good quality.
The reason they came to the ancient forbidden land for adventure was not for cultivation resources.
After a moment.
The two men came out of the pit satisfied and reluctant to leave.
“Wow!”
Zixia stretched out her finger and flicked it.
Wu Tong's body suddenly caught fire and turned into ashes!
Then she ran towards her disciple with a happy face like a little girl who got candy. When she got closer, she asked in confusion: "My beloved disciple, why are you standing here? Aren't you interested in the treasure either?"
Luo Qingzhou's body suddenly softened, and he leaned on her, saying, "Master, my legs are weak, please help me..."
"Which leg?"
"… "
Sister Yue said that the black lightning devouring skill can be used three times.
Although it was only the second time, the sword light was so strong that he almost couldn't bear it. If he had released it a little later, he would probably have exploded and died.
The third time it will definitely not work.
But the power is truly terrifying.
Use the opponent's force to counter attack.
Treat others as you would like to be treated.
This technique is really useful!
Fairy Zixia said with a straight face, "Evil disciple, are you deliberately taking advantage of me again?"
Luo Qingzhou leaned on her shoulder and said, "Master, my legs are really weak... Also, the treasures you just robbed should all belong to me, right?"
Fairy Zixia quickly supported him and said, "My beloved disciple, since you are injured, please stop talking. Come on, I will help you to a safe place."
The master and the disciple supported each other and walked forward with deep affection.
Luo Shang and others followed behind with strange expressions on their faces.
The girl in the white dress named Bai Wei'er had bits of frost unconsciously condensing on her slender jade fingertips.
"boom!"
In the distance, the battle continues.
Luo Qingzhou quickly took out the spiritual liquid and dripped a few drops onto his palm.