The sect master of Qingqiongmen was lying on a wicker chair, narrowing his eyes slightly. There were two female attendants around him fanning him. Even Long Ao found the sect master who knew how to enjoy it very funny.
The woman took ten steps forward coldly, and then shouted coldly: "Clone of the Immortal!"
The face of the city lord changed wildly. In front of the immortal cultivator who had the clone of the immortal, he was no match at all. How could this battle continue
"Senior brother, please rest aside and let me deal with this guy."
Jianping said solemnly, with an unconvinced fanaticism in his eyes. No matter how powerful the opponent was, he would still fight to protect his senior brother.
"The second-day immortal clone."
The woman's voice was like a soulless machine, because her words were cold and emotionless.
Jianping gritted his teeth. The situation in front of him was becoming more and more unfavorable for the two of them. How could he deal with it when the other party randomly sent one person to have two immortal clones.
The woman's aura rushed towards Jian Ping crazily, and Jian Ping's face gradually turned pale. At this time, he still felt very depressed even though he was exuding all his aura. Therefore, the other party's aura was obviously far higher than his own.
Using one immortal clone to fight against two immortal clones does not mean that you will definitely lose. As long as your talent is strong enough, there is a possibility of winning.
Jian Ping's immortal clone is enough to increase his strength eight times. At this time, he has not lost confidence in himself, but the woman's talent is not superior to Jian Ping's, and she cannot have an absolute advantage at this time.
"Prepare to die!"
The woman shouted coldly, and with a flash of sword light in her hand, she actually took the lead in launching a sword attack.
"Roar!"
Jianping roared angrily, and met the opponent's attack with the flying sword in his hand.
The two were competing for absolute strength, while Jianping was competing passively, and he wanted to test how strong the opponent was.
Under the blow of the sword, the woman's body remained motionless, while Jian Ping was knocked back about ten feet. This gave Jian Ping some hope in his heart, at least he still had the strength to fight.
"Sword cultivator!"
Jian Ping roared fiercely, the second sword had already taken the initiative to attack, and incorporated the talent of the sword cultivator.
There was some surprise on the woman's face, and she launched a second sword attack.
This time the sword energy of the two collided. The woman still stood on the same spot, but the sword was still knocked back three feet.
"You are no match for me, prepare to die!"
The woman sneered, and in a flash, she actually teleported like a ghost.
Jianping's figure also disappeared at the same time, and he actually dared to compete with his opponent in teleportation attacks.
The woman never thought that the other party would dare to compete with her in teleportation. After a try, she discovered that the other party's speed was not weaker than hers, and in the spiritual competition, she could not gain much advantage.
The teleportation between the two sides turned into a war of attrition, which was a bad choice for Jianping at all, but for the woman, no matter what kind of attack, she would be an advantage.
"kill!"
Jian Ping roared angrily, stopped teleporting, and attacked the opponent with almost unreserved sword energy in his hand.
The woman did not want to weaken her prestige, so she also stepped forward to attack.
The two started to fight fast in the air, but after transforming into a close attack, the two fought to a draw. Due to their sword cultivation, Jian Ping's disadvantage gradually decreased.
"This kid's talent is pretty good! However, he still dies in the end. What a pity, what a pity!"
The leader of Qingqiong Sect lay comfortably on the chair, squinting his eyes and smiling.
"Sect Master, why don't you take the opportunity to kill all the others? As long as you kill them and silence them, no one will know that our Qingqiong Sect did this."
One of the old men reminded.
"Well, you guys go and kill. First kill the city lord's men, and then clear out everyone on this street."
The leader of Qingqiongmen ordered coldly.
"don't want!"
The Lord City Lord said in horror, but saw that the people from Qingqiong Sect had already rushed towards his men.
"Aren't you afraid of being punished by killing innocent people in broad daylight?"
A woman's voice came from all directions, everyone was stunned, but Jianping looked happy and shouted: "It's Miss Liu."
"Kill!"
Hearing Miss Liu's voice seemed to give Jianping the greatest motivation. Under this motivation, Jianping actually had a slight advantage.
Jian Ping's sword moves were even more vicious, and he didn't care about two hundred injuries, which made it difficult for the woman on the other side to deal with it.
One had no fear and the other had worries. Therefore, Jianping killed the opponent and pushed him back.
As for the people in Qingqiong Sect, they were restrained. Even the sect leader of Qingqiong Sect waved his hand to signal that everyone should not act rashly.
"Who is your Excellency? If you have the ability, come out and see me."
The leader of Qingqiongmen asked coldly.
"If you see me, you will regret it, because I might kill you."
The sounds continued to come, but they still came from all directions, which made the sect master of Qingqiong Sect also have some concerns.
"Stop taking action temporarily and wait and see what happens."
The leader of Qingqiongmen ordered.
At this time, Jian Ping had already gained the upper hand, which made the leader of Qingqiong Sect furious: "Trash, you can't even deal with a brat who is a clone of an immortal. I'll give you a moment. If you can't win, then don't live to see him." This is the sect leader.”
"Yes, Lord Sect Master."
The woman replied respectfully, her sword moves suddenly changed, but she didn't care about dying together.
Jian Ping didn't really want to get hurt by both sides, so he quickly retreated a few feet to avoid the opponent's sharp edge.
"The third immortal clone, the fourth immortal clone!"
The woman shouted fiercely, which directly made Jian Ping despair. It turned out that the other party had four immortal clones, so he might be his opponent anyway.
When the woman merged with the four immortal clones, her strength skyrocketed, almost forming an absolute momentum and absolute strength against Jian Ping.
Jianping's first immortal clone increased his strength by eight times, but the woman's qualifications were not good. The first immortal clone could only be upgraded to six times the original body, and the second immortal clone could reach twelve times. Jianping's sword cultivation talent was only at the level of Disadvantage, and when the woman's immortal clone reached twenty-four times, she almost had an absolute advantage over Jianping.
If it weren't for Jian Ping's talent, which was far stronger than the woman's, and if it weren't for Jian Xiu's talent, Jian Ping wouldn't be able to fight at all.
boom!
With just one strike of the sword, Jian Ping was knocked back dozens of feet, and bright red blood suddenly flowed out from his chest. Under the opponent's attack, Jian Ping felt his blood boiling, and bright red blood spurted out from his mouth again.
"good!"
The disciples of Qingqiongmen applauded one after another, which made Jianping furious, but he was powerless.
With the second sword, Jianping was still knocked away, and this time the injury was more serious. However, Jianping had no choice but to pick up the flying sword and fight.
With the third sword, Jian Ping had been knocked to the ground. If his armor hadn't blocked part of the opponent's attack, he would have been instantly killed by the opponent.
The woman slowly walked towards Jianping, and after being injured, Jianping was finally at an absolute disadvantage.
"Senior brother, my abilities are limited and I cannot protect you!"
Jianping smiled bitterly.
"You can't protect yourself, but you still want to protect others. This is really a big joke."
The woman said coldly and sarcastically, the flying sword was already hanging on Jian Ping's chest.
Under the pressure of that huge momentum, Jianping found that he could not move. He couldn't help but use his last remaining strength to shout: "Brother, farewell! Miss Liu, farewell."
"I also want to say goodbye to you."
The woman smiled coldly, and the flying sword in her hand slashed towards Jian Ping's chest.
"No!"
The Lord City Lord roared fiercely and wanted to pounce on the woman, but was held back by his men.
The woman thought that this sword was enough to kill Jian Ping's body in an instant. However, after the flying sword struck down, she suddenly found that the opponent's body was missing.
The flying sword struck a finger-thick rattan. Soon, the rattan escaped into the ground and disappeared like the sword.
"Whoever is causing trouble should come out if you can."
The woman yelled angrily.
However, no one answered, only Jianping disappeared.
The leader of Qingqiong Sect looked at all this happening coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly ordered: "Kill them for me, this street, without mercy."
"Lord City Lord, run away!"
The Lord City Lord's men pushed him behind him, and everyone stood in front of the Lord City Lord.
"No, we must live together and die together!"
The Lord of the City did not choose to retreat, but instead moved forward with his head held high.
The eight immortal cultivators have merged with their own immortal clones and are now approaching the city lord. From the beginning to the end, no one came to rescue them.
The woman rescued Jian Ping just now, but she seemed to have gone far away, and she didn't even come to help at this time.
Just as the Lord of the City closed his eyes and waited for death, suddenly the flying sword in the air slowed down, and there was a barrier in front of him. The flying sword struck it like a fist hitting cotton. It's so powerful that it has nowhere to go.
"Miss Liu, thank you for saving me, please leave! Things here are none of your business!"
The Lord City Lord said with his fists clasped, but with a wry smile on his face.
"You are wrong, I am not Miss Liu."
Long Ao's figure flashed beside the Lord of the City, which made the Lord of the City ecstatic and respectfully called him: "It turns out to be Senior. Thank you very much for your help, Senior."
"You're welcome. If she doesn't take action, she naturally wants me to take action, so I'd rather be respectful than obey her orders. Well, these people are about to die, so you don't have to worry."
Long Ao smiled slightly at the people in Qingqiong Sect, but everyone was shocked.
"Hmph! It turns out you are the one who is behind the scenes. Who are you? How dare you go against Qing Qiong Sect."
The leader of Qingqiong Sect jumped up from the wicker chair and stared at Long Ao fiercely.
"Oh! I forgot to explain, I am your nephew's enemy. I accidentally cut off his tongue just now. I asked him to come to you. I didn't expect you to come early, haha! What's the matter? Let’s just focus on this young master, it has nothing to do with the city lord and the others.”
Long Ao still had a smile on his face, but the leader of Qingqiong Sect felt an invisible pressure.