Upon hearing this, the three of them turned pale.
They couldn't defeat Li Guanxuan and the others, but they had a lot of helpers near Huayue Immortal City.
Among them are some real people in the late Jindan period.
Li Guanxuan narrowed his warm, jade-like peach blossom eyes and said with a harmless smile: "Jiuxiao Academy's face can only be saved once. If you do it again, you will be rude."
Qin Jiyue held the magical ice sword in her hand and said coldly: "Why bother talking nonsense with them? Since they did it without any explanation, and it was a killing move, we will not be unjust if we kill them!"
"Tao, fellow Taoist... misunderstanding, cough cough."
The man whose sternum was broken and his arms were broken by Qin Wuji stood up with difficulty. He was eight feet tall, dressed in rich clothes, and had an apologetic smile on his face.
Immediately afterwards, the man used his spiritual consciousness to take out the healing elixir and put it into his mouth. A flash of vigilance flashed in Jian Meixing's eyes as he stared at Qin Wuji closely.
Nowadays, the three late-stage Golden elixirs from their Jiuxiao Academy have no choice but to deal with the late-stage Golden elixir and the two early-stage Golden elixir masters in front of them, so they can only delay for a while.
The other person also stood up slowly, covering his chest with one hand, taking out the healing elixir with the other and taking it, looking at Li Guanxuan with fear in his eyes.
In his opinion, the two demon cultivators in front of him were far less terrifying than this person.
This person looks sunny and cheerful, friendly and harmonious, and the smile on his face makes people feel friendly, but this person is the most ruthless, and now even the golden elixir in his body has been slightly affected.
He believed that if Li Guanxuan, who came from the Daheng Li family, brought his sword a little closer, his entire golden elixir would probably be shattered.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
At this moment, the rest of the Jindan Daoists from Jiuxiao Academy, including the Foundation Establishment monks, rushed over here, staring at Li Guanxuan and the others with vigilant eyes. The magic power in their bodies was quietly running, and they were ready to fight if they disagreed.
When Little Orange saw this battle, she was so frightened that she shrank behind the old drunkard.
After the three of them took the healing elixir, their injuries improved.
The eight-foot-tall man in brocade clothes wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, weighed in his mind for a moment, bowed his hands towards Qin Wuji and said:
"I'm sorry, I just thought that my friend was a ghost cultivator, so I just took action without asking the reason. I hope you can forgive me... I'm in the Jiuxiao Academy, Sui Zheng. I don't know your surname and what power he comes from? I might as well visit him in person to apologize in the future."
Ghost cultivator?
Li Guanxuan turned his head and glanced at Qin Wuji, who also had white hair and white robes and a dignified appearance.
Thinking about it carefully, Qin Wuji was indeed absorbing the resentment of the dead souls of Huayue Immortal City just now...
Reminiscing what the old drunkard had said about Qin Wuji running to absorb the resentment, Li Guanxuan once suspected that Qin Wuji had changed from the Demon Sword Immortal to the Ghost Sword Immortal.
Qin Wuji also glanced at Li Guanxuan, then looked at Sui Zheng, and said expressionlessly:
"I'm not a ghost cultivator."
He didn't explain too much, he just proved that he was not a ghost cultivator.
"Really? Just now I saw fellow Taoist absorbing resentment through the weapon spirit." Sui Zheng narrowed his eyes, his tone full of questioning.
"I'm not a ghost cultivator."
Qin Wuji said again, a chill flashed in his white eyes, and his voice became a bit colder.
Seeing this, everyone in Jiuxiao Academy immediately moved to stand in position, and the magic power in their bodies exploded, like stars connecting to form a combined sword array, pointing their swords at Qin Wuji.
Sui Zheng became more confident.
He bowed his hands again and said politely but sharply:
"Please, fellow Taoist, prove it for yourself!"
"My brother said, if he is not a ghost cultivator, then he is not a ghost cultivator. Do you people from Jiuxiao Academy really think that we demons are easy to bully?" Qin Jiyue shouted coldly.
"It's not a ghost cultivator, it's a demon cultivator. How can you easily believe what a demon cultivator says?" someone in the formation retorted.
They came from Jiuxiao Academy and claimed to be extraordinary. They came to the northern part of the Immortal Ruins to kill demons. Demons like Qin Wuji who absorbed the resentment of wronged souls were naturally included in their killing mission.
"It seems that fellow Taoists from Jiuxiao Academy no longer intend to be reasonable..."
The smile on Li Guanxuan's face gradually faded, he lightly stamped his feet, and golden formations fell into the void one after another, causing ripples in the space, and invisible murderous aura enveloped the world.
The old drunkard who was leaning against a house raised his eyelids and looked at the group of monks from Jiuxiao Academy in front of him. He took a disdainful sip of wine and didn't even bother to persuade them.
Although he didn't know Li Guanxuan's true background, when the empress came to him personally and asked him to come over to protect Li Guanxuan, he knew that Li Guanxuan was definitely the most important part of the empress's plan.
Otherwise, there is no need for him to go there in person?
It's okay if there is no Nascent Soul here. If there is a Nascent Soul, he might have to kill someone.
"Let me say it one last time, I am not a ghost cultivator. If Jiuxiao Academy continues to be aggressive, I will kill people." Qin Wuji said to Sui Zheng in a cold voice.
Hearing this, Sui Zheng looked back and found that everyone had formed a sword formation. The golden elixir in his body slowly overflowed with mana. He stared at Qin Wuji, cupped his hands and smiled:
"Then please ask fellow Taoists to prove themselves!"
Qin Wuji stopped talking nonsense, the demonic energy surged, and a giant sword as black as ink appeared from the sky, as heavy as a mountain, and it collapsed the void.
This giant sword was filled with evil intent, and the evil energy was so overwhelming that the day turned into night.
"Brother, don't worry, just leave the formation to me." Li Guanxuan said with a smile.
In an instant, the golden formations turned into a hundred and eight thousand swords, and countless golden sword energy burst out from the void, sweeping away like a monstrous wave.
Qin Jiyue hung high above the night, with the bright moonlight blooming from her body, like the bright moon in the sky, condensing strands of ice sword energy, turning into a giant ice sword, and slowly pushing towards the sword array of Jiuxiao Academy.
"Sword formation, rise!"
Sui Zheng gathered the magic power of many monks from Jiuxiao Academy and moved the sword formation. Countless sword shadows shot out and turned into a giant dragon, roaring up to the sky.
However, when the golden sword swept forward like a monstrous wave, the dragon's protruding claws were instantly shattered, its head was strangled, and it was defeated in an instant.
"Liangyi Sword Formation!"
Li Guanxuan made a seal with both hands, and ninety-nine swallowing flying swords flew out from his sleeves. They evolved into yin and yang in the sky above Jiuxiao Academy, containing the yin and yang sword energy of life and death. They continued to fall down, like a rain of yin and yang swords.
This Liangyi Sword Formation was obtained by Li Guanxuan's enlightenment. It has powerful killing power and good defensive power.
The giant dragon was crushed, and most of the sword array of Jiuxiao Academy was stripped of its power. Seeing the dark magic sword and the ice giant sword crushing them, they could only choose to sacrifice their magic weapons to compete with them.
"Everyone, hold on!"
Sui Zheng was extremely horrified. He never expected that the power of the three people in front of him would be so powerful.
Everyone is stronger and fiercer than these sword cultivators from Jiuxiao Academy!
"Bang bang bang..."
All the magic weapons were destroyed, and the two giant swords finally penetrated the sword array of Jiuxiao Academy and reached the hinterland!
Screams spread everywhere, and the foundation-building monks in the formation fell immediately, with more than half of them dead or injured.
Jindan Zhenren also felt uncomfortable, with Qi and blood flowing backwards in his body, and his magic power was nearly exhausted.
Sui and Zheng, who had been injured before, spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs and minced meat, looking extremely depressed.
"Zhenjun Zhu Yang, if a fierce ghost cultivator is found here, please come to our rescue quickly!"
Sui Zheng tried his best to take out a space jade slip, crushed it hard, and roared with a bloody tooth.
In an instant, a Nascent Soul with clear eyes and red skin sprang out of the space.
Nascent Soul's eyes were fixed on Qin Wuji, his brows were raised, and with a tap of his little hand, the runes flew up and turned into a spear to stab him.
Qin Wuji stood in mid-air with cold eyes and no fear at all.
With a whoosh, a stone shot out and collided with the rune spear, crushing it easily.
"Who did it?"
Yuanying made a childish voice.
"not me!"
A voice came from above the head. As soon as Yuanying raised his head, he saw a butt covered with golden hair sitting down.
Little Orange said innocently: "It's none of my business, it was the old drunkard who threw me here."
After saying that, Little Orange stood up, patted his butt, said sorry to Yuan Ying who was knocked flat by it, and rushed towards Li Guanxuan in fright.
Li Guanxuan was stunned.
This little fat monkey isn't heavy, so why did he just sit down on his butt and flatten Yuan Ying?
Yuanying held his breath, and his originally flat body swelled up again. His little eyes looked at the old drunkard with a hint of fear.
The old drunkard took a sip of wine and smiled drunkenly. He didn't say anything, but he gave people a great sense of oppression.
Sui Zheng also noticed this old drunkard, and his heart trembled slightly.
From the beginning to the end, he didn't notice much about the other party, but now when he looked over, he felt as if his sea of consciousness was about to explode.
Afterwards, Yuanying bowed to the old drunkard politely and respectfully, and then whispered:
"Sui Zheng, get out of here and hurry up."
"How can there be any sense in the world to just leave after making trouble?"
The old drunkard said angrily: "You must leave something behind, Mr. Zhu Yangzhen."
Yuanying's heart trembled. He knew very well that the Jiu Sword Immortal in front of him was not going to be reasonable.
and……
This Jiujianxian has never liked to reason.
He once heard that the Confucian sage from Wuhui Academy often taught great principles to Jiujianxian, but in the end, Jiujianxian chopped up the bookcase with a sword.
"Senior, what do you want?" Yuanying asked respectfully.
"Item Spirit."
The old drunkard looked at Sui Zheng with his drunken and cloudy eyes, and said with a smile: "Whoever picks the problem will pay the price, is this right?"
"Yes." Yuanying nodded honestly, looked back at Sui Zheng, and told him to be more sensible.
Sui Zheng had no idea who the old drunkard in front of him was, but Zhenjun Zhu Yang said so, so he had no choice but to throw the sword furnace away.
The old drunkard spit out a mouthful of wine, wrapped the sword furnace, waved his hand and said: "You can get out of here, you can make up your own mind, and don't say anything you shouldn't say."
"yes."
Yuanying didn't talk nonsense. He waved his little hand, rolled up the people and corpses on the ground, and quickly evacuated Huayue Immortal City.
(End of chapter)
