High in the sky, there is bright blue everywhere, and the flowing clouds dance in the sky with the wind. They change color with time, sometimes golden, sometimes pure white, sometimes red like fire.
A flying boat like a emerald feather hovered among various clouds, constantly shuttling back and forth and traveling rapidly to the north.
This was Qin Zijin's flying fairy weapon, named Liuyun Cuiyu. It was already a top-grade fairy weapon, but Cheng Ling still felt that it was much slower than his sword control speed. Reluctantly, the two women followed them intently, and their sword control skills were unable to carry people, so they had no choice but to sit on the flying fairy weapon.
The space inside Liuyun Cuiyu is not large. In order to pursue speed, only five independent lounges have been opened inside. However, it is enough for three people to study along the way.
Of course what Cheng Ling understood was the sword canon!
This inheritance feels as deep as the ocean. Especially after experiencing the ruins of the Sword Sect, I have a clearer understanding of the context inside. By learning from each other, practicing can get twice the result with half the effort.
This trip to Piaomiao Snow Sect has a very difficult road ahead. Not only do they have to face the interception from the monks on the Zhongyuan Continent, but the most critical thing is Songfeng Temple.
As one of the four major sects in the immortal world, Cheng Ling did not dare to look down upon him at all. For this reason, he strives for all the time to improve his combat power. After enlightenment, the three of them will get together every once in a while to share their cultivation experience with each other.
But most of the time, Cheng Ling was talking and the two women were listening. After all, Cheng Ling is better at understanding the way of swordsmanship.
The two girls enjoyed it very much. In just one month, they both felt that their swordsmanship had made great progress and they both entered the fourth level.
This is already very good. Not to mention the disciples of the same generation, even sword cultivators at the Immortal Emperor level, there are only a few who can reach the fourth level of swordsmanship. Not only that, Cheng Ling also taught them the power-generating techniques he learned from the Earth God Clan, allowing the two women to realize it on their own.
Therefore, even though it was only a short month, both women felt that their combat power had made a huge leap forward, and they were secretly glad for their previous decision.
Of course, this growth is mutual. They benefit from Cheng Ling, and Cheng Ling also gains from the two women's knowledge of swordsmanship. After all, the two women come from well-known families, and each has a master at the level of the Seven-Star Immortal Emperor. Unlike me, they mostly explore on their own.
If they could keep going at this pace, none of the three of them would feel bored. Unfortunately, it backfired. Just the second month after they left, when the three of them were immersed in the study of swordsmanship, Liuyun Cuiyu stopped after an inexplicable tremor.
Qin Zijing woke up first. Liuyun Cuiyu was her fairy weapon. After entering the sky, she set up a self-flying mode. Unless there was interference from external forces or the fairy crystal was exhausted, it would not stop on its own.
With a flash of her body, she rushed out of her secret room and came to the top of the flying fairy weapon. The next moment, Cheng Ling and Su Nianli also rushed over. The three of them each stood in a triangular position, and their spiritual consciousness spread around. Drive away.
Soon, they saw many monks chasing after them all around. Those people were dressed in different clothes, and they were obviously not monks from the same force.
The first wave came to a stop a hundred feet away from the three of them. The following monks seemed to have made an appointment in advance, and they continued to fill in the vacancies. They continued to add people to the front, back, left, and right, forming an encirclement.
"Miss Qin, put the Liuyun Cuiyu away. The visitor is not malicious. If the flying fairy weapon is destroyed, the journey ahead will be a bit difficult."
"God's Coming"
Qin Zijing agreed, and with a wave of his right hand, he put Liuyun Cuiyu into the storage ring.
Cheng Ling glanced around coldly and said calmly: "
Everyone, the sky is clear today and it is a good time for an outing. I never thought you would be so happy. But with so many people gathered in one place, even the best scenery will be ruined. It is better to disperse and go back to your own homes. Find each mother! "
"Pfft~!" The two women couldn't help it at the same time. They didn't expect Cheng Ling to be so narrow-minded and say such impatient words at such a tense moment.
"Are you Cheng Ling?" At this time, a pale-faced middle-aged monk who was in the Immortal Stage glanced at him and asked coldly.
"It's Cheng. Do you have any advice?" Cheng Ling said calmly.
"It's very simple, hand over the inheritance you got, and we will leave, otherwise..."
Cheng Ling smiled brightly and said: "I did get the inheritance, but I only have one share. How can you get a share with so many of you?"
As soon as these words came out, the monks who came around were stunned, making eye contact with each other, and unconsciously became vigilant.
Su Nianli was amused in her heart. These people were all a mob. Despite the large number of people, Cheng Ling's words completely changed her mind.
"Don't listen to him sowing discord. We'll wait until the inheritance is passed down."
"Yes, this kid is very sharp-tongued. He clearly wants to divide us and take the opportunity to escape from the encirclement."
Some people still understood, Cheng Ling secretly smiled in his heart, but he didn't want to argue with these people at all. In such a short time, the number of monks who gathered around him was already close to 10,000. If he continued to delay, there would be more.
He said flatly: "North, take action!"
As soon as the words fell, three bright long swords came into the hands of the three people. According to the prior agreement, they stepped on the direction of the Sancai Sword Formation and headed straight towards the north to kill.
No one expected that they would be the first to take action. Countless spells and sword energy rushed in in a hurry, almost completely engulfing the three of them.
Swish, swish, swish!
Cheng Ling's long sword stabbed continuously, and the silent sword style was activated continuously. The monk who was blocking the way in front was pierced between the eyebrows without any sound, and his pupils lost focus and fell softly.
Qin Zijin and Su Nianli knew that this was a matter of life and death, and they both understood Cheng Ling's intentions. Even if they escaped separately, they would inevitably end up being surrounded and killed. The only way to survive was to gain some breathing time and space.
If there aren't enough monks surrounding them, they can open a bloody path and take the initiative, leaving behind the chasing monks.
Qin Zijin's sword was as cold as frost, and the Flying Immortal Cutting Heaven Sword was used continuously. The cold sword energy covered a large area, saving Cheng Ling's left side from worry.
Su Nianli did not hesitate to give in. He used the Demon Killing God Sword Technique and unleashed a series of deep and dark sword energy, making the monk on the right completely unpredictable.
After more than a month of understanding, the two women have a deeper grasp of the killing move, can perform it with ease, and the consumption has been greatly reduced.
Cheng Ling, as the center of the three people, used the silent sword style to clear the way while displaying the sword domain, and connected the sword domains emanating from the two women. The three of them worked together to form a unique domain covering a three-foot radius, regardless of the sword energy. It was still a spell. Before it touched the bodies of the three, they were pulled away by the power of the domain, and their defense was greatly enhanced.
Freed from worries, the three of them moved forward with even greater momentum, and there was almost no enemy they could defeat with a single sword strike. The monks blocking the road ahead fell from the air one by one like dumplings and disappeared without a trace.
"What a terrifying swordsmanship. The coordination between the three of them is perfect, and there is no flaw at all."
"What a powerful domain. This can no longer be described as a simple sword domain. These three people are all the proud ones of heaven."
, it is not easy to win. "
"Swordsmanship...the field...is really terrifying!"
"Don't be afraid, manpower will sometimes be exhausted. Even if the fighting power of the three of them is incredible, but there are so many monks like me, as long as we persist, we will definitely wear them to death..."
"Such swordsmanship is rare in the world. Cheng Ling must have passed on the inheritance he received to the two girls."
"Damn it, Cheng Ling just killed himself. After leaving the Wuji Sect, he is like a tree without roots. It doesn't matter if he kills her. But the two women have noble status and are protected by two immortal emperors. They dare not kill easily!"
"What time do you care about this? As long as you kill them all and hide them after receiving the inheritance, will the Ao Xian Immortal Emperor and the Demonic Flower Immortal Emperor come looking for them one by one?"
"There seems to be some truth. As the saying goes, you can't blame everyone. There are tens of thousands of monks participating in the siege now, and there are sects and forces behind them. Even if the two Immortal Emperors are against the sky, they can't compete with the entire Zhongyuan Continent. The enemy did it without saying anything...!"
Just as they were worried, at first, the monks were still wary of Qin Zijin and Su Nianli, and most of their killing moves were directed at Cheng Ling. But later, everyone became red-eyed and no longer cared about anything, no matter what was in front of them. Seeing who it was, they all attacked with all their might.
The continuous attacks were like a gust of wind and rain. The three of them, Cheng Ling, couldn't resist them all. They just relied on their own instincts to dodge some vital points, and combined with their superimposed fields, they avoided injuries as much as possible.
Unfortunately, this kind of field also has its endurance limit. More and more monks are surrounding it, and the attacks are becoming more intensive.
A blue light flashed in Cheng Ling's eyes. He had been keeping an eye on the northern breakthrough from the beginning. Under successive attacks, the surrounding monks gradually weakened. As far as he could see, there were less than a hundred of them.
"We don't have time to worry about anything else. Let's all concentrate on attacking to the north and carve out a bloody path!"
The two women's hearts shivered, and they immediately changed directions. Regardless of the sword energy and spells bombarded from the left and right sides, the Flying Immortal Slashing Heaven Sword and the Demon Killing God Sword Technique were used with all their strength, and they converged with the sword energy struck by Cheng Ling. A storm of sword energy formed and swept forward.
The monks standing in front of him screamed one after another, blood splattered, and the blue sky seemed to be dyed red.
Cheng Ling's eyes were still and unwavering. Since these people were going to block their way, there was nothing to say. He kept thrusting out silent sword movements, and each sword could almost take away the life of a monk.
"Hmph!" Qin Zijin and Su Nianli on the left and right groaned at the same time, obviously hurt. In order to help Cheng Ling open up a passage forward, the two women focused all their attention on the front, even if everything was missed, the fused areas could not withstand countless attacks.
Cheng Ling was anxious in his heart, and continued to speed up the sword technique with his right hand. He pointed out with the thumb of his left hand, the middle-grade immortal technique Beiming Finger, which not only absorbed a large amount of vitality from the besieging monks, but also fed it back to himself.
The finger force was like a beam of light, passing through, and the monks in front of him were stabbed through each other, and they didn't even have time to let out a cry.
"Charge!" Cheng Ling shouted in a low voice, and the two women were so blessed that they hurriedly mobilized the remaining immortal energy in their bodies, transformed into swimming dragons, followed closely behind him, and rushed out of the siege with all their strength.
The two sides fought for less than a cup of tea, but the danger involved was worthy of a life-and-death showdown between masters. As long as there was a slight delay, the three of them would be surrounded and killed by tens of thousands of monks. It was only the first wave of interceptions that they resisted so hard. , one can imagine how difficult and dangerous the road ahead will be.
