"The Sword Art has been born!" Qu Wuming said looking at the phantom of the long sword from a distance, which was probably as high as a hundred feet.
The few people in the world who were searching for the ruins just now looked at each other, then at the ruins around them, and they all ran towards the direction of Jian Ying.
"Hey! Why are you leaving? Keep saving people!" Liu Kui shouted.
Several people in the world ignored Liu Kui's shouts and disappeared at the end of the street in the blink of an eye.
At the same moment, dozens of rays of light rose into the sky like meteors. Some used air control skills to fly rapidly, while others used flying talismans to transform into a pair of wings behind them, and flew forward unwilling to lag behind. . On the ground, hundreds of figures began to run and jump between the ruins, looking in the same direction, heading straight for the sword shadow.
"Man will die for money, and birds will die for food. We are rushing to die, there is nothing we can do to stop us! Let's hurry up and save people!"
Qu Wuming looked at those figures, took a deep breath, shook his head, called Liu Kui and Lin Wanqing, and continued to rummage through the ruins. Rescue people after disasters. One minute earlier may determine a person's life or death, so there is no time to delay.
Lin Wanqing agreed, but the next moment she turned her head and stared deeply into the distance...
After about half a stick of incense, with the efforts of everyone, many people were rescued not only from the inn, but also from the ruins of nearby houses and shops. Fortunately, the rescue was relatively timely. Among the escorts from Fuwei Escort Agency, only one was seriously injured, while most of the others were slightly injured.
Qu Wuming used the power of his spiritual consciousness to search the ruins of a house at the end of the street, and found that there were no survivors inside, so he turned back and walked towards the inn. As I walked, I found that among all the busy figures around me, Lin Wanqing seemed to be missing.
"Brother Liu! Have you ever met Lin Wanqing?"
"Qing'er? Wasn't she with you before?" Liu Kui asked.
"What?! You all continue to save people here, don't follow me!" Qu Wuming was stunned when he heard the words. As if he suddenly thought of something, he turned around and rushed towards the mountains in the distance...
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About half a stick of incense time ago.
Among the mountains a few miles east of the city, there is a towering peak called Guzhi Peak.
This mountain stands out like a flock of chickens, more than twice as high as the surrounding peaks. At the foot of the mountain, there is a gurgling river. As its name suggests, the mountain is steep and upright, but it is extremely far away from the surrounding short peaks. There is a circle of hundreds of feet of open space between them. The solitary peak is like a cone standing in the middle piercing the sky.
And it was this Guzhi Peak that collapsed after the earthquake.
When Qiao Qianmu, the elder of the Iron Sword Sect, Wu Shilan, the head of the Yunzhong Mansion, Wushi Tianlong, the elder of the Wushi clan, Wushi Dijiao, and more than a dozen monks wearing black clothes and black scarves flew to Gu When we reached the straight peak, the collapse of the mountain was not yet over.
Qiao Qianmu's face was gloomy, and she stopped nearly a hundred feet away from Guzhi Peak. Her eyes fell on several other figures exuding powerful auras.
"Third uncle, fourth uncle, the one wearing purple robes over there is Qiao Qianmu from the Iron Sword Sect," Wu Shilan stepped into the void, holding a jade fracture fan in her hand, and said through the voice transmission, "Those black-clothed men... The interviewers should have been invited by Baotong Pavilion and Juxian Palace, and there are two shopkeepers from these two houses. Although their faces are covered, they can't hide it from me."
Wushi Tianlong looked like a burly middle-aged man. He nodded and said via voice transmission: "Lan'er, whatever arrangements you make later, it's up to you."
"Thank you, Third Uncle. Wait for all our people to arrive and listen to my arrangements. Let's go find a good place first and wait for others to arrive." With that said, Wu Shilan chose a spacious place and flew down first... …
When the mountain peak finally stopped collapsing and the smoke and dust in the sky was swept into the distance by a strong wind waved by Wu Shi Tianlong, no less than three hundred people had gathered around.
These people gathered together and were on guard against each other. The largest number of people were Yunzhong Mansion and Iron Sword Sect. The two together had more than a hundred people. The rest are mostly ordinary martial artists.
When the smoke and dust cleared, everyone's eyes fell on the white sword shadow in the distance, and many people's breathing became rapid.
At this moment, Guzhi Peak was only half of its original height, and the huge peak had turned into large and small gravels, rolling down around the foot of the mountain. There is a huge crack at the bottom of the mountain that is dozens of feet long, extending from the flat ground to the foot of the mountain, and then rises along the Guzhi Peak, tearing a dark hole in the mountain. The widest part is probably three or four feet wide.
In this crack, a white sword shadow stood out of thin air, the tip of the sword pointed straight into the sky. Although it was a hundred feet away from everyone at the moment, the sharp sword intent was still coming, forcing everyone to use their own methods to resist it. .
"There is only one sword secret, but there are many people who want it." Wu Shilan's voice rang out, clearly reaching everyone's ears, "Before deciding who the sword secret belongs to, let's work together to find the one that doesn't belong here." How about cleaning up the trash fish?"
As soon as this was said, more than thirty masked men in black robes looked at each other and nodded.
A chill flashed through Qiao Qianmu's eyes from the Iron Sword Sect, and he turned his head and said something.
The next moment, the air in the field suddenly became stagnant.
In the next moment, hundreds of colorful rays of light burst out from the bodies of the monks and swept towards the ordinary warriors in groups nearby.
Screams and the clashing of weapons and magic weapons suddenly rang out.
Dozens of dark iron swords rose into the air and formed a black sword dragon. In just one circle, more than a dozen warriors who had reached at least the sixth level of Tianquan screamed and turned into corpses on the ground.
A golden bolt of lightning shot out, like a flying golden snake, and passed by the three Tianji realm warriors. The three of them had just wielded their long knives and knocked away a red flying sword, but when the golden snake reached their bodies, their whole bodies twitched and turned into dark charcoal.
A fireball the size of a head crossed the night sky, landed next to the five warriors, exploded, and instantly turned the five people into five flaming people. The five people screamed and rolled to the ground, but they were still unable to extinguish the flames on their bodies. They only rolled a few times and stopped moving...
The scene was not just a one-sided massacre.
A man in black holding two scimitars dashed left and right in the crowd, knocking flying swords and magic weapons away with a clang. He also skillfully avoided the magic spells that came towards him in advance. , dodged a few times, and actually rushed to a group of cultivators under the command of Yunzhong Mansion. The scimitar drew out streaks of cold light, and within a breath, several monks in the foundation building and Qi refining stages had their necks cut off and their chests stabbed by the scimitar.
On the other side, two men in gray clothes holding spears also rushed to the side of the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect. The two spears were like two poisonous snakes, and could easily take away lives. The surrounding Iron Sword Sect disciples were offering sacrifices. Feijian actually couldn't even get within three feet of the two of them...
However, these people are only rare cases.
After all, it is very difficult to reach the eighth level of Tianxuan realm and the ninth level of Tianshu realm in martial arts, and it is even rarer for warriors to reach the master level. It is very rare for seven or eight masters to gather here at once.
Of these seven or eight masters, except for two or three who were more unlucky and were killed at the beginning, the rest rushed to the nearest cultivators and brought trouble to those cultivators below the elixir formation stage. Tragic casualties.
However, after all, there were only five or six people. Under the combined efforts of a group of monks, especially after Qiao Qianmu and other god-transformation monks took action together, the little splash that had just been stirred up was instantly extinguished.
When the last grandmaster-level warrior fell, the place fell into an eerie calm again.
"Everyone, I have a proposal from the lord of Yunzhong Mansion in Hulan County, Wu Shilan." Wu Shilan raised his hands and clasped his fists, and said again, "Everyone should know that Yunzhong Mansion is considered the landlord of this place. Business Spanning several counties, the family is big and the business is big. If you can trust my Yunzhong Mansion, if I, the Yunzhong Mansion, obtain the sword technique in front of me, I would like to share it with you. What do you think?"
"Hmph, Wushilan, you insidious villain, can you still take out the sword secret once it falls into your hands?" A foundation-building disciple next to Iron Sword Sect Qiao Qianmu said, "Don't treat everyone as a fool. Fool!"
"Yes! Yunzhong Mansion is engaged in deceptive and deceptive business, how dare you say that people can 'trust' it? What a joke!" A female disciple of the Iron Sword Sect angrily yelled.
Wu Shilan was not angry when he heard this. He opened the folding fan with a snap and fanned. He smiled slightly and turned to the thirty or so masked men in black and said: "Pavilion Master Wan, Shopkeeper Lin, I, Yunzhong Mansion and Bao Although Tongge and Juxian Palace occasionally compete in business, everyone uses their own methods in the business field and never violates the rules. Tell me, am I right?"
More than thirty people belonged to two groups. Two of them were startled when they heard the words. They knew that Wu Shilan had already seen through Xingzang. They raised their hands and wiped them. The scarf that covered their faces and blocked the detection of spiritual consciousness had been put away. The true colors of the two people were revealed in the storage ring.
"Master Wushi is right. Yunzhong Mansion is really up to the mark in terms of conduct and has never done anything secretly." Wan Qingnian, the shopkeeper of Tongbao Pavilion, said.
Shopkeeper Lin from Juxian Palace also nodded, but did not speak.
"Since the two shopkeepers of Baotong Pavilion and Juxian Palace have testified, I wonder if all the casual cultivators present can trust me?" Wu Shilan said loudly, looking at the more than 20 casual cultivators present.
Many casual cultivators had died tragically together with those warriors under the joint strangulation of Iron Sword Sect, Yunzhong Mansion, Baotong Pavilion and Juxian Palace. The remaining group of casual cultivators are all those who have survived and have higher cultivation levels. Among them are many people in the middle and late stages of Nascent Soul, and there are even two cultivators in the spirit transformation stage.
When asked by Wu Shilan at this moment, this group of people knew that they had to make a choice, otherwise they might become the target of public criticism again.
One of the cultivators in the early stage of becoming a god raised his hands and said, "Since the Lord of Wushi Palace has said it beforehand, I will believe the Lord's promise!"
"I believe in the master of the palace for once!"
"Count me in!"
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After a while, more than half of the more than twenty casual cultivators actually stood on the side of Yunzhong Mansion after expressing their stance, while the rest scattered, some approached the Iron Sword Sect's camp, and some quietly moved away. After walking far away, he obviously felt that the situation in front of him was no longer appropriate to participate in it, and he was ready to run away...
