In the middle of the night, Xu Huaigu was sitting cross-legged at home practicing his sword, when a sudden knock on the door woke him up.
Xu Huaigu hurriedly opened the door and saw that the people coming were Li Zi and Zhang Xiaohe. Xu Huaigu asked anxiously: "How is it? Have you brought everyone to a safe place?" Li Zi nodded hurriedly and said: "We did, and then Zhang Xiaohe and I rushed back. The old swordsman didn't make things difficult for you, right?" Xu Huaigu felt relieved and said, "No, Senior Yang is a very reasonable person and did not make things difficult for me."
"That's good. I was worried that you would be caught in the middle." Li Zi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then hurry up and pack your things. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We'll leave early tomorrow morning." Xu Huaigu nodded and said, "Okay, come find me early tomorrow morning and we'll go together." Li Zi and Zhang Xiaohe nodded and returned. Went to their respective homes to pack their luggage.
After they left, Xu Huaigu looked around his yard and couldn't help but sigh. In the end, Qingling could not escape the fate of extinction, and they could only take away some precious things with memories.
As long as the three of them, the last group of people in Qingling, leave, Qingling will be gone. It was not because of the occupation of the demon clan that Qingling was destroyed, but because no one lived, weaved, or cultivated the land here anymore, and there would never be again in the future.
Huang Shan's wild cultivator once said that a person's death does not mean that his head falls to the ground, but that he is forgotten by everyone and all traces left in the world disappear.
The same is true for a place. If no one lives here again, Qingling will die.
But this was something he had to accept, and Xu Huaigu could only turn around and go back to the house to take a last look at what else was worth taking away.
It was at this time that something unexpected happened. As soon as he stepped into the threshold, a deafening sound suddenly came from outside. Immediately afterwards, the ground shook greatly, the house also shook, and the dust on the roof fell.
Xu Huaigu was completely unprepared for this turn of events and almost lost his balance and fell to the ground. He immediately realized that something was wrong. To make such a big noise, something big must have happened.
He quickly ran out the door and looked up, only to see that the sky seemed to be torn open, and a shocking crack stretched high in the sky.
Xu Huaigu realized that this was not a crack in the sky, but a rupture in the formation that had been guarding the sky above Qingling.
Li Zi and Zhang Xiaohe also ran out. When they saw it, they all knew what happened. Xu Huaigu looked at each other, then anxiously took out his flying sword and took off into the air, wanting to see how the formation was broken.
He flew to the house in Qingling and looked south, and his vision suddenly became clear. Yes, it's the demon clan attacking the formation again.
But this time the battle was completely different from the previous ones. There was no overwhelming crowd of demons. The bank of the river was deserted. There was only one ice-blue strange bird standing there. It was not tall, but it was very slender. The feathers are like ice-blue swords, with a rustling cold light.
With just one glance, Xu Huaigu could tell that this bird was unusual. Mainly because of the majestic temperament exuding from her body, which is aloof and pure, completely different from the big demons she has seen before.
A thought flashed through Xu Huaigu's mind. This seemed to be very similar to the phoenix he had seen in the brochure in Hangxun's secret realm.
Xu Huaigu was surprised. He didn't expect such a rare phoenix to appear in Lingjiang! If it was really a phoenix, then the formation would definitely not be able to stop her.
But don't forget that there is another person sitting in the sky above Qingling. The ice phoenix flew in the air and flew towards the formation.
There was another loud noise, and the cracks in the formation became more obvious. Then, she spread her wings, opened the cracks with sharp feathers, and flew into the sky above Qingling. The formation was shattered like a smashed mirror. Once opened, it will be completely ineffective.
The ice phoenix flapped its wings and stopped in the air, looking coldly ahead. Opposite her, a flying sword came slowly and stopped about half a mile away from her.
The old swordsman on the flying sword finally opened his eyes and stood up, with his waist as straight as a bamboo. The demeanor of this man and the devil are equally matched.
Yang Yun pulled out the outer sword from the scabbard, and withdrew the flying sword under his feet. He just stood in mid-air. The flying sword that was originally at the sole of his foot surrounded him, and another natal flying sword emerged from between his eyebrows.
Two flying swords plus an external sword, this is what Yang Yun, the peak swordsman of the Ten Realms, relies on. A thunder fell, and the faint rain hit Xu Huaigu's face.
He stared closely at the needle-point awnings of a man and a demon in the sky, and he felt a little crazy. Li Zi anxiously urged from below: "Xu Huaigu, come down quickly, it's too dangerous up there!" Xu Huaigu hesitated for a moment, but still flew down with his sword.
Zhang Xiaohe also said anxiously: "We have to leave quickly. Yang Yun is lower than her, so I'm afraid she is no match for this demon." Li Zi frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said seriously: "That's not necessarily the case, this I know the strength of the old swordsman, and it is not necessarily inferior to that of the Eleventh Realm. Let’s stay away from them. We can watch this battle from a distance, which will give us some insights.” Xu Huaigu hesitated for a while while raising his sword, and wanted to help. , and I feel that with my small cultivation level of the Eighth Realm, I'm afraid I won't be able to help much.
You must know that the fight in the sky is at the eleventh level, and the residual power of any attack is not something he can bear.
With Li Zi urging them from the side again, Xu Huaigu followed them to the rear. Xu Huaigu retreated quickly with his sword, while Li Zi waved her sleeves, and several golden threads came out of her sleeves and shot straight into the distance. The speed was probably faster than Xu Huaigu's flying sword. More than ten times more.
After these golden threads were thrown out, she and Zhang Xiaohe quickly stepped on them. They also used their own body skills to use the golden threads as a bridge and ran back.
This is the true inheritance of the Golden Shuttle Talisman. Sure enough, this is the number one technique in the world. It is really wonderful. As long as it is used properly, this little golden thread can be turned into thousands of uses.
Xu Huaigu marveled at the magic of the Golden Shuttle Talisman, but suddenly he heard a few more deafening thunders, and the rain in the sky became heavier and heavier.
The raindrops were too dense and gathered together, like streams flowing from the sky, lingering endlessly. It's a pity that on this day, maybe I shed tears because I knew that a war was about to break out and everyone would be in ruins.
The three people who escaped were all wearing robes, so the heavy rain had little effect on them. They quickly retreated to the top of a mountain about ten miles away, and found a place with a wide view. They looked over to the place where Bingfeng and Yang Yun fought, and the situation there was clearly visible.
Yang Yun was seen standing tall and motionless in the air at first, but the two flying swords beside him got his signal and quickly attacked the ice phoenix.
As a tenth-level swordsman, Yang Yun naturally wanted to wait for work and gain some advantages since he had these two flying swords that could attack from a distance.
However, although the flying sword is fast, the ice phoenix's swiftness is even better. Feng is a kind of monster with a small body shape. It is known for its dexterity and quickness, so it naturally has its own uniqueness.
I saw Yang Yun's two flying swords as fast as the wind, slicing past Bingfeng one after another. The speed was so fast that even Xu Huaigu could only see the afterimage.
But I don't know what kind of movement the ice phoenix has. I saw that she was gliding rapidly in the air, waving her wings, making exquisite turns one after another, and she almost dodged the attacks of the two flying swords.
Occasionally, a few swords hit her wings, but they only passed by the feathers and did not cause any substantial damage.
Feijian and Bingfeng seemed to be dancing in the air with extremely fast rhythms, which made people nervous.
Seeing that the two flying swords posed no threat to her, Yang Yun had no choice but to lift the sword and fly close to Bingfeng. Three swords came at the same time, and the pressure on Bingfeng increased sharply.
It's just that she had been dodging the flying swords before, as if she had no means of attack. The moment Yang Yun approached her and was about to draw his sword, Bingfeng flapped its wings and immediately bounced away his two flying swords. Then he raised his head and hissed, and the sharp and clear chirping sound spread throughout the wilderness.
As soon as the sound of cranes fell, Xu Huaigu felt that the forest suddenly became quiet, and there seemed to be a sudden lack of sound in his ears.
It's the sound of rain. He touched his cheek and realized that no raindrops had fallen. He looked up again and saw that the sky was filled with dark blue ice threads, condensing and entwining with each other, forming icicles and ice walls, staying in the air and extending to an unknown height in the sky.
It turned out that it wasn't that the rain had stopped, but that all the raindrops had turned into ice. The six phoenixes of the demon realm each control different forces of nature, and the ice phoenix controls ice.
Thanks to its heavenly creation, all the rain within a radius of ten miles turned into ice in the blink of an eye. It was really spectacular!
Taoist talismans cover everything in the world, and there is also a way to turn water into ice, but compared with this, it is simply insignificant and incomparable.
Li Zi and Zhang Xiaohe couldn't help being surprised when they saw this strange scene. Looking at the battlefield over there, as the rain turned into ice, Bingfeng's advantage became immediately apparent.
She only had to wave her wings gently, and the ice in the air could be used by her, and they immediately turned into ice spears and ice arrows, and they quickly attacked Yang Yun.
Yang Yun raised his hand and struck out with a sword, trying to break the ice. Unexpectedly, the usually fragile ice turned out to be extremely hard in Bingfeng's hands. Yang Yun swung his sword three times in a row and managed to split the ice a few feet in front of him. However, a steady stream of ice spears and ice arrows came after him. Can't handle it at all.
Yang Yun had no choice but to quickly retract the two flying swords. One of them swung a heavy sword to the side, cutting a gap from the icicles in the air, and the other fell at his feet, carrying him Fly quickly from the crack.
Just like this, a flying sword opened the way and a flying sword carried people, so he was able to avoid those ice spears and ice arrows. But Bingfeng's ability goes far beyond that. She controls the ice all over the sky. In this world, she is the master.
The ice in the sky regained her will and quickly condensed into several ice walls, blocking Yang Yun's surroundings.
Each of these ice walls was several feet thick, and Yang Yun's sword could not break through it. He seemed to have no retreat.
The wrinkles on Yang Yun's old face twitched slightly. Although he was at the peak of the Tenth Realm, he was confident that he could fight against the Eleventh Realm, but he didn't expect that it was raining at the wrong time.
If it weren't for the sudden rain, Bingfeng wouldn't have so much ice for her to manipulate. Yang Yun felt that he still had a chance to meet her head-on, but now he was at a disadvantage.
He was unwilling to give in. He came all the way to Qingling just because he wanted to kill a demon phoenix. Is it possible that he would lose to her?
So the only demon he killed in Qingling was the ninth-level demon that he casually struck with a sword a few days ago?
This would be too embarrassing for the surname Yang. The old swordsman who raised his hand to destroy hundreds of thousands of monsters felt like he was about to run out of energy. He was hesitating whether to use his trump card now.
If he didn't sacrifice it, he might not be able to break through the ice wall. If he sacrificed it, Bingfeng would become wary, and he might not even have the chance to kill her in the end.
The ice wall was still approaching, leaving him little time. Yang Yun frowned and was still hesitating.
