Seeing the Quanzhen Seven Sons pointing their swords at Li Changfeng, Li Changfeng couldn't help but laugh.
"You are all of the same lineage. You are so hypocritical. The younger ones are invincible and have bad conduct. The older ones are even more shameless. You look so hypocritical. It's really disgusting."
After Qiu Chuji heard this, his face turned slightly angry.
"Shut up, you can talk about us, but you can't talk about the Quanzhen Sect, you Mongolian craftsman!"
"Look at the sword!"
After saying that, the Tiangang Beidou Formation immediately spread out and attacked Li Changfeng in an instant.
The seven people cooperated seamlessly, with long swords in hand. Everyone used Quanzhen swordsmanship, and slashed at Li Changfeng without leaving any gaps.
When Li Changfeng saw this, he immediately jumped up, wanting to quickly leave the battlefield and wait for the opportunity.
However, the Quanzhen Seven Sons had rich experience in actual combat. Seeing Li Changfeng flying into the sky, all seven of them also jumped into the air. The Tiangang Beidou Formation was still attached to Li Changfeng.
"You old Taoist priests! If I can leave today, in the future, I will definitely bloodbath the entire Zhongnan Mountain!"
When Sun Buer heard this, his expression became even more angry.
"Ignorant child, you dare to speak so loudly. Where do you think Zhongnan Mountain is? Do you think it is some other place, allowing you Mongolians to commit crimes?"
Li Changfeng saw this and said no more. Now he has fallen into a life and death situation.
"Since there is no other way, let's fight with our last breath!"
"Dugu Nine Swords, Broken Sword Style!"
So he looked like a phantom, attacking everyone in the Tiangang Beidou Formation with one sword after another.
However, the Quanzhen Seven Sons have been famous for a long time. Li Changfeng only studied martial arts for just two years, and soon he fell into a disadvantage.
Sun Buer saw Li Changfeng falling into disadvantage and said to Qiu Chuji:
"Senior brother, use the killing sword to completely kill this Mongolian master here!"
"Okay, just listen to junior sister!"
"Tiangang Beidou Formation, the stars hold the moon!"
So with the help of Tiangang Beidou, the power of the Quanzhen Seven Sons in the big formation was doubled to the normal level.
And inside the formation, the shadow of the long sword became more and more intense, until finally, after the shadow of the long sword covered all the formation, they all attacked Li Changfeng.
At this critical moment, Li Changfeng directly used the Dugu Nine Swords.
"Dugu Nine Swords, Finale!"
With his exquisite swordsmanship, Li Changfeng eliminated most of the sword shadows, but the Quanzhen Seven Sons, relying on their deep internal strength, put their hands on each other's shoulders.
Then the internal force was transmitted and gathered on Qiu Chuji's body, and then he sent a decisive palm towards Li Changfeng.
Seeing the palm print coming, Li Changfeng also became determined and no longer hesitated!
"Dugu Nine Swords, Qi-Breaking Style!"
Then at the minute when they were about to make contact, Li Changfeng immediately switched to the sword he had learned under the waterfall.
The Nine Swords of Loneliness is too subtle and attracts everyone's attention on the bright side.
"Waterfall Sword Technique!"
Then a succession of phantoms of long swords appeared and attacked the Quanzhen Seven Sons. Qiu Chuji and others were stunned for a while when they saw Li Changfeng changing his moves.
But the seven of them are heroes who have been famous for a long time after all, and their own internal strength is far higher than that of Li Changfeng.
It is commendable that Li Changfeng can persevere until now. Even if he is placed in the world, he can be regarded as the first person of the younger generation in the world.
Then, a pair of palm prints hit Li Changfeng directly on the chest, knocking him away completely and spitting out blood from his mouth.
Li Changfeng used the power of his palms to quickly fly away from the Tiangang Beidou Formation, then jumped up and flew away from Chongyang Palace.
When he completely disappeared, his voice resounded throughout Zhongnan Mountain.
"Take me to the Double Ninth Festival again, and I will wash your whole mountain with blood!"
Seeing Li Changfeng flying away from Zhongnan Mountain, Sun Buer wanted to pursue him, but Qiu Chuji also waved his hand at this time.
"Junior sister, don't chase after the poor bandits, I'm afraid it's a trick of the Mongols!"
After Sun Buer heard this, he also stopped, clasped his hands in his fists and said, "As you command!"
Qiu Chuji looked at the Chongyang Palace full of corpses after the battle, and felt extremely heartbroken for a moment.
Many of the disciples who died were the future elites of the Quanzhen sect. Now they died at home. He felt that he had no face to see the world.
At this time, Zhao Zhijing dragged his injured body to the front of Qiu Chuji and knelt down.
"Disciple, please pay homage to Master for saving your life!"
"Zhijing, there is no need to be polite. You are my disciple, and that is what a teacher should do! Go down and take care of your funeral!"
After hearing this, Zhao Zhijing still didn't get up and said: "Master, if that Mongolian boy didn't stay, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles in the future!"
"Otherwise, while he is injured now, the disciple will lead all the disciples to hunt him down to avoid trouble in the future."
After Sun Buer heard Zhao Zhijing's words, he also expressed admiration.
He quickly said to Qiu Chuji: "Senior brother, Zhijing is right. We are in charge of the overall situation here. Even if the Mongols have any evil plans, we can adapt accordingly."
"Tell the disciples to hunt down this spy and eliminate harm for our Song Dynasty!"
After Qiu Chuji heard what Sun Buer and Zhao Zhijing said, he nodded!
"Okay, let's leave the pursuit to Zhijing!"
"Disciple, obey!"
After finishing speaking, he immediately stood up and led hundreds of Quanzhen sect members to hunt down Li Changfeng.
After Li Changfeng was seriously injured, he fled all the way to the back mountain, dripping with blood.
Looking at Zhongnan Mountain behind him, Li Changfeng saw for the first time the ugly face of Zhao Zhijing in the World of Divine Eagles, as well as the hypocritical face of the Quanzhen Sect.
"Proud and complacent, claiming to be the upright leader of the world!"
"When I come back, there will be blood splattering on Mount Zhongnan!"
Then he finally couldn't hold on any longer, so he accidentally came to the door of the ancient tomb and fell down.
...........
In front of the Ancient Tomb Sect, Granny Sun saw Li Changfeng lying on the ground and quickly helped him up.
When he saw that he was still breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, a white figure also walked out.
After Grandma Sun saw it, she stood up with Li Changfeng in her arms and said:
"Miss Long, the man in front of you looks at the direction he is coming from. He probably came from Chongyang Palace. He was seriously injured here because of those hypocritical Taoist priests!"
After hearing this, Xiao Longnu's face remained as cold as usual.
"Mother-in-law, you want to take him back to the ancient tomb for treatment, right?"
Grandma Sun nodded.
Originally, Xiao Longnu didn't want outsiders to enter the ancient tomb, but when she saw Granny Sun, the two of them had been together for so long, and she couldn't bear it.
Then he went directly into the ancient tomb and acquiesced to Grandma Sun's request!
After Grandma Sun saw Xiao Longnu walking into the ancient tomb, she also knew about her, acquiesced to her behavior, and immediately carried Li Changfeng directly into the ancient tomb.
Zhao Zhijing and his party followed the blood trail and chased him all the way until he disappeared in front of the ancient tomb.
Zhao Zhijing knew that their operation today had failed, so he angrily drew his sword and chopped down a nearby crooked-neck tree!
"Damn, that kid is so cheap!"
"Let's go back!"
After finishing speaking, he led everyone back the same way.
