Seeing Li Qingfeng's actions, the monk opposite him with tied hair and a small blue sword narrowed his eyes and shouted to the yellow-robed monk in front of him: "Brother, whoever holds the sword belongs to me, and whoever holds the sword belongs to you!"
After that, he held a small sword and walked straight towards Li Qingfeng. When the disheveled yellow-robed monk heard this, he stared at Zhang Pengyi and replied: "Don't hold back, fight quickly!"
The monk with tied hair did not respond. He pinched the magic formula with his left hand and murmured something in his mouth. The small blue sword in his right hand suddenly glowed with spiritual light. With a slight cut, a ray of green light shot out from the sword and turned into a ray of light. He slashed straight at Li Qingfeng with the green flying sword that was more than a foot long.
Facing this cut, Li Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged. When he danced the "Qingwu Heart Spring Sword" in his hand, a petal flew up from the blue lotus to meet it. When the two collided with each other, they made a sound like gold and iron. The sonorous and muffled sound.
The green flying sword was knocked back, but the blue petals were also full of cracks and almost shattered. They stabilized only after returning to the lotus. Li Qingfeng's expression did not change, and he already had an idea of the lethality of the green flying sword. I guess, but when I looked at the monk with tied hair, I saw that he had taken advantage of this moment to slash out seven or eight cyan flying swords one after another, all of which were about an average length of a foot, surrounding him and being held by the small sword in his hand. With one finger of the sword, they all slashed towards Li Qingfeng.
Facing this attack, Li Qingfeng did not dare to neglect. He first drew a sword flower with the long sword in his hand, and then danced it a few times, causing the blue mist around him to float. Looking at the blue lotus in front of him, it turned out to be exactly like It bloomed like a real lotus, and petals flew out, surrounding many flying swords that were coming towards it.
This time, the petals did not collide with the cyan flying sword head-on like before, but flew softly and pressed against each other softly. The auras canceled each other out, making a faint hiss.
When the two sides first came into contact, it was obvious that the side with the cyan flying sword had the upper hand. The petals attached to the flying sword were bounced away instantly, and even the blue aura emitted was dimmed a bit, but with Li Qingfeng and his "fog-napping gourd" "With the support of the water-attribute mist, the petals that were bounced away only instantly stuck to it unyieldingly. After just a few back and forth, the green flying sword showed a bit of weakness.
Seeing that in this short period of time, the aura on his green flying sword was completely suppressed by the blue petals released by Li Qingfeng, the monk with tied hair frowned, his eyes showed a sharp light, and he murmured a few words, turning the With a firm grip of his left hand, all the cyan flying swords that attacked Li Qingfeng exploded simultaneously, and the violent spiritual power shattered all the lotus petals surrounding them.
At the same time, he held the small sword in his right hand and slashed nine times in a row. The green light on the sword flashed and jumped out, turning into nine green flying swords that were a circle larger than before. They landed in front of the monk with tied hair. Forming a simple sword formation, they headed straight for Li Qingfeng.
The Blue Lotus had just been hit, and could only reluctantly organize a defense for a while, but the green flying sword was coming menacingly. After I defeated the enemy, Li Qingfeng finally showed some danger.
Looking at Zhang Pengyi again, at this time he was holding the "Black Gold Destroying Blade" upside down with both hands, trying his best to resist a huge earth-yellow cover that was constantly pressing down on his head. The shape of the cover was like a half-buttoned big bowl. If someone could carefully Looking at it, isn't this half-buttoned big bowl exactly the same as the small bowl in the hands of the yellow-robed monk?
For a moment, both Li Qingfeng and Zhang Pengyi were suppressed by each other, and the situation was not good. But at this moment, a long piano sound suddenly sounded in their ears, and the pressure they faced suddenly relaxed. Zhang Pengyi was okay, but Li Qingfeng When he heard the sound of the piano, how could he not know that Liu Yunshu was here to help him?
Contrary to the two of them, when they first heard the lingering music of the piano, the yellow-robed monk and the tied-haired monk both felt slightly dizzy. Even the operation of spiritual power was a little obscure, and they were shocked. As soon as he got up, he switched from attack to defense. Just now, they were clearly dealing with Li Qingfeng separately, but in just a moment, they were close to each other, looking at the new enemy in front of them cautiously.
Liu Yunshu hugged the guqin and slowly landed next to Li Qingfeng. Li Qingfeng nodded to her, indicating that he was fine. On the other side, Zhang Pengyi also leaned over after the yellow-robed monk put away the small bowl that suppressed him, and simply used his sleeves to Wiping his face, he held the knife in both hands. After giving Li Qingfeng a reassuring look, he stared at the two brothers opposite.
Seeing that the newly arrived Liu Yunshu was just a first-level foundation builder, the monk with curly hair and the monk in yellow robe looked at each other, and they already had some calculations in their hearts. They didn't see any communication between them, so they suddenly took action together, and saw the words from the monk in yellow robe. After chanting a few words, his eyes widened suddenly. He turned over the small bowl in his hand, and a large earth-yellow bowl that was more than twice as big as before suddenly appeared on the top of the three people's heads. They pressed down with a roar to watch its posture. , actually trying to suppress three people at the same time.
Looking at the monk with tied hair, he was murmuring something in his mouth, and kept pinching the magic formula in his hand. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the small sword in his hand. As the mouthful of blood spurted out, his His face looked a little pale, but the cyan light on the blue sword turned red. First there were drops of blood, and then they gradually merged together and turned into a strange color.
Holding the small blue sword with both hands, the monk with the tied hair clenched his teeth, closed his lips and tongue, the veins on his forehead popped out, and his face turned red. Little by little, as if he was lifting something extremely heavy, he lifted the small blue sword. The sword was raised above his head and finally slashed down, and the breath he was holding tightly in his mouth was finally spit out and turned into an angry yell: "Go!"
Following his angry scolding, a strange red light shot out from the small blue sword, squirming slightly, and turned into a flying sword several feet long, with green and red auras mixed on it, tearing the surroundings. The air went straight to Liu Yunshu.
When the monk with the haired hair used this small sword before, he could even cut seven or eight swords without causing any damage, but this time it was just a single strike, but it seemed to have exhausted all his energy. As the green and red flying sword slashed, When he came out, his whole body suddenly became weak, his face turned blue, his lips turned white, and the muscles on his face were trembling, but his eyes were still staring at his green and red flying sword.
Even without looking at the momentum of the green-red flying sword when it struck, Li Qingfeng knew that this was definitely a killing move that the other party had made with all his preparations. Looking at Liu Yunshu again, she clenched her silver teeth and kept moving her fingers. As she plucked the strings, she was barely resisting the big bowl pressing down from the sky. Looking at the situation, the pressure of the yellow-robed monk's big bowl was probably on her body. Combined with the movements of the monk with tied hair, there was no There was no doubt that the two brothers wanted to kill Liu Yunshu with one blow.
As his thoughts flowed, Li Qingfeng had already made a calculation in his mind, and the spiritual power surged in his body. With a thought of the magic formula in his mouth and a dance of the long sword in his hand, the blue lotus flower that had returned to its original shape exploded by itself, wrapping around it. The water attribute mist went straight towards the half-buttoned bowl falling from the sky, and he took advantage of this gap to block Liu Yunshu's body.
