The visitor peeked in to seize the magic weapon, which was against Taoist taboos. Yu Lu had no intention of talking nonsense to him and directly attacked with his sword.
The sword energy surged like waves of water, and the skills of the fusion monks were clearly revealed at this moment.
Ji Chong and Qiao Li also attacked with horns. Ji Chong fought at close range, only to see a group of white shadows flying through the clouds, manipulating a dagger with a cold light to make sudden attacks.
There is a pink pocket skull inlaid at the end of the dagger, which is a bit cute and a bit ferocious. The cold light flashes again and again, heading straight for Yu Lu's vitals.
Qiao Li held a blunt and broad heavy sword with ink marks, opened it wide and closed, and all the sword energy came forward to press forward. The two seemed to have joined forces to fight against the enemy many times. They cooperated very well and fought extremely smoothly.
Turning to look at Yan Ci, the wretched monk with deer-headed and mouse-like eyes floated up to block the road, and said: "I was slapped in the face for no reason, but I still want to sacrifice my life. I'm really promising."
Song Jiwei scolded: "You know nothing, this is called situation being stronger than people!"
Yan Ci said: "It's a piece of grass on the wall, be careful of the right side of your face!" After saying this, he raised his wrist to move the sword, and the iris sword burst out, and the purple light swept across Song Jiwei's waist and ribs in a flash.
The sword energy was so pure that Song Jiwei was frightened. He flicked his toes to the ground and dodged sharply with his knees. He barely managed to avoid the sword light, but a slap came to his face.
"Snapped!"
The shadow of his palm hit his face firmly, and he fell into the mire again, screaming and dancing.
Yan Ci flicked the long sword and said with a smile: "I told you to be careful with your right cheek, but you didn't listen."
Song Jiwei dragged half of his body up from the muddy water and cursed: "Grandson, you are an old man who hanged himself. You are tired of living!"
He held his cheek with his left hand, and raised the pitch-black fairy sword with his right hand to fight. The light of the sword fluctuated, condensing several black haloes, and rolled forward one after another.
Yan Ci smiled and said: "This wallflower is still half a shrew. She has a good oral skills, but it's a pity that she is cruel with her words."
The iris sword's purple-gold light flashed violently, and Zhuang Su's sword energy shot out of the air like lightning. There was a sharp cry, and the electric rainbow drove straight in.
Song Jiwei retreated in the air, but the sharp sword light was like a tarsal bone, crushing his protective body without any hindrance. The light curtain passed through his heart. Before Song Jiwei could scream, he turned over like a rotten tree and fell into the mud.
Qiao Li watched the nearby battle groups with great interest while assisting in the attack. Seeing Yan Ci kill the wretched man within a few breaths, he was surprised and said: "Hey, this kid is really weird."
Ji Chong waved a white light and said calmly: "Idiot named Song has a low cultivation level. What's so surprising about it?"
Qiao Li said with a smile: "I also think that idiot is very unpleasant to me. It would be better if he died."
Ji Chong and Qiao Li fought together against Yu Lu, and heavy pressure surged towards the center like an overwhelming force. Even though Yu Lu was not an ordinary person, he was gradually suppressed at a disadvantage.
At that moment, not far away, the Beiluan Divine Sword suddenly emitted thousands of blue lights, and the sound of the sword's roar was like rolling thunder coming from the depths of the sky, which was particularly eye-catching in the endless swamp.
Han Bing's appearance was as erratic as a god, and he released several sword energy as soon as he made a move. The handsome young man he was fighting with had forgotten all his graceful demeanor at the beginning, and was now using all his strength to drive the golden ancient tripod guard. The body of the cauldron was struck by the criss-cross sword energy, making a buzzing sound.
Suddenly Han Bing pinched the strange fingerprints, and thousands of green lights shrank on the heavy green sword blade like a long whale absorbing water. Her pretty face was sinister, her feather clothes danced without the wind, and she held the Beiluan Sword and soared upwards. blue sky.
Then, a sharp roar came from far to near, from silent to deafening, and a blue-green light pillar came and fell as fast as thunder.
The wind howled, water foam flew, and vegetation was uprooted...
After a while, the sound gradually died down, and a shocking ravine lay across the Blackwater River. The ancient tripod and the handsome young man were forcibly split into two halves. The power of the Beiluan Divine Sword is so great, and it definitely does not live up to the name of the Divine Sword!
The battle was astonishing and attracted everyone's attention.
Within a few breaths, the Dahuangxu disciples killed two of them. Qiao Li said in shock: "What kind of magic weapon is this? It's so overbearing!"
Ji Chong slashed his dagger to his right ribs, swung away the Canglang Fairy Sword and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, stop those two people quickly."
Qiao Li suddenly woke up, his steps were slippery, his body turned into a strange light, and the fairy sword whipped up the strong wind and struck Han Bing.
Yu Lu suddenly felt relaxed. With a flick of his wrist, the Canglang Sword spit out several white lotuses, each white lotus emitting a soul-stirring cold light.
Ji Chong also used all his strength to act, and his dagger made a strange roar.
The sword energy connected with each other, the gang energy bloomed, and the sharp sounds made people's scalp numb.
Looking around the field, Xia Lian drove the Cold Dream Lotus to spin and swing, and the dreamy and blurry blue light flickered and appeared, which was very effective in enchanting the mind. The masked female monk had extraordinary Taoist skills, and her figure was as fast as a ghost. She and Xia Lian were both good at winning the battle. .
Lin Hao had the upper hand. He used the Stardust Mirror to turn several flying knives prompted by the evil boy into stone powder. The young man's face was full of regret. The power of the magic weapon of the flying knives dropped sharply after losing several knives.
Qiao Li has a level advantage in cultivation, so how can he be easy? The heavy sword flew and fell repeatedly with an indomitable momentum.
Han Bing is not good at cultivation, but he can rely on the power of the magic weapon, and he tries his best to deal with it and be able to protect himself.
Qiao Li was eager to kill, and he attacked with all his strength. Suddenly he felt a sharp light coming out from behind, and the cold sword energy made his hair stand on end.
In his busy schedule, Qiao Li walked around in a staggered manner, and the sword light passed close to his body, tearing the clothes just between his ribs, revealing a handful of dark armpit hair.
Yan Ci sighed from a distance: "The devil is really informal, he doesn't know how to be ashamed when he exposes his body!"
Qiao Li turned around and said angrily: "Shameless thief, talking nonsense!"
After saying that, he threw Mo Hen's heavy sword in the air and stretched his arms to hold the sword in the air.
In the steaming black mist, a dark and strange sword light suddenly rose.
Qiao Li's spiritual energy reached the edge of the sword, and the sword light struck down as fast as lightning. The momentum was so fierce that it seemed like he had to cut Yan Ci in half to relieve his hatred.
Yan Ci didn't dare to meet him head-on. He tapped the reeds with his toes and stepped back to dodge like a fish. There was no one where the sword light fell, only the Tao was hanging on the reed leaves like a hooked moon blade.
The moon blades flashed, separated one after another, and in the blink of an eye turned into flowing frost that filled the sky and struck down wildly.
Qiao Li chuckled and said, "This little plan ends here!" After saying this, he swept across the air with his heavy sword. When the moon blades touched each other, they flowed away one after another, shining brightly under the red sun.
The two teams were fighting fiercely, and suddenly they felt a strong wind blowing from high in the sky, and a huge black shadow hurriedly passed by.
Yu Lu and Jichong said in unison: "Bi Fang!" The group of cultivators subconsciously stood up and retreated, gathering together to form a defensive circle to respond.
When you look up, you will see the elegant and ferocious bird Bifang soaring alone in the sky.
Bi was square in shape like a crane, with one foot and scars on it. His whole body was covered with blue and red lights, and his golden eyes looked down at everyone, revealing endless killing intent.
The group of cultivators looked at each other, their fighting spirit suddenly gone.
The shrill chirping of Bi Fang's birds resounded through the sky, and the cultivators felt their energy and blood surge as they forcibly boosted their magic power to counteract the chirping.
Yu Lu took advantage of the gap in the sound waves to take out a stack of exquisite and small white formation flags. The formation flags were full of spiritual energy and densely packed with strange runes.
He muttered something in his mouth, and after the incantation stopped, he rubbed his hands together, and the formation flags shot out in all directions, sinking into the mud and disappearing without a trace.
Yu Lu then said "Ji", the buzzing sound was loud, the formation flags rose up and the seats were extremely gorgeous, and a curtain of light in red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple enveloped the dome.
The light curtain is thick and smooth, and the dense spiritual energy on it makes it seem indestructible.
Ji Chong and others presented a verdant vine shield. The shield was surrounded by green leaves and flowers, which was really exquisite.
The vine shield swelled when it saw the wind, and instantly expanded into a giant, slightly transparent shield with a radius of dozens of feet.
The huge shield protected the four of them like a turtle shell. Yan Ci almost doubled over with laughter when he saw this. Unfortunately, there were all the birds in the air watching him, so how could he dare to laugh wantonly?
Bi Fang was soaring in mid-air, reluctant to leave without swooping down to attack the enemy.
After such a long confrontation, Ji Chong became even more worried and suggested from afar: "Brother Yu, why don't we stop fighting temporarily and join forces to deal with this beast."
Judging by the implications of his words, he didn't care at all about the murder of his two fellow disciples.
Yu Lu secretly thought that this demon bastard was indeed cold-blooded and ruthless. It would be ridiculous to want to share the same hatred just now after being incompatible with each other just now.
Ji Chong persuaded: "Everyone is of the same mind, and his sharpness can cut through metal. With Bifang's fierceness and fierceness, it is difficult for the uncoordinated cultivators to defeat him. Cangmingze can't stand still, why not find a chance to survive in the fight?"
Yu Lu turned to look at his fellow disciples, thought for a while and said, "If Brother Ji can return the Yunshui Bowl first, this matter can still be discussed."
Ji Chong said: "The heavy water in the bowl can extinguish the wood spirit and Lihuo. What if Brother Ye doesn't care whether we live or die?"
Lin Hao interjected: "You can turn the words around and say that it would be difficult for us to convince you if you want to help us in times of crisis."
Yu Lu said sternly: "Tongchenyuan has always benefited the common people. Brother Ji must know that as the head teacher and the first disciple, Yu is also a person who must practice what he preaches. What's more, it is only natural and right for things to return to their original owners. Brother Ji There is no other choice.”
Jichong and Qiao Li whispered a few words, then Zhan Yan said, "It's what Brother Yu means." After saying that, he pinched his fingers and took steps to lead the vine shield slowly towards Yu Lu and the others.
Teng Dun stopped a few feet away in front of the magic circle. Ji Chong raised his hand and threw out the white jade bowl. The magic circle slightly opened a gap. Yu Lu caught the falling cloud water bowl in his palm and said: "Brother Ji Do you have any good strategies to defend against the enemy? I’m all ears.”
Ji Chong said: "This bird has reached the half-step stage of infant transformation. Its killing moves are the Wood Spirit Lihuo and one beak and one claw. We have heavy water in our hands. If we can act accordingly, the fire will not be a fear. However, its body attacks It’s so terrifying that even the vine shields and magic arrays can’t resist it.”
Yu Lu said: "Unless the two merge."
Ji Chong smiled and said: "Yes, but the premise is that Brother Yu must ensure that his fellow disciples will not take advantage of the opportunity to take action against us."
Yu Lu said: "Both and each other, it's not too late and we can act quickly."
Bi Fang bird circled in the sky for several times. Seeing that the two forces below were about to close together, it suddenly raised its head and let out a long cry, which sounded like it was calling "Bi Fang"'s name.
The blue-red gleaming wings flapped, and Pang Wei's body swooped down. His long, bright and sharp beak tore into the sky, thrusting in like chasing stars and lightning.
Ji Chong roared: "Defense!"
The Dahuang Ruins disciples floated like rabbits in all directions of the vine shield, casting thick light curtains to support the four corners of the giant shield.
There was a loud noise in the wilderness, and Bifang's long beak pecked the giant shield steadily. In an instant, the vine shield shattered into countless pieces like rotten wood.
The remaining power of the long beak was not exhausted, and it smashed the black rock with the force of breaking bamboo.
The gas exploded together, and electric sparks flew like fire flags blooming all over the sky. The shield fragments and stones made a sharp scream, which was frightening.
