A purple flame surrounded the body, and the shadow of the clouds condensed into a tough shield. Yan Ci flashed in the air and swung down several swords.
The sword light like splashing ink spreads across the flowers, extremely dazzling. With such hatred, this man dared to tease everyone present at the same time.
Many cultivators are not used to traveling empty-handed, so they look for spiritual materials to make sword scabbards. Immortal swords are often hung at the waist or carried on the back as accessories, and Gu Yin is no exception.
Infuriated by the old thief's words, he touched the hilt of his sword with a parallel finger, and the fairy sword flew to meet him. The others also defended themselves with their swords.
Yan Ci went out to provoke everyone. He used his sword force without sparing any force, and his escape marks suddenly left and right. He didn't show favoritism to anyone, and he attacked all of them, old and young.
Now that they have turned against each other, it seems hypocritical to hold back. The cultivators formed a team close to each other and cracked the killing moves one by one, without any rush to attack.
Yan Ci's desperate tactics relied on exquisite escape skills. When he moved his body, he was as fast as a flying kite. Countless afterimages separated and merged, running east and west to kill continuously.
Li Luotang's moves were graceful, the blade of the sword was lighter than an ape or a bird, with many stabs. When he moved, a bit of sword light shone several feet away, leaving no trace to be found.
Qi Jingwei's swordsmanship is simple and strong, and the sword tip is full of clear energy, making it inaccessible.
The two phases advance and retreat in tacit agreement, forming a linkage, and the rest of the people are constantly integrated into it. During the operation, they are both fast and slow, and they are prepared for offense and defense.
Yan Ci was obsessed with attacking, and his escaping shadows flickered and flickered. When he saw the dense sword energy around him, which was impermeable to wind and rain, he couldn't help but sneered: "Qing Yan said that Tongchen's disciples are as timid as mice. It's really good. Who are you trying to scare with this simple trick!"
After he finished speaking, he stopped and recited the words, and six phantoms flew out from his body, some standing with a sword in hand, or stroking the sword with his heart in his hand. Their appearance was similar but their postures were different. Even if you look at them with open eyes, it would be difficult to tell whether they are true or false.
Li Luotang said: "The shadowless magical power is one of Lin Hancheng's unique skills. Fellow Taoist Yan dares to shout even though he has only the slightest knowledge of it. He is really fearless for the ignorant!"
Yan Ci smiled strangely and said, "This technique is not suitable for everyone, so Yan might as well add some seasonings."
As the thought changes with the situation, the demonic energy around the body of the shadow spreads out, transforming into a monster covered in scales and armor, with horns and black wings.
When the group of cultivators first saw this scene, they felt chills all over their bodies. The evidence is conclusive, Yan Ci has gone astray, and Wanlifeng's response measures are appropriate.
The demonic shadow's eyes were cold and empty, without the slightest emotion. It screamed continuously and leaned down.
At this moment, everyone had restrained their sympathy, but Nightingale was filled with sadness and angrily thrust back her sword.
On the Qiaolian Peak, sword lights crisscrossed, and demonic shadows flickered and appeared. They could even jump and glide on various sword lights. They slashed their swords to the east and passed their palms to the west, and the cold demonic energy suddenly blew away.
Fast, as fast as a ghost, incredibly fast, almost ignoring any interception and tracking from practitioners of the same level.
During this period, Yan Ci continued to refresh the understanding of others. Li Luotang couldn't guess how many tricks he had yet to use to suppress the situation, so he hurriedly signaled to his companions to issue a divine order to capture the enemy.
The God's Capture Token possesses many miraculous qualities. It was created by the founder of the sect. It is an ancient artifact that is highly respected by the disciples of Tongchen and makes traitors fearful.
The seven-sided tokens flew around and flew toward Yan Ci with all kinds of strange lights.
Unfortunately, one thing kills another, and when the six pure bamboos appeared on the stage, the God Catcher Token avoided like a snake and scorpion, not daring to get close.
The group of cultivators seemed to be sitting in a cloud, completely confused about the situation.
The demonic shadow laughed so hard that it shuttled through the battle group like a ghost, smiling proudly for a while.
The group of cultivators were astonished and rushed to fight with their fairy swords. They tried to activate the Divine Capture Token again, but it was like teasing a dead thing and did not obey the command.
Nightingale and Susha Qingying were walking side by side outside the flower pavilion. In just a few breaths, they were waited upon by nine demonic figures in turn, making them frightened.
This scene is definitely not that the friends are attacking Yan Ci, but that they are being attacked by Yan Ci, and no one has failed.
Xia Wei tried her best to receive a few palms, and the lotus shadows immediately scattered. She saw other demonic shadows coming after her, and her heart beat wildly with fright.
Suddenly, the sword radiated from the diagonal stab, and two clusters of sword shadows flashed out of thin air outside her body. Their canine teeth intertwined, instantly poking the incoming demonic shadow into a hornet's nest.
The monster Jiejie smiled slyly, and the demonic energy dissipated and condensed, and he escaped immediately, safe and sound.
Seeing the danger, Mei Ying came to his rescue and swooped to his side and said, "The magical power of turning into a shadow and deflecting attacks has its true form everywhere, and it is not its true form everywhere. This beast has gradually matured and is not easy to capture."
Xia Wei smiled bitterly to herself. Mei Ying's words were really euphemistic. If she met this demon alone, she thought she wouldn't be able to endure a stick of incense.
Not to mention that it would be difficult to hold on in the face of its attack, but just in terms of Yan Ci's weird movement and escape speed, ordinary people have no way of guarding against it.
Gu Xinnian had a calm temperament and focused on practicing strong offensive and defensive techniques. He was less interested in escape techniques. Therefore, he still had some advantages in the battle.
It is said that all the winds cannot blow, and he is sitting upright on the purple golden lotus. Gu Xinnian clung to an inch of ground and blocked the attack of the demonic shadow with one sword. He was embarrassed but could still save his life.
Feng Mian was not the case. He was good at escape and had poor defense. He couldn't withstand the beatings and couldn't get out of the way. Even though Yu Lu was taking care of him, he was still chopped off the cliff by Mo Ying's sword.
Only Li Luotang and Qi Jingwei in the audience were relaxed and counterattacked from time to time, while the others secretly complained.
The one who had the most difficult time was undoubtedly Liao Yi. Apart from constantly raiding Gu Yin, monsters favored him the most. From the beginning to the end, Liao Yi never dared to stay at his footing for more than half a breath. He came and went quickly with the candle shadow ax, and the escape marks formed a black line.
From siege to defense, due to the defense, there was a stalemate. Yan Ci relied on his unparalleled escape skills and the courage of his horse to challenge the weak and disintegrate the enemy one by one.
Gu Xinnian used a head-to-head confrontation and the immortal sword was destroyed. Several fellow disciples who collaborated with him were violently tortured by monsters in turn, and their magical bodies were ruined and only half alive was left.
The two sides were jealous of each other. Nightingale used her body to lure the enemy, and used the fatal move to pierce Yan Ci's true body. However, she was hit in the chest and abdomen by the monster's palm, and she didn't know whether she was alive or dead.
The fire was extremely dangerous and brutal, and the Tongchen cultivators suffered setbacks one after another. Only six people could maintain their fighting strength.
The grass and wood houses are in a mess, and the bluestone walls have collapsed and turned into dust. Yan Ci was covered in blood and kept beating fiercely, his true energy was rapidly drained away, and the remaining physical strength could no longer support his rampage.
Li Luotang and Qi Jingwei saw the situation and moved like thunder. At the moment when the demonic shadows intertwined and their escape speed slowed down slightly, they raised their swords and slashed violently.
The brilliant sword light is like a divine dragon scissoring, rushing forward wantonly. A brilliant halo bloomed in the mountains, and Qiaolian Peak was almost flattened by half.
The sound of the demonic shadow gradually disappeared, and Yan Ci returned to his original shape with his sword hanging in the air, vomiting blood.
Gu Yin shouted angrily, "Traitor, behead him!"
The sword in his palm suddenly widened, and two rays of light condensed on the edge of the sword's edge and shot into the sky.
This move is a clone slashing technique. The real body stands silently on the spot, but in the void, a human figure is seen moving with light and shadow, slashing Yan Ci from a distance on the left and right.
After the fierce battle till now, Yan Ci has been reduced to the weak point of a strong crossbow, and it is almost impossible to avoid this fatal sword.
Li Luotang felt a little pity, but finally chose to ignore it. If it had to be a matter of life and death today, he would rather lead his fellow disciples to live and face the wrath from Wushan together.
It's too late, but it's too soon. The shadow of the sword flew beyond the lightning, stabbing Yan Ci's eyebrows and middle Dantian.
The next moment, Yan Ci was fine, but the shadow of the sword suddenly dissipated. Gu Yin snorted coldly and fell to the ground exhausted.
Turning his head and looking back, he saw an exquisite, handsome and solitary little man slowly closing his fingers and saying with a smile, "I'm sorry to hear that the Supreme Bead Artifact Spirit is here. I think this old man deserves to die."
The listeners were horrified. In the midst of grief and anger, a burst of anger suddenly boiled over. Li Luotang and Qi Jingwei flew through the air, vowing to kill the villain with their swords.
Mei Ying was filled with grief, thinking about helping to fight, and suddenly noticed something strange in the void. A strange beast with green flames, smoke, and majestic bones spread its hooves and stomped down, as if it were stepping on flowers, and there were bursts of sweet fragrance around the green hooves.
"Qilin Beast!" Meiying exclaimed.
The rumors are true, Yan Ci is really protected by an auspicious beast, and he is the overlord-level auspicious beast that forged a golden elixir!
Mei Ying's cultivation is not enough to compete with her, but Yu Lu and Susha Qingying may be able to compete.
However, Yan Ci's fighting power still remained. After swallowing a few Zixia Baodou, his aura gradually stabilized. He immediately sacrificed the lost pearl and surrounded himself with a solid water shield, seemingly indestructible.
The cultivators present have never been defeated so miserably. Although they have other killers and also raise spiritual pets, under this situation, they have no confidence to win in a single battle.
Qi Jingwei encountered a powerful enemy that he had feared all his life. The villain Roy was cynical, constantly making fun of him and using his parallel fingers to make swords, and his offense and defense were extremely perfunctory. Every time he makes a point, he is cunning and ruthless, possessing a deadly aura of prehistoric times.
Qi Jingwei had never heard of such a barbaric fighting style. His posture was unmodified and there was nothing else to say. This guy grabbed and scratched no matter where he was, like two children fighting each other, scratching wherever he felt comfortable.
Li Luotang saw the situation early and hurriedly ran around. Black awns shot out from Suiyan's sword, and more than a hundred black crows pecked at the empty space.
Roy prides himself on being handsome and hates ugly things. He grabbed a handful of black smoke but couldn't catch it all, so he cursed: "You shameless Taoist, you are treating me like a monkey!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped in the air and suddenly appeared behind Li Luotang. He reached out with his palm and smashed the protective screen of his body. Taking advantage of the situation, he hit his shoulder blade and sent Li Luotang flying into the mountain nest far away from Qiaolian Peak.
Roy was so eager to have fun that he didn't notice that Yan Ci was in a desperate situation.
Susha Qingying and Yu Lu, regardless of life and death, tightly entangled the Qilin beast. Meiying sought leisure, boosted his body's true energy, and flew his sword straight to the waterfall shield.
Capture the thief first and capture the king first. If Yan Ci is executed, he will have no regrets even if he falls here!
One after another, the sword shadows grabbed Qing Gang and slashed down hard, causing Mei Ying to fall into a state of selfless rage.
Yan Ci was exhausted mentally and physically, and taking elixirs was no longer enough to make up for the loss of his true energy.
Swords rained down from the sky, and the waterfall and water shield were overwhelmed and collapsed suddenly.
Mei Ying was at a loss as she clutched the fairy sword tightly and poured out all her true energy to condense a dazzling sword pillar. It was like a god descending into the world, rumbling down wildly!
The sound of the wind stopped, and the entire Qiaolian Peak trembled. Everything in the world was stripped of its color, and only that beam of light was so dazzling!
Yan Ci was in a daze, with a bitter smile lingering on his lips. Life and death are inevitable, who can do it without regrets?
Roy stared with anger and despair, fully experiencing the feeling of playing with fire and burning himself. He waited for help, but it was too late.
Suddenly, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared, holding a sword to break the Gang Qi, grabbing Yan Ci's lapel and disappearing in a flash.
The sword pillar blasted out boundless loneliness, and walked away in despair. The next moment, the earth dragon shook violently, and the Qiao Lian Peak split into two halves.
Everyone present jumped into the air to dodge without saying a word. Roy covered his mouth and smiled, climbed on the Qilin Beast and flew into the air to chase after him.
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