Li Qingxiao circulated his true energy in his left hand, and held the knife tightly in his right hand. A long knife shadow instantly slashed out horizontally, flying away the two golden hooks with eagle claws.
Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang took a few steps back, but the movement of the eagle striking the sky in their hands never stopped, but became faster and faster.
Suddenly, there were bursts of miserable screams in the hall. Following the sounds, I looked:
A dozen warriors with disheveled hair, frightened faces, and blood all over their bodies rushed from the hall to the entrance of the hall. However, as soon as they reached the entrance of the hall, a strong suction force sucked them into the hall again.
Seeing such a tragic scene, Li Qingxiao glanced at Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang again, and found that the corners of their mouths were smiling, and the movements of their hands gradually slowed down until they stopped.
At this moment, the two people's breaths were a little disordered, and they swallowed several bottles of pills to heal their wounds secretly.
How could Li Qingxiao let go of this opportunity? He clenched the knife tightly and flew up with all his strength. He was in front of the two of them in an instant. The shadow of the knife flashed and the two of them had already thrown out a large round shield to protect them.
Li Qingxiao returned without success and waited quietly. At this time, the sounds in the hall gradually disappeared, the night was dim, and the entire condor gate was silent.
The world is surprisingly quiet, a bit scary.
Suddenly, a strange scream came, and the sound was so sad and resentful.
I saw more than two dozen warriors flying out of the hall, with a pair of eagle wings growing on their bodies, and their hands becoming eagle melon seeds. These people were not like humans or eagles. They didn't know how they evolved and mutated.
At this time, Ying Wushuang laughed loudly: "Li Qingxiao, kill my disciples of the Divine Eagle Sect and challenge my entire Divine Eagle Sect. Today is the day you die."
Tan Haijiang stood on one side and smiled sinisterly. He and Ying Wushuang were close to each other back to back, making various gestures. The two of them walked very regularly, moving around on the ground.
The two dozen warriors flying in the sky were divided into eight groups, with an average of three groups each, circling around Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang.
Li Qingxiao felt a little unspeakably nervous at this time. Forget about creating these things that were neither human nor ghosts, he was actually playing with some formations now, and the eyes of the formation seemed to be Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang.
In the blink of an eye, three warriors waved their arms and rushed towards Li Qingxiao. Accompanied by the rustling autumn wind, it looked so strange in such a night.
Li Qingxiao clenched his knife and drew it with his hand, and a white knife shadow cut out horizontally. However, when this white sword shadow cut into the three warriors, it just flashed and did not cause any harm to the three warriors.
Li Qingxiao's heart tightened, and then he circulated his true energy. The knife flew out and returned to his hand in an instant.
The three warriors were dripping with blood and fell to the ground. However, the speed did not slow down at all. The three warriors seemed to have lost consciousness and just rushed forward to kill.
Li Qingxiao was a little panicked by this sudden change. He has never encountered such things, and the knife does not seem to be much of a threat to them. Are they not human?
While Li Qingxiao was thinking for a moment, a warrior had already approached, and the eagle claws directly grabbed his left shoulder. With a sound, the clothes on his left shoulder were torn, and the pieces of cloth fluttered in the howling autumn wind, with traces of red blood stains.
The three warriors immediately retreated after encountering the protective shield, retreating to their original places, hovering around Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang.
"Haha... you can't hold on even one move? Fang, you thought you were so powerful, but you turned out to be so vulnerable." Ying Wushuang said sarcastically.
He believed that this Flying Eagle Formation should be unparalleled in the world. If the Divine Eagle Sect wanted to be the leader of the Yuandu Ancient Martial Sect, it would not be the turn of the Jingyi Sect and the Xuan Cang Sect.
In the protective shield, Li Qingxiao thought carefully. When the eagle claws grabbed his left shoulder, he smelled a resentment. The power of this resentment was extremely powerful. In other words, these warriors had been controlled by this resentment and were actually dead.
No wonder it was difficult for the sword energy to harm them. They were no longer entities, but monsters formed by a wave of resentment.
All the damage that the knife can do is because the knife is made of yang energy, and resentment is formed by yin energy. However, the current yang energy of the knife is too little, or it cannot fully exert it, so it can only hurt the opponent a little.
In order to confirm his guess, he spread his consciousness and slowly approached the monsters hovering in the air. Each monster was surrounded by a black air, and they were dressed in black robes, making them look so terrifying.
After thinking about this, Li Qingxiao calmed down and stood calmly in the protective shield, with his hands behind his back and his eyes calm.
For him, the way to deal with Yin Qi: Spirit Talisman----
Shenxiao Taoist Sect's magic was originally specialized in studying these. These freaks might be a great danger to ancient martial arts practitioners, but he was not afraid of them.
These days, in the battles with ancient martial arts practitioners, the knife has gradually become the main offensive weapon. The magic weapons of the Taoist sect are only used as auxiliary. Gradually, a thought has been formed that the knife must be chosen to defend the enemy, so I just ate a secret weapon. deficit.
When Ying Wushuang and Tan Haijiang saw Li Qingxiao's calm and calm look, they both laughed in their hearts: Pretend, keep pretending.
Thinking in their hearts, their hands did not stop at all. They made various strange gestures and danced weird dance steps. At the same time, they made sword-finger shapes with their left hands and pointed at Li Qingxiao.
Only about twenty freaks were seen, with their eagle claws spread out and flying, charging towards Li Qingxiao.
These freaks did not rush forward in a rush, but divided into eight columns and surrounded Li Qingxiao from all directions.
Black air came out and spread, and the eagle claws grabbed it one after another.
Li Qingxiao quickly threw out nine spiritual talismans. The eight spiritual talismans rushed in eight directions, and one spiritual talisman hovered above Li Qingxiao's head.
As soon as he saw these twenty-odd freaks showing eight directions from beginning to end, Li Qingxiao immediately remembered a Taoist formation: the Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation.
Then, he had to prepare for the fatal blow from the position of the ninth house.
After the nine talismans were sent out, they immediately transformed into nine golden Tai Chi diagrams, flashing with golden light, forcing the monsters in eight directions to retreat dozens of steps.
The black energy struck again and again, the golden light began to dim, and the golden Tai Chi diagram was crumbling. At this critical moment, the wine gourd rose into the sky, emitting bursts of golden light and pouring into the Tai Chi diagram.
"Without further delay, we will kill him immediately." Ying Wushuang said to Tan Haijiang.
The two men immediately circulated their inner energy and soared into the sky, their long hair flowing and murderous intent. In an instant, they reached the top of Li Qingxiao's head. The two of them spiraled down, and the eagle claws grabbed Li Qingxiao's head.
At this time, the black energy in the bodies of the two dozen freaks was injected into the vortex as the two of them rotated in the sky.
Li Qingxiao felt a powerful force of resentment gathering above his head. Feeling bad, the eight Tai Chi diagrams quickly gathered towards the ninth Tai Chi diagram above his head... until a huge Tai Chi diagram was formed. With the blessing of the wine gourd, bursts of dazzling golden light shot straight into the sky.
At the same time, the vortex above turned faster and faster, gradually forming a Tai Chi diagram full of black energy, exuding gurgling black energy and murderous intent, shooting towards Li Qingxiao.
The two Tai Chi figures collided in mid-air, deafening and overwhelming. There were echoes in the valley, the autumn wind was bleak, and the fallen leaves were flying, as if everything around them was fluttering.
Li Qingxiao held a knife and jumped up. In mid-air, nine sword shadows with strong masculinity struck at more than twenty freaks. Most of the resentment on these freaks had been supplied to Ying Wushuang and Tan above. Haijiang's natural combat effectiveness was greatly weakened. Under the shadow of the nine swords, everything was reduced to ashes, and black air emitted, giving off an unpleasant smell.
The black Tai Chi diagram, which had lost the supply of resentment, gradually lost its power under the attack of the golden Tai Chi diagram and began to collapse. At this moment, two claw shadows quickly penetrated and grabbed Li Qingxiao's abdomen.
It's so poisonous, it wants to destroy my Dantian, Li Qingxiao thought to himself.
Two knife shadows flashed past, and there was a "snap" on the ground. Both palms fell to the ground at the same time, and screams were heard in the air.
The black Tai Chi diagram completely collapsed, and their resentment disappeared. The two fell from the air, looking at Li Qingxiao in horror. Where the palm was broken, blood flowed uncontrollably.
"It's so poisonous. It's really murderous and unscrupulous." Ying Wushuang said bitterly.
"When it comes to viciousness and murder, I'm not as good as you. If you use your own disciples as carriers of resentful spirits and practice some evil formation, huh, if God doesn't destroy you, I will destroy you."
Li Qingxiao was extremely angry. Twenty-odd human lives turned out to be carriers of resentful spirits. How vicious and insidious the people who created these carriers must be!
"They are disciples of my sect. Even if they sacrifice themselves for the sect, it is honorable. It is not your turn to take care of them." Tan Haijiang argued.
When Li Qingxiao heard this, he held his luck in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, and flew up.
In a moment, the whole person had arrived behind Tan Haijiang. With a "plop", Tan Haijiang knelt on the ground, blood spurted out from his neck, and he seemed to be no longer breathing.
Before Ying Wushuang could react, Li Qingxiao turned around, a white knife shadow flashed past, a human head flew up, and Ying Wushuang fell to the ground dead.
Looking at the messy scene in front of him, Li Qingxiao's face was calm and his eyes turned to the main hall. At this time, the door of the main hall had been closed, and it looked so strange in the hazy night under the blowing autumn wind.
Li Qingxiao slowly opened his consciousness, and his consciousness slowly spread out. When he touched the palace door, he was blocked by a force. He slowly withdrew his consciousness, stepped forward, and walked towards the palace door.
Walking forward, the bronze palace door is majestic. The door knocker on the left is carved with an eagle, soaring in the sky, and the door knocker on the right is carved with two eagles, one big and one playing in the sky.
As he slowly approached, waves of resentment rushed towards him. He silently recited the Golden Light Divine Mantra, and golden light shot out. Seeing that the situation was not good, the waves of resentment retreated into the palace gate.
