Fairy Qiuyan released a flying sword, jumped up, leaned forward, held the sword behind her waist, and turned back towards the depths of the cave like a swift returning to its nest in spring.
In the autumn many years ago, her name was still Jiang Wei. Not long after she entered the Battle Master Hall, she met two senior brothers, Yu Zhu and Xu Fei, at a young age.
The two of them were impressed by Qiuyan's body-lighting skills. They smiled and exclaimed, what a pretty swallow in autumn!
From then on, she had another Taoist nickname - Qiuyan.
Perhaps because this name is easy to remember, everyone calls her Fairy Qiuyan, but over time, no one remembers her real name.
Her qualifications were not very good, and her cultivation progressed slowly. With the help of Yuzhu and Xu Fei, she finally broke through the bottleneck of the Qi Condensation Realm and became a Lingtai Realm monk. She was almost forty years old at that time.
Because she entered Taoism late, her appearance remained at nearly forty years old. This is the reason why she is visually older than Yu Zhu and Xu Fei.
But no matter what, she is the little junior sister in the hearts of Yu Zhu and Xu Fei, and the three of them lead the "Suzaku" team among the four teams in Xiaoyao Peak Battle Master Hall.
Now that her two closest friends are gone, what is left for her?
she does not know.
Perhaps, leading or covering the surviving disciples to break out of the siege of the Zhen clan and arrive at Black Mountain City is the only way she can comfort the two immortals.
Not long after, she heard the shouts from the disciples of the Battle Master Hall in front of her. Her heartstrings tightened, and she used her magic power to transmit the message: "Disciples, don't panic, hurry up and get closer to me!"
After speaking, she opened her mouth and spit out two thunderbolts, which were wrapped around the blades of the two scimitars.
This is all the wealth she has accumulated from studying alchemy, and she has been reluctant to use it. To this day, the two senior brothers Yuzhu and Xu Fei don't even want to take their lives, so what can she not give up?
"It's Senior Qiuyan, hurry, hurry, retreat!"
"Senior is here..."
The mixed shouts were filled with the expectations of the disciples.
"Don't panic, throw out everything that can defeat or hinder the enemy..."
Fairy Qiuyan was extremely anxious. While issuing the order, she mobilized her flying sword to fly towards the surviving disciples at a faster speed.
Although Xu Fei and Yuzhu were not spared due to their Lingtai realm abilities, they still caused great harm to the demon clan hiding in the darkness, and at the same time distracted their attack.
There were only about two or three demon tribesmen surrounding the dozen or so surviving disciples. In terms of attack method and intensity, they were much inferior to before.
In addition, the more than ten disciples of the Battle Master Hall who have survived to this day are not ordinary people. They are well aware of the consequences of being defeated one by one, so they gather together to keep warm.
These three-headed monsters did not dare to attack with all their strength. They were very smart. They were not like the ghosts in human form. They would kill them at all costs as soon as they saw a living person. Instead, they mainly used to be a nuisance and deliberately delayed the more than ten monks. .
They do this for only one purpose, waiting for more groups to catch up.
When the figure of Fairy Qiuyan appeared in front of the disciples, the three-headed demon clan who implemented delaying tactics became anxious.
Roar--
In the black and red clouds floating in the sky, a signal suddenly came out from the Yin tribe calling for help from their fellow tribesmen.
Inward of the cave, about twenty feet away, two identical howls sounded.
Further into the cave, about fifty feet away, howls were heard one after another. Judging from the sound, there were about ten demon clansmen rushing towards them.
The attack power of a single Zhen clan is not very powerful, but its bite force is amazing and its speed is very fast, which is inferior to the combat power of a humanoid ghost. However, the Zhen clan can use the red and black ghost energy to escape and become invisible, and it is also good at Their power is fueled by a "pack of wolves" tactic of hitting more and less.
Once a monk encounters a group of demons, he can neither see nor hear, nor can his spiritual sense detect them, and becomes completely deaf and blind.
Only when the demon bites the monk's body, its invisibility will be broken, and this often means that the monk will suffer near-fatal injuries, and one or more parts of the body will no longer belong to him, maybe his hands or The foot, maybe the head, or even the waist was cut off.
When a monk is seriously injured or takes a blow before death, the ability to use two or three of his magical powers is already the limit. How can he kill monsters?
In this case, fighting head-on with the Yin tribe is no different than hitting a stone with an egg, and it is no different from committing suicide.
This is also true. In this collision between the two sides, the two Lingtai realm monks Yuzhu and Xu Fei, as well as the disciples of the Bailai Battle Master Hall, were all killed!
"Hurry up, I am the queen!" Fairy Qiuyan stepped on the flying sword, circled in the air, and stood behind the disciples.
The cultivators were overjoyed and released their flying magic weapons one after another, soared into the sky and galloped towards the outside of the cave.
Qiu Yan crouched, carrying two strings of thunderbolts with her scimitar, making a gesture that could be activated at any time, looking at the seemingly calm space around her, and at the same time driving the flying sword to cover the retreat of the disciples.
She didn't know if she could safely escort her disciples to escape, and she didn't know if the speed of the flying magic weapon could exceed the pursuit speed of the Zhen clan, but she had no choice.
Deep in the cave, the hysterical roars of the demon clan could be heard, obviously not willing to let Fairy Qiuyan and others leave.
It was quiet around Fairy Qiuyan's group, and the three nuisance demons seemed to have disappeared.
Crisis is lurking...
No one knew how long the calm would last. The dozen or so surviving disciples had no choice but to pour mana into the flying magic weapon and try their best to escape.
Once the peace is broken, everyone knows what it will mean.
All the disciples could only pray in their hearts, hoping that the Yin tribe would be afraid of Fairy Qiuyan's power of Lei Zhenzi and let them go.
After a while, the group of people had retreated about a hundred feet without any accident...
The tensed cheeks of the more than ten disciples of the Battle Master Hall relaxed a little, and a kind of joy of surviving the disaster secretly grew in their hearts. After all, they had retreated so far, and the speed of flying magic weapons was not slow. Those demon tribes probably couldn't. Will catch up again.
Fairy Qiuyan's complexion was frosty, beads of sweat appeared on her temples and the tip of her nose. She held Lei Zhenzi's double blades without any slack.
It's too quiet, which is never a good thing!
Farther away from Fairy Qiuyan and others, Yanyun knew nothing about the tragic battle in Zhanshitang.
He touched the storage bag with his left hand, and with a flash of golden light, five hell-dropping circles flew out and tightly wrapped around Hong Guan Youming's limbs and neck.
Then, he used his magic power to activate the Evil Punishing Spear King. The spear trembled, then lengthened and became thicker.
He thrust the tail of the gun into the ground again, and the sharp tail vertebra broke through the stone, like a flagpole, hanging the painfully struggling and roaring Red Crown Netherworld in the air.
Due to the sneak attack by the Red Crown Netherworld, he had no choice but to use the atomization technique of the Netherworld Soul Flag to heal his injuries. For some unknown reason, a hole was broken in the dark flag. This phenomenon was new. He had tried it several times before. This vision has never happened before.
The ghost king also came out of the hidden mist. It was surprised at first, and then blinked its big deep eyes and looked in the direction of Yan Yun's mind with interest.
Yan Yun's soul flag is a sub-flag of the soul flag held by the real flag holder Li Du. Although it has been upgraded repeatedly, its foundation is too weak and it is actually overwhelmed.
Although Yan Yun was a little surprised by the hole, he knew that this result would happen sooner or later.
The Ghost King and Yan Yun collided in their minds and looked at each other.
Yan Yun's heart was as heavy as iron, while the Ghost King had an innocent expression.
After a while, the Ghost King took two steps back, his ugly head swished away, and hid in the mist again.
Only then did Yan Yun turn his mind away from the Netherworld Soul Flag and cast his eyes on the red-crowned Netherworld hanging on the gun barrel.
When this monster reached the end of its rope, it behaved extremely bravely, completely ignoring the tightening trap around its limbs, and instead grabbed the gun shaft with both hands and climbed down.
Its abdomen had been pierced by the Evil Punishment Spear, and as its body sank, blood stuck to the barrel of the gun, making it a scarlet color.
Yan Yun frowned, flicked his fingers, and five mana chains stretched out, tied to the five netherworld circles, and then looked back and pulled.
The netherworld circle immediately tightened greatly and was completely embedded in the red crown netherworld muscle, squeezing it deeply.
Under the double severe pain, Hong Guan Youming bared his teeth, his face was extremely ferocious due to the pain, but he showed no sign of weakness or retreat.
It didn't care, it just stretched out its strangled arms with difficulty, grasped the flagpole, and pulled its body to sink to the ground.
This scene was beyond Yan Yun's expectation. After thinking about it for a while, he sighed in his heart.
He knew that it would be impossible for him to tame this strange thing in a short time due to the extremely strong endurance shown by this strange thing at this moment.
Even if given time, all its vigor and wildness are worn away, the monster's combat power will probably be greatly reduced, and the gain will not be worth the loss. Moreover, Yan Yun still has a mission, and cannot spare the space and time to carry out it.
"Since you don't want to surrender to me, you don't have to force yourself..."
After Yan Yun finished speaking, three sets of Four Evil Talismans were thrown out, with a total of twelve fluorescent talismans, completely attached to Hongguan Youming's body.
Red Crown Netherworld has been seriously injured, and the protective mist is difficult to condense. No matter how strong its body is, it can't resist the activation of three sets of Four Evil Talisman next to its body.
Just like last time, Hong Guan Youming's only red eye showed deep fear.
Yan Yun no longer had any illusions in his heart, and with a thought, he took back all the evil-punishing spears and netherworld circles.
Red Crown Netherworld broke away from the pain and fell to the ground. It knew that its end was coming, so it jumped towards Yan Yun, trying to pull Yan Yun to die together.
At this moment, the destructive power of the Four Evils of Wind, Fire, Thunder and Lightning was instantly released, and the center of the cave was completely swallowed up by red and white fire and lightning.
In the dazzling light, the screams of Red Crown Netherworld were completely covered up by the sound of wind and thunder. His tall body curled up into a ball and tried to carry it, but it was to no avail under the restraint of the four evil spirits. Blood bubbles appeared in the muscles all over his body and then recovered. It fell off again, and finally the body was completely burned through by the flames, and fire came out of the mouth and nose...
In a short period of time, the unusually sturdy red-crowned Youming turned into a ball of black ash. It was swept away by the remaining power of the wind talisman and disappeared, leaving only a dark and shiny bead on the ground - Yin Dan.
Yan Yun picked up the Yin Dan, held it in his hand, looked at it, took out a jade box and put it in.
Just when the sound of wind and thunder completely disappeared, Yan Yun vaguely heard a voice coming from the cave.
"Yan Yun, come quickly——"
Apparently, the powerful sound made by the Four Evil Talisman after being activated let Fairy Qiuyan know that he was still alive.
Yan Yun also knew that he had indeed been away from the team for too long, so he quickly released the human-faced vulture and flew up, heading towards the depths of the cave.
Unexpectedly, the voice of Fairy Qiuyan was faintly heard again.
"Yan Yun, I order you to return to Black Mountain City quickly..."
These two orders were completely contradictory, which made Yan Yun tense up. He took out a speed talisman and slapped the wings of the human-faced vulture before speeding towards the cave.
