Ji Ruchen was trapped. She was worried when she saw Xuanyi in danger but was unable to help. Now that Xiaohu came and was also in danger, Ji Ruchen was even more anxious and thought to herself: "I can't see my senior brother and Xiaohu die here." , for the present plan, we can only fight to the death. Even if we retain our strength, it is difficult to have a chance of winning due to the gap between the strength of the enemy and ourselves. We can only protect ourselves first. I only hope that the brothers from Fanyin Temple and Tiangang Sword Sect can come to the rescue in time. Get there!”
Making up his mind, Ji Ruchen raised his Cunmang sword and pointed it at the sky, poured all his true energy into the sword, and recited the true formula. In an instant, the ground seemed to be shaking, and the surrounding spiritual energy quickly gathered above the sky. Ji Ruchen is in the center of the purple light, as if she is surrounded by thousands of rays of rays of light shining on the earth. In desperation, Ji Ruchen wants to use the supreme skill of Qingxu Sect to bring Wanxia back to her true form. The Nether Sword King was about to help Meiji when he suddenly felt powerful spiritual power condensing in the five ghosts' heart-eating ghost aura. He turned around to take a look. At a glance, he saw that the ghost aura was about to be swallowed up by purple light, and was also sent to the strongest Qingxu sect. Shocked by the true Dharma, he turned around and was ready to deal with it at any time.
Mei Ji looked down at Xuan Yi, who was surrounded by everyone. She didn't pay attention to Bikongzi and the others at all. She just stretched out her hand to smooth her hair and said with a chuckle: "You and other ants should also stand up for others." ? I am in a good mood today and don’t want to go on a killing spree. Get out of here quickly! If not, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"
Mei Ji's voice was calm, but it seemed to contain endless killing intent. The people who protected Xuanyi were mostly martial arts people who were still unable to defeat the Xuanyintang disciples. Now that they saw this peerless monster, they all immediately felt timid. Half of the people were trembling, neither leaving nor daring to come forward.
Seeing that everyone was still guarding Xuan Yi, Mei Ji said no more, a cold light flashed on her face, and Qiushui Sword took action again. The fiery energy of the sword body surged, and the vegetation on the ground immediately withered and died, and the surrounding ground began to crack.
Seeing this, many people in the world dropped their weapons and fled in all directions. Only Bikongzi and a few people with cultivation skills still stayed by Xuanyi's side. However, facing this peerless monster, they knew the disparity in strength and did not dare to move lightly. Xuan Yi couldn't bear that everyone would die for him, and just when he was about to speak, the ground shook, and the surrounding spiritual energy was rapidly gathering into the air.
When everyone was surprised, Xuan Yi heard Jiang Xiaohu behind him shout loudly. He actually seized the opportunity, raised a huge stone and threw it at Mei Ji. Xuan Yi was horrified and tried to stop him, but it was too late.
Mei Ji raised her eyebrows slightly and sneered. She waved her left hand in front of her body, and a purple demonic energy condensed in front of her. The boulder hit the purple demonic energy and was immediately corroded, turning into powder in an instant. Mei Ji looked at Jiang Xiaohu coldly and said angrily: "What a young hero. He is not afraid of life and death at such a young age. He has some backbone! In order to prevent you from becoming a powerful enemy of our demon clan in the future, I will not let you go! Since you are not afraid of death, , then I will help you!" A cold light flashed on Mei Ji's face, and Qiushui Sword was about to take action.
Suddenly I heard someone shouting from behind: "Monster! Stop hurting my son! Die!"
Mei Ji turned around suddenly and saw a ray of purple light rushing towards her, but it was a fairy sword filled with powerful zhenqi stabbing her face. Mei Jijiao was surprised by the power of this sword, she let out an angry sound, and hurriedly swayed her body to avoid the sword light. However, the glow in the sky is like a sharp blade, everywhere and unavoidable. Mei Ji underestimated the enemy and was struck by the glow across her forehead. When she stood upright, she saw a few strands of black hair falling to her chest. Mei Ji reached out to catch it and saw that it was her own hair. Looking up, Ji Ruchen had fallen in front of Xuan Yi and Jiang Xiaohu, protecting them.
The Nether Sword King and Ji Tian did not dare to directly attack Ji Ruchen's sword energy. They all ducked to avoid its sharp edge. At this moment, they flew into the air behind Mei Ji.
It turned out that Ji Ruchen was anxious and used Qingxu Sect's unique trick Wanxia Guizhen, which gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the Cunmang Fairy Sword. Ji Ruchen did not turn this spiritual energy into sword energy to defeat the enemy. She knew that this move consumed a lot of real energy, and once it was used, she might not be able to fight again. At this moment, she just wanted to escape. The rays of light shone brightly on the Immortal Sword, and the pure Taoist Qi forced the terrifying skeleton back.
Ji Ruchen seized the gap, broke through the siege of ghosts, and went straight to the Nether Sword King with his sword. The Nether Sword King knew that this sword was not like a small river, so he did not dare to take it forcefully, so he ducked away. Unexpectedly, Ji Ruchen was eager to save her son, but Wanxia Guizhen was not fully used, and she did not use any force at all. Instead, she used the force to twist her body in the air and went straight to Mei Ji. At the critical moment, she , saved Xiaohu.
Ji Ruchen hurriedly pulled Xiaohu over, looked him up and down, and found that he was not injured, then angrily scolded: "You kid! Why are you like this-"
Before she finished speaking, Ji Ruchen suddenly felt a figure speeding towards Jiang Xiaohu in the woods. She pulled Jiang Xiaohu behind her. The body technique was extremely fast. In an instant, he was in front of her, and he raised his knife and struck down on his head. Ji Ruchen hurriedly parried with his sword. Unexpectedly, the sword was a false move. The man's blade turned, and the sharp blade turned towards Xuan Yi.
Ji Ruchen knew that Xuan Yi was seriously injured and hurriedly drew his sword to meet the man's sword. Seeing that Ji Ruchen's moves were old, the man suddenly used the palm of his left hand as a knife and struck at Ji Ruchen's chest. This move changed so quickly that Ji Ruchen was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest.
Ji Ruchen felt a hot energy entering her bones. She took a few steps back to stabilize her body. Then she couldn't bear it anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood. After the man succeeded with one move, he actually went to catch Jiang Xiaohu. Xuanyi pulled Xiaohu over, then used up the last of his true energy to turn lightning into the palm of his hand and strike at the door of the man's face. The man swayed, and while dodging the force of the palm, he shot out a poisonous needle like lightning, hitting Xuan Yi in the chest. Then, after a few ups and downs, the man came to the side of Netherworld Sword King.
Xuan Yi knew that the flying needle must be poisonous, so he immediately sealed his acupuncture points with his true energy. Ji Ruchen also came behind Xuan Yi. Although she was hit by a palm, her vital parts were not hurt. Xuan Yi looked up and down at the man who had just attacked. He was also dressed in black, wearing a mask, and the sword in his hand was faintly cold, very mysterious.
Xuan Yi nodded slightly, just stared at the man in black in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency just attacked me and Junior Sister Ji with the Youhan Saber Intention and Chai Feng Wang Yue Step that I sent. The Ice Blade in your hand was practiced. It’s the usual Zhenqi. My sect’s techniques have never been passed on to anyone else, unless... with your skills and the rare talent of fellow practitioners Leng and Hot, you must be Xuanwu, the youngest among the four great envoys of the Witch Clan!"
The man was startled for a moment, then sneered and said: "Elder Xuanyi has great eyesight! I am Zheng Xuanwu! Your disciple of Xiaoyao Sect is sanctimonious, shameless, and does not follow the right path. You should have expected this end!"
Xuan Yi coughed heavily first, and then calmed down for a while before asking: "The Xiaoyao Sect has a close relationship with the Wu Clan, otherwise how would you be able to practice Xiaoyao's true method. The matter between Senior Brother Xuanxi and Suzaku is destined." , the elders of the Wu Clan have also let go of the past, why do you have the right to pester them endlessly. Now, you are just seeking revenge for your own selfish desires, and you are also associated with such monsters, which has really ruined the reputation of the Wu Clan. No wonder. , even if your identity is discovered, you don’t dare to show your true face!”
"You!" Xuanwu couldn't refute Xuanyi's accusation for a moment. But I heard the Nether Sword King say in a cold voice: "Brother Xuanwu, there is no need to argue with him. Let's subdue them first and then make plans!" Before Xuanwu could answer, the Nether Sword King said to Jitian: "Jitian, you first Go help Long Yang deal with Yuan Xiaoai!"
"Yes!" Jitian agreed and turned into a black energy and went straight to Yuan Xiaoai. Xuan Yi and Ji Ruchen wanted to help, but in the current situation, they were unable to help. Seeing Jitian flying towards Yuan Xiaoai, Xuanyi and Ji Ruchen were extremely anxious.
Jitian came to Yuan Xiaoai's side, raised his sword and joined the battle circle, and joined forces with Long Yang to attack Yuan Xiaoai. Jitian's sword was deadly and he attacked Yuan Xiaoai's vitals, trying to kill him with the sword. Under the double attack, Yuan Xiaoai gradually felt that he had no power to fight back. He could only use the same move again and give it a try. However, this time he was even more secretive. He used the true method silently, poured all seven sword energies into the sword body, and seized the gap to stab Jitian with his sword.
Jitian raised his sword to resist, but he never expected that seven sword auras would suddenly appear, and the sharp sword auras would go straight towards his vitals. With such a close distance, Jitian barely dodged three sword qi, and the remaining four sword qi hit his chest. The body's protective energy was broken after resisting two sword qi, and the other two sword qi passed through his body. Jitian hurriedly dodged and managed to avoid the vital point, but he still vomited blood and was seriously injured.
But Yuan Xiaoai used up all his energy with this blow. Seeing that his senior brother was injured, Long Yang stabbed Yuan Xiaoai with his sword. Yuan Xiaoai no longer had the strength to escape, so she could only close her eyes and wait for death. Unexpectedly, Long Yang's dagger missed by half a point and hit Yuan Xiaoai on the shoulder. Severe pain came, and Yuan Xiao groaned sadly. Long Yang pulled out his dagger, and Yuan Xiaoai swayed and almost fell into the air. He barely controlled his body and stared at Long Yang, unable to figure out why she spared his life.
At this time, the giant python finally found an opportunity, jumped up, opened its bloody mouth, and came straight towards Yuan Xiaoai, wanting to swallow him. At this moment, a deep voice was heard: "You evil beast, don't hurt anyone!"
A ray of golden light shot down, hitting the giant python, and a hole was poked in the body of the giant python. The giant python was in pain, curled up in one place, and fell into the water again. Long Yang was shocked. No one in the field could hurt the giant python so seriously. This person's cultivation level was definitely not comparable to his own. Her figure was fluttering and she had already stepped aside.
As a melodious Sanskrit sound came, a golden lotus appeared in the sky in the distance. The golden lotus floated over very quickly and was in front of everyone in the blink of an eye. I saw two people standing on the golden lotus, one old and one young. The old man was wearing a white cassock, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his chest. His beard and hair were all white, but he was handsome and majestic. His face was slightly wrinkled, and he had kind eyebrows and kind eyes. At first glance, he was an enlightened monk.
The person who came was none other than Xinjue, a senior monk from Fanyin Temple. Xinjue held a wooden sword in his right hand. The dark red sword was covered with Buddhist mantras. To his left stood a boy of about ten years old. The boy was indeed dressed in a layman's attire. He was wearing a gray robe and was very simple. But he is very good-looking, and despite his young age, he has a handsome face and a talented person. I saw that his eyes were alert and he was watching everything happening below. He was not afraid at all, but full of curiosity.
The old man and the young man came to Yuan Xiaoai's side. Seeing that Yuan Xiaoai was injured, the old monk first helped him seal the acupoints of the wound, and then injected a stream of pure Buddhist energy into his body. Yuan Xiaoai suddenly felt that the true energy in his body was flowing freely and smoothly, and he was overjoyed. He bowed deeply to the old monk and said, "Disciple thanks the master for saving his life!"
The old monk returned the salute with his hands folded, recited the Buddha's name, and said with a pleasant face: "Young knight is not more polite than you are. The old monk is from the Fanyin Temple. I saw that the young knight knows how to 'break seven stars with one sword' at such a young age. It is really rare. It’s rare…”
Yuan Xiaoai saw that the old monk recognized his own skills at a glance, and he admired him even more. He wanted to ask for advice, but the old monk waved his hand and said: "Young hero, there is no need to say anything at this time. Let's defend the enemy together first!" "He nodded to the boy next to him. The boy immediately understood, took out a pill from his robe, handed it to Yuan Xiaoai, and said, "Senior brother, this is the holy healing medicine of Fanyin Temple. Please take it, senior brother. Senior brother’s injuries are definitely not serious!”
Yuan Xiaoai took the pill and took it, cupped her hands and said, "Thank you so much, junior brother." The boy returned the greeting, "Senior brother, you're welcome, just ask me to read it often." Yuan Xiaoai thanked him again, and the three of them came together. Go to Xuan Yi and Ji Ruchen. The two wanted to greet each other, but Xinjue waved his hands to indicate that it was not necessary, and then turned to look at the Netherworld Sword King and the others. At this time, Xuanwu had quietly left, leaving only Nether Sword King, Jitian, Long Yang and the charming Mei Ji. Behind them, there were more than a dozen demon sect disciples, holding sharp blades and looking at them eagerly.
The Nether Sword King spoke first and asked, "This must be Master Xinjue from Fanyin Temple, right?"
Xinjue first looked at the corpses on the ground, then looked at the Netherworld Sword King and his group, clasped his hands in return, and said: "This poor monk is Xinjue. Netherworld Benefactor, how come you have done so many killings in vain! You are not afraid of suffering after death." What about the pain of hell?”
The Nether Sword King laughed "Haha" and said: "Master, why did you say this? You and I are each our own masters, and we should fight for the rise and fall of the sect! Besides, there are also disciples of my Xuanyin Hall among the corpses on the ground. Those who commit murders can be killed. It's not just me. I won't be the only one." As he spoke, he looked at Xuan Yi behind Xin Jue, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Mei Ji suddenly covered her face and smiled, and said in a charming voice: "Brother Sword King, now is not the time to reminisce about the past. Since the eminent monk of Fanyin Temple has also arrived, in my opinion, let's fight quickly! Let's take a look at your Nine Spirit Sacred Tree. Can the sword kill my spiritual pet?"
Meiji recited a spell, pointed at the river, and a purple light shot into the river. The giant python jumped up from the river again, opened its bloody mouth, and looked at everyone. The area injured by the Nine Spirit Divine Wood Sword was still mostly healed, but this time it left a scar.
A look of surprise flashed across Xinjue's face, and he said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect this evil beast to be so powerful. It actually has a body of water spirit and can heal itself when exposed to water!"
Mei Ji smiled and said: "It's easy to say. As long as there is a trace of my spiritual pet left, it can recover on its own when exposed to water. The little girl has always heard that the true Buddhist teachings of Fanyin Temple are pure and powerful, and she is the nemesis of demons and demons like us! I don't know. Can you give me a lesson today?"
Xinjue frowned and did not answer, but he hesitated in his heart, thinking to himself: "Even if this fierce god can recover when exposed to water, I can kill it. However, that will take time and energy. Right now, Both Xuan Yi and Ji Ruchen seem to be injured, and the other party has so many strong hands that it may be difficult to protect them both at once!"
While hesitating, she suddenly heard Mei Ji say again: "Master, I am worried about the two people behind you. Master, please don't worry, we will take care of this worry for you!" After saying that, she laughed "haha" stand up. Several people around her also looked proud, as if they were sure of victory.
At this moment, another burst of sound came from the sky. Everyone looked up and saw two red lights streaking across the sky, but they were two people flying towards them on swords. The person in front is slender, wearing a red and white Taoist robe, with a white ancient jade on his waist. The sword is carried on his back. He has a fair complexion, a pair of bright eyes shining with cold light, two curved eyebrows like a crescent moon, and a beard like a crescent moon. He has a halberd, white teeth and white lips, and is full of heroism. Following closely behind is a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, also dressed in Taoist attire, but this man is dressed in white, with a majestic body, a majestic appearance, a face like a crown jade, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. At first glance, he is a dragon among men. .
I could only hear the voice of the person in front of me, like a loud bell, shouting: "Who are you, you evildoer? Are you so wanton and deceiving me?"
As soon as the words fell, both of them fell beside Xinjue. The man in front sheathed his sword, raised his hand to Xinjue and said, "Senior brother Xinjue, I'm late, please pray for atonement!" It was Jiang Tianrui, the elder of the Tiangang Sword Sect, and Wei Xinglan, the third generation disciple.
