A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding is far enough away.

Their battle was uninterrupted.

In a short period of time, several more moves were passed, and Wu Makong was beaten back repeatedly. The energy in his body was shaken and scattered. He was not as good as Li Qingyun in his understanding of 'situation'.

With the help of Song Qing, who is ranked ninth on the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking, his situation is getting worse and worse.

Not only that, during the delay, the disciples of Qingniu Palace and the Red Armored Cavalry from all directions wiped out the forces such as the Divine Sword Society that had colluded with Zhendong Marquis, and began to gather here quickly.

"Wu Makong, just surrender and capture him. I will plead for you in front of Master and save your life."

Li Qingyun flapped his palms at the same time, sticking them together and releasing them. Two completely different energies enveloped Wu Makong one after another, as if a big millstone was pressing down on him. His body was deformed, his face was flushed, and he had suffered internal injuries.

"die!"

Wu Makong shouted low and dodged Song Qing's sword energy. The black and gray inner energy gathered in his fingers, cold and eerie, and moved towards Li Qingyun's face.

"If it doesn't work, that's it."

Li Qingyun shook his head, showing a little solemnity, and slapped his palms in succession. The four violent palm winds in front and back shattered the Yin Shen's finger strength, wrapping Wu Makong front and back, and his figure was stagnant.

He took one last look at the young man who was second only to him in the world, and struck Wu Makong on the chest with a palm as fast as lightning.

Jiang Ding showed interest.

"Brother, be careful!"

Song Qing's complexion suddenly changed.

Behind the wall that Wu Makong kept retreating to, a white sword with the shadow of flowers stabbed out from the back quickly.

In the middle of the sword, a transparent blur formed into ten sword energy flowers of different colors. During the high-speed rotation, the air was continuously cut, and a terrifying aura spread outwards.

‘Ten Flower Sword Immortal’ has thousands of words!

He didn't know when he concealed his body and hid here, using the dignity of an innate senior to sneak attack on a junior on the Dragon and Phoenix Ranking!

"Taoist Qing and Ku Shi are unwilling to dig out Qingyi Tower and find the real culprit who killed my son, then I will kill your disciples and fully understand how I feel now!"

Wan Qianyu's long gray hair fluttered in the wind, and his face was ferocious.

Li Qingyun's complexion also changed.

In a hurry, he quickly changed his palms, and slapped the ten colorful flowers behind him with two violent palms. He couldn't gather all his inner energy, but he was able to smash six rotating flowers with sword energy in a row.

"My son was once such a talented young man..."

The hatred in Wan Qianyu's eyes became even stronger, and the remaining four sword energy flowers shot straight at Li Qingyun's back. The flower stamens were sharp and rotated at high speed, easily piercing the inner energy shield and robe, and seeping into the flesh and blood.

"ah!"

Li Qingyun screamed, bursting out the energy in his body, pushing out his palms again, barely blocking the two sharp stamens, and ran away crazily into the distance.

"escape?"

Wan Qianyu sneered, and thrust out a sword, piercing the air silently. In terms of speed and sharpness, it far exceeded the previous sword energy flower, and it reached Li Qingyun's back in an instant.

With the dignity of a congenital strong man to attack sneakily and attack with all his strength, this person is proud enough.

"Brother!"

Song Qing was horrified and couldn't do anything. He turned around and wanted to run away, but saw a cold black shadow blocking him in front of him, with black and gray fingers piercing hard.

"Friend! Save me, Qingniu Palace will be grateful!"

Song Qing was pierced by several lines of sword energy. In shock, he quickly shouted in the direction that Li Qingyun pointed out just now. The other party must be capable of sneaking in here silently.

But I saw that there was no one there.

"A genius whose qualifications far exceed mine may be about to perish here..."

At another corner, Jiang Ding admired it quietly.

As for rescuing, no matter what kind of rescuing, life in the jianghu, death in the jianghu, it is normal to kill others and be killed by others, all the righteous and evil ways are the same.

Keng!

The sound of a sword has a strong spiritual connotation.

Jiang Ding seemed to see a long sword soaring in the clouds. He pursued freedom all his life and never compromised, even until he was close to death.

"Is this... touching the threshold of sword intent?"

Jiang Ding's expression condensed.

This thing is not a blind spot in his knowledge. The so-called sword intention is that the souls of warriors and immortal cultivators have some kind of specialization in the way of swordsmanship, and their structures have undergone subtle changes, so that they can perform a certain kind of swordsmanship far better than warriors and immortal cultivators of the same level. .

This kind of person is also the first level of genius in the Immortal Sect outside the world.

As for the Immortal Sect, there are very few. The Immortal Sect only uses cold weapons as a way to cultivate sentiments and will not give birth to such a thing.

The phantom of the sword in front of me has this meaning.

After another careful look, a jade pendant around Li Qingyun's waist was shattered, and a shadow of sword energy flew out from it. It easily split open the sword that condensed all the innate innocence in thousands of words, and shot straight towards his throat.

"Taoist Qing!"

Under the shadow of sword energy, uncontrollable fear arose in Wan Qianyu's heart. Under life and death, he could only use his fingers as a sword. The innate true energy gathered all over his body, and he barely moved up a little while surrounded by the shadows of countless flowers.

The two collided, making a heartbreaking sound of metal friction, and the phantom of the depleted sword energy was finally blocked.

Without piercing her throat, it slashed diagonally across her body, narrowly opening a shallow wound on her chest, and large amounts of blood spilled out.

"Grandmaster..."

Wan Qianyu showed a look of fear and used his true energy to heal the wound. Fortunately, after being consumed many times, there was not much sword energy left in it, otherwise he would have died if he had just broken a little skin.

"Grandmaster?"

Jiang Ding stared at the disappearing sword energy shadow, feeling shocked in his heart.

"Ordinary innate warriors, if they are not kept away from each other to fly kites, can definitely pose a major threat to monks in the middle stage of Qi training, but the Grandmaster can almost kill them with a random sword energy from an unknown period of time."

"What is the strength of the Grandmaster?"

"Late stage of qi training? No, definitely more than that. He is definitely at the peak of qi training, and he is not a weakling among the peak qi training monks."

"What happened to make a warrior compare to the peak of Qi training?"

Jiang Ding thought in amazement, he no longer dared to underestimate the world's countless years of martial arts accumulation.

"If the imperial court wants to commit a crime, there are thousands of words to say here!"

The first batch of more than 20 red-armored cavalry finally arrived. Looking at the white-haired woman with a wound on her chest and blood spilled from her coat, the two eldest officers showed greed in their eyes.

Kill thousands of people who speak out, and make thousands of households a marquis!

"Raise the gun!!"

The risk was quickly ignored. The two commanders looked at each other, both yelled, their speed increased to the peak, the three-meter spear was raised high, and then tilted down.

"charge!"

More than 20 red-armored cavalry charged with their spears drawn. Their commanders were all above the Inner Qi realm, and all of their soldiers were highly accomplished in physical training. They were no worse than Chen Chen's elite soldiers.

The iron spear is like a forest, like a cage!

"court death!"

Wan Qianyu said indifferently.

The figure flashed, and at some point he came to the side of the charging red-armored cavalry. A sword energy surrounded by hundreds of flowers flashed past, and the heads of several soldiers were broken and thrown away, and blood sprayed.

The two great terrors quickly turned their horses and charged towards her, only to see that the person had disappeared. There were only sword auras filled with flowers in their peripheral vision, and their throats hurt.

"Her injuries are not that serious."

One of the chiefs thought in annoyance, his eyes gradually getting dark.

"escape!"

The remaining red-armored knights collapsed and fled in all directions, being killed one after another in a few breaths.

Yiqi panicked and broke through the wooden door on the street, revealing the two terrified brothers and sisters in the house.

"Hero, spare your life!"

"Get away!"

But the red-armored cavalry didn't even look at them. He ran past them and hit the back door.

A white sword roughly cut his throat, and his head was thrown away. Hot blood fell on the two brothers and sisters, making them cry.

"Sister, don't cry, this grandma is here to save us!"

The boy remained quite rational, covering his sister's mouth and looking flatteringly at the white-haired, wrinkled old woman in front of him, but her skin was as pink as a child's.

"Grandma? Who is Grandma?"

Wan Qianyu said indifferently, and slashed at two small heads with one sword.

"Two annoying little things, far less cute than You'er when he was a child."

call out!

A red flying sword appeared out of nowhere, and the hot sword energy swirled around, slashing away her long sword.

Wan Qianyu suddenly turned around.

In the distance, a down-and-out middle-aged swordsman was looking at him, his brows furrowed.