Immortal Road

Main text Chapter 833 Hard fight

Sanyi's idea coincided with Ishikawa's.

"Master, what should we do now?" Sanyi looked a little nervous, he was very worried. The consequences of the spiritual array being occupied or damaged by someone are very serious.

And with their current strength, they may not be the opponent of Yunjin Sect.

"Kill them all!" Sansan said viciously: "The spiritual herbs that we have spent several years cultivating must not be taken away by others."

"Old San, please be patient and listen to the arrangement of the master. I believe the master will definitely find a way." Saner thought about Sansan's words.

Ishikawa pondered for a moment and said: "Keep going and return to the sect."

Everyone was stunned at first, and immediately understood what Ishikawa meant.

More than two hundred people, in a mighty manner, walked towards the direction of the spiritual array.

After reaching the mountain gate, going forward, it is a relatively flat road. Whether looking from the bottom up or from the top down, it is very clear.

The cultivators in the spiritual array must have seen Ishikawa's whereabouts.

When Ishikawa and others reached the middle of the mountain, a cultivator flew away with a flying sword.

I saw a green light flashing from Ishikawa's sleeves, and a green light flew out. In just a moment, the person who was fleeing fell to the ground.

There was a confusion in Ishikawa's eyes, as if this matter had nothing to do with Ishikawa.

Everyone around was full of horror.

Especially Canyi, he originally thought that Ishikawa was just a cultivator in the foundation-building period, but seeing Ishikawa's move today. The cultivation seems to be no lower than that of a cultivator in the golden elixir period.

Among these foundation-building cultivators. Perhaps only Canqi knew a little bit. When he was with Ishikawa that day, a strange old man said a very simple sentence to Ishikawa, which made Ishikawa undergo earth-shaking changes. The powerful aura emanating from his body made him unforgettable for a long time.

In addition to being shocked, everyone was also relieved. With Ishikawa's profound cultivation, there was naturally no need to be afraid.

Cansan shouted angrily and flew away with a flying sword. Rushed forward.

The others followed closely.

But Canyi did not follow. He looked back at the Qi training disciples and said, "Everyone, stay where you are and don't run around. Wait until the uncles kill the bandits before we move forward."

It was not until this time that Ishikawa came to his senses. Qingguang's attack to kill that man just now seemed to be an instinctive reaction, and Ishikawa didn't have a chance to think about it at all.

But since this person is dead, Ishikawa won't think too much.

Seeing Canyi's approach, Ishikawa was also satisfied. This Canyi was not reckless, did not pursue merit, and acted very steadily. He was capable of great tasks.

The death of the foundation-building cultivator who flew away on the sword made the cultivators in the spiritual power formation extremely horrified.

But when they carefully checked, they found that there were only a few foundation-building cultivators among the more than 200 people who came, and they relaxed a little.

"Which sect are you from? How dare you break into my Yunjin Sect's important place?" More than a dozen Yunjin Sect foundation-building cultivators gathered together and scolded coldly.

"This place has been the land of our Caoyun Sect since ancient times. How could it be called the territory of your Yunjin Sect?" Can San shouted angrily: "Fellow disciples, stop talking nonsense with these people!"

"There are still so many people in Caoyu Sect?" Before the other cultivator could figure it out, Can San had already rushed over. He sacrificed himself to break into it.

He cast a series of golden spells in his hands, and the green light on the sword light flickered.

"You dare to be so arrogant in the early stage of foundation building?" A cultivator in the late stage of foundation building on the other side turned out a big seal, shone it on his head, and smashed it towards Can San.

Can San hurriedly used the sword light to resist. But it seemed that he could not resist and was about to fall. He retreated more than ten steps backward, his face pale.

"You dare to be so arrogant with brute force?" Seeing that Can San's strength was so weak, the other party laughed jokingly.

"Die!" Can San didn't care about the actions of his fellow disciples beside him, and rushed forward again, with a fearless intention.

"Bang!" This time, the huge palm print hit the left chest of San San. San San was like a fallen leaf, and was knocked dozens of feet away, spitting blood and fainting.

Seeing this scene, Ishikawa kept shaking his head.

This San San was really a bit brave but not wise. If he hadn't risked his life, how could the opponent hurt him so easily?

However, Ishikawa could also see clearly that the disciples of the San generation could not fight against the Yunjin Sect cultivators at all.

The disciples of the Yunjin Sect not only had an advantage in number, but also their cultivation was mostly in the middle and late stages of foundation building. Even the spiritual weapons they used were far superior to those of the Caoyu Sect disciples.

"The Cao Sect has always produced trash. If those two trashes hadn't died last time, they should have had a companion soon!" The middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator in the lead laughed loudly: "My fellow disciples, you must not hurt their lives. Just injure them. If we take these laborers back, the sect will definitely be seriously injured."

"Haha, Senior Brother Liao is right. Anyway, I'm bored here, so I might as well play with these trash."

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The Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Cao Yu Sect clenched their fists, and their hatred increased sharply, but the opponent's cultivation was far superior to theirs, and there was no chance of winning this battle.

And those Qi training disciples began to panic when they saw this scene.

They didn't expect that the sect they joined was so weak. Before they officially entered the sect, they encountered this disaster of extermination.

"Sect Master!" Canyi shouted softly, and he placed all his hopes on Ishikawa.

"Kill!" Ishikawa only said one word, and like thunder, the whole mountain roared.

"Kill!" Shen Er shouted: "Use the method taught by the sect leader!"

Shen Yiye took up the flying sword and flew away.

"Sect Master, we also want the sect to contribute our strength!" A disciple in the Qi training period actually stood up.

Ishikawa had some impressions of this person. Although this person's qualifications were average, he was the most diligent in practicing among all the disciples. In one year, he actually reached the fifth level of Qi training period.

"Brothers, if you have the courage, follow me!"

These fifteen-year-old dolls. With one call and a hundred responses, dozens of people soon rushed towards the battle.

These dolls have just entered the world of cultivation and have no idea of ​​the huge difference between themselves and the monks in the foundation-building stage.

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At this time, the field was already in chaos, and the Yunjin Sect monks and Caoyu Sect monks were fighting together.

Of course, the Yunjin Sect monks had a huge advantage, but they didn't want to kill each other, so their attacks were not considered vicious, but even so. Most of the Caoyu Sect monks also suffered serious injuries.

Ishikawa watched all this coldly. Wen thought unmoved and seemed to have no intention of taking action.

One sword, one blow! Blood spilled! Roar!

A hazy red suddenly appeared in front of Ishikawa's eyes, and the red almost completely covered Ishikawa's pupils.

The view before my eyes. All turned blood red.

"State of mind! State of mind!" Ishikawa muttered silently, and a light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The blood in front of him gathered into a drop of blood, gathered at the center of Ishikawa's eyebrows, and finally condensed out.

In front of Ishikawa's eyes, it turned into a slender slice like a willow leaf.

"Whoosh!" Willow Ye flew out.

"Pfft!" A monk from the Yunjin Sect had blood flowing out of his throat like a pillar, with an incredible look in his eyes.

"Poof", "poof" and "poof", the three of them all felt a slight numbness in their necks and fell to the ground.

"There is a golden elixir stage monk!" Someone shouted.

The faces of the Yunjin Sect monks all showed horror, just a quarter of an hour ago. Their advantage was still huge, but in an instant, all the advantages were gone, and the four of them were already dead.

Unless he is a monk at the Golden Core stage, how could he have such strength?

The red blood blade like a willow leaf, like a phantom, passed by the backs of four or five people in an instant, leaving no one alive wherever it passed.

"Senior, senior, spare your life!" the middle-aged man in the lead. Seeing that he could no longer escape, he simply stopped running and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

At this time, the group of disciples in the Qi training period. But we just arrived at the battlefield.

Within dozens of feet, the mountain soil was stained with blood. The smell of blood made many people afraid to look at him.

"What are you afraid of?" Shen Yi yelled angrily: "Our Caoyu Sect will inevitably experience such a war in the future!"

Those foundation-building monks were not seriously injured, but they all stood up with help.

Ishikawa, on the other hand, leisurely led the remaining Qi-training disciples over.

Shen San reluctantly opened his eyes and saw the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, full of anger. If he could stand up, he would have rushed up to him.

"Meet the sect master!"

When Ishikawa approached, everyone knelt down.

It was only now that they discovered Ishikawa's true strength.

Thousands of miles away, killing people in the air calmly, this was something they had heard of when they were young.

Although Shen Yi and others have already established a foundation, apart from manipulating flying swords and mastering some magic arts, they have very little experience. Even to this day, they have not experienced any battles at all.

Seeing Ishikawa's profound method, everyone was shocked.

"Anyone who offends our Caoyu Sect will be killed!" Ishikawa shouted coldly.

"Kill!" Hundreds of voices shouted in unison.

The middle-aged man trembled and whispered: "I beg you, senior, to spare my life."

"Give me a reason not to kill you!" Ishikawa snorted coldly.

"The junior is willing to work hard from now on and obey the orders of the senior!" the middle-aged man said hurriedly, and after finishing speaking, he continued: "The senior must want to know the whereabouts of Yunjin Sect and the two monks stationed here. The junior is willing to give me one or five The answer is ten, I just ask senior to spare my life!"

"Sect Master, don't listen to him, this kind of person should be killed without mercy!" Shen San said angrily in a weak voice.

The big seal of this person just now caused Shen San to suffer a lot.

"Shen San, don't be rude to the sect master!" Shen Yi scolded hurriedly.

"Although the junior had a battle with fellow Taoists just now, he did not kill anyone! The junior is also willing to atone for his sins and remedy the matter. If the senior agrees, the junior is willing to join the Caoyu Sect and swear a poisonous oath to fight against the Caoyu Sect. Unfailing loyalty.”

The middle-aged man said hastily, he was extremely nervous at the moment. The rest of the Yunjin Sect monks died tragically on the spot. He never wanted to die, so he said everything he could think of, just to save his own life.

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