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"Hmph, as expected of being the leader of a faction, he still has a bit of kung fu, unlike those incompetent people who are vulnerable to a single blow."

A smile appeared on the corner of Lingkong Sword Immortal's mouth.

Facing the elders of the Huayu Sect just now, he was almost like chopping melons and vegetables. Although it was fun, it was really boring.

At this moment, I finally found such a cultivator who can make me a little more serious.

The expression on his face was finally no longer so dull.

He opened his mouth and said, "Then fellow daoist, take my second sword!"

Before he finished speaking, the flying sword hanging in front of him stabbed in the air.

This thorn is nothing special.

It is by no means a rare unique skill.

It's just a very common sword control technique.

However, Master Qingyu felt a great crisis.

Even though the flying sword was still more than ten feet away, he felt a stabbing pain between his brows and an inexplicable premonition.

No matter how he dodged, he couldn't avoid this sword.

The corners of Master Qingyu's mouth turned bitter.

Half-step Mahayana is already so difficult to deal with, so what about the real Mahayana?

As for the old monsters in that realm, there are two in Wuyue Immortal Palace.

Thoughts flashed through my mind like lightning, but there was no time to think about them now.

There was a roar in his ears.

"Brother, be careful!"

"Hide!"

However, these voices seemed a little trance.

The flying sword tore through the air, and with lightning speed, it had already bumped into the Tai Chi diagram blocking him.

There was no sound that could be called a loud noise, only a ray of spiritual light spread in front of him like a scorching sun.

The light wasn't too dazzling, but the huge spiritual pressure that made people almost breathless made everyone's hearts seem to be suspended in mid-air.

Qingguang Liuli's Taiji diagram has long since become tattered.

But the flying sword did not weaken, and continued to stab at the heart of Master Qingyu.

However, the head of the Huayu Sect at this time did not hide, he just felt like thunder exploding in his ears, buzzing, and a trace of bright red blood flowed out of his ears.

The whole person is in a state of bewilderment.

"Master!"

"Hide away!"

...

As bystanders, all the disciples around Lin Xiaoyao exclaimed.

Because they were far away, they were not affected, but they could see clearly. However, facing this situation, they seemed to be helpless.

Everyone's eyes were tearing apart, and they hoped that some of the masters and uncles could save the Venerable Sect Leader, but they were disappointed.

The chief elders are all overwhelmed.

What's more, even if he can make a move, who can save someone from a half-step Mahayana?

Seeing that Daoist Qingyu was about to splatter five steps with blood and be beheaded in front of all his disciples.

At this moment, there was a scene that made all the disciples unbelievable and unforgettable for a lifetime.

Even the ancestors of Lian Xuanqi were helpless, but at this critical moment, someone stood up.

I saw her slender figure and peerless appearance.

The whole body seemed to be shrouded in a faint mist.

It was the fairy in the cloud that all the male disciples in this sect admired and intoxicated for.

That unattainable goddess, that young woman who has only been a beginner for more than ten years, at this moment when everyone is helpless.

She stretched out her hand suddenly, thrust out a sword, and stabbed Feijian's sword, apparently to rescue the sect leader.

But... this is too presumptuous!

"Zhiyan!"

The hearts of everyone in the Huayu Sect raised their throats again.

As if seeing this woman, Xiang Xiaoyu died in front of him.

Many male disciples were even hot-headed. If they weren't too far away, they would have rushed forward desperately to be the flower protectors.

Of course, if they really have the opportunity to do that, it will be a perfect interpretation of what it means to be a car with a mantis' arms.

But then, an incredible scene appeared.

When the two swords touched, Fairy Yunzhong was intact as before, she didn't even move her footsteps, but the mighty Lingkong Sword Immortal knelt down all of a sudden.

Yes, kneel down.

This is not a description.

The other party really knelt down on the ground with a plop.

There is horror on the face.

This change happened so suddenly that everyone around was stunned.

The monks from Wuyue Immortal Palace and Huayu Sect who had been fighting together just now stopped their hands in a daze, and someone rubbed their eyes.

Some people pinched their thighs hard.

Without him, everyone thought they were wrong!

Just now, Lingkong Sword Immortal was still looking down, arrogant.

For the monks of the Huayu Sect, from the head master to the heads, few people can take the next blow when facing him.

So this scene in front of me is really surprising.

Some people even wondered, is this volleying sword fairy going to perform some powerful and weird stunts?

But who has ever heard that there is any supernatural power that requires kneeling to the enemy?

Are you afraid you are kidding me?

Is this to laugh the enemy to death?

Ling Kong Sword Immortal did not laugh.

At this moment he was in great fear.

From the sword just now, he felt a lofty and infinite sword intent.

compare yourself to each other.

It's as small as an ant.

No, not even ants are worthy, just like the gap between the vast ocean and a small drop of water.

In his eyes at this moment, what he was facing was no longer a small Golden Core cultivator, but a mortal who dared not look directly in front of a god.

He felt the trembling from the soul, the fear engraved in his bones.

So, almost instinctively, he chose to kneel down.

There is no more pride in my heart. As a sword cultivator, this great existence in front of me is not something I can contend with.

And when the matter developed to this point, it was obviously out of everyone's imagination and control.

Everyone, you look at me, and I look at you, all with a confused face.

However, at this moment, a blue light flew up.

"Crack!"

Like a long whale fetching water, he had already chopped off the head of the lingkong sword fairy, but the other party was in a daze, neither resisting nor hiding.

It's just like this.

It was Qingyu real person who shot.

As the leader of a faction, his character is indeed good, so he was also the first one to wake up among the bystanders.

But even so, he didn't expect to be able to succeed.

That mighty half-step Mahayana, at this moment, is like an ordinary mortal who has lost his soul.

Master Qingyu couldn't help but take a deep look at Su Zhiyan, this girl might not be as simple as having outstanding talent.

But at this moment, there are more important things to do, so I don't care about it.

Soon, the shouts of killing reappeared, the magic weapon collided in mid-air, beams of light passed through the air, and the immortal cultivators of Huayuzong and Wuyue Immortal Palace once again fought against each other.

Things have come to this point, they have no choice.

Either you die or I live.

The enemy must be killed here.