Taiping Inn

As long as Zi Huang cuts off the Dragon Binding Rope, Qing Jiao will be able to break free and regain his freedom.

Qing Jiao seemed to have sensed the arrival of his "wife" and was shaking more and more.

Bai Chou Qiu had a hard time.

The power of the two flying swords did not need to be explained in words, but he no longer had a second Dragon Binding Rope. According to his calculations, the Dragon Binding Rope would trap the flying sword for an incense stick of time, which was enough for the three of them to join forces to kill it. Who would have thought that this person had a second flying sword! ?

He could only watch Zi Huang turn into a purple sword light and fall on the Dragon Binding Rope, and cooperate with the constantly shaking Qing Jiao inside and outside, causing the valuable Dragon Binding Rope to break into pieces.

Qing Jiao was freed from the trap and was no longer bound.

The spiritual Qing Jiao was extremely angry, trembling non-stop, thirsty for blood.

Following the thought of its master Li Xuandu, the green dragon turned into a shocking green long rainbow sword light, piercing Gu Fengxian and forcing the warrior who used the Goshawk Transformation to retreat.

The purple phoenix was not as violent as the blue phoenix, but appeared and disappeared, floating among the wooden figures like a koi swimming among the lotus leaves in a lotus pond.

After a while, the movements of these wooden figures all stopped abruptly, and they were all pierced through the eyebrows by a sword. After the spiritual light at the eyebrows disappeared, the talismans engraved on their bodies also began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a pile of dead wood, no longer showing any spirituality.

Gu Fengxian's body was erratic, constantly dodging the flying sword green dragon, and he was in danger several times. He was cut by the green dragon with several wounds on his body, and his bones were almost visible, and he was in a miserable state.

He glanced at Li Xuandu who was concentrating on controlling the sword not far away. The two seemed to be close to each other, but in fact, they were as far apart as the world. He had already decided to retreat.

Bai Chouqiu put one hand behind his back, and strokes appeared in his palm. According to some specific weirdness, they spread by themselves, as if an invisible pen slowly drew talismans on his palm, which appeared and disappeared from time to time.

A trap that was thought to be a sure thing ended up in such a miserable situation with heavy casualties.

The young man who was only in the Baodan realm was still unscathed, which was undoubtedly the biggest irony for them.

However, he was not one of those young people who wanted to die after losing a battle. At this time, he no longer thought about the word "win or lose", but how to protect himself safely. For them, the old Jianghu who have been walking in the Jianghu for many years, living is the greatest truth.

The reason why he did not retreat immediately was because the situation was not completely out of control. After all, the key to this siege was not them, but the two Xiantian masters outside the door. As long as Chen Guhong could defeat the swordsman named Hu Liang, even if he still had two flying swords in his hand, he would still be dead.

Li Xuandu also understood this principle.

He waved his sleeves, and the flying sword Zihuang suddenly swept towards Gu Fengxian, while the flying sword Qingjiao that was chasing Gu Fengxian turned to Bai Chouqiu.

He obviously didn't want both of them to stay here.

Gu Fengxian clapped his palms in succession, slightly blocking the flying sword Zihuang with the palm force of splitting the air, and said loudly: "This time we are rude, I hope you will let us go for the sake of Qingluan Guard. For this, we are willing to offer you ten thousand taels of silver to apologize to you. If you have other instructions, we are also willing to do it."

Li Xuandu, who had been walking in the rivers and lakes for a long time, ignored this and just concentrated on controlling the flying sword.

Gu Fengxian was also a decisive person. He had been paying attention to Li Xuandu's expression. Seeing that he was indifferent, he immediately made a decision. He fought hard and was pierced in the lower abdomen by the purple phoenix. The green wings behind him flapped, and the whole person broke through the wall and fled outside.

The mysterious thing about the goshawk transformation is that the pair of wings behind it can make a person fly off the ground for a short time. Gu Fengxian himself is a person with excellent light body kung fu, but in a blink of an eye, he had jumped over the wall and disappeared.

Li Xuandu frowned and did not drive the sword to chase him. Instead, he made the purple phoenix stab Bai Chouqiu again.

Bai Chouqiu is not a warrior. If he is given some time, he can also escape from here. However, under the relentless pressure of the green dragon, he has no time at all. Moreover, he and Gu Fengxian originally joined forces. Even if they could not do anything to Li Xuandu, at least they could protect themselves temporarily. Now that Gu Fengxian has escaped, it is difficult for him to end it peacefully when he is the only one left.

Bai Chouqiu raised his head and looked in the direction where Gu Fengxian had disappeared before. Finally, he looked down at the talisman on his palm that could no longer be completed and smiled bitterly.

He knew that he would die today, and his emotions were extremely complicated. He had resentment and unwillingness, as well as some kind of enlightenment that he had had since the first day he entered the martial arts world.

Once you enter the martial arts world, you are responsible for your own life and death, and you have no choice. The young men and women of the martial arts world will eventually drown in these rivers and lakes.

The old man was no longer obsessed with finishing the talisman on his palm that opened the Yin-Yang Gate, but used all the energy in his body, almost burning and boiling, and strode forward, as if he was going to fight Li Xuandu to the death, or even die together.

With his cultivation close to the innate realm, it was not a foolish dream to want to do this.

Li Xuandu took back the Green Dragon and the Purple Phoenix, and let the two swords slowly circle around him, and said, "Are you going to die wholeheartedly?"

Before he finished speaking.

Li Xuandu stretched out two fingers to pinch the Green Dragon, and then flicked his fingers.

The sound of a sword was like a dragon's roar.

The green dragon suddenly shot out.

It pierced through the old man's heart.

The green dragon was nailed into the wall behind the old man.

After successfully piercing the old man's heart, the green dragon rang its sword happily, like a thirsty person who finally drank a mouthful of clear spring water, which not only quenched his thirst, but also tasted particularly sweet and delicious.

But the old man was not dead yet, and he was still rushing towards Li Xuandu.

Li Xuandu stretched out his finger and flicked it again.

The purple phoenix shot out again in the same way.

It gently pierced the old man's eyebrows.

Countless sword qi exploded in the old man's cranial orifice.

The old man stopped immediately, and black blood slowly flowed out of his seven orifices, and then scarlet blood oozed out of the pores of his entire face.

Li Xuandu did not look at the old man who had died. He waved his sleeves, and the two flying swords flew into his sleeves like tired birds returning to their nests, and then the purple and green strange phenomena in the sleeves disappeared.

Li Xuandu shook his sleeves and took a long breath. The qi in his body rose and fell like the tide, and gradually calmed down.

This time he successfully killed two Xuanyuan Realm masters, firstly because he took them by surprise, and secondly because the three of them had their own plans. If they were not afraid of life and death and worked together, then even if Li Xuandu had one more flying sword, he would not be able to reverse the situation.

But there are not so many ifs in the world. People gather for profit and disperse for profit. The fact that the three of them are not united is not necessarily more terrible than Qian Xing who fights to the death.