"Fight alone? I, Yi Meitian, can accept it. It's a pity that you are not qualified enough." Yi Meitian took a metal spear from a golden face beside him, raised it slightly, and aimed it at Cheng Dalei, who was seriously injured.

"If this Son continues to do this spear and you are not dead yet, then I can be extra merciful and don't want your life."

After saying that, the metal spear in Yi Meitian's hand began to condense his true energy and began to tremble.

After all, Yi Meitian's cultivation level is four or five small realms higher than Cheng Dalei, not to mention that his blood soul talent is extremely high, so his combat power is much stronger than the opponent.

At such a close distance, and Cheng Dalei was seriously injured, he would definitely hit the target with one blow.

Wen Tao and others' expressions changed.

Yi Meitian ignored them and waved his hand and suddenly rushed towards him with a sharp metal spear.

Cheng Dalei used his last strength to raise the wide sword and wanted to use the sword to flash the spear. Unfortunately, as soon as he took a step, his right ankle suddenly made a click and sat on the ground again.

The spear flew over and got closer to his eyes.

boom--!

A figure in blue fell from the sky, and with a wave of the green sword in his hand, he directly knocked the spear away.

Mu Yu Qingyi generally does not use the sword technique very much, but uses the green sword as a basic move, but has extremely outstanding power.

"Senior Sister!" Cheng Dalei was helped up. When he saw that Mu Yu Qingyi was coming, he was slightly stunned.

Mu Yu Qingyi is their real senior sister. After all, she is the chief of Beicang Jianfeng and the top of the sword list!

"Retreat." Mu Yu Qingyi asked Cheng Dalei to retreat, and Cheng Dalei went back obediently.

"What, are you going to interfere in this matter?" Yi Meitian stared at Mu Yu Qingyi and smiled coldly.

Mu Yu Qingyi said lightly: "After all, I am also the chief of the Sword Sect. If you lead someone to kill my disciples of the Sword Sect, how can I sit back and see?"

Yi Meitian said sarcastically: "I know your true identity. Although you didn't deliberately hide it, your master attaches great importance to the Dragon Gen of the Three Worlds. If you don't chase Ye Wuzhi, you will come to ruin my good deeds?"

Mu Yu Qingyi said, "I have my own way over Ye Wuzong. You don't have to worry about it. If you want to touch them, ask my sword first."

Yi Meitian said: "I know you have a strong swordsmanship, but I will not take action myself before I met Ye Wuzong. Mu Yu Qingyi, you made up your mind to stop me, right? Okay, I will send someone to surround you and see if you can't save your fellow disciples."

Before he met Ye Wuzong, Yi Meitian did not plan to take action this time. Moreover, he wanted to use thousands of machines to suck all the blood souls of the disciples of the Sword Sect to dry up, so that his cultivation level could increase so that he would be sure to defeat Ye Wuzong.

Swish swish swish swish-!

The three golden faces took action at the same time. At the same time, behind Yi Meitian, eighty disciples from the Holy Academy also took action together.

Mu Yu was ready for the battle, looked at Wen Tao and others, and said, "Be careful not to die."

The next moment, her green sword is unsheathed and she is about to face the enemy.

However, a sudden change occurred!

A very powerful sword energy formation, a whirlwind formed by sword energy, suddenly blocked the middle of the two.

This sword energy cyclone suddenly changed into a sword energy fan shape, spreading out in all directions, containing an extremely sharp aura.

In an instant, he forced all three golden faces back.

"Is it Ye Wuzong? Or who?" Yi Meitian's eyes immediately became solemn.

He felt at the first time that Ye Wuzong must have come, but he was not sure, because the sword moves Ye Wuzong used were different from those of this person.

Wow—!

A figure in a dark blue robe with some dust on his body fell in front of everyone, looking about twenty-eight or nine years old.

He had long dry and white hair, handsome facial features, clear outlines, but in his cold eyes, there was always a hint of sentiment. He was carrying a mysterious sword with a strange dark green shape on his back. The sword ears were like the ears of a tripod, and the hilt was in the shape of a crescent ancient well.

Just now, a sword formation was laid down, which shows that this person is also a very powerful sword cultivator.

Wen Tao looked at this person, his eyes wide open.

After Mu Yu Qingyi saw this person coming, a touch of solemnity appeared on her face.

Including Yi Meitian, he actually knew this person.

"Sword shocked the sky!"

That's right, this young man in a dark blue robe is Jian Jingtian, the second-ranked sword list in the Sword Sect, and is praised by the Sword Sect as the Nine Peaks Lone Wolf.

"Fight with me..."

When Jian Jingtian spoke, his voice was very small and he seemed to be unable to make a sound. He tried his best to open his mouth, but in the end, everyone could only barely hear what he was saying.

"At this time? Are you sure that you didn't make your brain damaged by this hard practice?" Mu Yu Qingyi felt incredible and complained.

"One move, I can help you block these disciples of the Holy Academy once. Of course, Yi Meitian can hand it over to me..." Jian Jingtian's voice was very small again.

At this time, when the wind blew, Jian Jingtian's sleeve in his left hand floated upwards.

He is one-armed.

It is said that Jian Jingtian was five years old and was a child, and his arm was chopped by a group of bandits.

Yi Meitian frowned and said, "Sword Mute, I have been cautious about why you didn't show up in Xuanyu. Now it seems that you like to take action when you are passive."

He called Jian Jingtian the sword mute.

Jian Jingtian spoke in a low voice, not because he didn't want to speak loudly, but because his tongue was cut off half of it...

Once upon a time, he was hailed as the most miserable and strongest sword cultivator in the Sword Sect, no doubt about it.

Jian Jingtian glanced at Yi Meitian, no longer spoke more, and fully utilized his own unique style of being ruthless. With a sudden wave of his hand, the huge fan-shaped sword formation attacked the disciples of the Pilgrimage Academy again.

This is a large-scale attack sword formation that can effectively stop the opponent for a while!

Take advantage of this opportunity.

The dark green sword on Jian Jingtian's back suddenly flew out. He stepped into the air, held the sword in his hand, and then danced the sword and attacked Qingyi in the morning and murmur rain!

Wen Tao and others were confused.

What a strange operation!

"I just want to fight you with one sword. If you lose, I will be the first in the sword list!"

Jian Jingtian said this sentence almost in his biggest voice.

Mu Yu Qingyi narrowed her eyes and felt that the sword was so powerful that it was even more powerful than before. She directly held the Qing sword and used the shortest time, fastest mobilization, and the most powerful sword!

"Green Lotus Sword Song!"

boom--!

The two swords faced each other, the tip of the sword was buzzing, as if they could break everyone's eardrums!

Mu Yu Qingyi felt her arms numb and flew backwards. When she landed on the ground, a strand of black hair fell down on her temples.

Jian Jingtian stood there, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes suddenly lit up.

"You won!"
Chapter completed!