"I'll give you one last chance! Get out of the way!"

Zhou Qingshu pointed the spiritual sword at Yueying's throat and shouted angrily.

Xiyun frowned, but his body remained stubbornly standing motionless in front of Yueying.

"Do you really think that I am reluctant to kill you?" Zhou Qingshu was extremely angry and said a little angrily: "I can have as many women as you want! Don't think that just because you are an innate spiritual body is so great! I will kill you now,

Your elders don’t dare to fart!"

After saying that, Zhou Qingshu moved the spirit sword forward slightly, and Xiyun's white neck immediately cracked open with a small bloody mouth under the sharp cold blade.

"Xiyun!"

A sharp shout came from not far away, and then a figure quickly rushed over, grabbed Xiyun's arm and forcibly took him away from the tip of the sword.

Xiyun was startled for a moment: "Second Senior Sister?"

The person who pulled Xiyun away was a middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties, who was wearing the same clothes as a disciple of the Heart Sword Sect. At this moment, the woman's face turned a little pale, and she said respectfully to Zhou Qingshu: "Sir, please calm down. Junior sister is young and can do things."

I have some impulse, so I will take her away right now."

Zhou Qingshu snorted heavily from his nostrils and turned his face away. Naturally, he was reluctant to kill Xiyun. He has never lacked beautiful women, but someone like Xiyun is not only outstanding in appearance, but also has an innate golden spirit.

His body is of great benefit to his cultivation, and it is a rare furnace.

The second senior sister looked relieved. Seeing Zhou Qingshu's behavior, she knew that the other party had no intention of pursuing the case. She gave Xiyun a stern look and said, "You don't have to worry about the things here. Come with me to chase down the escaped spirit sword masters."

After saying that, he forcibly dragged Xiyun away from this place and swept away from the battlefield.

Zhou Qingshu cast his gaze on Yueying and sneered: "Let's see who can save you now!"

"I can!"

A cold snort came, and then Zhou Qingshu felt a shock in his waist and ribs, as if he was hit by a bull. The whole thing floated out like a cloud and mist, and fell dozens of feet away, rolling over a dozen times in a row.

The momentum was removed, but because of the protection of the spirit armor, it only looked a little embarrassed, but in fact there was no injury at all.

He got up from the ground on both hands and feet. When he saw the person who attacked him clearly, his face was completely distorted, because the person who came was none other than Ouyang Lin of Mo Jianmen!

"asshole!"

Zhou Qingshu's eyes almost burst out with fire, but he came from a well-known family in the world of spirit sword masters, so he used these words over and over again when he cursed. His emotions were fully expressed, but his momentum was a bit weaker.

And Ouyang Lin would not put this dandy in the world of spirit sword masters in his eyes. Two pupils appeared, and a fatal sword pupil struck him hard in the chest again. Zhou Qingshu's body once again flew backwards in the clouds.

, and finally crashed on the slope of a hill, even leaving a clear human-shaped imprint on it.

Without the noisy people, Ouyang Lin squatted down and said softly to Yueying: "How are you? Does it matter if you are injured?"

However, Yueying didn't appreciate Ouyang Lin's concern and said coldly: "It's okay, you don't need to worry about it."

Although he said it forcefully, his face turned pale immediately and bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of his lips.

"You're so injured and you're still trying to be brave?"

Ouyang Lin frowned, and regardless of Yueying's objection, he directly held her left wrist, and billowing sword energy poured into her body, sealing all the out-of-control sword energy in her meridians.

"I'm suppressing your injuries for now, and I'll heal you when you get to a safe place."

Ouyang Lin said and picked up Yueying by the waist.

Yueying was furious: "What are you doing?"

"Take you out of here." Ouyang Lin glanced around to determine the direction.

"Let me go!" Yueying was angry and anxious. However, all the meridians in her body were blocked and she couldn't move a finger. She had no choice but to shout to Ouyang Lin: "I won't leave! If you want to escape, escape on your own!"

Ouyang Lin's face changed slightly, and one word deeply hurt his self-esteem. But after all, he was not an impulsive young man. He knew what was most important now. He said lightly: "Your senior sister will

If you entrust me to you, I will take you away no matter how hard you try."

"I don't need you to work hard! Put me down! I want to be with my senior sister and brother!"

Ouyang Lin stopped talking nonsense and simply filtered out Yueying's voice. At this moment, he had found the right direction. When he stepped down, his whole body turned into a black shadow and shot into the distance.

Zhou Qingshu had just recovered from the violent shock and saw Ouyang Lin fleeing with Yueying. The anger in his heart had accumulated to the point where it was getting worse. There was only one thought left in his head, which was to kill these two people.

!

So the next moment, three sword talismans of various colors appeared in his hand, and they were thrown towards Ouyang Lin's back.

The three sword talismans faced the wind and turned into three sword beams, shooting towards Ouyang Lin like a rainbow.

Ouyang Lin had just rushed more than a hundred feet when he felt a terrifying wave coming from behind him. His spiritual consciousness swept back and he saw the three rainbows that did not belong to the sword vein spirit sword master - Jian Gang!

With Ouyang Lin's current strength, he should barely be able to take one sword gang, but if three sword gangs attack at the same time, he will definitely die!

At that moment, Ouyang Lin put aside all distracting thoughts and thought about nothing. He smiled at Yueying and quietly waited for death to come.

However, death did not come as expected. The three swords were in the same place, and the fluctuations caused by them had exceeded the limit allowed by the foggy swamp formation. A fluctuation that was countless times greater came out of thin air, fiercely hitting the three people.

With a touch of Dao Jian Gang, the three rainbows were like water droplets falling into the lake. The waves completely disappeared without stirring up a single one.

However, after the wave destroyed the three forces that violated the rules, it had no intention of disappearing. Instead, it continued to sweep downwards. The terrifying wave extended in all directions, covering the entire area for several miles!

The gray mist was rolling in, as if the sky was about to change.

All the spirit sword masters below were shocked and looked at the terrifying fluctuations falling above their heads in horror. Many people did not understand what was happening.

"That idiot Zhou Qingshu! He actually activated three second-level sword talismans at the same time! He wants to die and doesn't want to hurt us!"

Wan Zhongyi and Mu Yixuan, who had been hiding not far away, cursed loudly. They did not want to enmity with Mo Jianmen, and they were also afraid of Ouyang Lin's fatal sword eyes, so they made up their minds to let go. Anyway, there were two more people who slipped through the net.

The fish is harmless. But they didn't expect Zhou Qingshu to do such a stupid thing!

The terrifying wave had already descended, but due to the expansion of the scope and the number of targets, the power was dispersed a lot, and finally turned into a level equivalent to a strike from the Great Perfection Spirit Sword Master.

But something even weirder happened. This wave of waves seemed to have eyes. It deliberately avoided Li Qiushui and other spirit sword masters from the Yujian Sect. All attacks fell on those Jianmen disciples!

Zhou Qingshu, in particular, received special care, with 30% of the power falling on him alone! The clothes on his body were crushed to pieces again, revealing the spiritual armor he was wearing next to his body.

It was crushed and changed into various shapes, but in the end it stood firm.

The disciple of the Great Sword Sect was not so lucky. Sixty percent of the nearly thirty middle-stage sword masters turned into a ball of blood mist on the spot and were crushed by the pressure, while the remaining ones were unable to survive.

He was not seriously injured on the spot, and blood oozed from the pores all over his body, as if he had been fished out of bloody water.

Although nearly ten late-stage Sword Meridian Spiritual Sword Masters withstood the crushing wave, they also suffered various injuries of varying severity. The only ones who were intact were those Sword Meridian Dzogchen Spiritual Sword Masters, which was just a false alarm.

Of course, these living people should be grateful to Zhou Qingshu. If he hadn't shared 30% of the power alone, and then shared the 30% power among everyone, it is estimated that more people would have died and more people would have been seriously injured.

The differential treatment of the swamp forbidden formation made everyone dumbfounded. Is this forbidden formation spiritual? Can they tell who is with whom? Unfortunately, they will never understand this question.

All the spirit sword masters who were taken care of by the forbidden formation were in tears, while those who were not attacked by the forbidden formation were mentally shocked. Li Qiushui, who had already thought about death, ordered without hesitation: "Break out!

"

The besieged Luo Yi and others immediately broke out of the encirclement without encountering any effective obstruction, and those major sword sect spirit sword masters who were stunned by the forbidden formation had no intention of blocking them. So many people died, and the number was

The advantage no longer existed, and the gains outweighed the losses if they continued to fight. Afterwards, Li Qiu Shui and other sword masters with perfect sword veins also followed up with violent attacks to push back their opponents and leave the battlefield.

After a while, the group of people quickly disappeared into the gray mist. The spirit sword masters from the major sword sects were left looking at the messy battlefield with tears in their eyes. This time, they really lost everything, and the loser was still the loser.

So baffling!

About two miles away from here, the three Wei Linfeng brothers and sisters were looking at three groups of blood mist on the ground in front of them, looking at each other in confusion. Just now, a late-stage sword master and two mid-stage sword masters caught up with them.

The teacher suddenly self-destructed and died. He was inexplicable and felt lucky to survive the disaster.

The same thing happened in several places around. The chasing spirit sword masters of the major sword sects were all wiped out by the power of the forbidden formation at the same time. They either died immediately or were seriously injured on the spot, and were killed by the casual cultivators in turn.

die.

The main peak, Dayan Hall, is the realm of Yanxinshen.

Mo Wen withdrew his mind from the Yanxing Divine Realm and fell directly out of the Yanxin Divine Realm space.

"vomit!"

Mo Wen lay on the ground, holding his head and retching violently. His brain felt like it was being violently stirred with an iron rod. The painful and uncomfortable feeling almost made his whole body convulse.

It was half a quarter of an hour before Mo Wen got over the side effects of the excessive mental exertion and lay sprawled on the cold floor of the hall, his whole body as if he had just been fished out of water, completely soaked in sweat.

"This control of the third-level forbidden formation is really not something that humans can do!"
Chapter completed!