The sect leader of the Blue Qiong Sect was lying on a wicker chair, squinting his eyes slightly, and there were two female attendants around him fanning him. Even Long Ao found the sect leader who knew how to enjoy himself very funny.
The woman stepped forward ten steps coldly, and then shouted coldly: "Clone of the Immortal!"
The face of the city lord changed wildly. In front of the immortal cultivator who had a clone of the immortal, he was no match at all. How could this battle continue?
"Senior brother, please rest aside and let me deal with this guy."
Jian Ping said solemnly, with an unconvinced fanaticism in his eyes. No matter how powerful the opponent was, he would still fight to protect his senior brother.
"Second Day Immortal Clone."
The woman's voice was like a soulless machine, because her words were cold and emotionless.
Jianping gritted his teeth. The situation in front of him was becoming more and more unfavorable for the two of them. The other party sent out one person at random and had two immortal clones. How could he deal with it?
The woman's aura rushed toward Jian Ping crazily, and Jian Ping's face gradually turned pale. At this time, he still felt very depressed even though he was exuding all his aura. Therefore, the opponent's aura was obviously far higher than his own.
Using one immortal clone to fight against two immortal clones does not mean that you will definitely lose. As long as your talent is strong enough, there is a possibility of winning.
Jian Ping's immortal clone was enough to increase his strength by eight times. At this time, he had not lost confidence in himself, but the woman's talent was not superior to Jian Ping's, and she could not hold an absolute advantage at this time.
"Prepare to die!"
The woman shouted coldly, and with a flash of sword light in her hand, she actually took the lead in launching a sword attack.
"roar!"
Jian Ping roared angrily and met the opponent's attack with the flying sword in his hand.
The two competed in terms of absolute strength, while Jianping competed passively, wanting to test how strong the other's strength was.
With one strike of the sword, the woman's body remained motionless, while Jian Ping was knocked back about ten feet. This gave Jian Ping some hope in his heart, at least he still had the strength to fight.
"Sword cultivator!"
Jian Ping roared fiercely, the second sword had already taken the initiative to attack, and incorporated the sword cultivator's talent.
There was some surprise on the woman's face, and she launched a second sword attack.
This time the sword energy of the two collided. The woman still stood on the same spot, but her sword was still knocked back three feet.
"You are no match for me, prepare to die!"
The woman sneered, and in a flash, she actually teleported like a ghost.
Jianping's figure also disappeared at the same time, and he dared to compete with his opponent in teleportation attacks.
The woman never thought that the other party would dare to compete with her in teleportation. After a try, she discovered that the other party's speed was not weaker than hers, and in the spiritual competition, she could not gain much advantage.
The teleportation between the two sides turned into a war of attrition, which was an unfavorable choice for Jianping, but for the woman, no matter what kind of attack, she would be an advantage.
"kill!"
Jian Ping roared angrily, stopped teleporting, and attacked the opponent with almost unreserved sword energy in his hand.
The woman didn't want to weaken her prestige, so she also stepped forward to attack.
The two started to fight fast in the air, and after transforming into a close attack, the two of them fought to a draw. Due to their swordsmanship, Jian Ping's disadvantage gradually decreased.
"This kid's talent is pretty good! However, he still dies in the end. What a pity, what a pity!"
The leader of Qingqiong Sect lay comfortably on the chair, squinted his eyes and smiled.
"Sect Master, why don't you take the opportunity to kill all the others? As long as you kill them and silence them, no one will know that our Qingqiong Sect did this."
One of the old men reminded.
"Well, you guys go and kill. First kill the city lord's men, and then clear out everyone on this street."
The leader of Qingqiongmen ordered coldly.
"don't want!"
The Lord City Lord said in horror, but saw that the people from Qingqiong Gate had already rushed towards his men.
"You kill innocent people in broad daylight. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"
A woman's voice came from all directions, everyone was stunned, but Jianping looked happy and shouted: "It's Miss Liu."
"Kill!"
Hearing Miss Liu's voice seemed to give Jianping the greatest motivation. With this motivation, Jianping actually had a slight advantage.
Jian Ping's sword moves were even more vicious, and he didn't care about two hundred injuries, which made it difficult for the woman on the other side to deal with it.
One had no fear and the other had worries. Therefore, Jianping killed the opponent and pushed him back.
As for the people in Qingqiong Sect, they were restrained. Even the sect leader of Qingqiong Sect waved his hand to signal that everyone should not act rashly.
"Who are you, please come out and see me if you have the ability."
The leader of Qingqiong Sect asked coldly.
"If you see me, you will regret it, because I might kill you."
The sounds continued to come, but they still came from all directions, which made the sect master of Qingqiong Sect also have some concerns.
"Stop taking action temporarily and wait and see what happens."
The leader of Qingqiongmen ordered.
At this time, Jianping had already gained the upper hand, which made the leader of Qingqiong Sect furious: "Trash, you can't even deal with a brat who is a clone of an immortal. I'll give you a moment. If you can't win, then don't live to see him."
I am the sect master.”
"Yes, Lord Sect Master."
The woman replied respectfully, her sword moves suddenly changed, but she didn't care about dying together.
Jian Ping didn't really want to get hurt by both sides, so he quickly retreated a few feet to avoid the opponent's sharp edge.
"The third immortal clone, the fourth immortal clone!"
The woman shouted fiercely, which directly made Jian Ping despair. It turned out that the other party had four immortal clones, so he might be his opponent anyway.
When the woman merged with the four immortal clones, her strength skyrocketed, almost forming an absolute aura and absolute strength against Jian Ping.
Jianping's first immortal clone increased his strength by eight times, but the woman's qualifications were not good. The first immortal clone could only be upgraded to six times the original body, and the second immortal clone could reach twelve times. Jianping's sword cultivation talent was only at the level of
At a disadvantage, when the woman's immortal clone reached twenty-four times, she almost had an absolute advantage over Jian Ping.
If it weren't for Jian Ping's talent, which was far stronger than the woman's, and if it weren't for Jian Ping's talent as a swordsman, Jian Ping wouldn't be able to fight at all.
boom!
With just one strike of the sword, Jian Ping was knocked back dozens of feet, and bright red blood suddenly flowed from his chest. Under the opponent's attack, Jian Ping felt his blood boiling, and bright red blood spurted out from his mouth again.
"good!"
The disciples of Qingqiong Sect applauded one after another, which made Jianping furious, but he was powerless.
With the second sword, Jianping was still knocked away, but this time the injury was more serious. However, Jianping had no choice but to pick up the flying sword and fight.
With the third sword, Jian Ping had been knocked to the ground. If his armor hadn't blocked part of the opponent's attack, he would have been instantly killed by the opponent.
The woman slowly walked towards Jianping, and after being injured, Jianping was finally at an absolute disadvantage.
"Senior brother, my abilities are limited and I cannot protect you!"
Jianping smiled bitterly.
"You can't protect yourself, but you still want to protect others. This is really a big joke."
The woman said coldly and sarcastically, the flying sword was already hanging on Jian Ping's chest.
Under the pressure of that huge momentum, Jianping found that he could not move. He couldn't help but use his last remaining strength to shout: "Brother, farewell! Miss Liu, farewell."
"I also want to say goodbye to you."
The woman smiled coldly, and the flying sword in her hand slashed towards Jian Ping's chest.
"No!"
The Lord of the City roared fiercely and wanted to pounce on the woman, but was held back by his men.
The woman thought that this sword was enough to kill Jian Ping's body in an instant. However, after the flying sword struck down, she suddenly found that the opponent's body was missing.
The flying sword struck a finger-thick rattan. Soon, the rattan escaped into the ground and disappeared like the sword.
"Whoever is causing trouble should come out if you can."
The woman yelled angrily.
However, no one answered, only Jianping disappeared.
The leader of Qingqiong Sect looked at all this happening coldly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and suddenly ordered: "Kill for me, leader, on this street, without mercy."
"Lord City Lord, run away!"
The Lord City Lord's men pushed him behind him, and everyone stood in front of the Lord City Lord.
"No, we must live together and die together!"
The Lord of the City did not choose to retreat, but instead moved forward with his head held high.
The eight immortal cultivators have merged with their own immortal clones and are now approaching the city lord. From the beginning to the end, no one came to rescue them.
The woman had just rescued Jian Ping, but she seemed to have gone far away, and she didn't even come to help at this time.
Just as the Lord of the City closed his eyes and waited for death, suddenly the flying sword in the air slowed down, and there was a barrier in front of him. The flying sword struck it like a fist hitting cotton.
There is really no place to use your strength.
"Miss Liu, thank you for saving me, please leave! Things here are none of your business!"
The Lord City Lord said with his fists clasped, but with a wry smile on his face.
"You are wrong, I am not Miss Liu."
Long Ao's figure flashed next to the Lord of the City, which made the Lord of the City ecstatic and respectfully called him: "It turns out to be Senior. I would like to thank Senior for your help."
"You're welcome. If she doesn't take action, she naturally wants me to take action, so I'd better obey her orders out of respect. Well, these people's death day has come, so you don't have to worry."
Long Ao smiled slightly at the people in Qingqiong Sect, but everyone was shocked.
"Hmph! It turns out you are the one who is playing tricks behind my back. Who are you? You dare to go against Qingqiong Sect."
The leader of Qingqiong Sect jumped up from the wicker chair and stared at Long Ao fiercely.
"Oh! I forgot to explain, I am your nephew's enemy. I accidentally cut off his tongue just now. I asked him to come to you. I didn't expect you to come early, haha! What's the matter?
The matter should be directed at me, it has nothing to do with the city lord and the others."
Long Ao still had a smile on his face, but the leader of Qingqiong Sect felt an invisible pressure.