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As one of the five true disciples leading this mission, Wu Qingchen must take charge of the overall situation and shoulder the safety of thousands of disciples. If he insists on going his own way, he will bury these thousands of disciples on the mountain here and return to the sect.
What awaits him must be a severe punishment according to the sect's rules.
Therefore, seeing that the situation was critical, he ordered the Liuyun Sect disciples to retreat regardless of his face and self-respect.
However, just as he was wielding the golden giant sword to cover and help the dozens of remaining inner disciples retreat, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure.
It was a young monk in black robes, holding a red magic sword in his hand. He walked nimbly around the six female disciples, killing demons one after another from time to time.
Du Feiyun!
In an instant, Wu Qingchen recognized the identity of this young disciple. The corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, and a trace of hatred emerged.
Wang Cheng was his most beloved little cousin and had been carefully cultivated by him, but he was killed by Du Feiyun with a sword. Moreover, Du Feiyun actually challenged the majesty of his true disciple in public, and challenged him regardless of life or death.
In her heart, Wu Qingchen wished she could squeeze Du Feiyun to death in order to avenge her cousin Wang Cheng. At the same time, she could vent her anger on herself, demonstrate the majesty of a true disciple, shock the disciples in the sect, and let them know that the majesty of a true disciple should not be offended.
It's a pity that he was too arrogant and thought highly of himself. He was provoked by Du Feiyun in public, so he agreed to his challenge. Now, he is trapped in a cocoon and cannot kill Du Feiyun in public for at least five years.
In that case, he will inevitably be known as a despicable and shameless person who relies on the strong to bully the weak. There is fierce competition among the dozen or so true disciples who originally competed for the top position. If this reputation spreads, he will definitely be criticized.
Eliminate competition.
In his eyes, Du Feiyun is just a humble ant who can be killed in a snap. What he cares more about is his reputation, prestige in the sect, and the glimmer of hope of competing for the top spot.
Therefore, in order to prevent his reputation from being tarnished, he will not kill Du Feiyun within five years. Because killing Du Feiyun is extremely simple, but it will affect his plan to compete for the top position, and it is really not worth the gain.
However, now, the opportunity has come, a God-given opportunity is placed in front of him!
The moment he saw Du Feiyun appear on the top of the mountain, Wu Qingchen sneered in his heart. "Damn reptile, you only have five years to live. Instead of staying in the sect and enjoying the last days of your life, you ran out without knowing whether to live or die.
You are so ignorant and ignorant!"
"I, Wu Qingchen, don't want to kill you, as that would dirty my hands and my reputation. However, if you are killed by the demons and die in a chaotic battle, then you can only blame yourself for being ignorant and unlucky.
Qingchen has nothing to do with it."
A sarcastic sneer appeared on the corner of Wu Qingchen's mouth, and she looked at Du Feiyun with cold eyes. Then she flapped her wings, changed the direction of retreat, and flew towards Du Feiyun.
Behind him, Demon King Duanyang was roaring and flying towards Wu Qingchen. He brought several powerful Demon Kings together to attack Wu Qingchen. Judging from his posture, Duanyang was determined to take advantage of the victory and pursue Wu Qingchen.
Qingchen beheaded him here.
Wu Qingchen was only focused on escaping at this time, and rushed towards Du Feiyun. Judging from his hurried appearance, it seemed that he was really defeated by Duanyang's attack, and looked like he was retreating.
However, his calm expression and the sneer at the corner of his mouth showed that his defeat at this time was just a pretense.
From the moment he climbed to the top of the mountain, Du Feiyun had been paying attention to Wu Qingchen's movements. At the same time, he was secretly speculating and analyzing his true strength through his fight with Demon King Duanyang.
However, the hundreds of inner disciples who had followed Wu Qingchen to explore the path were now surrounded by demon soldiers and were rapidly suffering casualties.
As fellow disciples, they naturally had to provide rescue, so Ning Xuewei and the five female disciples rushed towards the square with murderous intent, trying their best to rescue the surrounded inner disciples.
Naturally, Du Feiyun has been following Ning Xuewei and the six of them, walking around them so that they can take care of and provide support to each other. The seven of them are all masters in the late stage of Qi refining, and Du Feiyun and Ning Xuewei are even more outstanding in strength.
Come on, quickly open a bloody path and rush to the front.
Ning Xuewei and six people used the Hidden Ice Sword Formation, and Du Feiyun wandered around to provide support. If there were demons approaching within ten feet, they would be killed or injured, which was naturally eye-catching. Many demon soldiers saw this scene and immediately changed their minds.
When the seven people came to attack, Du Feiyun and others were immediately under great pressure.
This was not what made Du Feiyun the most angry. What made his chest suddenly burst with anger was that when he looked up, he suddenly discovered that Wu Qingchen, who had originally retreated towards the southwest, turned to the southeast.
At this time, Wu Qingchen had flown less than thirty feet in front of him. Behind him, six or seven powerful demon kings were also chasing after him, exploding with earth-shattering bloody brilliance and striking down fiercely.
Wu Qingchen had been retreating to the southwest before, but now he changed direction and flew straight towards him. Looking at the powerful Demon King chasing behind Wu Qingchen, Du Feiyun understood in just a moment that this bastard was
Playing to divert misfortune to the east!
"Wu Qingchen, you fucking bastard!" At this moment, Du Feiyun's heart was filled with anger, he gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, feeling extremely hateful in his heart.
By doing this, Wu Qingchen was undoubtedly killing someone with a borrowed knife. He was very strong and had a magic weapon to protect him, so he would definitely be able to escape safely. However, Du Feiyun and Ning Xuewei would definitely die under the sword of the powerful demon king.
The six Ning Xuewei who were fighting fiercely suddenly raised their heads and realized that the situation was not good. A flash of panic and worry flashed through the eyes of several female disciples.
They are truly powerful, and their combined attack formations are also very powerful. In fact, any monks below the innate stage cannot withstand their combined attacks.
All this is based on the condition that the enemy's strength has not reached the innate stage. At this time, six or seven powerful demon kings are rushing towards them from dozens of feet away, each of them has the strength of the innate stage.
Under the attack of six or seven mid-stage Xiantian experts, these six late-stage Qi-refining monks had no power to resist at all, and they would all be destroyed in an instant.
At this moment, Ning Xuewei also flashed a cold look in her eyes, her face was extremely gloomy, and she decisively ordered to retreat. The six female disciples immediately withdrew the Hidden Ice Sword Formation at the same time, avoiding the fighting demons, and unleashed all their strength to attack
Back away.
However, how can their speed compare with the strong ones in the innate stage?
Wu Qingchen instantly flew over everyone's heads, flapping her golden wings, bringing up a stream of golden light, and flew down the mountain.
Following closely behind were six or seven powerful demon kings, led by none other than Demon King Duanyang. Behind him, the six demon kings spread out in a fan shape and followed him.
"Wu Qingchen, accept your fate!"
Duanyang shouted loudly, and the purple wings behind him suddenly expanded by three points, and his speed increased by another 30%. The spear in his hand exploded with blood-red brilliance, and hundreds of spear lights instantly shot out, stabbing Wu Qingchen fiercely.
The six powerful demon kings also shouted angrily in unison. The long knives and giant swords in their hands were raised high, turning into blood-red light several feet long. With a terrifying momentum that was unprecedented in the world, they fiercely slashed at Wu Qingchen.
Chop it down.
A smile appeared on Wu Qingchen's lips, and he continued to fly forward without looking back. The brilliance of his golden wings increased sharply, and his speed increased again. At the same time, just in case, a black pagoda suddenly appeared behind him.
, wrapping him in it.
As a result, Wu Qingchen's speed suddenly increased, and with the protection of the black pagoda, she was naturally safe and escaped from danger in an instant.
The attacks of the seven powerful demon kings suddenly failed. They failed to attack Wu Qingchen, but they continued to attack the square below without moving forward.
Below them, Ning Xuewei and others were retreating with all their strength, and six or seven huge blood-red rays of light were slamming down from their heads.
There is no need to doubt the strength of the powerful demon kings, let alone guess how powerful their attacks with all their strength are.
There is no doubt that once these six or seven attacks fall on Ning Xuewei and the others, they will definitely be wiped out with no bones left.
Ning Xuewei knew this, the five female disciples also knew it, and Du Feiyun knew it even more.
However, there was nothing they could do. Their strength was not enough to resist, and their speed was not enough to escape. They could only watch helplessly as the heavy blood-red light magnified before their eyes and fell down instantly.
At this moment, Du Feiyun's eyes flashed with determination, he gritted his teeth and made a decision in his heart.
I saw that he was originally following Ning Xuewei, retreating and escaping with the six female disciples. At this time, he was holding the sword technique in his left hand, and the red magic sword in his right hand suddenly turned into a ten-foot-long sword light.
Then, holding the magic sword in his right hand, he suddenly slashed it horizontally towards Ning Xuewei and the others.
The crimson sword light instantly slashed behind Ning Xuewei and others, and then the sword light suddenly stood up, changing from a horizontal cut to a horizontal shot, and with huge power, it hit Ning Xuewei and others in an instant.
"Feiyun, you..." In an instant, Ning Xuewei noticed something was wrong and shouted in surprise, but it was too late.
Before she finished speaking, she felt a huge force coming from her back, and her body was involuntarily sent flying, her speed suddenly doubled, and she flew down the mountain.
The same thing happened to her, and so did the other five female disciples. The moment they were confused, they were swatted away by Du Feiyun's sword and flew down the mountain as fast as lightning.
If they were wondering why Du Feiyun would do this before, when they noticed that the huge force hit their back, but it was very gentle and did not hurt them, a glimmer of enlightenment suddenly appeared in their hearts, and warmth filled their hearts.
At that moment, although their bodies flew down the mountain like lightning, they all turned their heads and looked at Du Feiyun with complicated eyes and a sad expression.
However, what caught his eyes was Du Feiyun's back and the bloody sword light descending above his head.
The back is not wide enough, not tall enough, and does not look majestic, but under the blood-red light in the sky, it is so shocking, so strong, and heart-wrenching.
"Feiyun..."
The female disciples who all exclaimed in shock all had pale faces and despair in their eyes. They could only watch helplessly as the heavy bloody sword light submerged Du Feiyun's figure.
