"The Sword Art has been born!" Qu Wuming said, looking at the phantom of the long sword from a distance, which was probably a hundred feet high.
The few people in the world who were searching for the ruins just now looked at each other, then looked at the ruins around them, and they all rushed towards the direction of Jian Ying.
"Hey! Why are you leaving? Keep rescuing people!" Liu Kui shouted.
Several people in the world ignored Liu Kui's shouts and disappeared at the end of the street in the blink of an eye.
At the same moment, dozens of escaping lights soared into the sky like meteors. Some flew rapidly with air control skills, while others used flying talismans, transformed into a pair of wings behind them, and flew forward unwilling to lag behind.
On the ground, hundreds of figures began to run and jump between the ruins, looking in the same direction, heading straight for the sword shadow.
"Man perishes for money, and birds perish for food. We are rushing to die, there is nothing we can do to stop us! Let's hurry up and save people!"
Qu Wuming looked at those figures, took a deep breath and shook his head, called Liu Kui and Lin Wanqing, and continued to rummage through the ruins to save people after the disaster. One minute earlier could determine a person's life or death, so there was no time to delay.
Lin Wanqing agreed, but the next moment she turned her head and stared deeply into the distance...
After about half a stick of incense, with the efforts of everyone, not only the inn, but also many people were rescued from the ruins of nearby houses and shops. Fortunately, the rescue was relatively timely, Fuwei
Among the escorts in the escort agency, only one was seriously injured, while most of the others were slightly injured.
Qu Wuming used the power of his spiritual consciousness to search the ruins of a house at the end of the street, and found that there were no survivors inside. He turned back and walked towards the inn. As he walked, he found that among all the busy figures around him, it seemed that
Lin Wanqing was missing alone.
"Brother Liu! Have you ever met Lin Wanqing?"
"Qing'er? Wasn't she with you before?" Liu Kui asked.
"What?! You all continue to save people here, don't follow me!" Qu Wuming was stunned when he heard this, as if he suddenly thought of something, he suddenly turned around and rushed towards the mountains in the distance...
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About half a stick of incense time ago.
Among the mountains a few miles east of the city, there is a towering peak called Guzhi Peak.
This mountain stands out like a flock of chickens, more than twice as high as the surrounding peaks. At the foot of the mountain, there is a gurgling river. As its name suggests, the mountain is steep and straight, but it is far away from the surrounding short peaks and separated from each other.
With a circle of several hundred feet of open space, Guzhi Peak seems to be a cone standing in the middle piercing the sky.
And it was this Guzhi Peak that collapsed after the earthquake.
When Qiao Qianmu, the elder of the Iron Sword Sect, Wu Shilan, the head of the Yunzhong Mansion, Wushi Tianlong, the elder of the Wushi clan, Wushi Dijiao, and more than a dozen monks wearing black clothes and black scarves flew to Gu
When we were near the straight peak, the collapse of the mountain had not yet ended.
Qiao Qianmu's face was gloomy, and she stopped far away, nearly a hundred feet away from Guzhi Peak, and her eyes fell on several other figures exuding powerful auras.
"Third uncle, fourth uncle, the one wearing purple robe over there is Qiao Qianmu from the Iron Sword Sect," Wu Shilan stepped into the void, holding a jade fracture fan in her hand, and said through sound transmission, "Those black-clothed men
The people I met should have been invited by Baotong Pavilion and Juxian Palace. There are two shopkeepers from these two houses. Although their faces are covered, they can't hide it from me."
Wu Shi Tianlong looked like a burly middle-aged man. He nodded and said through a message: "Lan'er, you can arrange whatever you want later."
"Thank you, Third Uncle. Wait for all our people to arrive and listen to my arrangements. Let's go find a good place first and wait for others to arrive." With that said, Wu Shilan chose a spacious place and flew down first...
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When the mountain peak finally stopped collapsing and the smoke and dust in the sky was swept away by a strong wind waved by Wu Shi Tianlong, no less than three hundred people had gathered around.
These people gathered together and were on guard against each other. The largest number belonged to the Yunzhong Mansion and the Iron Sword Sect, and the two combined totaled more than a hundred people. The rest were mostly ordinary warriors.
When the smoke and dust cleared, everyone's eyes fell on the white sword shadow in the distance, and many people's breathing became rapid.
At this moment, Guzhi Peak is only half of its original height. The huge peak has turned into gravels of all sizes, rolling down around the foot of the mountain. There is a huge crack at the bottom of the mountain that is dozens of feet long, from the flat ground to the ground.
It extends windingly to the foot of the mountain, and then rises along the Guzhi Peak, tearing a dark hole into the mountain. The widest part is probably three or four feet wide.
In this crack, a white sword shadow stood out of thin air, the tip of the sword pointing straight into the sky. Although it was a hundred feet away from everyone at the moment, the sharp sword intent was still coming, forcing everyone to use their own methods to resist it.
.
"There is only one sword secret, but there are many people who want it." Wu Shilan's voice rang out, clearly reaching everyone's ears, "Before deciding who the sword secret belongs to, let's work together to find the one that doesn't belong here.
How about cleaning up the trash fish?”
As soon as this was said, more than thirty masked men in black robes looked at each other and nodded.
Qiao Qianmu of the Iron Sword Sect flashed a chill in his eyes, turned his head and said something.
The next moment, the air in the field suddenly became stagnant.
In the next moment, hundreds of colorful rays of light burst out from the bodies of the monks and swept towards the ordinary warriors in groups nearby.
Screams and the clashing of weapons and magic weapons suddenly rang out.
Dozens of dark iron swords rose into the air and formed a black sword dragon. In just one circle, more than a dozen warriors who had reached at least the sixth level of Tianquan screamed and turned into pieces of corpses on the ground.
A ray of golden electric light shot out, like a golden snake flying, and passed by three Tianji realm warriors. The three of them had just waved their long knives and knocked away a red flying sword, but when the golden snake reached their bodies, they twitched and transformed.
Made into dark coke.
A fireball the size of a head crossed the night sky, landed next to the five warriors, exploded, and instantly turned the five people into five burning people. The five people screamed and rolled to the ground, but they were still unable to remove the flames on their bodies.
It was put out, and after just a few rolls, it stopped moving...
It wasn't just a one-sided massacre.
A man in black holding two scimitars dashed left and right among the crowd, knocking away the flying swords and magic weapons that were coming at him. He also skillfully avoided all the spells that were directed at him.
, dodged a few times, and actually rushed to a group of monks under the command of Yunzhong Mansion. The scimitar drew a line of cold light, and in the blink of an eye, several monks in the foundation building and Qi refining stages had their necks cut off by the scimitar.
Stabbed through the chest.
On the other side, two men in gray clothes holding spears also rushed to the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect. The two spears were like two poisonous snakes, and could easily take away lives. The surrounding Iron Sword Sect disciples sacrificed their lives.
Feijian actually couldn't even get within three feet of the two of them...
However, these people are just rare cases.
After all, it is very difficult to reach the eighth level of Tianxuan realm and the ninth level of Tianshu realm in martial arts, and it is even rarer for warriors to reach the master level. It is very rare for seven or eight masters to gather here at once.
Of these seven or eight masters, except for two or three who were more unlucky and were killed at the beginning, the rest rushed to the nearest ascetics, bringing trouble to those ascetics below the elixir formation stage.
Tragic casualties.
However, after all, there were only five or six people. Under the combined efforts of a group of cultivators, especially after Qiao Qianmu and other cultivators in the transformation stage took action, the little splash that had just stirred up was extinguished in an instant.
After the last grandmaster-level warrior fell, the place fell into a strange calm again.
"Everyone, I have a proposal from the lord of Yunzhong Mansion in Hulan County, Wu Shilan," Wu Shilan raised his hands and clasped his fists, and said again, "You should all know that Yunzhong Mansion is considered the landlord of this place, and the business
Spanning several counties, our family is big and our business is big. If you can trust my Yunzhong Mansion, if I, the Yunzhong Mansion, obtain the sword technique in front of me, I would like to share it with you. What do you think?"
"Hmph, Wushilan, you insidious villain, can you still take out the sword secret once it falls into your hands?" A foundation-building disciple next to Iron Sword Sect Qiao Qianmu said, "Don't treat everyone as such.
Fool!"
"Yes! Yunzhong Mansion is engaged in deceptive and deceptive business, how dare you say that people are 'trustworthy'? What a joke!" A female disciple of the Iron Sword Sect angrily yelled.
Wu Shilan was not angry when he heard this. He opened the folding fan with a snap and fanned. He smiled slightly and turned to the thirty or so masked men in black and said: "Pavilion Master Wan, Shopkeeper Lin, I, Yunzhong Mansion and Bao
Although there is occasional competition in business between Tongge and Juxian Palace, everyone uses their own methods in business and never violates the rules. Please tell me, am I right?"
More than thirty people belonged to two groups. Two of them were startled when they heard the words. They knew that Wu Shilan had already seen through Xingzang. They raised their hands and wiped their faces. The scarf that covered their faces and blocked the detection of spiritual consciousness had been put away.
The true colors of the two people were revealed in the storage ring.
"Master Wushi Mansion is right. Yunzhong Mansion is indeed upright in its conduct and has never done anything secretly." Wan Qingnian, the shopkeeper of Tongbao Pavilion, said.
Shopkeeper Lin from the Juxian Palace also nodded, but did not speak.
"Since the two shopkeepers of Baotong Pavilion and Juxian Palace have testified, I wonder if all the casual cultivators present can trust me?" Wu Shilan said loudly, looking at the more than 20 casual cultivators present.
Many casual cultivators had died tragically together with the warriors before, under the joint strangulation of Iron Sword Sect, Yunzhong Mansion, Baotong Pavilion, and Juxian Palace. The remaining group of casual cultivators were all those who had survived.
Among the higher-level people, there are many who are in the middle and later stages of Nascent Soul, and there are even two ascetics in the spirit transformation stage.
When asked by Wu Shilan at this moment, this group of people knew that they had to make a choice, otherwise they might become the target of public criticism again.
One of the cultivators in the early stages of becoming a god raised his hands and said, "Since the Lord of Wushi Palace has said it beforehand, I will believe the Lord's promise!"
"I also believe in the master of the palace for once!"
"Count me in!"
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After a while, among the more than twenty casual cultivators, more than half actually stood on the side of Yunzhong Mansion after expressing their stance, while the rest scattered, some approached the Iron Sword Sect's camp, and some quietly moved away.
After walking far away, he obviously felt that the situation in front of him was no longer appropriate to participate in it, and he was ready to run away...