Eight forms of Heavenly Sword, one sword of extinction.
The Nine Styles of the Immortal Sword, a stunning sword.
The sharp force of the sword coupled with the sharp wind of the sword, coupled with the speed of thunder, can split all the energy of gods and demons in an instant.
Lei Bashan shocked everyone with his skills as soon as he took action, easily breaking through Jiucanglong's defense line, and even split it in two.
Damn, that’s awesome.
Many people are not impressed. This combination of swords is not inferior to that of Ye Huafei, nor is it in vain for so many years of training in the Sword Dynasty.
However, as a spectator, Xiao Yi frowned and did not breathe a sigh of relief.
That's right, how can the great law of gods and demons be defeated so easily?
The Jiucanglong that was split in half instantly merged with flesh and blood, and remained unscathed. The energy of gods and demons in his body was even more surging.
This shocked everyone. Can everyone survive this way?
If they had seen that the Eight Hundred Tigers could still be reborn after being reduced to nothing, they wouldn't be so frightened.
Lei Bashan was determined to win, and the attack he prepared to show off in front of everyone turned out to be ineffective.
This made him unable to accept and couldn't believe such a strange scene before him.
I saw Jiucanglong twisting his head and showing a ferocious smile.
"You're at your level, you're still trying to combine swords into one, you're useless."
As he spoke, Wharf blasted out, hitting Lei Bashan hard.
The power of the fifth level of the divine realm and the energy of gods and demons penetrated Lei Bashan's body like thousands of arrows.
Everyone saw that in just a short moment, Lei Bashan was blown away and blood spurted out.
What, you just failed and you thought you were just starting?
The situation of the battle was reversed so quickly, which was simply shocking.
Xiao Yi glanced briefly and found that Lei Bashan was kneeling on one knee. Although he was vomiting blood, he still had the fourth level of Saint Realm cultivation and would not fall down so quickly.
The son that the sect leader Lei Sheng worked hard to cultivate will not be such a loser.
But to defeat this Jiucanglong, we still have to go through a lot of twists and turns.
At this time, some people began to complain. Where did the main force go? If a few were left behind, it would not make everyone fight so hard.
Not only Xiao Yi felt that there was no chance of winning, but everyone agreed that without support, they alone would not be able to break through Jiucanglong's defense line.
Unfortunately, a familiar voice came.
"Oh my god, you are all here, great, I finally found someone..."
Jiang Qi arrived at this moment, carrying a huge burden on his back, staring blankly at the messy battlefield, his expression seemed to say, I came at the wrong time.
Xiao Yi was also dumbfounded, not expecting Jiang Qi to show up.
I have heard before that the sect asked people to send some elixirs to nourish everyone.
I didn't expect that this job would fall on Jiang Qi. It's really...
This guy has a record of defeating Yinheiye, and he is definitely a breath of fresh air for a comeback.
But Jiang Qi didn't think so. He looked at the situation and then scratched his head: "Sorry, everyone, I seem to be in the wrong place. Just pretend you haven't seen me. Goodbye."
After saying that, Jiang Qi threw down the mountain of baggage, turned around and left.
Just as he came, Xiao Yi rushed over, hooked Jiang Qi's neck, and dragged the guy back.
Jiang Qi flailed his hands and feet wildly, struggled desperately, and cried loudly: "Let me go, let me go, I told you, I won't wade into muddy water."
Xiao Yi laughed loudly: "Oh, you are here, you can't watch us fall into a hard fight, do something good, make a contribution, let them see what friendship is."
"Get out of here, you don't want me to risk my life with you. I love peace, oppose violence, promote virtue, and insist on myself. Brother, I can't swim, don't drag me into the water."
After all, Jiang Qi was brought into the battlefield by Xiao Yi.
Everyone looked at the strange scene of these two people trying to force each other, and it felt so weird.
Pan Haiyue and Yan Qingxue even frowned, looking very resistant.
Are you kidding? Even the true disciples can't beat you. If you let a loser disciple, wouldn't it be a joke?
Even Lei Bashan is a little annoyed. He can still fight without letting the loser disciples get ahead.
But Xiao Yi completely ignored everyone's questioning looks and forced Jiang Qi to play.
This confused the uninformed Jiucanglong prisoner. Is this newly arrived person very strong and entrusted with important tasks?
I saw Jiang Qi looking reluctant, with a dry smile on his face, as embarrassed as he wanted to be.
But I couldn't see any fear, uneasiness, or even a little nervousness on his face.
Jiucanglong vaguely felt that this new opponent was not simple, so he was on guard and asked: "You are a true disciple of that sect. Judging from your service, you don't look like one of the four sects."
Regarding this, Jiang Qi could only laugh: "I'm sorry, this is the service of the miscellaneous disciples of Wan Lei Tianmen, and it is very different from the true disciples."
Upon hearing this, Jiucanglong was stunned for a moment, not expecting such a reply at all.
Then, he smiled, showing a mocking look.
"What, just a handyman disciple, your Ten Thousand Thunder Heavenly Sect has no one left?"
"If the true disciples can't survive, let the handyman disciples come and die."
"Are you stupid or have you been kicked by a donkey? You really dare to come here."
These words are particularly harsh to hear.
Jiang Qi suddenly felt unhappy, rolled up his sleeves, and picked up the god-level bricks.
Seeing this scene, Jiucanglong was even more amused.
What the hell, using bricks as weapons.
Funny, are you serious?
But the more this happens, the more it stimulates Jiang Qi's fighting spirit.
For no other reason than to take a gamble.
But Lei Bashan didn't appreciate it, and shouted: "Don't be embarrassed, get out of here quickly, I'm not defeated yet, it's not your turn."
As he spoke, Lei Bashan was about to play again.
As a result, Xiao Yi stopped him halfway with his hand.
"What do you mean?" Lei Bashan looked confused and a little dissatisfied that someone dared to block his way.
I saw Xiao Yi looking forward indifferently, his eyes focused, and said: "Young master, don't be anxious, wait for the opportunity and you will definitely have unexpected results."
"Also, I want to make it clear that I used to be a handyman."
"So, please give Jiang Qi a chance and he will handle it well."
After hearing this, Lei Bashan, Pan Haiyue, and Yan Qingxue all looked dubious.
It is commendable that you, Xiao Yi, can make a comeback from being a handyman disciple.
Could it be that another handyman disciple is here to create the same miracle?
As for whether you believe it or not, let’s wait and see.
Just when Xiao Yi had high hopes.
Jiang Qi was already ready for battle, throwing bricks up and down in his hands, looking eager to try.
But he didn't expect that the next moment, he would miss.
He couldn't catch the thrown brick, it slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a "pop".
