Chapter 6489 A fierce battle with the disciples of the heyday sect!
Flying swords, demon swords, and measuring rulers all moved together. Even though the three Tiandao warriors had amazing methods, they could not win against Lin Bai in a short time.
At this moment, Huang Qingyun had already killed the three northern warriors and turned around to return.
The three members of the Tiandao clan had a hard time facing Lin Bai, but now that Huang Qingyun joined the battlefield, their expressions instantly turned cold.
"What should we do?" The three of them looked at Lin Bai and Huang Qingyun with sad faces, their brows furrowed and unable to relax.
"We and the three of us can't guarantee victory when we work together to deal with Lin Bai. Now that Huang Qingyun is added to the mix, it will be even more difficult!"
"Do you two have any clever ideas?"
Among the three warriors from the Tiandao clan, the young master wearing white robes and with a white face and no beard asked the two companions beside him.
The other two people also had sad faces, their eyes were shining brightly, and they were thinking hard about countermeasures.
"For the current plan, we can only ask Holy Son Tang Xia to help us, and maybe we can still have a chance of winning!" Another person, an ugly-looking man wearing a purple robe, responded.
"The Holy Son of Tang Xia has used the power of the Snowstorm Formation to deal with Lin Bai time and time again. I'm afraid he has already been prepared and unable to win." The man in white robe said coldly.
The last person to take the lead was a man wearing green clothes, holding two swords in his hands, and said in a cold voice: "The three of us will inform Holy Son Tang Xia of our plan first, set the coordinates, and then use all our strength to kill Lin Bai and Huang Qingyun.
Trapped within the power of the snowstorm."
"This will definitely hit them hard!"
The three of them put it all together, and if they couldn't think of a better way, they could only act like this!
Immediately.
The three of them set the coordinates and sent a message to Tang Xia.
After hearing this, Tang Xia replied: "You only need to hold off Lin Bai and Huang Qingyun. The other northern warriors have already rushed back with all their strength."
"When all the warriors from the Northern Territory return, there should be no problem in guarding the formation. Then we will find other ways to deal with them!"
After receiving Tang Xia's reply, the three warriors from the Tiandao clan felt confident and wiped away their sad faces just now!
After going back and forth, several people from the Northern Territory made a plan, and immediately looked at Lin Bai and Huang Qingyun with evil smiles!
"It seems they have already discussed the plan?" Huang Qingyun saw this and whispered to Lin Bai.
"We are deeply trapped in the enemy camp and within their magic circle. It is not appropriate to engage in more teasing battles. It would be best if we can kill them as soon as possible!"
Lin Bai's suggestion made Huang Qingyun nod repeatedly, and both of them had murderous intentions.
"Master Langhou, today I am the swordsman and you are the flesh and blood. Why don't you abandon the darkness and turn to the light and come to my northern land!"
"If our Northern Territory becomes a major event in the future, Lord Wolf will still be Lord Wolf!"
These three people knew that the Northern Territory warriors were rushing back with all their strength. They only needed to hold off Lin Bai and Huang Qingyun, and they were not in a hurry to fight Lin Bai!
Therefore, he spoke like this, pretending to recruit Lin Bai and Huang Qingyun, but in fact he was delaying time!
"I'm already a Wolf Marquis, why do I have to wait until you enter the Northern Territory and enter the Eastern Territory before I can become a Wolf Marquis again?"
"Your Excellency, are you joking?"
Lin Bai sneered.
"They are stalling for time!" Huang Qingyun saw their tricks and said to Lin Bai.
"Do it!" Lin Bai immediately woke up and exchanged ideas with Huang Qingyun.
The two of them immediately took action, flying swords, demon swords, and measuring rulers all moving in unison, slashing towards the three of them.
Lin Bai slashed down with a sword, the sword energy intertwined in vertical and horizontal directions, and Kaitian slashed open the front of him with a sword!
The faces of the three Tiandao clan members changed drastically. They never expected that Lin Bai would choose to take action suddenly. In desperation, two of them avoided to the left and one to the right.
"I'll stop the two on the left!" Lin Bai took out his sword and attacked the two on the left!
"Okay!" Huang Qingyun responded, swaying, and went straight to the person on the right.
The warrior on the right is alone.
The two warriors on the left were entangled by Lin Bai and could not separate themselves at all.
He was left alone and helpless!
now.
Lin Bai and Huang Qingyun suddenly felt that the power in the snowstorm was gathering. Above the sky, thick black clouds rolled back, forming a huge whirlpool!
In that whirlpool, there seemed to be brewing power that could destroy the world, right above the heads of Lin Bai and Huang Qingyun.
"Fight quickly!" Lin Bai discovered the clue and immediately sent a message to Huang Qingyun.
Huang Qingyun was also well aware of the dangers, so he did not hold anything back, and kept using the secret skills of the Holy Lotus Palace to attack the lone warrior!
The lone disciple of the Tiandao clan held two swords in his hands, gritted his teeth, and tried his best to resist Huang Qingyun's offensive.
While he was paying attention to the movement above his head, he saw that the power of the wind and snow formation gathered by Holy Son Tang Xia would take a moment to be released.
"You still need to hold on for a while!" The warrior holding the sword in his hand took out almost all the defensive magic weapons in the storage bag.
But when he took out something, Huang Qingyun smashed it into pieces. When he took out something, Huang Qingyun destroyed the other thing!
It was so complicated that after dozens of rounds, the warrior reached into his storage bag and found no defensive magic weapon. He couldn't help but feel horrified.
"not good!"
Seeing that there was no defensive magic weapon to protect him, Huang Qingyun's domineering and sharp palm skills came down again, and he was worth resisting with his two swords.
Bang bang bang... Huang Qingyun struck down the swords several times in a row, and the two swords were finally overwhelmed. Cracks first appeared on the swords, then more and more cracks appeared, and finally they exploded with a bang.
The two top-quality Taoist weapons disappeared.
These two swords were the weapons that the warrior had used in many years of fighting. He had killed countless enemies and resolved countless crises for him.
Now that he was broken by Huang Qingyun, his heart was naturally filled with pain.
But he didn't have time to mourn for his sword, Huang Qingyun's palm skills came in front of him again.
Rumble!
Just when the warrior's life was hanging by a thread, there was a sudden shock in the sky.
The power of the wind and snow formation, carrying the force of wind and thunder, finally condensed into shape and fell towards their predetermined place.
"Come closer to Lin Bai and Huang Qingyun!" the white-robed warrior shouted through the voice, his voice full of urgency.
After he transmitted the message, he immediately injected spiritual power into the bronze bell. The bronze bell grew with the wind and became three feet in size.
Then he gritted his teeth, looked ferocious, and hit the bronze bell with one palm.
"Boom..."
The dull and heavy ringing of the bell, wrapped in sound waves that destroyed the world, forcefully knocked Lin Bai out.
It happened to fall into the area enveloped by the power of the snowstorm.
Seeing Lin Bai fall into their trap, the warrior with nine skulls floating around him immediately activated his magic weapon, and all nine skulls spewed out a large amount of black mist to entangle Lin Bai, making it impossible for him to escape.
On the other side...the warrior who originally held the sword was very anxious when he saw that the power of the snowstorm formation was about to fall.
Victory or failure depends on this strike.
But now that he has no magic weapon, and even the two swords he has fought for many years have been destroyed, he cannot restrain Huang Qingyun at all.
In desperation, the warrior's eyes turned blood red, as if he had made a difficult decision: "Fight!"