"Rat! How dare you attack us, the Hongyun Sect, if you are looking for death!" With a roar, a ray of light flashed, and Li Qingzi's figure appeared out of thin air.
Seeing that the sect-protecting formation had been breached, Li Qingzi's eyes flashed with fierceness, and one can imagine his anger.
As he waved his hands, a large ray of light surged out from Li Qingzi's hand, and casually covered the monks of the three righteous sects within a radius of several tens of feet. The ray of light had not yet fallen, and within the entire area
The temperature seemed to have suddenly risen dozens of times, the flowers, plants and trees instantly withered, and even the sand and stones on the ground showed faint signs of melting.
A hundred feet away to the left of Li Qingzi is a square formation composed of hundreds of monks. These more than a hundred monks have one thing in common. The magic weapons they use are all flying swords, and they are wide, thick, and long and look domineering.
Awesome great sword.
In the Da Qin cultivation world, it can be said that there is no one other than the Ba Jian Sect who uses this kind of flying sword as a magic weapon. And the monks in this square formation are like this, obviously they all come from the Ba Jian Sect.
At this moment, seeing Li Qingzi, the famous Sanxian, take action, the more than a hundred monks did not panic at all. They pointed their flying swords in their hands almost at the same time. The flying swords of all the monks in the square instantly disappeared.
Flying out of thin air, more than a hundred flying swords gathered together to form a giant sword dozens of feet long, with golden light shining and extremely domineering.
This giant sword actually did its job and went straight towards the streaks of rays of light wielded by Li Qingzi.
"You guys, you dare to fight me head-on and seek death!" Li Qingzi smiled contemptuously, and with a shake of his hand, the rays of light became a little richer.
"Plop!" There was a loud noise, and the rays of rays of light collided with the golden giant sword, causing bursts of violent airflow, and the rolled gravel and gravel flew all over the sky, forming a sandstorm that flew in all directions.
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Within more than a hundred feet nearby, in addition to the phalanx of the Ba Jian Sect, there were also many scattered cultivators fighting with the disciples of the Hong Yun Sect who had rushed out from the Hong Yun Sect.
And the sandstorm did not distinguish between friend and foe, good or evil, and involved the two disciples in it. In the sandstorm, wild sand and large pieces of gravel were flying all over the sky, and the monks from both sides were hit.
The ghosts cried and howled, and in that moment, many monks died tragically.
At this moment, the battle between the Xiaguang and the golden sword had already come to an end. Although the golden sword was driven by the combined efforts of more than a hundred disciples of the Ba Jian Sect, it was obviously slightly inferior to the Tao Dao that Li Qingzi shook out casually.
Xiaguang.
The size of the golden sword has already shrunk a lot, and the golden light shrouding the golden sword has also dimmed a lot. Under the force of the glow, it slowly retreated towards the place where the Naha Sword Gate Square Formation was located.
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"Fellow Taoist Li Qingzi, you are not a hero if you bully a junior. If you really want to play, we old immortals can play with you!" With a cold snort, a pale old man in a yellow robe suddenly appeared in Naha.
In front of the Sword Gate Square Formation, he waved his sleeves casually, and the wind blew up from the ground, instantly dispersing the rays of smoke.
At this moment, the giant golden sword had lost all its light and turned into more than a hundred flying swords and slowly fell to the ground. The more than a hundred monks who formed the square formation also shook at the same time, and large mouthfuls of blood spurted out.
Obviously, under the white light that Li Qingzi waved casually, they were all seriously injured.
"Father of the Furious Sword, you alone dare to go against me!" Seeing the sudden appearance of the yellow-robed old man, Li Qingzi shouted angrily, with murderous intent in his eyes. When he rolled his eyelids, there was a sharp sound that seemed to be materialized.
The light flew out and shot towards the old man in yellow robe, the Furious Sword layman. Wherever the sharp light passed, even the space seemed to be penetrated, making a "sizzling" sound.
"Fellow Taoist Li Qingzi, why are you still so irritable? I really don't know how you cultivated your state of mind!" The Furious Sword layman shook his head and sighed, then pointed a finger, and a ray of yellow light came out, towards the Daoist priest.
Li Mang greeted them, and the two rays of light came into contact, and they disappeared at the same time without distinction.
Seeing this scene, Li Qingzi couldn't help but be slightly shocked.
"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant in front of me. After these years of not seeing each other, your cultivation has grown a lot. Furious Sword Layman, do you really think you can beat me just like this?" Li Qingzi smiled contemptuously and spat out,
A purple light blurted out and circled and danced above Li Qingzi's head.
"Fellow Taoist Li Qingzi, you have profound cultivation, and I consider myself inferior! But do you really think that I will have a fair one-on-one duel with you?" The Furious Sword layman laughed wildly, slapped the back of his head, and wielded a several-inch long sword.
The golden flying sword blurted out.
The monks of the Ba Jian Sect never practice other magic weapons except for the natal flying sword. Although the natal flying sword they first cultivated is thick and big, as the cultivation becomes deeper and deeper, the natal flying sword becomes more and more powerful.
The main body is getting smaller and smaller, and this Furious Sword layman is one of the two great loose immortals of the Ba Sword Sect.
Li Qingzi couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he saw that the natal flying sword sprayed by the wrathful sword layman was only a few inches long. Decades ago, Li Qingzi had dealt with the wrathful sword layman several times. At that time
, the natal flying sword of the Furious Sword Master is still more than a foot long, but at this moment, the flying sword has shrunk several times.
"It seems that with the decline of the seven sects of the righteous path and the six sects of the demonic path in the past few years, not only our Hongyun sect, but also the other sects of the righteous and demonic sects have developed rapidly. After all, in the past, all kinds of resources were used by those sects.
In the past, several major sects occupied the area, and our sects had limited income. But now, with enough resources, the Sanxian among us major sects has improved by leaps and bounds!" Seeing the Furious Sword layman.
Li Qingzi couldn't help but put away his contempt for the flying sword, and also had some scruples in his heart.
At this moment, several bursts of wild laughter suddenly reached Li Qingzi's ears.
"No!" Li Qingzi just felt something bad, and a strong force hit Li Qingzi's back suddenly. Li Qingzi was knocked back more than ten feet, and he staggered to the ground.
After taking a few steps back, he regained his balance.
Li Qingzi felt a sweetness in her throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Hahaha! Li Qingzi, the Furious Sword layman can't deal with you alone, what about the two of us?" Amidst the wild laughter, two figures slowly appeared not far from Li Qingzi. One of them was wearing a bright red Taoist robe and looked a bit strange.
He is wretched, but the other person is just the opposite. He is wearing a short shirt and looks upright.
"You are acting in vain and actually launched a sneak attack!" Li Qingzi laughed angrily. Although he was one-on-one, he was not afraid of any of them. Even if one of them attacked two of them, he believed that he had the ability to do it himself.
Paul, but in front of me, there were three opponents, and they were three Loose Immortals. In addition, I was caught off guard and received a sneak attack. My internal organs were also shaken and the injuries were not light. If I faced them, I would definitely die.
undoubtedly.
"Escape!" This was Li Qingzi's only thought at the moment.
"Li Qingzi, prepare to be buried here today!"
"Li Qingzi, don't think about escaping. Look at Honglian Mountain, our three sects of righteousness are everywhere now. Where can you escape? Accept your fate!" The three Nu Jian laymen nodded to each other and said hello.
Then he laughed wildly at Li Qingzi.
"Who says I have nowhere to escape? If you have the guts, catch up with Li first!" After swallowing a mouthful of blood that was about to spurt out, Li Qingzi gritted his teeth and shot towards the Hongyun Sect's main hall.