"Hmm...... Hmm...... "The little nun Lingyu panicked, her face turned pale with fright, and she hurriedly struggled to turn her head to look, and when she saw the appearance of the person who came, her eyes as clear and flawless as spring water couldn't help but be stunned.

"Shhhhh

"Good ...... Brother Liangchen, why are you!" Lingyu, the little nun, said in surprise.

"Of course it's me, if I don't follow, you little fool won't rush over to die!" Ye Xing rolled his eyes and said.

Along the way, the little nun Lingyu rode her horse and whipped up, constantly hurrying, and Ye Xing used light skills to follow all the way behind, so she naturally couldn't find Ye Xing.

"No, but my master ...... them" The little nun Lingyu looked at the fierce black-edged blood-clothed man over there, and then looked at the elders of her own family, her pretty face was worried and anxious.

"Okay, let's not rush over, let's see what the situation is first!" Ye Xing directly grabbed her little hand, pressed her in the grass, and didn't let her go out.

The two of them half-crouched in the grass, looking ahead through the shadowy weeds.

......

Ahead, in front of the Jingci Nunnery, two groups of people stood opposite each other.

One side was murderous, the other side was angry, the two sides were tense and confrontational, and the air around them seemed to be frozen, a dead silence and dullness, as depressing as a dark cloud.

"Xuanjing Old Nun, now that the three days have arrived, I advise you to obediently give up this Qingquan Mountain, otherwise I will not blame the ancestor for being unkind to you!" The black-edged blood-clothed old man had a gloomy gaze, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"Blood Ghost Ancestor, don't you want to deceive people too much, Qingquan Mountain is the location of my Jingci Nunnery sect, the inheritance of the master, and the ancestors left it, how can you let it go!"

"Old Bald, don't toast and don't eat and drink!" The eyes of the black-edged blood-clothed old man and the blood ghost ancestor flashed with a fierce light, and he said sharply: "Qingquan Mountain is full of vitality, how can this kind of cultivation treasure land be possessed by a second-rate small sect like your Jingci Nunnery, if you know each other, give it to me obediently, otherwise I will destroy you!"

"The mountain is in the people, and no one is dead in the mountain!" Master Xuanjing's eyes were extremely firm, he clenched the sword in his hand, and said coldly: "Even if my Jingci Nunnery is destroyed, your Blood Ghost Sect will not be able to think about it!"

When the black-edged blood-clothed old man and the blood-ghost ancestor heard this, their faces suddenly turned blue and gloomy.

"Ancestor, let's talk nonsense with this old bald nunnery, just destroy this broken nunnery, and leave a few beautiful nuns for everyone to have fun and enjoy!" A Blood Ghost Sect protector next to him immediately said, and a pair of triangular eyes kept scanning and looking for a group of female nuns.

"Shut up for me!" The Blood Ghost Ancestor of the Black-edged Blood-clothed Old Man said coldly, and then looked at Master Xuanjing, and said in a deep voice: "As you said, if I destroy your Jingci Nunnery, my Blood Ghost Sect may also have to pay a certain price, but your Jingci Nunnery is full of destruction, why bother! Without this Qingquan Mountain, you can just build a nunnery in another place, why do you have to work hard." ”

"Hey, the sect has fallen here, it has been bullied by thieves, and it is already ashamed of the sect master to disdain the descendants. Now if he even loses the place of inheritance of the sect, he will not have the face to meet the ancestors of the ancestors under the nine springs!" "Master Xuanjing is also extremely strong, and said coldly: "Blood Ghost Ancestor, the poor nun will directly put his words here today. If you leave, if you have to forcibly occupy my Qingquan Mountain, my Jingci Nunnery will have to fight with my life, and even if you die, I will bite off a few pieces of meat from your Blood Demon Sect!"

The face of the black-edged blood-clothed old man's blood ghost ancestor changed slightly, his eyebrows were locked, and his eyes flickered, obviously caught in the trade-off.

Compared with the strength of the two sides, the Blood Ghost Sect naturally has an absolute advantage, and there are more than a hundred Innate Realm martial artists. In addition to the Blood Ghost Old Man himself being a first-class innate realm powerhouse, there are also eight second-class innate realm masters.

And there are no first-class innate realm powerhouses on the side of Jingci'an, but there are six second-class innate realm masters, and there are more than fifty and nearly sixty third-class innate realm martial artists, and their strength is not too weak.

If it was really a life-and-death fight, the Blood Demon Ancestor estimated that his Blood Ghost Sect would probably have at least about one-third of the casualties. When I think of this, I can't help but feel extremely painful in my heart, you must know that the innate realm is the foundation and backbone of a sect. However, if Qingquan Mountain's cultivation treasure made him give up, he was even more unwilling.

"Master Xuanjing, Ancestor, I am not an unkind person. The black-edged blood-clothed old man and the blood ghost ancestor said in a deep voice: "The ancestor will give you another chance at the end, as long as you can go through fifty moves under me, I will immediately take people out of Qingquan Mountain without saying a word, otherwise you will give up Qingquan Mountain, what do you think?"

"This ......" Master Xuanjing frowned slightly, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

As the head of a faction, if there is another way out, she doesn't want her sect to perish. Her current cultivation is at the peak of the second-class innate realm, and she is only a line away from the first-rank innate realm, while the Blood Ghost Ancestor is in the early stage of the first-rank innate realm. It is basically impossible to defeat a first-class innate with a second-class innate body, but if it is said that if you take fifty moves in the hands of the Blood Ghost Ancestor, the Xuanjing Master is still certain to a certain extent.

"That's it, if I really lose the mountain gate, I Xuanjing will apologize for my crimes, and it would be good if the others could save their lives!"

"Haha, very good, very good! That master should be careful!" The eyes of the black-edged blood-clothed old man and the blood ghost ancestor Yin Owl flashed fiercely, and he immediately carried the rolling true yuan, and the blood-colored steel claw in his hand turned into an afterimage, and directly slashed towards the throat of Master Xuanjing.

"Boom!"

The sword was unsheathed, and the Xuanjing Master did not show weakness, completely ignoring the invading blood-colored steel claws, but the long sword shook, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight towards the heart of the blood ghost ancestor's chest with cold light, and he was actually going to fight for his life.

"Damn, isn't this old bald nun going to die!" The black-edged blood-clothed old man Blood Ghost Ancestor looked shocked, and immediately hurriedly launched a light technique to dodge. It was true that his claw could indeed kill Master Xuanjing, but he was afraid that he would also be seriously injured by the stabbing himself, and he didn't want to take this risk.

Master Xuanjing knew that his cultivation was not as good as the other party, and only by outputting his best and replacing the defender with attack could he have a chance to win. After all, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and the cultivation is insufficient, so they can only be replaced by others.

"Ping Pong!"

The two figures directly launched a fierce confrontation, the figure sometimes rose into the air, sometimes fell to the ground, the sword light flashed, the claw shadow was heavy, the fierce collision, rubbing out a line of scarlet sparks, the energy was surging everywhere, and the surrounding mountains and rocks were shattered one after another, turning into powder, and they were scattered in all directions.