"Well, that is Qinghe County, according to the spies, there are at least more than a thousand monks from the Taixu Sect stationed in the whole county. ”

On a flying tiger and leopard, a handsome man in blue and white dress sits on a ride.

He was straight, and he carried a sword scabbard with a streamer jade behind his back.

Zhang Fengqing, the main person in charge of this trip to Qinghe County.

Regarding the operation to rescue various places, the family has carried out quickly, and this Qinghe County is the area that Zhang Fengqing is responsible for.

Of course, they are not the only ones who come.

"Big brother, look over there. ”

Zhang Gouyan, who was riding a spirit beast next to him, pointed to the other side.

A group of monks dressed in purple clothes had already gathered there, and they were the elite sword cultivators of the Spirit Sword Pavilion.

Obviously, this time, we must all eradicate the evil cultivators stationed in Qinghe County.

"Well, it's all here. ”

Zhang Fengqing said in a deep voice.

His eyes looked sharply ahead, and with a pull of the reins he was holding, the tiger beast under the seat bared its fangs and its face was full of ferocity.

"Everyone ......"

Zhang Fengqing said coldly in his mouth, stretched out his right hand to hold the hilt of the sword on his back, and the whole person leaned forward slightly.

"Give me an attack!"

A loud shout sounded, and with the issuance of the order, a powerful momentum erupted.

Zhang Fengqing pulled out his long sword and pointed forward, and the wings of the tiger beast under the seat fluttered, and he raised his head and roared wildly and struck the sky.

"Kill!"

All the elders and disciples harnessed the spirit beast and rushed to the closed city in front of them.

"They acted. ”

On the other side, an elder dressed in purple said in a deep voice.

"Then let's go too!"

The one at the head was Elder Wan, and he said in a solemn voice.

As a core elder, he was ordered to work with the Zhang family team to liberate Qinghe County!

Now is the time to act.

With an order, all the elders and disciples of the Spirit Sword Pavilion rushed away with their feet on the flying sword.

Some of them were lined up in a line, some in human formations, and all of them flew towards one city in an orderly manner.

Inside, the monks of the Taixu Sect stationed nearby quickly sensed this imminent killing intent.

"Hmph!

An elder sneered.

"I'm worried that killing people too much has caused a big loss of labor, but now it's okay, there is such a group of people. ”

The other elder's eyes were fierce, and a beating black line appeared in his eyes.

Both the elders and the disciples were not afraid in the face of this sudden attack of foreign forces.

On the contrary, they were desperate for killing, and they had long been looking forward to a bloody slaughter.

Zhang Fengqing, who was riding the Flying Tiger Beast not far away, held a third-grade mid-level long sword in his hand, and constantly poured mana into cover the sword body.

For a time, the sword body was shining brightly, exuding powerful power.

"Kill!"

Zhang Fengqing let out a loud shout and slashed away with his sword.

A brilliant sword blade more than ten zhang long, wrapped in terrifying intent, slashed at the evil elders in front of him at once.

Thundered......

The sound of explosions rang out, kicking up puffs of dust.

Soon, a dark barrier was revealed, strewn with mottled and broken shards.

"Hehe, it's pretty good. ”

Several elders danced wildly with black hair, and their faces were distorted.

On their bodies, a strange evil aura like ink rose, and wriggling black threads began to appear on the surface of their skin.

"Interesting. ”

Seeing this, Zhang Fengqing, who was in the sky, looked at him, and the long sword in his hand tightened.

The clansmen rode spirit beasts and gathered together to attack and break through the city gates.

They quickly rushed inside and fought against the Taixu Sect monks who came to stop them.

And Elder Wan also led a group of sword cultivators of the Spirit Sword Pavilion, holding their swords towards the targets below.

Immediately afterwards, the strong raid of the Zhang family and the Spirit Sword Pavilion immediately swept through the entire Qinghe County.

The monks of the Taixu Sect rushed to the scene one after another to participate in the battle.

From the elders to the disciples, all of them have performed evil methods, and all the monks who want to commit crimes in the future have been destroyed.

A full 1,300 Taixu Sect monks fought fiercely against the Zhang family and the Spirit Sword Pavilion monks.

Roar......

One after another Fighting Spirit Beasts were released, all of them desperately assisting in the battle.

All kinds of elemental talismans were thrown out, and a series of dense explosions pierced and exploded, rising in curling smoke.

After a long period of experience, the Zhang family, with a series of equipment, has burst out of combat power is very powerful.

A radius of 100 miles, all turned into battlefields.

The energy currents roared endlessly, and the storm formed gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered, and destroyed many places.

Brilliant magic weapons, dazzling light and strong sword qi are all over the place.

In fact, what is more conspicuous is the unified pitch-black majesty, which spreads like a wave.

One by one, the cultivators of the Taixu Sect with an evil aura attacked each other with hideous expressions, and the evil energy emitted from their bodies was very violent.

Zhang Fengqing jumped down from the back of the spirit beast, and the long sword in his hand moved rapidly, swinging out countless powerful light blades.

Puff puff puff......

The bodies of several disciples were shattered, black blood sprayed a puff, and the stumps fell to the ground with severed arms.

He stepped on his footwork, dodged to the back of an evil elder, and charged his strength into a sword that flew out.

The sword body rippled with strong power, wrapped in a cold and fierce intent.

It was almost an afterimage, with a piercing sound of breaking wind.

The elder in the middle stage of foundation building sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned the black qi into a shield to block it.

Bang!

The shield shattered, the cold light flashed away, and in an instant it disappeared into the back and through the chest.

"Uhh......hh

The elder looked pained, his muscles twitching.

The sword body stirred, and the heart was completely strangled, and the vitality was gone.

Draw your sword and pull out.

Zhang Fengqing turned into a ghost shadow and wandered on the battlefield, looking at a white-bearded elder who had overwhelmed some of the Spirit Sword Pavilion monks.

The white-bearded elder's face was thin, his cheekbones were prominent, and his eyes exuded wisps of black energy.

He held a magic flag in his hand, and under the wave, many black wolf spirits condensed out, and quickly slaughtered the opponent.

Roar ......

There were a large number of wolf spirits, and they rushed away like a surging wave, knocking some sword cultivators into defeat and retreating, and began to show casualties.

The cultivation of this white-bearded elder is in the late stage of foundation building!

After the evil bonus, the power he exerts is greatly increased.

An elder of the Spirit Sword Pavilion erupted with a sword light more than ten zhang long, rolling up a huge air current.

But soon, it was pounced on by several wolf spirits and forcibly blocked it.

"Ah......h

A sword cultivator screamed miserably, and half of his body was devoured by a wolf spirit, and Sensen's skeleton and bright red blood were all exposed.

Another wolf spirit swept through the air, leaving only a headless corpse with blood spurting from its neck, staggering to the ground.

The black wolf spirit displayed by this white-bearded chief was extremely ferocious.

Zhang Fengqing quietly touched the back, he has been used to assassinating assassins in recent years, and he has become extremely sensitive and forbearing.

His breath is rhythmically controlled, as if it blends in with everything around him.

When it was approaching, Zhang Fengqing's sword suddenly burst out, and he went straight towards the back of the white-bearded elder's head.

The white-bearded elder, who was enjoying the killing, suddenly felt that there was a wind in the back of his head, and he secretly said something bad in his heart.

He was just about to react, but the yellow flag in his hand stopped abruptly as soon as he waved halfway.

The wolf spirits that were summoned also disappeared into the air in an instant.

There was no tricky entanglement, which made some of the monks of the Spirit Sword Pavilion look at it curiously.

Then, the pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw that the white-bearded old man's forehead had an extra sword body, and the pitch-black blood slowly flowed downward.

When it was withdrawn, the body fell to the ground.

A handsome man dressed in blue and white clothes, holding a long sword with cold light flashing, his face as calm as water.

All the monks who saw this scene would gasp.

One hit?

This...... It's too strong, isn't it......

An elder of the Spirit Sword Pavilion suppressed the fear in his heart and hurriedly nodded.

Zhang Fengqing also nodded, and then turned the target in other directions with his sword, his body was sensitive and secretive, like a killer who had been tempered for thousands of years.