Chapter 16 The Strength of the Sect and the Glory of War
"The Third Elder, the Sixth Elder, Yun You, you stop those three. The rest of the elders, follow me to deal with the purple blind man!" The sect master didn't think much about it, and distributed their respective targets as quickly as possible, waved the stainless steel dagger in his hand, and shot ahead of Zixiao Linglong.
"That's right, then I'll take you first!" Zixiao Linglong stepped up to meet him, and raised the firewood knife high in his right hand.
Ha! Zixiao let out a loud shout, and the firewood knife slashed at the sect master's head. The Sect Master hurried his qi to the dagger, which lit up with a blue-gray halo, and he crossed the dagger to block the blade.
When, the hatchet directly broke through the halo and slammed into the dagger. The sect master's hand sank suddenly, and the blade above his head was continuing to approach, no, it was so powerful that it couldn't be stopped.
There was no time left for the sect master to change his moves, he bent his knees forward, his waist and abdomen forced, and smashed his body to the ground. Then he didn't care about the pain and face, and rolled to the side, avoiding Zixiao Linglong's attack.
"Big brother be careful!" The second elder rushed to help, she moved sideways to the left side of Zixiao Linglong, raised her crutches and smashed it on the other party's shoulder.
Zixiao Linglong caught a glimpse that the second elder's weapon was not a sharp blade, so she simply stretched out her left hand to catch it. Bang, the crutch smashed into the palm of his hand, and Zixiao's delicate hand only paused slightly.
The second elder saw that the situation was not good, and wanted to pull his crutches back. It's a pity that it was too late, Zixiao Linglong's fingers had already closed, and she grabbed the crutch tightly.
Zixiao Linglong's body shook, and the purple light spread from his left hand, dispersing the halo on the crutches and extending in the direction of the second elder's hand, and he actually wanted to attack directly with his strength.
At this time, a streamer of light slashed down from the top of his head, and it went straight to Zixiao's delicate left wrist, which was the fourth elder. At the same time, the five elders on the right side also cooperated to launch an attack, stabbing a sword light towards Zixiao Linglong's waist ribs.
Zixiao Linglong had no choice but to let go of her crutches and wield a firewood knife to make a large circle to block the attacks of the Fourth Elder and the Fifth Elder. The fourth elder and the fifth elder all used spell pattern wooden swords, and they didn't dare to catch the edge of the firewood knife, so they could only jump back and retreat to the sect master's side.
The sect master held the dagger across his chest, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Zixiao Linglong: "The attack of the Qihua Realm is too strong, we must not take it hard, everyone must be careful." ”
The second elder nodded and said, "He is covered in a flame suit, and it is estimated that he can't even penetrate this layer of flame clothes with a long-range attack, so he can only rely on the benefits of weapons." Fourth, fifth, your wooden sword is inconvenient to get close, so first cast the cold mist to hinder his movements. ”
Hearing this, the Fourth Elder and the Fifth Elder took two steps back, holding the wooden sword flat with their right hand and brushing it on the wooden sword with their left hand. Then several spell patterns lit up on the wooden sword, and a cold white mist erupted from the end of the sword, entangled Zixiao Linglong like a snake.
Needless to say, the moment the sect master and the others were entangled in the white mist, they pounced on Zixiao Linglong from all directions at the same time.
Zi Xiao Linglong saw the second elder's crutches sweeping towards his left foot, snorted coldly and extended the purple light to his leg, raised his left foot and kicked the crutches back.
As soon as he raised his foot and kicked the cane back, he sensed the severity of the cold mist. The cold mist kept squeezing the light flame on his body, trying to stick to his body, and the fog revealed a strong chill, making him feel frozen, and his body couldn't help but move a lot slower.
At this time, Elder Danfang swung a copper furnace shovel, followed by the attack of the second elder, and smashed into Zixiao Linglong's right foot. Zixiao Linglong saw the sharp blade angle of the head of the stove shovel and understood that she couldn't kick with her legs this time.
But because of the cold fog, his left foot was not lowered at this time. Seeing that the stove shovel was getting closer and closer, Zixiao Linglong's right toe pressed a little hard to the ground, click, and the stone bricks on the ground cracked like spider webs, and his body rose into the air, avoiding the attack of Elder Danfang.
As soon as the body left the ground, there was the sound of air breaking through above. Zixiao raised her head and saw the sect master holding the dagger tightly, hanging upside down and rushing down.
"It's up to you, get out of here!" Zixiao Linglong's right eye widened, and the light flame on his body exploded out in an instant with his shout, and the wave of qi spread from his side to the surroundings, instantly pushing away the cold mist. The firewood knife in his hand was raised upwards and aimed at the sect master's chest.
The sect master knew that his dagger was stabbing at the top of Zixiao Linglong's head, and Zixiao Linglong's firewood knife was aimed at his chest, if both sides did not dodge, it should be Zixiao Linglong who hit first.
Not good, the next situation was beyond the expectations of the sect master. I saw that the purple light on the firewood knife was even more abundant, and the brilliance was flickering, as if it was extending from the tip of the knife.
What is this? Is it the ability of the Qihua Realm? The sect master did not dare to bet, if he was injured, it would be even more difficult for the four of them to resist Zixiao Linglong.
He quickly deflected the direction of the dagger, and when the dagger slammed into the wood knife, the sect master jumped out of the opponent's attack range with the strength of the shock.
Standing still, he looked down at his chest, the inch-long opening on his clothes was so eye-catching. Sure enough, the brilliance that emerged from the Qihua Realm on the weapon had the same damage ability as a weapon.
"Everyone be careful, the purple light on his knife can also hurt people. ”
"Hahaha, good eyesight. Qi Huajing is to turn this qi into a weapon......"
The sect master directly blocked his words back: "Hmph, purple blind man, don't be arrogant, I see how long you can last with this qi!"
"Then let you see how long it lasts!" Zixiao Linglong screamed and rushed forward, and several people fought together. This time, Zixiao Linglong learned wisely, and he kept chasing the Fourth Elder and the Fifth Elder to attack, not allowing them to have time to release the cold mist.
From the left side of the hall to the right side of the hall, from the ground of the hall to the beam of the hall, the table and chairs were affected by the fight, and they were broken into pieces of wood and flew around.
Over there, the Third Elder, the Sixth Elder, and the Senior Sister stopped the people from Zixiao Cave. There are three condensation realms on both sides, you come and go, and you can't tell the winner.
After a long stalemate, Senior Sister suddenly found that the movements of the Third Elder were gradually becoming sluggish, and his attacks were not as sharp as they were at the beginning, and he was pressed by his opponent and kept retreating.
She hurriedly leaned over: "Third Elder?"
"Whew, whew, I'm fine, I'm fine!" the third elder gasped, seeming very tired.
Senior Sister looked down at his movements and found that his hands were always involuntarily covering his chest. "Third Elder, were you injured by Zixiao Linglong. ”
"Whew, it's okay, I'm fine. Be careful!"
Not allowing them to talk more, the three people from Zixiao Cave attacked again. The senior sister raised her ring to greet her, and at the same time deliberately protected the three elders behind.
As soon as they had just made a few moves, Senior Sister heard the roar of the Third Elder behind her: "Bastard!"
What's going on, could it be that the third elder was injured?
She swung a streamer to block the attack in front of her, and quickly looked back. I found that the three elders were fighting with a person, it was Mo Junrong!
I saw Mo Junrong holding two small scimitars with the length of his index fingers, staring at the three elders frantically. The three elders kept swinging their fists to attack, but their bodies were unsteady on their feet, and they couldn't stop retreating from being shocked.
Senior Sister felt a chill in her heart, she could actually make the Third Elder stand unsteadily, and this attack power was definitely no worse than her.
Oops, Mo Junrong is also a condensation realm!