In the flash of light, Ma Qingfeng used the meteor point to kill three people in a row, and when he slid backwards, he also calculated and went straight to Wei Min. Before the person reached the meteor point, the hand had already pointed out, and he pointed to the numbness of the disciple of the bloody sect who was fighting with Wei Min in the middle of the point, and the disciple only felt numb all over his body, and his hands and feet suddenly did not obey the call, Wei Min saw the opportunity and could not miss it, raised his hand and pierced his heart with a sword. The celebrity-level nine-rank disciple's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground very unwillingly.

Ma Qingfeng killed several masters of the Nine Grades in a moment, stabilized the gestures of the disciples of the Sword Sect, and seeing that Ma Qingfeng was so heroic, the remaining dozen or so disciples of the Sword Sect were all like they had been beaten with chicken blood, causing the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect to be in a hurry for a while, and they were also killed by the disciples of the Sword Sect and seriously injured a few people. Dugu Ying frowned slightly, "That kid is very interesting, it is so easy to kill a disciple who is also a human-level ninth grade, it is simply an instant kill." If this son grows up, he will be a great enemy. The four elders next to him nodded repeatedly.

One of the skinny monkey-like elders said, "Can the hall master let his subordinates go and kill him?" Dugu Ying nodded slightly, "Elder Ma Fan made a quick decision. ”

This elder named Ma Fan was originally a Jiangyang thief, and later was chased by the government and thrown into the Blood Demon Gate, and later he cultivated to break through to the first grade of the ground level by luck, and was accepted by Dugu Ying, the master of the Blood Charm Palace, as a subordinate, and became an elder of the Blood Charm Palace.

Ma Fan jumped towards Ma Qingfeng, threw out a nine-section long whip in mid-air, and stabbed Ma Qingfeng in the throat with the whip as a gun. Under the urging of the ground-level master Zhenyuan, the whip head made a sizzling sound with the air.

Human-level martial artists cultivate true qi, ground-level martial artists compress true qi into a liquid state called true yuan, and heaven-level martial artists further compress the true yuan to make the true yuan into aura, which has the same attribute as the heaven and earth aura, so that a large area of heaven and earth aura can be mobilized to supplement their own consumption or attack the enemy. And the ground-level master can only simply use the heaven and earth aura according to the affinity between the true yuan and the aura of heaven and earth.

Ma Fan is only a ground-level first-grade cultivator, and the true yuan is only liquefied a little, and most of it is still in the dantian state of true qi. Therefore, he didn't use the aura of heaven and earth, so his true yuan consumption was very terrifying, and if he didn't get it right, he would fall back to a human-level martial artist, and it would be difficult to break through to the blue sky.

And Ma Qingfeng is different, his chaotic divine skill is directly to cultivate the aura of heaven and earth, plus the hidden dragon talisman to assist in cultivation, and convert the absorbed aura of heaven and earth into chaotic energy into Ma Qingfeng's dantian, even the heaven-level martial venerable cannot do this to Ma Qingfeng. Therefore, Ma Qingfeng's cultivation starting point is very high, but the cultivation time is short, and the chaotic energy of the heaven and earth aura transformation in the dantian is not very large, and Ma Qingfeng can't mobilize these chaotic energies at will. Others cultivated their true qi, liquefied it into true yuan, and finally transformed it into spiritual qi, and Ma Qingfeng happened to turn it upside down, which also caused his true qi to flow continuously, so don't worry about the lack of true qi. If he knew the method of mobilizing the aura of heaven and earth, his strength would be terrifying, but unfortunately, he didn't have time to read the classics about prefecture-level masters.

Without further ado, Ma Qingfeng saw a thin monkey-like old man wearing two golden clouds embroidered, flying towards him, and stabbing out a whip like lightning, it was too late to dodge, gritting his teeth, he could only resist the blow of the ground-level master, and carried the strength of his whole body, a sword stabbed out, and a crisp sound of "ding", how could the tip of the sword and the tip of the whip be so coincidental, how could it be so inch, just together, and held each other for a moment, Ma Qingfeng's stainless steel sword could not withstand the huge true qi, and it shattered into countless pieces, and the butterfly flew in all directions. A strong force attacked, Ma Qingfeng's right arm was numb for a while, his chest seemed to be hit by a hammer, a mouthful of blood spurted out, he kicked and kicked, retreated seven or eight steps in a row, his body was leaning back, and he fell to the ground.

Ma Qingfeng felt weak all over, without any strength, and tried a few times, but his fingers didn't move.

The strength of the ground-level martial artist is really powerful, and with just one move, the human-level nine-rank martial artist will fall to the ground. Seeing that the first master of his own side was put away by someone else's move, the fool also knew that he was a ground-level master, looking at the other party's camp, there were several such masters, and the disciples of the Sword Sect couldn't help but feel powerless and desperate, even if they were desperate with others, it was in vain.

On the contrary, the morale of the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect soared, and the disciples of the Sword Sect fell backwards one after another, and a few more people were injured in an instant.

Ma Fan saw that one move did not shock Ma Qingfeng, and he was secretly frightened. The full blow only seriously injured Ma Qingfeng, and Ma Fan felt embarrassed: "Mom, it's a big deal, the kid's life is very hard! With enough strength, an arrow rushed to Ma Qingfeng's approach, rounded the nine-section steel whip and whipped Ma Qingfeng's head. If this is confirmed, ten horses Qingfeng will also explain. The disciples of the Sword Sect were anxious, but they had no choice but to pray for a miracle. Will a miracle happen?

There is a saying that "people who don't deserve to die can always be saved," and a miracle really happened! At this critical moment, I saw a window on the top floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion open, and a figure swooped down like a goshawk: "Bloody door child, don't be rampant, watch the fight!"

A palm shadow hit Ma Fan like lightning, Dugu Ying saw that it was not good, and quickly turned over his hand and hit a palm, and a palm quickly blocked into the air, but it was not completely stopped, only a "bang" sound, Ma Fan was blown away like a rag bag, and the blood sprayed wildly in the air like no money, falling to the ground and rolling for two weeks. But without hesitation, he got up and staggered and ran to Dugu Ying, "The hall master save me." ”

Dugu Ying stretched out his jade wrist and popped out a healing pill, Ma Fan took it and swallowed it immediately, "Thank you hall master", and quickly sat cross-legged behind everyone, using exercises to heal injuries.

"Ground-level eight-rank, are you the pavilion elder of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?" Dugu Ying saw that his ground-level seven-grade cultivation had not blocked the other party's blow, and opened his mouth to ask.

The figure in the air fell next to Ma Qingfeng, reached out and took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out a pill with an attractive fragrance, and fed it into Ma Qingfeng's mouth: "Child, you are very good, heal well, and leave the rest to the old man!"

Looking at this kind old man with snow-white hair and even white eyebrows and beard, Ma Qingfeng nodded, and then the old man's strength sat up, and the luck guided the old man's strong true yuan into his body to begin to heal.

The disciples of the Sword Sect also retreated to Ma Qingfeng's surroundings to protect him.

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect also quickly retreated behind Dugu Ying, joking, the Sword Sect produced a ground-level eight-rank martial artist, and it was not enough for others to slap these level martial artists up. Let the hall master and the elders go up. The disciples of the Blood Demon Sect thought so in their hearts.

The white-haired old man was not wearing the Sword Sect's signature costume, just an earth-colored robe and a pair of black linen shoes, but it made people feel like a big mountain pressing on their hearts. The old man didn't answer Dugu Ying's question, turned around and looked at the people in the bloody gate, and his eyes opened and closed to shoot out the essence of the Dao.

"Ahh

"Who is he? calm down, you are also a fifth-grade martial artist at the ground level, don't embarrass me with blood. Dugu Ying reprimanded.

He ...... He...... He's a blood-clad sword demon!" Lu Tong said with a trembling body and stammering.

"Blood-clothed Sword Demon, you are the blood-clothed Sword Demon who slaughtered more than 2,000 people in Lianyun Mountain's Black Wolf Village fifty years ago, and the Nine Heavens of Cold?" Dugu Ying guessed.

looked at Lu Tong, whose body was trembling, "It turns out that you are the second master who slipped through the net back then, and you just settled the old accounts of the year today." Your brothers have been waiting for you for a long time. The white-haired old man said lightly.

Dugu Ying sneered, "Cold Nine Days, others are afraid of your blood-clothed sword demon, but I am not afraid of you, today is your death date, and it is also the day of the destruction of the Sword Sect." ”