Xu Changqing's sword qi directly passed through the ripples and flew into the air.

"Uh", Xu Changqing was stunned for a moment, and immediately released the true yuan, mobilized the aura of heaven and earth, and formed a shield on the route of the ripple attack, and with a soft "poof", the ripple and the shield dissipated at the same time. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yelu Hongguang's figure flashed and jumped to the side.

Seeing that this move was blocked by Xu Changqing, the thin old man was very dissatisfied, snorted softly, and as soon as he took a step, he came to Xu Changqing's near from the wall, the person was still in the air, and the pair of extraordinary palms had already struck out, and I saw two palm shadows flying out of the palms and going straight to Xu Changqing.

Xu Changqing pursed his mouth, "It's just a ground-level eight-grade cultivation, just like me, what can I do." The twin blades crossed and slashed upward, "Taste my Wind Chasing Cross Slash!" The two sword qi flashed and hit the palm shadow, but there was a screeching sound like metal grinding. The sound was heart-pounding.

The thin old man sneered, closed his hands, and saw that the two palm shadows were combined to scatter the knife qi, and as the thin old man pointed with his hand, the two palm shadows instantly merged into a burning flame palm, and continued to shoot towards Xu Changqing.

Xu Changqing was shocked, it was too late to dodge at this time, and he didn't care about his identity and face at the moment, his life was important, and he had a trick to dodge - the lazy donkey rolled and rolled to the side.

With a "boom", a puff of blue smoke came out, and the place where Xu Changqing was just now was hit by the flame palm, and even the soil seemed to be burning, emitting a burnt smell.

The thin old man was stunned for a while, and one of the palms that must be hit was avoided by such a vulgar move, and he couldn't help but be a little annoyed, and with a wave of his big hand, a fire cloud immediately appeared on Xu Changqing's head, and a ball of fireball fell from the cloud, and went directly towards Xu Changqing.

Looking at this strange attack move, Xu Changqing didn't dare to be careless, the wind chasing knife slashed several times in a row, and the knife slashed the falling fireball. But there were too many fireballs, and the high temperature was released, and Xu Changqing's surroundings turned into a sea of fire.

Suddenly, there was a scream in the sea of fire, and then a burning man rolled out of the sea of fire, rolled on the ground a few times, extinguished the fire on his body, and a charred man appeared in front of everyone.

Xu Changqing was terrified in his heart, he trembled, and pointed at the thin old man with a trembling finger, "You, you, you are the long-disappeared spirit controller. ”

The spirit controller can control the aura of heaven and earth, forming a variety of attacks. A long time ago, there were many soul controllers in this world, and the martial artists at that time, with the assistance of spirit control techniques, could increase their attack power exponentially, and the martial artists who cultivated to a high level could move mountains and reclaim the sea without much effort. However, later, for unknown reasons, this world became no longer suitable for cultivating spirit control techniques, and the cultivation of martial artists improved very slowly, and spirit control artists gradually faded out of the stage of history, and the spirit control techniques gradually disappeared.

Today, Xu Changqing thought of the introduction of ancient cultivators in the sect's classics from this strange attack method, and finally recognized that this was a spirit control technique, the thin old man was a spirit controller, and the ten ground-level eight-rank martial artists were not the opponents of a ground-level eight-rank martial artist who could control spirits.

Xu Changqing was shocked, the news, the big news, the peerless big news! The reappearance of the spirit controller will have a great impact on the martial arts world. Be sure to bring the news back to the Crazy Knife Gate. However, the top priority is to get the princess out first, and saving her life comes first.

Xu Changqing endured the pain of being burned all over his body, barely lifted a mouthful of True Yuan, and came to Xia Youlan and the others like a gust of wind, "Princess, run, that man in black is very powerful, we are not his opponent." ”

"If you want to run, it's not that easy, leave your head and run!" The thin old man came to the front with the black-clothed killer in a flash, looking at Ma Qingfeng and the others like cats and mice.

Ma Qingfeng also gasped, plus Yelu Hongguang, there were nine prefecture-level martial artists on the killer side, two of them were ground-level eight-rank, and the rest were also between the fourth-rank and the sixth-grade. The only ground-level eight-rank martial artist on his side was burned to the point that he only had half a life left. It seems that you have to make a trick, otherwise you have to explain it here today, and the attack method of the thin old man, Ma Qingfeng feels a little familiar, from the flame palm to the fire cloud, to the fireball, it gives Ma Qingfeng a familiar feeling, as if he can do that.

"Capture Xia Youlan and the female guard for me, my old man hasn't tasted the princess yet, and the rest of the waste will be killed!" The thin old man looked at Hai Wushuang and said with an obscene expression.

The seven black-clothed people immediately rushed to kill, Liu Ru showed her body and stopped two, and Dugu Ying killed the red silk and wrapped it around the two black-clothed killers. Ma Qingfeng casually sucked a sword from the ground, and swept the three black-clothed killers with one sword.

Yelu Hongguang stood next to him and didn't make a move, he fought with Xu Changqing just now, consumed too much true yuan, and was trying his best to recover.

Watching Dugu Ying cast the deadly red silk, flying up and down, forcing the two black-clothed killers to retreat, the thin old man frowned, and thought: How is this girl's kung fu somewhat similar to that family, is she a member of that family? I have never heard of people from that family coming to this continent where birds don't, if I hadn't promised my beloved woman to protect her descendants, I would have left this backward and desolate continent a long time ago. Maybe it's just similar, it's not from that family, otherwise how can it be just a guard, and there is no guardian by his side.

After Ma Qingfeng fought a few moves with the three killers, he knew that he couldn't fight for a long time, he had to fight quickly, and the threat in the dark was still there, which could only show that the person hiding in the shadows who was at least a ground-level eight-rank cultivator was an enemy or a friend, otherwise, he should have made a move a long time ago, but he didn't know what he was trying to do. He must not be given a chance to make a move.

Ma Qingfeng's true yuan force flowed, the chaos magic power accelerated, the long sword in his hand was instantly filled with true yuan, and the second move of the Guiyuan swordsmanship Wanchuan returned to the sea, only to see Ma Qingfeng's long sword emit a burst of white light, as if there was a wave sounding, shocking people's heartstrings. With a wave of Ma Qingfeng's long sword, a white light sounded and the sound of waves covered the three prefecture-level killers.

The thin old man who was watching the battle screamed badly, and immediately waved his hand, and a flame palm shadow appeared out of thin air, and went straight to Ma Qingfeng, he wanted to surround Wei to save Zhao and make Ma Qingfeng give up the attack.

At this moment, I saw Xia Youlan's figure flickering, came to Ma Qingfeng's side, thrust the two guns into the ground, quickly pinched a few handprints with both hands, and then pointed to the flame palm that came to the fight, and lightly opened the red lips, "Set!" It is strange to say, only to see that the flame palm obediently stopped in the air.

The thin old man was startled, he felt the connection between him and the Flame Palm suddenly break off, as if it was separated by something.

"Scatter", Xia Youlan spit out another word, the flame palm magically dissipated, and a wisp of green smoke slowly drifted away.

"Uh", Xu Changqing's eyes almost didn't fall out, he knew the power of that flame palm, even his ground-level eight-grade martial artist could only use the indecent trick of lazy donkey rolling, the princess, a ground-level second-grade martial artist, actually only said two words, and then scattered the terrifying flame palm, which was too against the sky. Could it be that the flame palm has a mind, likes beautiful women, and is willing to listen to the orders of beautiful women? Xu Changqing is head is foggy, and he is a little confused. But the next scene was so shocking that he almost bit his tongue off.

Ma Qingfeng swung out a sword, without any impact, the sword qi white light instantly engulfed the two ground-level killers, without the slightest sound, after the white light dissipated, the three ground-level killers also disappeared, leaving nothing, as if there were no two people in the world.

"Hmm", Xu Changqing covered his mouth, a trace of blood oozed out, and he bit his tongue. What kind of kung fu is this, this, what kind of kung fu is this? Oh my God! Those are three masters of the six grades of the prefecture level, and the kung fu of blowing is gone, and it is just one move. The rumors in the rivers and lakes are true! This Ma Qingfeng killed a ground-level martial artist like slaughtering a chicken, what kind of evil is this? Xu Changqing is about to go crazy, and what happened today is becoming more and more bizarre, and the long-disappeared spirit control technique has reappeared in the world; the second-grade martial artist of the prefecture-level said two words, and he said that the flame palm used by the fifth-grade martial artist of the prefecture-level eighth-grade martial artist with the soul-controlling technique is gone; the child of the third-grade prefecture killed three masters of the sixth rank of the prefecture with a single move, and he killed them cleanly, and there were no corpses left.

"Mantra!" The thin old man looked at Xia Youlan and said in surprise, "Heaven-level sword skills!" The thin old man looked shocked again. Looking at Xia Youlan and at Ma Qingfeng, the thin old man suddenly laughed madly, "Hahaha......"

At this time, everyone in the field had already ceased fighting, and the remaining four prefecture-level killers returned to the thin old man, looking at Ma Qingfeng and Xia Youlan in fear, how powerful the thin old man was, they knew very well, and these two young people seemed to be superior!