Chapter 412: The Nobles of the South (1)

Seeing these Qishan cultivators surrounding him, the three of them shot at the same time, and the remaining two Tongyuan Realm cultivators hid behind, how could Lin Ruoli not know what would happen next, in fact, to be able to face so many cultivators, in addition to Lin Ruoli's own strong exercises, it was with the help of the Night Sky Sword, if not, even if her magical powers were great.

The thunder sounded, Lin Ruoli's figure disappeared from the spot in a flash, and the three of them's combined sword light magic weapons crisscrossed and crisscrossed, and they all fell short, only to see that in front of the other two cultivators outside the second zhang, Lin Ruoli's figure appeared strangely, and before the two of them could make any reaction, the night sky sword in Lin Ruoli's hand rippled down.

The two Qishan cultivators had just taken out the talisman and were about to take the opportunity to sneak attack, when the murderous demon appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.

But where did they think that Lin Ruoli didn't use much spiritual power to cast the sword technique before, and at this time, getting out was in front of him, where did Lin Ruoli still have reservations, and the spiritual power in his body surged straight into the Night Sky Sword, as if the dry river was injected with a long-lost rainstorm, and the Night Sky Sword seemed to emit a cheerful light roar, like a black lightning bolt falling directly in front of the two cultivators.

There was no life, and the two Qishan cultivators were more like they were frozen, standing motionless on the spot, while Lin Ruoli was after a thunderous roar, his figure once again brought out a series of afterimages, and quickly passed by the two cultivators. 35xs

Everything was done in an instant, and when the three of them failed to strike, Lin Ruoli had already escaped and walked a few zhang away to the side, and at this time, the magic weapons in the hands of the two cultivators and the bodies of their upper bodies moved at the same time, and they all turned into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Just when Lin Ruoli and the few other remaining Heavenly Xuan Realm cultivators were in crisis, the fighting methods of the two Condensing Realms on the other side suddenly changed drastically, only to see that the little white dragon and the burly scholar each drove the natal treasure to stir in the air, and a flying sword with a red glow and a thick black pen were fighting inextricably at this time.

The figures of the two cultivators suddenly jumped into the air, and when the magic trick was pinched, they pointed to a certain place below at the same time, only to see the little white dragon's flying sword and the burly scholar's large pen suddenly separated, and then turned around and suddenly blasted towards the yellow wooden carriage below.

I don't know why, the burly scholar who was originally on the side of the Huaxia Business Alliance, after fighting with the little white dragon for a while, suddenly turned the head of the gun and directly moved against the yellow wooden carriage protected by his side.

The powerful spiritual power enveloped the whistling wind, and the two natal treasures slashed on the yellow wooden carriage in the blink of an eye, and the runes on the surface of the carriage flashed, but they were directly shattered after only a slight resistance, and with a bang, the entire yellow wooden carriage was shattered, and the yellow wood fragments burst out far and scattered all over the place.

The full force of the two Condensing Realm cultivators struck with all their might, and the power of the entire carriage was conceivably conceivable, and the entire carriage was shattered without any accidents, but there was no bloody corpse in the carriage, only to see the figures of two people standing in a faint yellow light shield.

A middle-aged man with a mustache and a maid behind him who was trembling with fright, stood in the yellow light shield at this time, the mustache held an ancient mirror a foot big in his hand, and the yellow light was emitted from this ancient mirror, forming a shield to protect the two of them, but there were already three clear cracks on the mirror at this time, it seemed that the full strength of the two Condensing Realm cultivators just now had damaged this magic weapon, and the middle-aged man with a mustache was pale and the corners of his mouth were still oozing blood.