The second wave of the sky spell impacted, and Qingluan was no longer back-to-back, and they separated in an instant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qingluan's forehead was marked by the Vermilion Bird, and the scorching heat around him burned up all the spells, and several people were stunned and turned into ashes.

The brush in Liu Qingfeng's hand was shining with golden light, and a chop word was written in the void, and with a wave of his hand, the chop flew out, killing everyone on their backs.

Lin Yifan's ancient sword, which had never been opened, slowly pulled out, and spit out the two words: "Two swords!" "The sword intent is invincible.

The three of them committed suicide with each other, and they all had some feelings of lack of follow-up, but fortunately, they also killed those people in fear.

The people around them retreated half a circle, and the space was widened.

Someone found some tricks, and the three of them didn't take advantage of the situation to fight after each used a move, guessing whether the three of them seemed to be weak in follow-up, so they said: "While they are angry, kill quickly!" ”

Everyone rushed up, but the three of Qingluan were still pulling back, and suddenly the three of them fell into a bitter battle.

Qingluan and Lin Yifan's fists and feet are extraordinary, although the force has not recovered, but they can't suffer much in the fight, Liu Qingfeng has Confucianism and righteousness, and he doesn't suffer too much.

Although the three of them are all strong players, they can't stand the other party's many people, and after a few times, they are also injured, and the blood-stained clothes on their bodies don't know if the blood is someone else's or their own.

There was a lot of murder on the path, and the sky above the smile was light and light, and two old men of about the same age stood in the sky, one was the Lingshan Sect Sect Master, and the other was the sloppy Taoist who appeared in Qing Zhai City.

The two of them looked at the people fighting to the death below, with different expressions.

"I didn't expect this kid to have grown to this point in a short period of time, and he must not be so laissez-faire!" Feng Qingyang took a deep breath.

The sloppy Taoist had a burning gaze, indeed, this kid's growth rate was so amazing that he had to praise his talent.

"Cultivators keep their promises, I definitely can't make a move, otherwise my Dao heart will be damaged, and it will inevitably affect my future cultivation path." The sloppy Taoist sighed, deeply regretting the decision he had made.

The sect master of the Lingshan Sect is obviously not as good as the sloppy Taoist, and his status is much shorter than that of the sloppy Taoist, and he is a little submissive when he speaks.

"Where do you need an adult to do this kind of thing, it's enough to have me!"

The sloppy Taoist looked embarrassed, he said back then that he would not let the older generation make a move on Qingluan, if Feng Qingyang made a move, it would be considered a violation of his promise, but ......

He glanced at Feng Qingyang with some ill will, Feng Qingyang was paying attention to the battlefield at the moment, and did not notice the abnormality of the sloppy Taoist.

"Uh-huh." The sloppy Taoist coughed and said, "Brother Feng, I still have some things over there, so I won't stay here, and I ask you to tell me about the results here." ”

The sloppy Taoist deliberately released a low profile, and a sentence of Brother Feng made Feng Qingyang flattered, as if he had received supreme glory, Feng Qingyang bowed deeply, and said with a little cruelty in his eyes: "Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely do things well." ”

"Then there will be labor." The sloppy Taoist turned to leave, and when he turned his back, his face no longer had the kind of warmth that made people feel like a spring breeze, and his face was full of violence. He had a plan in his heart, and when Feng Qingyang killed Qingluan, he would kill Feng Qingyang again, which would be regarded as not violating his promise.

After the sloppy Taoist left, Feng Qingyang did not do it immediately, he still stood in the sky and waited for the battlefield to end, if this group of little guys can kill Qingluan, then he doesn't have to do it himself, if he can't kill Qingluan, it should also help him consume Qingluan's physical energy, although even if Qingluan is in his heyday, he can kill at will, but it still takes some effort. He was ready to wait for the right opportunity to make a move.

Qingluan, Lin Yifan, and Liu Qingfeng finally recovered seventy or eighty percent, but they didn't dare to squander it anymore, so they fought hand-to-hand with the besiegers. When their strength was restored, they didn't suffer a loss when they stood up, especially Qingluan and Lin Yifan, who seemed to be at ease.

However, not only the three of them were masters in this battle, but also a few masters of the big faction attacked, and the occasional impact made them feel very annoyed.

The battle on both sides was evidently exhausted, and at last someone shouted: "Hand over the treasure, and you will leave!" ”

"Are you dreaming?" Qingluan shot back unceremoniously, and Liu Qingfeng said: "Brother Qing, can't you accumulate some virtue?" Don't say these four words for incivility, you remember. ”

"I'm not a member of your Confucian sect, I don't know what is indecent." Qingluan smiled, and Liu Qingfeng also smiled.

During the conversation between the two, each had the heads of one or two people, Qingluan said: "We killed so many people today, even if we really die, we won't suffer, as the saying goes, killing one is enough, killing two earns one, how many have we earned?" ”

"Don't say you're dead, I haven't married my little sister yet, and I haven't given birth to a son yet, how can I die like this? I don't want to die! Liu Qingfeng said with a smile.

"Boring!" Lin Yifan, who had a straight face, finally spoke, and Liu Qingfeng and Qingluan looked at each other and smiled.

"It's boring enough!" Behind the crowd, a man with a sword had not entered the battle for a long time, and finally spoke after listening to the conversation of several people.

Several swords came out from behind, killing the three of Qingluan regardless of the enemy, causing a wail and a wave of dissatisfaction.

"Jian Jiu, what are you doing?" Someone asked.

"Don't think that you are a disciple of the Sword Immortal and you can do whatever you want!" Someone told him where he came from.

"A disciple of the Sword Immortal?" Qingluan was surprised, he had heard the great monk Long Buddha say that the person he blocked in Qing Zhai City that time was the Sword Immortal, judging from the situation at that time, the Dragon Buddha should not have been courted by the Sword Immortal.

"But no, the sword immortal only passes on one disciple from generation to generation, which can be said to be passed down from generation to generation, and the most puzzling thing for ordinary sects is that there can only be one sword immortal in this world, and the next sword immortal must defeat and kill the previous sword immortal in order to achieve the position of the sword immortal, it is this kind of killing that makes the sword immortal sect stronger and stronger, although there is only one person, no one dares to underestimate it." Liu Qingfeng said while resisting.

"What if the challenger doesn't win?" Qingluan asked.

"That is death, after the challenger dies, the Sword Immortal will select another disciple to continue to cultivate, knowing that there will be someone who can defeat him." Liu Qingfeng said: "This kid is already the ninth person cultivated by this generation of Sword Immortals, so his name is Jian Jiu. ”

"Legend has it that the Sword Immortal is only for the sword, and I don't know why Jian Jiu is here." Liu Qingfeng was a little puzzled.

Just when Liu Qingfeng didn't understand what was going on, Jian Jiu actually walked towards them slowly, got up and flew his sword around, the people around him rarely had a complete body, and it was a very rare accident to be able to save his life.

"Jian Jiu, don't be ignorant!" Finally, someone couldn't help but scold Jian Jiu's behavior. The answer to the man was that a flying sword from Jian Jiu's body shot away, cutting off half of the man's head.

"He's here to help us?" Qingluan became more and more puzzled, and Liu Qingfeng could only shake his head.

"Jian Jiu, although the sword immortal is short-sighted, he will never stop the fight between his peers, even if we kill you now, the sword immortal will not come out to say a word for you, you have to think about it!" Although they killed one person, they were still unwilling to clash with Jian Jiu.

"Noise, my sword nine wants to kill someone, who can stop it!" And in the course of speaking, another man was killed.

"You! Kill! A sound sounded, and the people besieging Qingluan and the three began to attack Jian Jiu.

There were a few fewer people, and the pressure on Qingluan's side dropped sharply, and Qingluan hurriedly thanked: "Thank you Brother Jian Jiu for your help!" Jian Jiu didn't look at Qingluan at all.

Feng Qingyang frowned, and secretly said that the Sword Immortal was a neutral faction back then, and he didn't care about the battle between the Martial Saint and several Great God Emperors at all, but Jian Jiu appeared today, and he acted like this, could it be that the Sword Immortal had fallen to the Martial Saint's side? That's a bit of a hassle!

Although he guessed so, Feng Qingyang was not in a hurry to make a move, and he was ready to make another observation.

With the addition of Jian Jiu, the four of them were covered in blood under the killing, and each of them was like a demon coming to the world, making the besieging people tremble.

As soon as the momentum was lost, the defeat was immediate, and the side that originally had the advantage in numbers also began to rout, and the disciples who rushed to the front kept falling, and many disciples secretly retreated, and there would be two and then more if there was one.

The few people led by them saw that the general trend had gone, and they no longer fell in love with the war, although the treasure was important, but compared to their own lives, it was not very important.

The cultivators dispersed, and Qingluan and a few people did not take the opportunity to chase and kill, this battle had already consumed too much of their strength, and they could kill a few people if they caught up.

Qingluan, Lin Yifan, and Liu Qingfeng sat cross-legged on the spot and healed their injuries. Jian Jiu stood not far away with a sword, their sword immortal is also a peculiar, others pay attention to the sword, they are also sword-keeping, but more are close to the martial arts sword. It's not martial arts.

Feng Qingyang frowned, originally he could kill Qingluan and Lin Yifan now, but now not only is there a Confucian Liu Qingfeng, who is very likely to become a Confucian saint, but also a Jian Jiu, he doesn't dare to make a move against these two people, if he really kills these two people, it is estimated that his Lingshan Sect will also be destroyed.

In fact, Feng Qingyang didn't know that since he promised the sloppy Taoist to kill Qingluan, his Lingshan Sect was destined to have only one way to destroy the door, and there was no other possibility.

Just when Feng Qingyang was undecided, Qingluan, Liu Qingfeng, and Lin Yifan had already finished breathing, and Qingluan saw Jian Jiu standing with a sword and thanked him: "Thank you Brother Jiu Jian for drawing his sword and helping him, I can get out of trouble so easily, thank you!" Liu Qingfeng also thanked him, but Lin Yifan didn't say a word.

"Are you resting?" Jian Jiu didn't be polite to Qingluan and the others, and asked directly.

Qingluan nodded and said, "It's no big deal." ”

"That's good." Jian Jiu nodded and said, "Then isn't it time to talk about things between us?" ”

Qingluan was puzzled, and Liu Qingfeng was also puzzled.

Jian Jiuyi threw out the sword, firmly inserted it in front of Qingluan, and said in a cold voice: "Fight!" ”

Qingluan looked dazed, but Liu Qingfeng understood a little, Lin Yifan was a swordsman, and he stepped forward. The embarrassed Feng Qingyang's face is happy, and the show has begun!