"The famous sword trick of the waves, are you Xu Chaosheng of the Worship Pavilion?"

Looking at the sea of sword qi that was layered and exposed, above the clouds, the middle-aged purple-clothed Taoist who was sitting cross-legged frowned, feeling that there was a pinprick-like stinging pain everywhere in his body, as if thousands of sword qi were slashing at his body.

"I didn't expect it to be you? A monk of the Acupoint Realm actually listened to the guidance of a mortal, Xu Chaosheng, don't you even want the face of a monk?"

The middle-aged Taoist had a majestic face and a questioning tone.

"Is it me Xu who doesn't want face, or do you Ziyang Sect don't want face?" Xu Chaosheng sneered, and thousands of sword lights rose straight up towards the sky.

"That's it, I pitied your talent, wanted to spare your life, and persuaded you to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. ”

The middle-aged purple-clothed Taoist shook his head, his eyes became colder and colder, and he, who regarded the reputation of the sect as life and death, completely became murderous to Xu Chao at this moment.

"I have long heard that the people of the Ziyang Sect are arrogant, but I didn't expect that even a single Linghai Realm would dare to be so arrogant. ”

Xu Chaosheng, who was standing in the sea of swords, was holding a black iron sword, his jaw was full of messy stubble, he looked at the figure in the sky, shook his head, and a wave of anger suddenly arose from his heart.

The Spirit Sea Realm and the Acupoint Realm may seem to be just a gap between the Acupoints and the Acupoints, but in fact, they are thousands of miles apart.

Not to mention, he had already condensed nineteen acupuncture points, and among the monks who had just entered the acupoint realm, he was also not a weak existence.

"What about the cave realm, I don't know the number of days, and it will eventually turn into a cloud of flying ashes. ”

This time, it wasn't the middle-aged purple-clothed Taoist who spoke.

Above Qiongxiao, a handsome young man with a star crown and purple robe suddenly appeared, his voice was as cold as a sword, with his appearance, the temperature in the air began to rise violently, and soon next to the Thunder God's Appearance, a four-headed and eight-armed hideous flame giant appeared in the sky, each of the eight arms held a different flame weapon, and its momentum was not weaker than the Thunder God's Appearance beside him.

The flames burned, turning half of the sea of clouds into the brilliant clouds of the twilight.

"The Flame King. ”

The pupils shrank suddenly, Xu Chaosheng faintly felt that it was not very good, this Great Fan Thunder God and the Flame King are both extremely powerful techniques, in terms of level, they are also extremely powerful in the category of treasure arts, faintly known as the first fire method and the first thunder method of the Ziyang Sect.

Facing one of them alone, with the strength of his acupoint realm, it is not difficult to win in battle.

Facing two at the same time, that is, a little more troublesome, it won't be too much of a problem.

However, his task was not to kill these two people, but to escort Zhiguo Gong back to the front line safely.

That's why he will show his big move at the beginning, in order to quickly defeat the Great Van Thunder God.

Once he is dragged back, in case there is a third person who sneaks up on Zhiguo Gong, with Zhi Guogong's body, the enemy is afraid that as long as he blows, he can put Zhi Guogong to death, and at that time, how should he explain to the king.

"Let's do it, senior brother, kill people as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night. ”

Above the red clouds, the star-crowned purple-robed young man stood with his hands in his hands, and said lightly to the middle-aged purple-clothed Taoist.

If it is according to the regulations, they should immediately send a signal at this moment, gather people from other routes, and work together to punish the thief, but in this way, their credit will be given to others by Bai Fengrun.

In order to jointly resist Gu Zhao's Western Expedition Alliance, each of the ten sects took out some spells, elixirs, magic weapons, etc., and if you want to get these things, you need to exchange them with merit, for example, the star-crowned purple-robed young man took a fancy to the Seven Birds Fire Method of the Incense Valley, and wanted to put it together with the Flame King to comprehend, and strive to make his own fire method to the next level, and the Seven Birds Fire Method, as a signature spell of the Incense Valley, needs to be exchanged for a great skill.

Killing Guo Zhiwen is a great achievement, and if they summon others to come, even if they kill Guo Zhiwen in the end, it will be a small achievement at most.

"Good. ”

The middle-aged purple-clothed Taoist nodded, his lips moved slightly, and he began to recite the mantra, although he had been practicing the Dafan Thunder God Method for a hundred years, he still couldn't fully comprehend the mystery, and he still needed the assistance of spells and spells when casting spells, and it was not at all like the star-crowned purple-robed young man on the side.

"Whoosh Whoosh ......"

At this moment, the ten thousand sword qi below suddenly burst into flames, like a blooming white lotus, the dense sword qi carried an incomparably terrifying power, as if it was about to pierce a hole in the sky.

"Senior brother, I will protect the Dharma for you. ”

A disdainful smile appeared at the corner of the star-crowned purple-robed young man's mouth, and as soon as his thoughts moved, the Flame King behind him moved in an instant, and two huge flame arms stretched forward, and the flame magic weapon was lined up in the sky, and the palms were placed in front of him, and the palms of his palms immediately erupted red and scorching flames.

The flame quickly pushed forward, and the scorching fire wave overturned downward like a tsunami, and a large amount of sword qi hit the rolling fire wave, but it was completely melted by this terrifying high temperature.

Occasionally, the sword light broke through the sea of fire, and was also shot down by the flame magic weapon suspended in the sky.

Xu Chaosheng in the center of the Sword Sea frowned, feeling extremely surprised, the gap between the Acupoint Realm and the Spirit Sea Realm, no one can understand better than a Cave Acupoint Realm cultivator, it is a gap in the essence of life.

"The flames are quirky. ”

Xu Chaosheng's gaze fell on the red flame, this temperature was really a little scary.

Below, the ground began to crack, the turf withered, the flowers withered, and a small river flowing eastward was scorched to the point that only the riverbed remained.

"Yes. ”

At this moment, Xu Chaosheng suddenly shouted that something bad was coming.

With this level of high temperature, I'm afraid Zhiguo Gong can't stand it at all.

He suddenly realized that no matter how strong he was, as long as the two sides fought fiercely enough, I was afraid that the aftermath of the battle would kill the Zhiguo Gong, who was still a mortal.

And at this moment, under the ground, a layer of dark yellow light shrouded the carriage, and outside the light mask, the coachman wearing a hat and gray patched clothes was holding the neck of a purple-robed young man in his hands.

The purple-robed young man struggled desperately, but the other party's hand was like a divine pillar made of ten thousand years of divine iron, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't shake the divine pillar at all, and the most desperate thing was that the spiritual power of his whole body was sinking into this seemingly ordinary figure in front of him bit by bit.

A deep powerlessness swept through the body like a tide.

"Click. ”

The sound of his neck being twisted sounded, and the light in the young man's vision quickly disappeared.

"This Xu Chaosheng is still too reckless. ”

Then the young man's body was thrown away, and the coachman straightened the hat on his head, and his eyes looked at the sky through the black cloth hanging from the hat, as if there was no one around.

"I also asked the master of Li Pavilion to tell Xu Xian, so that he would not worry about it. ”

Guo Zhiwen got down from the carriage and stood in front of the coachman.