Qingwei Dao Chang looked at the hideous Lide, sighed lightly and left, there are still troubles left by the Demon Sect waiting for him to deal with. As for Lude, he is already a turtle in an urn, and it is difficult to escape Shushan.

Lu De should have thought that if he did something for the Demon Sect, where would there be any good end, and he was ruthlessly regarded as an outcast by the Demon Sect, and he was also to blame.

Qingwei came to the position where Fang Zhizhi was fighting with the demon god clone, only to see Fang Zhizhi lying on the ground weakly, surrounded by a piece of scorched earth. Fang Zhizhi also smiled apologetically when he saw Qingwei Dao Elder coming: "I'm sorry, Fang's skills are not as good as others, and the demon god clone really deserves its reputation." ”

Qingwei frowned, flicked his sleeves to disperse the surrounding flames, and helped Fang Zhizhi up and said, "Mr. Fang, is that demon god clone really so strong?"

Fang Zhizhi smiled bitterly and said: "This is just one of his clones, with the help of the spirit stone statue as a medium, he can hit me hard, if the real body comes, I'm afraid only the Spirit Emperor can stop it." ”

Qingwei nodded, and at this moment, the three ancient swords behind him trembled slightly and flew towards the south. Qingwei was stunned for a moment, and after giving Fang Zhizhi some healing pills, he hurriedly followed. Fang Zhizhi sighed, sat cross-legged, and began to recuperate the injuries in his body.

I saw three long swords slashing through the air with brilliant streamers, rushing straight into the distance, Qingwei followed closely, and it didn't take long to find the fleeing demon god clone.

The demon god clone is not stupid, when he sees that the people on his side have fled, and if he stays there, he will also be exterminated, so it is better to leave for a while, go to the city to tusha, and strengthen his strength.

Unexpectedly, Sanqing's matching sword actually sensed the demonic energy on his body, and he followed after him. A trace of tyranny flashed in the eyes of the demon god clone, and he didn't even run away, but turned around and wanted to kill Qingwei.

Qingwei was shocked in her heart, and subconsciously urged the Spirit King body to defend herself. But he saw the three ancient swords in front of him forming a formation and strangling towards the demon god clone.

The ancient sword has a spirit, and it is a sword with Sanqing, which contains the sword understanding of Sanqing for many years, which can be described as a sword light and cold nineteen continents. What's more, the sword formation was formed, and the sharp meaning was almost like piercing the sky!

The demon god clone was shocked, and set up the blood qi of his whole body to block the invasion of the sword array. was cut through by three long swords as easily as tissue paper. The sword light in the sky is vertical and horizontal, and the sword aura is clear!

The tip of the sword passed through the demon god's body, leaving thousands of sword shadows in the air. This is an anomaly caused by extreme speed, three long swords, which can reach ten thousand armies!

Qingwei's face showed shock, and the sword intent emitted by the ancestor with the sword even made him feel a faint stinging pain in his eyes. Had to look away. When everything was calm, Qingwei looked at the field again, where were there any demonic clones, only the fragments of the spirit stone sculpture that were cut into human shapes.

However, in the sky, the roar of the demon god was heard from all directions: "Damn! The deity remembered, this is the sword of those old guys! You are not dead either!"

Qingwei frowned, the demon god actually fought with Shushan Sanqing? Could it be that he was really an immortal figure in ancient times?

The sword array stirred, scattering the remaining will of the demon god in this piece of heaven and earth, and then came to Qingwei and trembled slightly, and then flew in the direction of Shushan, Qingwei had a thoughtful meaning in his eyes, and also returned to Shushan.

At this time, Shushan no longer looked like the same enemy just now, but looked a little tense.

Yang Yue's tone was not good, and he looked at the unconscious Lu Feiwei and asked them: "If Shushan can't give an explanation, my academy will definitely not give up!"

Wang Shouyi smiled bitterly: "This should be a misunderstanding. ”

After the end of the war, Chen Ming and others found that there was no trace of Lu Feiwei, and after several searches, they actually found the unconscious Lu Feiwei in front of the Sanqing Palace, and Lu Feiwei's body actually had dense sword marks.

Not only that, Lu Feiwei's body kept overflowing sword qi, sword qi was like a needle, and every pore of Lu Feiwei was swollen under the invasion of sword qi, bleeding blood, and the whole person was like a bloody person.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is the means of Shushan's sword qi, and in addition, a high-ranking and powerful spirit king like Elder Lude has betrayed Shushan before, so Yang Yue and the others will inevitably not suspect that there are ghosts in Shushan.

And at this time, Fang Zhizhi and Qingwei Dao Chang are not here, really