Zhu Guangsheng looked up at Cao Dan and nodded.

Needless to explain, he's not a stubborn man.

Holding a dark golden spear, Zhu Guangsheng jumped and rushed off the high platform.

The qi and blood of the late congenital realm rose abruptly and turned into a vigorous pillar of smoke.

Cao Dan flew into the air and hung three feet high.

"Slash!"

The spear in Zhu Guangsheng's hand slammed into the formation light curtain.

"Boom-"

The light curtain trembled, and it seemed to be about to shatter.

But in an instant, the light curtain was back to normal.

The onlookers exclaimed.

I didn't expect that someone from several sects would attack the formation, which was even more interesting.

The light curtain did not break, Zhu Guangsheng's face changed, the spear in his hand was turned around, and another shot was stabbed.

Cao Dan in mid-air turned the short knife in his hand into a streamer and stabbed down with the wind and thunder.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

There were two explosions, and the light curtain seemed to have only a glimmer of light left, but it still hadn't been broken.

Zhu Guangsheng and Cao Dan retreated in succession, standing three feet away.

"Hehe, if this formation, old man, can be broken by relying on your Qi Refining Realm, then my hundred-year-old formation cultivation has also been fed to the dogs. ”

Formation Master Zhao Li snorted coldly, stretched out his hand a little, and the spiritual light on the eighteen-pole array flag gushed out, and the light curtain was restored.

Zhu Guangsheng's face was even more gloomy.

The strength of this formation is beyond the scope of the Qi Refining Realm.

The light curtain that he and Cao Dan couldn't break when they joined forces was broken by Sang Muyun with one blow before.

It's not that Sang Muyun is strong, but that this formation division Zhao Li did it intentionally.

Calculating Qingyun Sect, he is also involved!

"Senior Brother Zhu, come again, I don't believe that this broken cover can't be broken. Cao Dan shouted, and the spiritual power in the late stage of qi refining rose to the sky, turning into a flood of fire.

The exercises of the Fire Cloud Sect are blazing.

"Senior Zhao, that little girl has a special identity, can you let her leave?" Taking a deep breath, Zhu Guangsheng hugged his fist towards Zhao Li and said loudly.

Lin Xiao'er will never be able to save him, and the only hope is that he can save Hu Yunniang.

Hu Yunniang's figure looks very special in the crowd, although she looks small, but she is led by Lin Xiao'er, and her eyes are resolute.

Everything that seemed to be coming, was not terrible to her.

Maybe it's because children haven't experienced it and don't know how to be afraid.

"Are you talking to me on behalf of the Nine Directions Pavilion?" Zhao Li's eyes showed coldness, and he spoke lightly.

"Don't dare, I, Zhu Guangsheng, beg my seniors for mercy, and count the juniors owing their seniors a favor. Zhu Guangsheng hurriedly spoke.

This matter is his own behavior, and it must not be implicated in the sect.

The strength of the Jiufang Pavilion on the Qingxiao Ridge is not very strong, and the sects such as Shanglingguan are not very friendly to it.

"Then are you using the Changning family to suppress me?" Zhao Li's voice was even more indifferent.

"The younger generation has no intention of doing so. Zhu Guangsheng said in a deep voice.

The strength of the Changning family is not comparable to Qingxiaoling.

It's just that this is a place of sects outside the world, and the cultivators here are disgusted with the family and the court.

Zhu Guangsheng really used his family identity to oppress people, maybe he could become a moment, and then it will inevitably cause greater dissatisfaction.

"Peeling off the identity of the Jiufang Pavilion and the Changning family, you are a little Qi refining cultivator, what qualifications do you have to talk to the old man?" Zhao Li waved his sleeves, and the spiritual light on the eighteen-pole array flag emitted, enveloping all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect and those besieging them.

"Old horseman, you-" Cao Dan shouted violently, and before he finished speaking, he was stopped by Zhu Guangsheng's hand.

"This matter has nothing to do with Senior Sister Cao. Zhu Guangsheng spoke slowly, reached out and took out a black iron mask, and buckled it to his face.

"Today, Zhu will stay outside this formation, and the person who hurts the little girl's hair will be killed!"

Zhu Guangsheng's voice was like thunder, and his spear pointed forward, pointing at those sects in the array.

"Drink!"

Under the high platform of the Jiufang Pavilion, a team of ironclad warriors stepped forward in formation, standing behind Zhu Guangsheng and shouting, pointing their swords forward.

This is the clamor of the red dew!

Zhao Li's face was pale, his eyes stared at Zhu Guangsheng for a moment and turned in the direction of the Nine Fang Pavilion: "Pavilion Master Zuo, is this what the Nine Fang Pavilion means?"

"Master Zhao, this is the meaning of the black-faced iron general. Zuo Sheng shook his head and said.

"You-" Zhao Li was furious, but he couldn't attack.

The black-faced iron general represents the identity of the border army, and Zhao Li can't be provoked.

"Hehe, Zhao Daoyou is not angry, this matter is easy. Bai Yueguan Yu Ochre stood up with a smile, turned his head and said, "Elder Sang, it is not easy for the disciples of the Qingyun Sect to cultivate, why don't you invite me to Baiyue Guan together?"

"Otherwise, it's a pity that the jade is burned. Yu Ochre's voice turned cold.

This is a threat.

It's also a temptation.

Sang Muyun took a light breath, hugged his fists and said, "Don't worry. ”

After speaking, he took a step forward and shouted towards the middle of the formation: "Listen to the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, put down your weapons and return to the White Moon Temple, otherwise, I am afraid that my life will be lost today." ”

Surrounded by several times the enemy, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, who already had no fighting spirit, heard Sang Muyun's words, and their faces turned pale and trembled.

Many people are no longer able to hold their weapons.

"Sang Muyun, you soft bones, you still have the face to speak!" Su Ke turned his head and scolded angrily at Sang Muyun outside the formation.

Sang Muyun's face turned red, and he snorted coldly: "Don't be ignorant, those who know the times are Junjie." ”

"Young Sect Master, can you bear to watch these disciples die?"

Lin Xiao'er turned her head to look at the disciples around her, shook her head slightly, and said, "Let's go, don't give your life in vain." ”

After speaking, she looked at Jin Yue and said, "Senior sister, you can go too." ”

When those Qingyun Sect disciples heard Lin Xiao'er's words, some hesitated to put down their weapons, and some gritted their teeth and moved closer to her.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way!" The water lady shouted that the disciples of the Qingyun Sect had no fighting spirit, and a soft sword in her hand flickered into a three-zhang white silk, and walked towards Lin Xiao'er.

Jin Yue and Su Kefei stepped forward, and the magic weapon in their hands wanted to intercept it, but they were twisted by the white silk and thrown out.

Several sect disciples rushed up and pressed their necks against them with weapons.

Seeing that Bai Aya came closer, only three feet away from Lin Xiao'er, suddenly with a sword groan, a turquoise long sword appeared in front of Bai Aya and swept Bai Aya out.

The emerald long sword arced in mid-air, and returned to Hu Yunniang's side, and on her other side, a golden long sword also hung silently.

The two swords rose and fell slowly, and it seemed that they would be ready to strike at any moment.

"Good magic weapon!"

It's not just the water lady's eyes that lit up, but also the masters of the sect on the high platform outside all showed greed in their eyes.

can block the attack of a magic weapon at the peak of qi refining with one blow, and this magic weapon must be extraordinary.

"Whoever gets it is whoever's!"

I don't know who shouted, and nearly ten figures rose into the sky, rushing towards Lin Xiao'er and Hu Yunniang together.

These are all masters of various sects, and none of them are below the eighth level of qi refining.

"Hum—"

The two long swords instantly greeted each other, shuttling and intertwining, and the streamers flickered.

It's a pity that Hu Yunniang is not proficient in manipulating the long sword, and her own cultivation is too weak, although the sword light is sharp, it can't stop the greedy cultivators.

The two sword lights were imprisoned by various spells, and these people did not slow down and rushed towards Lin Xiao'er and Hu Yunniang.

As I said before, whoever catches Lin Xiao'er will win.

"Haha, this one-"

"Don't worry, old man—"

......

All voices were interrupted by a soft groan.

"Kura—"

Like a sword out of its sheath.

If the sky is broken.

Those masters come fast and retreat faster.

It just flew to the ground, and there was no breath at all.

A glittering sword hung in the air.

One sword, slash ten qi refining masters!