Just as Fang Wuwei looked out the window in a panic, the door of the room suddenly "creaked" and was opened.

I saw Mr. Yun appear at the door with an anxious look, and shouted at Fang Wuwei:

"Mr. Fang! Wantang Gate has attacked the mountain gate! Xiao Lian and his disciples are facing the enemy from the heart, so hurry up! ”

After Mr. Yun finished shouting, he didn't wait for Fang Wuwei to come back to his senses, he turned around three or two steps, and disappeared from the door in an instant, obviously rushing to the heart field.

Fang Wuwei was shocked, raised his feet and ran out of the door.

Zheng Koumao, who was standing next to Fang Wuwei, although his face was a little bad, at least he was also a person who had experienced infinite trials, so he just clenched his fist and hesitated, and then caught up with Fang Wuwei.

Wu Meng was very calm, as if the situation was under her control, grabbed the hem of the white coat that hung down to the ground, pinched it in her small hands, and ran out of the door with the two big men as if she was carrying a skirt.

As soon as he ran out of the small building, Fang Wuwei saw Shangguan Rou and the nameless Taoist, and the two of them looked at a strangely dressed Taoist in the sky as if they were facing a great enemy.

Shangguan Rou glanced back at the person behind her, and when she saw that it was Fang Wuwei, she wrinkled her nose unhappily, turned her head back and stared at the Taoist in the sky, and said:

"Surnamed Fang, why are you so slow to come out?!"

Fang Wuwei smiled embarrassedly, he didn't expect to meet the person he least wanted to meet at the door, and then coughed twice and asked:

"Ahem...... There are many reasons for this, the main one being who is the person above? ”

The Taoist priests in the sky can still see clearly in the moonlight. Dressed in red, half of his face was covered by a mask, and the exposed half of his face was painted with strange lines, constantly surging with a faint red light. Holding a talisman in his hand, he looked coldly at a few people on the ground.

Shangguan Rou stared at the red-clothed Taoist, took a deep breath, pulled out a soft sword from his waist, and then said:

"The waste of Wantangmen. The surname Fang, you don't need you here, you and Mr. Yun will go together to help Xiao fools from the heart. ”

The nameless Taoist standing beside Shangguan Rou nodded, expressing his agreement with Shangguan Rou's words, and then with a slight bow, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and flew towards the red-clothed Taoist in the air, entangled with the red-clothed Taoist man.

Fang Wuwei was stunned, looked at the talismans that kept flying in the sky, subconsciously shrank his head, and hurriedly ran towards the Congxin field.

In the woods between Xiaolou and Congxin Field, Fang Wuwei and his group of three ran wildly. It was late at night, but the grove was not quiet. Because just in the grove, Fang Wuwei could hear the sound of fighting from the heart.

And as Fang Wuwei got closer and closer to the Congxin field, the sound of the fight became louder and louder, making Fang Wuwei very anxious, and he couldn't help but wonder if Xiao Lian would be fine.

Soon, the three of them ran to the edge of the Congxin field. What appeared in front of Fang Wuwei was a square that was completely different from his impression.

The shouts in the sky, the sound of fighting, the splendid immortal law, and the firelight when the weapons intersected, appeared on the heart field that should have been happy.

Xiao Lian and Mr. Yun floated in mid-air, facing each other with the four Taoists. On the ground, the disciples of the Congxin Sect were fighting with a group of Wantangmen Taoist priests who had not yet reached the Yuan Infant Stage.

I saw Xiao Lian floating in the air with his upper body naked, covered with sweat. The muscles moistened by sweat reflected a little light in the moonlight, and with a hint of chill in his words, he said to the four Wantangmen Taoist priests floating in front of him:

"Haven't you four suffered enough in the past? Do you want Xiao to educate you again and beat you out of the heart before you are willing? ”

Fang Wuwei carefully observed the four Dao people in the sky, and recognized at a glance the big man with sideburns floating at the back.

The big man with sideburns was the mountain pig Taoist in the morning, but the mountain pig Taoist at this time was not the same as in the morning, his eyes bulged out, looking a little weird and disgusting.

And the other three, from back to front, are a Taoist with a shield. A Taoist with a bow and arrow in his hand, referred to as a Taoist with an arrow. There is also a Taoist who looks relatively normal, with dozens of swords hanging on his body, and looks like he is selling swords, referred to as the Taoist who sells swords.

Neither the Daoist with the shield nor the arrow spoke, and it seemed that the Daoist who was selling the sword should be the backbone of these four people.

The sword-selling Taoist floated in mid-air, pulled out a big sword from behind his back, and slowly said to Xiao Lian:

"Xiao Lian, I don't want to talk nonsense.

You just need to know that I have lived in a rich family since I was born! And a noble young master like me is generally smooth sailing! Unfortunately, in the summer when I was four years old, I fell down three times! Since then, I have been apprenticed to a teacher and embarked on the path of cultivation. One hundred and twenty years ago, I was just a small foundation building monk, and I lived every day without falling, until I met the ...... of the Wantang Sect."

"Are you finished?! Eat me a punch! ”

Xiao Lian really couldn't listen to the nonsense of the "sword-selling" Taoist, so he directly concentrated his true qi on his fist, and in an instant, a faint wave of qi spread out round after round, and the roaring air flow was deafening.

The "sword-selling" Taoist saw Xiao even discord and fight, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down. Because he has already taken the secret elixir made by the master of the Wantang Sect, he has improved two realms! Now he can at least be called a cultivator in the Mahayana period, which is even higher than Xiao Lian's distraction period!

The "Sword Seller" Taoist slapped the sword god of the big sword with his left hand, and immediately a brilliant golden sword light flew out, letting out a long roar and slashing across the sky, slashing down at Xiao Lian's head!

Xiao Lian floated in the air, did not dodge or dodge, and with a single move of his fist that condensed his true qi, he directly used his own body to resist the fierce sword light!

The "Sword Seller" Taoist saw that Xiao Lian was going to borrow his sword light, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile: "Xiao Lian, you are too arrogant!" Do you still think I haven't grown? Although I must admit that you have this capital, you once were able to defeat two elders of the Yuan Infant Stage with less than the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage! But I'm not what I used to be! ”

After that, the "Sword Seller" Taoist pinched a sword trick in his hand in the air, and the sword light suddenly changed!

I saw that the golden sharp sword light, when it was about to hit Xiao Lian's right fist, turned into a gray cloud, and with a turn in mid-air, it had already deftly avoided Xiao Lian's fist!

After dodging, the gray cloud changes again.

The clouds suddenly emitted a faint light, as if the sky had always been cloudy, and the dark clouds in the sky suddenly opened and dispersed, revealing the sun, and a little bit of sunlight slowly penetrated from weak to gun.

The golden sword light reappeared, and continued to slash straight towards Xiao Lian's vital point!

The transformation of the sword light and the clouds and mist is extremely skillful, without any jerky feeling, the "sword-selling" Taoist is extremely beautiful, and the "shield-holding" Taoist standing behind him can't help but secretly admire: "Senior brother's one-handed sword technique, flowing clouds and water, is more and more proficient." ”

The sword light and clouds of the "Sword Seller" Taoist switched back and forth, and he deftly dodged Xiao Lian's heavy punch, but there was a bit of performance and drama in it.

Fang Wuwei hid on the edge of the Congxin field, watched for a while, and already saw the extraordinary. Although Xiao Lian is as fast as lightning, and every punch can provoke bursts of shock, but at the critical moment, it was turned into clouds and mist by the sword light to dodge! And when Xiao Lian approached the sword-selling Taoist, that sword light instantly appeared from behind Xiao Lian, forcing Xiao Lian to retreat!

The sword light in that hand, light and dark are intertwined, the light is bright, the clouds are dark, the light and clouds are mottled and changing, virtual and real, making people unpredictable. You see it's sword light, dodge it, it turns into clouds and mist again, turns around, aims at you, and turns into sword light again, it's impossible to prevent it!

To use a saying, it is to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!

What is emitted is a sword aura, which disturbs the opponent's judgment of your attack speed and power, and the killing moves are all in front of you, and suddenly turns into sword light, and the speed of the fierce man becomes ten times faster, and the opponent who is too late to react will immediately poke a transparent hole!

The "Sword Seller" Taoist brought the change of sword light to the extreme, just like a matador teasing a bull with a red cloth, playing Xiao Lian, and the exhilarating feeling made him feel that his whole heart was relaxed, and he had a bad breath before.

The only thing that made him a little unhappy was that Xiao Lian's expression was always calm, without the slightest hint of impatience, but watched with interest as his sword light switched back and forth between the clouds and mist.

It felt like Xiao Lian was catching a flower butterfly flying back and forth.

This discovery made the "sword seller" Taoist feel very bad, but it also made him secretly vigilant in his heart.

Sure enough, after a moment of effort, Xiao Lian suddenly stopped moving, floated in the air and let the sword light shuttle by his side, shook his head and said, "I won't play with you nonsense man." ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Lian's two fists full of true qi slammed into each other, and in an instant, the layers of qi waves centered on his body, expanding like the tide around him!

For the unpredictable sword light of the "sword-seller" Taoist, Xiao Lian is not incapable of capturing it, but he is too lazy to entangle with the "sword-seller" Taoist, so he directly uses the stupidest, but also the most effective method.

Directly use an attack with a large area of coverage, sweeping the whole field, and just spend a little more true qi, but even if that sword light can dodge again, it will be caught by yourself!

"Sword seller" Daoist raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Xiao Lian, do you still regard me as a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage?!" ”

However, there was a trace of uneasiness in the words of the "sword seller" Taoist. Because he recalled the appearance of Xiao Lian when he swept thousands of troops.

With the exit of this sentence, the "Sword Seller" Taoist pinched a sword trick, and the phosgene clouds and mist (ǎi) in the surrounding space were gathered together on his sword light, and the sword light suddenly became much stronger, and the mentality between light and fog continued to change, revealing its edge!

His sword light was hard against the heavenly true qi emitted by Xiao Lian, and the two sides collided together, and the light mist and true qi continued to disappear together.

At this time, Xiao Lian suddenly smiled and said with a smile: "You nonsense man, I haven't seen you in just a few months, and you're a lot stronger?!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a more intense hurricane stirred up on Xiao Lian's body, and the release of true qi actually continued to rise!

When all things themselves return to chaos, there is only the most primitive "qi" in the world! And the "qi" of this cultivator is the true qi, and only after the cultivator learns to convert the "qi" into various more lethal sword lights, magic tricks, and so on.

Although the lethality of the transformed True Qi is more powerful, it sacrifices some of the characteristics of the True Qi. For example, if the true qi is transformed into defense, the attack will be weaker. Transformed into the true qi of the attack, the defense is weakened by one layer.

Now Xiao Lian is using the most original and balanced "true qi" to meet the enemy, which can be said to be the origin of all things, to deal with the changes of all things, and to respond to all changes with the same! In the unconscious, he actually returned to the real avenue of the world! (I really can't take it anymore...... orz）

All in all, after Xiao Lian once again raised his true qi, the rolling hurricane of true qi swept across the audience, directly pressing the sword light of the "sword seller" Taoist to the point of retreating!

This is not the end, Xiao Lian exhaled and opened his voice, and the rich aura on the top of the Holy Peak instantly surged towards Xiao Lian! In an instant, the rolling true qi outside Xiao Lian's body has grown by a point, and his strength has been further improved!

Roots, roots. Why does the sect have a foundation?! Why does the sect need a cave treasure?! Why can Xiao Lian repeatedly resist Wantangmen?!

It's all because of this foundation that they can take care of each other with Xiao Lian in battle! Just like the two poles of yin and yang, Xiao Lian is yang, and a holy peak is yin, and the two instruments are mutually reinforcing, endless!

The "Sword Seller" Taoist looked startled, raised his hand and took out a golden talisman from his arms! Heavenly Fu Sword Technique! The natal magic weapon of the "Sword Seller" Taoist, this magic weapon can repeatedly store a large number of powerful sword intent that can only be emitted by the Yuan Infant Realm, which is the killer weapon of the "Sword Seller" Taoist!

In fact, the "sword-selling" Taoist has swords of different sizes and are his magic weapons.

But the "sword seller" Taoist was frightened by Xiao Lian's former obscenity, and he was so frightened that he had already retreated, and when he saw Xiao Lian put a big move, he subconsciously took out his natal magic weapon and prepared to run away.

Just when the "Sword Seller" Taoist was about to cast the sword intent contained in the golden rune, a giant shield blocked the true qi that attacked the "Sword Seller" Taoist!

The Taoist holding the shield, holding a huge shield in his hand, suddenly pressed in front of Xiao Lian's surging true qi, and said with a solemn expression:

"Senior brother, don't panic, this time Old Man Yun is injured, and our four senior brothers will attack that surnamed Xiao together!"

One holds a shield, one holds an arrow, one holds a sword, and there is something like a pet boar, and the four Taoists are like a combination of group brush bosses, perfect fit!

This time, it's the real battle!