All this happened too fast, saving people, injuring monsters, counterattacking, and injuring monsters again, a series of actions were carried out in a row, so that the mood of the people watching the battle below rose and fell.

It wasn't until the bull monster knelt on the ground that a round of applause erupted.

"Stop! Where did the wild boy come from, he actually spread wild in my Emei and ruined the selection of elders, what a crime! ”

A purple-clothed old man flew down from the sky, carrying a pair of long hooks and slashing towards the young man who was pointing a sword at the head of the bull monster.

However, a cyan scimitar suddenly appeared in front of him, and the long hook in his right hand was connected.

Lao Dao pulled back with his left hand and threw the long hook in his hand in reverse, trying to block the long sword that the man poked at the bull's head.

But another cyan scimitar slashed out from the side, blocking the long hook that had already flown out.

The old Taoist scolded: "How can this be true! Who dares to stop me! Do you want to fight against the torture hall? ”

As soon as the words fell, I felt a flower in front of me, and an unusually beautiful woman appeared in front of her, her hands slid quickly, bringing out a palm wind, and hit Lao Dao's chest.

Lao Dao didn't take the young woman in front of him seriously at all, he just turned around and swept out with a long hook, and he wanted to continue to rush forward to save his nephew.

But the fact is that the woman's palm wind simply deviated from the direction of the long hook belt, and even the old way was forced to stop in place.

As long as he takes one step further, he will be swept away by the palm wind and suffer a small loss.

"Are you Mengxin's nephew? How could it be ......" He let out an exclamation when he saw the person in front of him clearly.

Su Mengxin's cultivation returned to sleepwalking and failed to know that if she was still awake, it was very likely that the position of the newly promoted elder would be passed on to her directly.

As Liu Wen, who was born in Qingyang Palace and is currently an elder of the Emei Torture Hall, of course he didn't want her to be sober.

However, Su Mengxin's situation is not even possible for Li Wenbing, who is known as the Emei Medical Immortal, so it should not be a threat.

But why Su Mengxin suddenly recovered and appeared here at this moment made him a little confused.

Su Mengxin smiled and saluted, "Senior Uncle Liu, it was Mengxin who was offended, but Senior Brother Yang has been controlled by the demon soul and must be suppressed." ”

Without waiting for Elder Liu to speak, she turned around and said, "Yu Hang, do it!" ”

I nodded, and the Yin Sword in my hand went straight down, and instantly slashed at the head of the bull monster.

The monster's body shook, and he shouted, "Ignorant junior, I am transformed by the aura of the netherworld, how can such mortal weapons hurt me, huh?" ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the two horns on his head were directly cut off from above by the dark long sword, and in the middle of his words, he turned into a wail.

As soon as the horns left the body, the black qi wrapped around Yanwu Zhenjun's body seemed to have found a breakthrough, and with a 'whew', it drilled into the black sword above.

Yanhe Zhenren, who was in the distance, saw this scene and shouted, "Not good!" "I immediately wanted to stop it.

But the Ziyang real person in front of him was also really angry at this moment, and a whisk of dust flew up and down, blocking his approach.

"Ziyang, quickly get out of the way, that's the Netherworld Bull Soul, being sucked away like this is a loss for the sect!" Yan Hezhen's forehead sweated.

Ziyang Zhenren is still wide open and closed, and he doesn't give a chance at all, "Just now you blocked me from saving my soul, and now I am blocking you from saving your soul, let's be even, I want to make way, but there is no door!" ”

Liu Wen, the elder of the torture hall in front of him, also wanted to make a move, but he was stared at by the woman in front of him and did not dare to act rashly.

I don't know why, it's still the same Su Mengxin, but now it makes people feel incomprehensible, and his intuition tells Lao Dao that if he makes a rash move now, he will definitely not be pleased.

However, when he saw that the ox soul was being absorbed by the black sword in the young man's hand little by little, he finally couldn't help it, jumped forward, bypassed the woman, and wanted to rescue it.

This is a must, if the young man is allowed to succeed, Qingyang Palace will not only fail in the selection of elders this time, but also lose the soul of the palace guard, and the compensation is too great.

Only halfway through the jump, he saw another woman in the air with a green scimitar slashing at him.

Elder Liu held his identity and did not use a weapon, but just turned into a white gas from his hand, wanting to slap the scimitar away.

But the woman suddenly retracted her sword, disappeared in front of her eyes, and then reappeared from the side, and slashed again.

Elder Liu was taken aback, how could this person move in front of him, it was logically impossible.

But the impossible happened now, he had to turn around and block the scimitar that had already slashed to his side, but his body had fallen back to the ground, and he could no longer go forward to support.

As soon as he landed, he saw a palm shadow in front of him, and it was Su Mengxin who made a move.

This set of palm techniques is a soft palm that every Emei disciple has to practice when he enters the mountain, and it is the most elementary martial art, but the person in front of him is a little different.

The palm wind is flying, the palm shadow is all over the sky, and there is quite a kind of anti-simple and true taste.

Liu Wen was hindered by the identity of the elder, so he had to fight back with a soft palm, but when he really exchanged hands, he realized that the other party's moves were false and real, and there was a trace of ingenuity.

With his own skills, he can't take advantage of anything, but he is still restrained everywhere, if it weren't for the lack of skill of the other party, I am afraid that he will soon be defeated.

This is not a difference in exercises, but a gap in the realm, Liu Wen was nervous in his heart, and he used his true qi to make a stunt with his skills.

At this moment, another figure floated out on the right, it was the woman in the air just now, I saw her brandishing a scimitar to join the battle group, and the knife slashed at Liu Wen's flaws, forcing him to take ten steps back.

Su Mengxin alone made him as uncomfortable as if he was in a deep quagmire, and at this moment, he added a woman who acted like a ghost, and if he continued to fight, he would definitely not be pleased.

He simply raised his legs and retreated, and put on a posture of not fighting, "Master Mengxin's nephew is making rapid progress, Liu Wen has learned." ”

Su Mengxin didn't pursue, hugged her fists and said with a smile, "Uncle Liu has advised, Mengxin is grateful." ”

Then as soon as she raised her hand, the green scimitar flew over, and the woman with the knife disappeared again out of thin air.

Liu Wen is really strange, the woman with the knife obviously appeared in real times, but she disappeared at this moment, what kind of exercise is this, why haven't you seen it.

But after only hesitating for a moment, an answer came to his mind, and he cried out in a lost voice, "Could it be that you have already practiced sleepwalking?" ”

Su Mengxin smiled, "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life, what I fought with my uncle just now was the soul that returned to sleepwalking." ”

Elder Liu smiled awkwardly, "Hehe, then Uncle Shi is going to congratulate you, except for the Ancestor of Shuiyue, there is no one in this sect who can really practice this exercise." ”