Above the Fire Desert, the scorching air is still sweeping the sky, and sand and dust storms can be seen everywhere. Ordinary Shinto realm monks occasionally enter here, and it is not easy to leave here if they want to leave here.

After Ling Xingnan left the Sand Castle in the center of the Fire Desert, he didn't return in the direction he had come, but chose the opposite direction to leave.

In the Fire Desert, it is not impossible to fly over the Fire Desert with the sword technique, but it is too dangerous.

Because if you encounter a sandstorm and are swept up by a strong wind and sand, although it is not life-threatening, it is inevitable to encounter trouble.

Therefore, after Ling Xingnan left the Sand Castle, he did not use the Imperial Sword to fly away, but simply rushed forward with the technique of land running.

It wasn't until Ling Xingnan completely left the central area of the Lihuo Desert that he saw that there was no more sand and dust storms in the surrounding space, so he carefully controlled the Purple Cloud Sword to fly in the sky.

It didn't take long for Ling Xingnan to leave the sky above the Lihuo Desert and come to a barren hill between a desert and an oasis.

The direction that Ling Xingnan found was the direction that was slightly westerly, and if he wanted to return to Boran City, it would not be too far to go in this direction.

When I came to the sky above this barren hill, the scorching air in the surrounding air had been reduced to a minimum, and it was almost back to its normal state. However, it was always close to the Fire Desert, and the air flow was always filled with some heat, but this had no effect on Ling Xingnan's flying sword.

Walking with the sword, in an instant, Ling Xingnan stepped on the purple cloud knife. A light and breezy look.

At this time, he was already a monk of the fifth-layer realm of gods, and he was naturally much more confident than when he first came out of the Absolute Sword Sect.

It's just the speed at which the sword goes. It's more than twice as fast.

It didn't take long for Ling Xingnan to leave the Fire Desert and travel west for nearly a thousand miles. He was about to pass by the Imperial Sword on the top of a mountain range when he saw a fierce battle between some people on the empty summit of the top of the mountain.

With Ling Xingnan's eyesight and divine sense at this time, he could see the situation of those people fighting at a glance.

Coincidentally, one of these people happened to be known to Ling Xingnan.

One is Leng Yun'er, the eldest lady of Yunxiao Mountain, and the other is the purple-robed evil cultivator of Yundang Mountain......

And at this time, there was an elderly man who was fighting side by side with Leng Yun'er, and he was afraid that he was fifty or sixty years old on the outside, but his actual age could not be seen.

However, this old man's cultivation is not weak, and he is a strong man in the realm of divine soldiers. As for the specific cultivation, Ling Xingnan can't detect it, and it is estimated that it is around the third or fourth layer of the divine soldier.

The one who was fighting against him was a middle-aged giant man with a scarred face, full of flesh, vicious, and a strong man in the realm of divine soldiers, who was fighting with the old man at the moment.

Naturally, the purple-robed monk who fought with Leng Yun'er, Leng Yun'er was already in danger under the powerful attack of the purple-robed monk, and it seemed that there was danger at any time.

And so it goes. It's also a big deal for the old man who fought with the scar-faced giant.

Several times, the old man wanted to rush over to help Leng Yun'er, but the scar-faced giant's attack was too fierce and had completely restrained him.

The scar-faced giant man had obviously cultivated the martial arts in terms of the strength of the giant body. The handover was even more powerful, and the old man didn't dare to be careless, relying on his strong wood vitality to cooperate with his powerful martial arts. But it didn't fall behind for a while.

Especially when he saw Leng Yun'er being forced to retreat by the purple-robed monk, he was even more angry. With the force in his hand, the thick wood vitality in his body surged out. The power has increased, and he just wants to beat the scar-faced giant away with three punches and two kicks.

At this time, under the old man's powerful counterattack, the scar-faced giant man was really a little unbearable, especially when he saw the old man's strong Yuan strength, a long sword like a green wood and green bamboo, and transform into an extremely sharp Yuan sword qi, he was really forced to retreat.

The scar-faced giant man blocked the attack with a tiger-headed long stick, and at the same time began to scold: "Purple robe, are you fucking endless?

The purple-robed monk who had already forced Leng Yun'er to the point where he could barely fight back heard the scolding of the scar-faced giant, and his face was really a little unbearable, so he could only reply: "This little girl has a tight head, but this set of footwork under her is not bad! But it should be about the same in a few more rounds, Brother Scar, you insist on ...... persistence."

The purple-robed monk really strengthened his subordinates again, doubled the metal vitality in his body, and relied on his powerful offensive to cooperate with the martial arts of murderous intent, and began to comprehensively suppress Leng Yun'er's every move.

At first, the purple-robed monk didn't make a killing move against Leng Yun'er, thinking that he could capture Leng Yun'er lightly, but he didn't expect that although Leng Yun'er was only a monk of the sixth layer of gods, she had cultivated a set of extremely agile body martial arts, and with her own wind yuan power, she was not weak, and for a while, as a purple-robed monk in the realm of divine soldiers, she also had nothing to do with her.

Although Leng Yun'er's set of smart body martial arts is very powerful, it has consumed a lot of yuan power over time, especially Leng Yun'er's wind yuan power is far inferior to the purple-robed monk's metal vitality in terms of power, whether it is momentum or in the face of the purple-robed monk's powerful attack, it has begun to be restrained everywhere.

It seems that if it is really as the purple-robed monk said, Leng Yun'er can hold on for a few more rounds.

Leng Yun'er was forced by the powerful offensive of the purple-robed monk, and she was already in a hurry, and she couldn't use her body and martial arts, and she began to have shortness of breath, sweat on her forehead, and she was on the verge of collapsing at any time.

"Xiao Nizi, I advise you not to fight the trapped beast anymore, if I am too heavy or unable to stop the purple robe, and hurt your delicate skin and tender body, don't blame me......" The purple-robed monk continued to attack, and said in a strange manner.

Leng Yun'er couldn't help but shudder when she heard the purple-robed monk's yin and yang strange words, if she really fell into the hands of these people in Yundang Mountain, she would really be offended.

The purple-robed monk saw that Leng Yun'er was already running out of strength, and the genus power in his body was finally exhausted, the corners of his mouth immediately flashed a sinister smile, and after launching two powerful attacks in a row, Leng Yun'er was really shocked by the metal vitality released by the purple-robed monk and fell several feet away.

In some critical situations, although the old man also saw that Leng Yun'er finally couldn't resist the attack of the purple-robed monk and was directly shaken away, the anger in his heart really reached an unprecedented level.

After a burst of applause, the old man said: "You two miscellaneous pieces of Yundang Mountain, there is a kind of coming to your uncle and bullying a junior, are you ashamed?"

Under the powerful counterattack of the old man, the scar-faced giant man was forced into a disadvantage, but he was still able to hold on for a while.

The old man could only watch as the purple-robed monk slowly walked towards Leng Yun'er, and at this time, the powerful genus momentum exuded by the purple-robed monk had suppressed Leng Yun'er to the point that she couldn't move at will.

Leng Yun'er only felt that there was an invisible qi net on her body at the moment, and she began to firmly bind her body, and now she just wanted to move around It became a problem, where was there a chance to escape.

This time, Leng Yun'er was finally a little worried, and a look of horror appeared on her beautiful face, falling into the hands of these vicious cultivators of Yundang Mountain, she could imagine what the consequences would be.

After all, Yundang Mountain and Yunxiao Mountain are mortal enemies, fighting each other for hundreds of years, and each side is eager to uproot the other.

It's just that Yundang Mountain and Yunxiao Mountain are both cultivators with deep backgrounds, and they can be regarded as third-rate sects in terms of strength, second only to the Absolute Sword Sect, the Hundred Weapons Sect, the Crazy Sword Sect, the Proud World Sect, and one or two top third-rate sects in the Nanzhan Great State.

And many sect monks know that the two third-rate sects of Yundang Mountain and Yunxiao Mountain have fought the most fiercely in the Nanzhan State, and there have been casualties among each other for hundreds of years, and the grudges have accumulated deeper and deeper, and they have already become a fire and water.

Many people also know that the monks of Yundang Mountain are ruthless and vicious, and many sects and Shinto monks in the Nanzhan Dabang are unwilling to associate with them, so many of them suspect that Yundang Mountain may have taken refuge in the Feiling Gate of the Demon Clan, because the important place of the sect of Yundang Mountain is at the junction of the Nanzhan Dabang and the Xilong Dynasty, and it is also close to the side of the Xilong Dynasty, and the Xilong Dynasty has obviously acquiesced to this pattern for a long time.

Although the important place of the sect of Yunxiao Mountain is not too far from the border of the Xilong Dynasty, it is always stationed within the boundary of the Nanzhan Great State, and it is thousands of miles away from Yundang Mountain, and it happens to be in pairs with each other.

As a result, the relationship between Yunxiao Mountain and the Absolute Sword Sect is also very good, and even a small rapid teleportation array of the Absolute Sword Sect has been specially set up next to the Cloud Mountain, so that the Absolute Sword Sect can quickly come to support in times of crisis.

He also said that at that time, Leng Yun'er had been controlled by the powerful offensive of the purple-robed monks of Yundang Mountain, and she was in danger.

Suddenly, from a hundred feet in the sky, a purple light fell down, like a lightning bolt from the sky.

Its speed is like electricity, and its momentum is like a rainbow.

In the blink of an eye, it shot behind the purple-robed monk of Yundang Mountain, and a huge momentum grew in the void, only when he approached the purple-robed monk ten zhang away, the purple-robed monk felt an astonishing killing force.

Finally, a few feet away from the purple-robed monk, the purple light transformed into a slash in the air, and the purple sword momentum directly enveloped the purple-robed monk completely, and the power spread all over the air and ground.

In the end, when the sword was slashed, even the air within the purple-robed monk's standing area was ignited by the power of the slash, and the power was naturally abnormal.

As a purple-robed monk of the second-layer realm of the Divine Soldier, he did not have the courage to directly meet the attack of this sword at this moment, and even he suspected that the powerhouse of the Divine Soldier Realm of Yunxiao Mountain had arrived behind him. (To be continued......)

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