readx;? After the old man in Mai injured Luo Cheng with a knife, he thought that no matter how strong Luo Cheng's body was, he couldn't use the wind flying technique, but what he didn't expect was that Luo Cheng could not only perform the wind flying technique, but also pounced on himself again, suspecting that this guy was holding a sword with a higher grade than the scimitar in his hand, and he also had a "heavenly body". Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Otherwise, how could the sword in Luo Cheng's hand not break?

However, before Luo Cheng could approach him, at this moment, there was another kid who was younger than Luo Cheng, and could even be said to be a teenager, who wanted to provoke him and dared to call him a "good grandson", which was like plucking the feathers on the head of a tiger.

If he didn't kill this kid with the Whirlwind Sword Ancestor, would he still be considered a top martial saint?

"The old man killed you kid first. ”

The old man in Mai shook his figure, and suddenly came behind Fang Xiaowu, and slashed at Fang Xiaowu's head with a knife.

Seeing that Fang Xiaowu's head was about to be slashed, he went behind the old man in Mai and pointed at the old man's vest hole.

I saw a cloud of sword light rising from this person's fingertips, once he hit the flesh of the old man Mai, it was bound to seriously injure the old man Mai.

Although the old man in Mai couldn't wait to chop Fang Xiaowu with a knife, he also knew that he couldn't resist the power of the finger behind him, because the owner of that finger was Qingsong Daoren.

At this moment, an invisible knife force emanated from his body, and at the same time, he stretched out the scimitar that was slashing at Fang Xiaowu's head, blocking the fingers of Qingsong Dao Chang.

With a bang, first Fang Xiaowu was shocked by the invisible knife and flew out, and then the scimitar touched his fingers.

Wow~

The old man in Mai vomited a mouthful of blood, and the internal injuries were aggravated by one percent.

On the other hand, the Qingsong Dao people didn't see any harm, and they felt like they weren't hurt.

"Qingsong, do you want to fight with the old man? The old man will never give you a second chance. ”

The old man in Mai shook his body, avoided the second finger of the Qingsong Daoist, and teleported in mid-air**, appearing in the east and west, and in the south and north.

No matter how the Qingsong Dao people chase him, he will not fight with the Qingsong Dao people, after thinking for a long time, the Qingsong Dao people are not heavenly bodies, and when the time comes, he can't bear the internal injuries, and he must be seriously injured, and he only needs a light knife to kill the Qingsong Dao people.

At this time, Fang Xiaowu had already been shaken out three miles away by the invisible sword strength of the old man in Mai, falling from mid-air and hitting the ground heavily.

"You're not dead, are you?"

As soon as he landed on the ground, he heard Luo Cheng's voice.

"Fuck, why don't you catch me?" Fang Xiaowu said quite angrily, thinking to himself: "Fortunately, my Purple Mansion has billions of yuan of power to protect myself, otherwise, with the power of the invisible sword just now, it would be enough to kill me, a junior martial god." ”

When he turned his head, he saw Luo Cheng standing not far from him, looking up at the air, watching the battle between Qingsong Daoren and Mai Old Man.

Fang Xiaowu said secretly: "Grandma, a bear, this incident was all caused by you, and now Daoist Qingsong is in need of help, but it's good that you don't make a move." ”

At this time, why is he the only one who wants to make a move?

The first person who wanted to make a move was Xuanzun Daoren.

However, Xuanzun Daoist couldn't make a move, because he had to monitor the red-clothed people, white-clothed people, blue-clothed people, and purple-clothed people, except for him, no one in the Sword Dao Pavilion was the opponent of these four guys at all, and once he walked away, these four people were bound to take action.

The second person who wanted to make a move was Yunsong Daoren.

Helplessly, Yunsong Dao people have been seriously injured by the Whirlwind Dao Ancestor before, and their vitality is damaged, even if they want to help Qingsong Dao people, they are also powerless.

As for the other masters of the Kendo Pavilion, there was no way to help at all, so they could only watch.

From this, it can be seen that a large number of people is not necessarily useful, there are tens of thousands of disciples in the Kendo Pavilion, but now, these tens of thousands of people don't even have a single one to come in handy.

But then again, the reason why none of the tens of thousands of disciples of the Sword Dao Pavilion could help was because their cultivation was very low, but because the cultivation of the Qingsong Daoist and the Whirlwind Sword Ancestor was too high, even if they were injured, they were not comparable to these tens of thousands of disciples.

If there is anyone who can help, it is the second Bai Songdao in the "Three Songs".

However, the strange thing is that since this Bai Songdao person left, it seems that he has disappeared, and he doesn't even come here to take a look.

Could it be that he has something more important going on than here?

Fang Xiaowu looked up at the Qingsong Daoist and the Whirlwind Dao Ancestor who were chasing after him in mid-air for a while, frowned, and asked, "Luo Cheng, do you really want to wait for the Qingsong Dao Chief's injury to attack before making a move?"

"You want me to make a move?" Luo Cheng asked rhetorically.

"It's not a question of whether you want to or not, but if you don't make a move now, if the Qingsong Dao people die in the hands of the Whirlwind Sword Ancestor, the next person to die will not be you, me. ”

"Since you say so, I'll make an exception and join forces with Daoist Aomatsu. ”

When the words fell, Luo Cheng pulled out the Ancient Emperor Sword, let out a long roar, his shoulders shook slightly, and disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, Luo Cheng suddenly appeared in mid-air and stabbed at the old man Mai with a sword.

Clang!

The old man in Mai slashed out with a knife and hit the ancient emperor sword.

The power of this knife far exceeds the knives that the old man Mai used to deal with Luo Cheng before, even if he can't kill Luo Cheng, he will still make Luo Cheng seriously injured, and there is no way to disrupt the situation.

In an instant, Luo Cheng fell from mid-air, and after landing, due to the too strong momentum, the ground trembled violently.

Seeing this, there were three junior martial saints who originally wanted to help, but they didn't dare to make a move.

It turned out that these three junior martial saints were masters who had been hiding in the mountains and forests around the Kendo Pavilion for three or four hundred years, and they had a good relationship with the Kendo Pavilion.

Among the dozens of guests who received the invitation, the three of them were the most powerful, and the others were either martial immortals or martial gods, but most of them were martial gods.

The reason why the three of them watched for so long was because they felt that the Kendo Pavilion should be able to deal with it, and secondly, because they were afraid of the old man in Mai.

After watching it for a long time, they felt that if the Qingsong Dao people and the old man Mai continued to fight like this, most of the Qingsong Dao people would not be able to endure the internal injuries, and the old man in Mai at this time should not be able to consume physical strength, and the three of them joined forces, and they should be able to help the Qingsong Dao people.

But as soon as they saw that Luo Cheng was beaten to the ground by the old man in Mai, and there was still a look like he was about to fall, they felt a chill in their hearts, and they felt that it was better for Mingzhe to protect himself.

Their bodies are not as strong as Luo Cheng, and if they are really hit by the old man in Mai, even if they resist with weapons, I am afraid that this life will come to an end.

Fang Xiaowu ran to Luo Cheng's side, and was about to reach out to help Luo Cheng's body when he was about to fall, Luo Cheng's body suddenly exuded a powerful aura, pushing Fang Xiaowu aside, and then the human sword was united, and flew towards the old man in Mai who was fighting with the people of Qingsong Dao.

"Oops, this guy is clearly self-destructive. Fang Xiaowu thought to himself.

Clang!

The old man in Mai blocked the Qingsong Daoist with his left palm, and the scimitar in his right hand slashed downward, knocking Luo Cheng down again.

However, this time, he underestimated Luo Cheng's fighting spirit to fight him, and with a flick of his wrist, he felt that the scimitar seemed to have an extra gap.

At the same time, he couldn't fight against the Qingsong Daoren.

Listening to the sound of "bang", the old man in Mai didn't have time to avoid it, but he was pointed on the shoulder by the Qingsong Daoist, and a mysterious energy was pointed out, which was the power of the "Sword Xuandian".

Yes~

The old man in Mai screamed in pain when he was beaten, although he did not vomit blood this time, but the weight of the injury should no longer be under the Qingsong Dao people.

Qingsong Daoren was about to take advantage of the situation to pursue, and beat the old man Mai so that he didn't dare to stay here.

Unexpectedly, at this time, he could no longer bear the internal injuries, and he had suppressed it for so long, and he had already mutated, and suddenly felt that the dantian was suddenly empty, and he couldn't even feel a trace of vitality, no different from a waste person, where could he still fly in mid-air, and one of his heels fell upside down, and he was about to fall to death.

A figure flew out, but it was a void, and he caught the Qingsong Daoist in time and floated to the ground.

The old man Mai was already ready to run, because he knew that with his current injury, the Qingsong Dao people were fully capable of dying with him.

He had worked hard to cultivate for more than seven hundred years, and finally became a top martial saint, how could he be willing to leave his old life here?

However, what he didn't expect was that Qingsong Daoren actually fell like that, wouldn't this be a great opportunity for him?

Without the Qingsong Dao people, even if his injuries worsened, he would be able to sweep the junior martial saints.

So, he laughed wildly, flicked his fingers in a flash, and hundreds of sword qi came out.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Sword Dao Pavilion disciples died under the sword qi that he ejected, and among these disciples, several were still junior martial gods.

The methods of the top martial saint are really strong, and he has obviously been injured so many times, but as long as he makes a move, even the junior martial god will be killed in seconds.

Fang Xiaowu knew that the old man in Mai had already started to kill, and his next target was probably himself, he couldn't escape anyway, so it was better to strike first.

"Forget the love and cover the sky!"

After he shouted, just like the last time he killed the hammer devil, he instantly mobilized all his strength, flew up, drew a circle in the void of his left hand, and then punched out, and a wave of chaos power was released, and the magic power of "Chaos Demon Skill" was launched.

"Die!"

The old man in Mai slashed out with a knife, and he would never let Fang Xiaowu survive again, and he was confident that this knife could cut Fang Xiaowu to the point of annihilation.

Rumble!

When the power of the mixed world and the sword qi met, although the sword qi passed through the power of the mixed world and hit Fang Xiaowu's body, the strength was only one percent left, and there was no way to pose a threat to the other party's Xiaowu, just beat Fang Xiaowu dozens of zhang.

However, the power of the chaos hit the old man in Mai with extremely domineering power, pushing the old man in Mai out thousands of kilometers away, and spurting a mouthful of blood, making his injuries even more serious.

"You!"

The old man in Mai didn't expect Fang Xiaowu's strength to be so powerful, he was shocked and angry.

"Left-handed Valkyrie!"

I don't know if that guy suddenly shouted such a voice at this time.

This time, no one dared to doubt the strength of the "Left-handed Martial God".

No matter how serious the old man in Mai is, how many people in the world can use the martial god cultivation to knock the old man back hundreds of zhang?

Even if it is a martial immortal, I am afraid that it may not be able to do it.

At this moment, five blue rays suddenly emitted from the mountain, which was far away from here, almost fifty miles.

Shout!

A phantom flew in this direction, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the center of the old man's eyebrows.

"Rootless Daoist!"

The old man in Mai turned pale with fright when he saw who his phantom was.

In an instant, he damaged his vitality, and instead of losing half of his vitality, he lost 99% of his vitality, leaving one percent to save his life.

Between the lightning and the fire, the old man in Mai increased his strength, and after letting out a miserable scream, he fled for his life, and he was thousands of miles away.

The phantom originally wanted to chase it, but as soon as it chased it for five hundred miles, it flew backwards uncontrollably, and returned to the sky above the Kendo Pavilion in a blink of an eye.