"Dare to go one step further, there is no mercy!"

Liu Qingzi shook his head helplessly, he knew that no matter how much he said, it would be useless, he, a disciple, had already embarked on the road of no return, and he would not die until he reached the Yellow River!

Since it has reached the point where war is inevitable, let's fight!

Phantom Leaf also shook his head slightly, when he heard this, he was already sure that in the Star Pavilion, there were indeed two people, Nameless and Liu Xiaoxiao, and their respected master, the Holy Venerable Dean of Huadu Academy, was a lot of old people, but he was still like a child, and he was actually bewitched by a little demon girl.

If he really let this Liu Xiaoxiao grow up, I am afraid that his efforts for so many years will be in vain! Therefore, tomorrow and today will definitely be the death of Liu Xiaoxiao and Fu Ming!

"Up!" the Phantom Leaf smiled evilly, and the broken hair on his forehead was accompanied by the brilliant light brought by the sword blade when it was unsheathed, exuding a brilliant halo that fluttered in the wind!

As soon as the words fell, five hundred silver-armored soldiers, holding the Xuanbing long sword in their hands, stepped on the neat phalanx under their feet, and walked forward step by step.

Until this time, Liu Qingzi, who had been sitting on the main seat, finally moved slowly.

He has always taken the common people in the world as his own responsibility, and he has never been willing to kill a person in vain, such a neat phalanx, knowing that if the phalanx really stepped on the Star Pavilion, Liu Xiaoxiao and Nameless would inevitably die, but he couldn't break through the psychological defense line and kill them all!

Therefore, he just held the long sword in his hand, and sent all these enemies who dared to attack down to the Thousand Peerless Peaks! Falling from here, with these people's cultivation, he would not be killed!

All of a sudden, all kinds of cries and shouts, the sound of weapons colliding, are endless!

In such a high-intensity battle, time was as slow as falling into a swamp, and Liu Xiaoxiao single-handedly fought against the five hundred silver party formation, which lasted two full hours, and then all the incoming enemies were repulsed!

As for Liu Qingzi himself, he was covered in blood and exhausted, and the spiritual power in his body had lost severely, and his spiritual power had also reached the so-called tiredness.

At this time, the little guy's teacup finally twisted and twisted, and the body that was originally only the size of a palm was swelled to a height of about ten meters, and the thing swaggered to Liu Qingzi, grinning and said: "Master, you can go and rest, let the teacup be on top for a while!"

Liu Qingzi raised his eyes and looked at the teacup that was more than ten meters high, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, and finally with the support of Ouyang Hao, he entered the Qingxuan Hall, and then all kinds of immortal materials and spirit grasses fell into the abdomen under Ouyang Hao's perfect match.

Seeing such a scene, the phantom leaf's peerless face was instantly filled with a layer of rich haze, silently turning into a streamer, and galloping towards the void in the distance.

His galloping figure came to an abrupt halt in front of another streamer.

In the layers of lead clouds, Lingying Peak was in charge of Feng Hui, and also led an elite team of five hundred people, frozen in the void, waiting for the second stage of the battle.

For many years, Biyun Peak has been in charge of the phantom leaf, always behind the scenes, playing the role of a military advisor, this time, it is also him, who strongly persuades Biyun Peak to take charge of the wind and return the wind, taking advantage of Liu Qingzi's initial recovery from a serious illness, his body has not fully recovered, plus he has to take into account the surnames of the two little disciples, take advantage of the weakness, attack the top of the thousand peerless peaks, and replace them.

Of course, Phantom Leaf never thought that he had to ask for Liu Qingzi's surname, but he just wanted to abolish Liu Qingzi's cultivation and completely set it up.

However, for a powerhouse of Liu Qingzi's level, if he really lost his cultivation, from the high-ranking Saint Venerable Dean, to a low-level prisoner in the dust, then life would completely lose its original meaning for him.

At the moment, all the external conditions are quite unfavorable for Liu Qingzi, first of all, the body, which will recover, and the spiritual power is not yet stable. On the one hand, he has to fight against the enemy with a weak body, and on the other hand, he has to protect his two disciples.

All of this is naturally in the eyes of Lingying Peak's head Feng Huan, although he is not inferior to Phantom Leaf, but he can also see the current situation clearly, and it is precisely because of this clearly that he agrees to Phantom Leaf's bold plan.

In the impression of Feng Huan, Phantom Leaf has always been a deep-minded person, although he comes first on the surface, but it is strange everywhere. Therefore, the wind returned to himself, and he still left a trace of scheming, and it was precisely because of this scheming that there would be a phantom leaf as a striker.

Right now, Phantom Leaf has already made it clear that he and Liu Qingzi are incompatible, and in the next battle, it is impossible to turn against each other, and only in this way can the wind be truly relieved.

Now that the striker is finished, the main play should begin.

Seeing that the wind was still leading people towards the Thousand Peerless Peaks, a knowing smile appeared on the peerless and bewitching face of the phantom leaves.

He knew in his heart that the wind still let him play the striker, just to let him completely turn his face with Liu Qingzi, since this is the case, then, why don't he be a favor, let the wind return to him, completely rest assured.

In fact, no one is stupid, the wind is still too simple-minded, and the pattern is inevitably smaller.

If Phantom Leaf didn't guess wrong, in Feng Huan's heart, he might be a person of Infernal Affairs, either Liu Qingzi hit the tip of his side, or he was really an ally for his good, and he was the first to look forward.

There is only one thing that the wind has never thought of, and that is the pattern of Phantom Leaf himself. Although he loves beauty and all the good things in this world, he has never been a narrow-minded person, and what he wants is never one person below ten thousand people, but above ten thousand people, the pinnacle of supreme power.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to grovel in front of the wind, carefully foil for many years, and did not hesitate to take the lead in bringing his five hundred cronies and disciples to die.

What he wants is not 100% trust from the wind? All he has to do now is to help intentionally or unintentionally, and then find a suitable opportunity to get rid of Liu Qingzi and Feng Huan together, and from then on, to the top of his life!

On the other hand, the fighting method of the teacup is much more brutal and rude than that of Liu Qingzi, and those warriors who are like ants in front of it have been torn in half before they get close, and the teacup is even more open, and those who come do not refuse.

All of a sudden, the battle on both sides has entered a white-hot stage, and the two sides are deadlocked, but as time goes by, they can still faintly show the decline of the guard!