Killing a foundation building monk with just one sword, even if the foundation building monk is injured and taken by surprise, that is not something that ordinary people can do.

"Sword cultivation is right, the old decay will break you today"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Qingfeng had already killed, and his sword was cultivated, and he was brave and unrestrained.

"Dang!"

The silver sword splits the wine jug, and the shadow of the sword shines on the person.

Mellow wine turns water dragon, soft water breaks sword qi.

The wine fight was interrupted by Lu Qingfeng, his face turned red, he felt that he was insulted, and angrily finished the rest of the words, "Break your sword and break your hand." ”

Lu Qingfeng turned a deaf ear and exchanged hands with the wine fight.

The sword is like rain, compared with the water dragon, it is as small as a grain of rice, like a small boat in the sea, but every time it is extinguished, the silver light soars, which can be resisted.

At this time, Hao Xuan and the other disciples of the Wanxuan Sect also faced Su Ye, who was holding a double gong.

Twenty disciples formed a battle formation to contain Su Ye, while Hao Xuan attacked from the side.

The once seemingly inconspicuous red silk is as heavy as a drum hammer when it is swung, but it is extremely flexible, winding around the double mace and hitting the enemy's wrist.

Su Ye was so annoyed by these people that he shattered the sternum of a Wanxuan Sect disciple.

He shouted loudly to the scattered cultivators who were watching on the wall: "Do you still want to watch? When the people from below come up, the two sides will unite, and none of us will try to escape. ”

In the middle of the casual cultivation, a cold-faced woman suddenly made a move, waved out two ruyi rings, and hit the red silk, and instantly frosted up and covered it.

At this time, the sick and weak brocade-robed man also led people to attack Lu Qingfeng, and several rockets condensed and hit him in the back.

The fight was fierce, and the disciples of Wanxuan Sect were invincible.

Chen Yanzhi and Zhao Weifeng looked nervously at the scuffle outside.

It was also these people who were all focused on fighting at this time, and they were very careful that they were not discovered.

"Bang!" Lu Qingfeng flew out upside down, spat blood from his mouth, and hit the ground with his long sword before he stopped slipping, and the tip of the sword went into the ground one foot deep.

He didn't stop, kicked on the ground, rolled over, and struck at the wine fight again.

"Tsk, sword cultivation is trouble, and you have to get up if you are disabled." The wine bucket scolded and scolded, and kicked the person out again.

His foot pressed against Lu Qingfeng's chest.

Lu Qingfeng's eyes showed ruthlessness, and the long sword rose again without admitting defeat, slashing at the heel of the wine bucket.

A stream of water came out of the wine jug, slightly smelling of wine, and hit Lu Qingfeng's wrist, which seemed to be light and fluttering, but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"Dangchang!"

The long sword fell to the ground, the wine in the pot rolled up the long sword, and returned to the wine bucket's hand, "First break the sword, break the sword heart, and then cut off the hand, and extinguish the body of the sword." ”

At this moment, in the molten river, several people suddenly jumped out of it, and it was Qi Zhaoxi who ran in front!

She was covered in fire, her long hair was flying, full of sparks, and her expression was extremely painful.

And this fiery red with green, there is a faint fragrance of grass and trees, but the heat is terrifying, and it burns when touched, and many monks feel the sting of the sea just by seeing it.

Behind her, several people fought out.

Flying sand and stones, vines dancing wildly, swords and swords, spell light flashing endlessly, the sound of thunderbolt fights is endless, fierce and chaotic, and the battle situation is no weaker than the above by half a point.

Almost every disciple of the Wan Xuan Sect had a casual cultivation against the previous one.

Two foundation cultivators, one was an animal skin monk who had attacked Chen Yanzhi and them, and the other was a silver-haired old woman with a rickety body.

At this time, the beast-skin monk Wang Hu was facing a Qi Cultivation Consummation disciple of the Wanxuan Sect, she was holding a wooden stick, and the green iron thorns were wrapped around her.

The wooden stick focuses on the attack, the thorns focus on interference, the stick shadow is heavy, the thorns are thick, and the king and the tiger are on par, although they see the decline, but there is no defeat.

Today, Chen Yanzhi is indeed an eye-opener, whether it is the man with the sword or the woman with a stick, they are all early stage monks who use Qi training and perfect cultivation to overcome the foundation.

It's just that she can't figure out how Senior Sister Qi got it, and it has become the focus of today's competition, is she so powerful?

"It's a strange fire, Otomu Qingyan, stop her." Su Ye was well-informed and recognized this flame.

It's just that she was being besieged by the battle array at this time, and the disciples of the Wanxuan Sect saw Qi Zhaoxi's situation and fought even more frantically.

A huge fir tree phantom appeared above the battle array, slamming down on Su Ye, who was swinging his double fist.

Su Ye struggled to deal with it, so he could only shout, attracting covetousness and delaying time.

Chen Yanzhi turned her head to look at Zhao Weifeng and sighed: "The monk who was wrapped in strange fire is my friend, so I'm afraid it won't work this time, and I can't make a move on her." ”

I saw that the silver-haired old woman was unstoppable, and rushed straight to Qi Zhaoxi.

Chen Yanzhi closed her eyes in annoyance, and when she opened them again, she was very firm, "If necessary, I may also save people, if you don't want to participate, you can stay here, and the talisman array will be borrowed for me to use, and I will double it for you when the time comes." ”

Zhao Weifeng also recognized Qi Zhaoxi, shook his head and said: "No need, just sell Mayor Cao's favor, the Zhao family can go further with these two people in Suihan Town." ”

Chen Yanzhi did not refuse.

Zhao Weifeng has his own plans, and after Chen Yanzhi decides to withdraw, she has no chance of winning by half a point alone, so it is better to exchange the talisman array for favors.

When the wine bucket heard the strange fire, he was already breathing heavily, his eyes were hot, and the corners of his eyes were red.

"Zheng!"

At this time, the sword in Jiu Dou's hand hummed and vibrate, and a sharp sword qi struck, which he did not expect, and was penetrated half of his palm.

The wine bucket screamed in pain, and without hesitation, he slapped his palm heavily at Lu Qingfeng, and the killing opportunity was complete.

"I didn't want to kill you, but you have been unrelenting, and Hugh blames the old man for being ruthless."

The final blow was delivered, and Lu Qingfeng was completely exhausted, but he laughed heartily.

"Bang!"

The palm of his hand collided with the invisible shield, and the wine bucket frowned slightly, and said angrily: "There are so many good things." ”

At the very least, it is also a second-order high-level defensive magic weapon.

"Heh, since Wan Xuanzong wants to sharpen his sword, he has to be prepared to fold the sword, how can he succeed if he twists and pinchs it like this?"

Suddenly, a rough male voice came from overhead, and the power that came out was even more quiet than the Nine Springs, and the sound of thunder suppressed everyone.

At this moment, Chen Yanzhi and Zhao Weifeng made a move, and they rushed out of the cave with a bang, and they had already arrived at the battlefield in an instant.

It doesn't matter who he is, as long as he hasn't come in, he's stopped, it's just a mouthpiece, just listen to it.

Zhao Weifeng punched the last talisman into the talisman eye above his head, and the talisman array was completed in an instant.

The fingers flew and pinched a little, and the earth and stones where the talismans were buried exploded one after another, revealing the yellow paper with brilliant runes inside.

Red fire rose from the rune paper, igniting the power of the alien fire that still remained here.

The red line of fire quickly wound and rubbed, turning into a series of fiery thunder, and the lightning flashed, covering the entire rune array, enveloping most of the territory.

Dozens of monks who had just jumped out of the molten slurry were among them, and Su Ye and Hao Xuan were hitting this vicinity and were unlucky enough to be swept in.

The foundation building monk who was still spared was left in a fit of rage, and was about to throw down Lu Qingfeng's wine bucket.

For a time, this mine fire surged, roared, and the flames soared into the sky.

The second-order Gathering Fire Void Thunder Array was the most suitable for use in this place, and the surrounding fire qi spiritual power added a bit of its power.

Under Zhao Weifeng's control, the fire thunder was the first to blast towards Wang Hu.