Jiangding is far enough away.

Their battle was not disturbed.

In a short period of time, after a few more moves, Wu Makong was beaten back again and again, and his internal qi was shaken and scattered, and he was inferior to Li Qingyun in the comprehension of 'potential'.

With Song Qing, who was seventh on the dragon and phoenix list, assisting, his situation was getting worse and worse.

Not only that, during the delay of these times, the disciples of the Qingniu Palace and the Red Armor Iron Cavalry from all directions cleared out the forces that had colluded with the Zhendong Hou such as the Divine Sword Society, and began to quickly converge here.

"Wu Makong, just be arrested, I will intercede for you in front of the master and save your life."

Li Qingyun's palms slapped at the same time, sticking and releasing at the same time, and the two completely different energies wrapped Wu Makong one after the other, as if a big grinding disc had deformed his body, his face was flushed, and he had already suffered internal injuries.

"Die!"

Wu Ma snorted in a low voice, dodged Song Qing's sword qi, and the black and gray internal qi gathered between his fingers, cold and cold, and walked down towards Li Qingyun's face.

"If you don't work, that's it."

Li Qingyun shook his head, revealing a little solemnity, his palms were slapped out in a row, and the four fierce palm winds in front and back shattered the Yin God Fingers, wrapping Wu Makong in front and back, and his body was stagnant.

Finally, he glanced at the young man who was second only to him in the rivers and lakes, and slapped a palm on Wu Makong's chest as fast as lightning.

Jiang Ding showed interest.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

Song Qing's complexion changed suddenly.

Behind the wall that Wu Makong kept retreating, a white sword surrounded by flowers and phantoms stabbed out from his back.

In the middle of the sword, a transparent blur divided into ten sword qi flowers of different colors, and in the high-speed rotation, the air was constantly cut, and a terrifying aura spread outward.

'Ten Flower Sword Fairy' thousands of words!

He doesn't know when he hides his body and hides here, sneaking up on a junior on the dragon and phoenix list with the respect of his innate predecessors!

"Qingdao people and Kushi are unwilling to find out Tsing Yi Lou and find the real murderer of my son, then I will kill your disciple and experience my current feelings!"

Thousands of long gray hair fluttered in the wind, and his face was hideous.

Li Qingyun's complexion also changed.

In a hurry, he hurriedly changed his palm, and the two fierce palms slapped towards the ten colorful flowers behind him, and the internal qi could not all gather, and he could even smash the six rotating flower sword qi in a row.

"My son was also such a talented teenager......"

The hatred in Wan Qianyu's eyes was even stronger, and the remaining four sword qi flowers shot straight at Li Qingyun's back, and the stamens were sharp and rotated at high speed, easily piercing the internal qi shield and robe, seeping into the flesh and blood.

"Ahh

Li Qingyun screamed, burst out of his body's internal qi, and pushed out his palms again, barely blocking the two sharp stamens each, and fled frantically into the distance.

"Run?"

Wan Qianyu sneered, a sword stabbed out, breaking through the air silently, in terms of speed and sharpness alone, far exceeding the previous sword qi flower, it reached Li Qingyun's back in an instant.

Sneak attack with the dignity of an innate powerhouse, and attack with all his might, this person is enough to be proud.

"Senior brother!"

Song Qing was terrified, seeing that he couldn't do anything, he turned around and wanted to escape, but he saw a cold black shadow stopped in front of him, and his black and gray fingers stabbed straight ahead.

"Friends! Help me, there will be a lot of thanks from the Qingniu Palace! ”

Song Qing's sword qi was pierced several times, and he was shocked and hurriedly yelled in the direction that Li Qingyun prompted just now, the other party must have some ability to sneak in here silently.

But there was no one there.

"A genius with qualifications far beyond mine may fall here......"

At another corner, Jiang Ding admired it quietly.

As for saving, what to save, the rivers and lakes are born, the rivers and lakes are dead, it is normal to kill others and be killed, and any righteous path and demon path are all a raccoon dog.

Sonor!

A sword roar has a strong spiritual connotation.

Jiang Ding seemed to see a long sword, soaring in the clouds, and he pursued freedom all his life, never compromising, even until he was close to death.

"It's ...... Touched the threshold of sword intent? ”

Jiang Ding's expression froze.

This thing is not a blind spot in his knowledge, the so-called sword intent is that the souls of martial artists and immortal cultivators have some kind of kendo specialization, and the structure has undergone slight changes, so that they show a phenomenon that far surpasses the immortal cultivators of the same level in a certain kendo way.

This kind of person is also a Tianjiao level in the Immortal Sect outside the realm.

As for the Xianmen, there are very few, and the Xianmen only uses cold weapons as the existence of cultivating sentiments, and this kind of thing will not be born.

The sword phantom in front of him has a bit of this meaning.

After concentrating on it again, a jade pendant on Li Qingyun's waist was shattered, and a sword qi phantom flew out of it, easily splitting a sword that had condensed all the innate true qi of thousands of words, and shot straight towards his throat.

"Qingdao people!"

Under the shadow of the sword qi, the irrepressible fear in the hearts of thousands of words was born, and under life and death, he could only use his fingers as a sword, and the innate true qi of the whole body converged, and he barely went up a little in the countless flower phantoms.

The two collided, and the tooth-aching sound of metal rubbing, and the illusory shadow of the sword qi that had been lost was finally blocked.

Without piercing her throat, it slashed diagonally across her body, narrowly slashing a shallow wound in her chest, spilling a large amount of blood.

"Grandmaster ......"

Wan Qianyu showed a look of horror, and used his true qi to heal the wound, fortunately, after many consumptions, there was not much sword qi left, otherwise he would definitely die if he just broke a little skin.

"Grandmaster?"

Jiang Ding stared at the gradually disappearing sword qi phantom, and his heart was shaken.

"An ordinary innate martial artist, if he is not distanced and flies a kite, he can completely pose a major threat to a mid-stage Qi cultivation cultivator, but the grandmaster can almost kill him with a sword qi from an unknown amount of time ago."

"What kind of strength is that grandmaster?"

"Late stage of Qi training? No, definitely more than that, he is definitely an existence at the peak of Qi cultivation, and he is not a weak person among the peak Qi cultivation cultivators. ”

"What the hell happened to make a martial artist compare to the peak of Qi training?"

Jiang Ding thought in amazement, he no longer dared to underestimate the accumulation of martial arts in a world for many years.

"The court is an important offender, thousands of words are here!"

The first batch of more than twenty cavalry cavalry in red armor finally arrived, looking at the white-haired woman with a wound in the chest and a large canopy of blood, the eyes of the two chiefs showed greed.

Kill thousands of speakers, seal thousands of households!

"Raise your gun!!"

The risk was quickly ignored, and the two chiefs looked at each other, both of them yelled, and their speed increased to the peak, and the three-meter spear was raised high, and then placed diagonally.

"Charge!"

More than 20 red-armored cavalrymen charged with spears, and their commanders and commanders were all above the internal qi realm, and the soldiers were all masters of body refining, which was no worse than Chen Chen's elite soldiers.

Iron guns are like forests, like cages!

"Look for death!"

Wan Qianyu said indifferently.

The figure flashed, and I don't know when he came to the side of the charging red-armored iron horseman, a sword aura surrounded by a hundred flowers and phantoms flashed, and the heads of several soldiers were broken and thrown away, and blood sprayed.

The two of them were shocked, and hurriedly turned their horses' heads to kill her, but they saw that the person had disappeared, only the sword qi of a hundred flowers in the afterglow, and their throats hurt.

"Her injuries weren't that serious."

One of the chiefs thought to himself in annoyance, his eyes getting dark.

"Run!"

The remaining Red Armor Iron Knights collapsed and fled in all directions, being slashed one after another in a few breaths.

In a panic, he smashed through the wooden door on the side of the street, revealing the two terrified siblings in the house.

"Hero's life!"

"Get out of here!"

But the red armor rider didn't look at them, and ran past him with his horse, and slammed into the back door

A white sword brutally slashed his throat, and his head flew away, and hot blood spilled on the siblings, causing them to cry in fright.

"Sister, don't cry, this grandma is here to save us!"

The boy still maintained his senses, covered his sister's mouth, and looked at the gray-haired, wrinkled, and pink-skinned old woman in front of him.

"Grandma? Who's your grandma? ”

Wan Qianyu said indifferently, and slashed at the two small heads with a sword.

"Two annoying little things, far less cute than when You'er was a child."

Shout!

A scarlet flying sword appeared at some point, and the scorching sword aura swirled and slashed her long sword back.

Wan Qianyu suddenly turned his head.

In the distance, a down-and-out middle-aged swordsman was looking at him, his brows furrowed.