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Wu Qianchen worked hard for months and spent his energy and finally found Xiao Qingjingtian, and saw that he was about to obtain a set of medium-grade treasure flying swords.

However, at the critical moment, it was to make wedding dresses for others, but the treasures that he had worked so hard to find fell into the hands of Du Feiyun.

At this moment, the grief and anger in his heart can be imagined, but the dragon-shaped phantom attacked, and he had to dodge. The golden light between the claws of the dragon-shaped phantom slapped on his back, instantly sending him flying out.

Wu Qianchen, who was injured again, knew that he couldn't stay, so he immediately ignored the loss of Yuan Force and hard work, and forcibly launched Mu Dun, and then escaped from the attic.

After escaping from the attic, he hurriedly summoned the gray spirit eagle and escaped all the way out of the mansion to the entrance of Xiao Qingjingtian. At the same time, he searched around for Du Feiyun's traces, but he could find it anywhere.

After all, Mengmeng's flight speed was at least ten times faster than that gray spirit eagle, how could he catch up with Du Feiyun?

Escaped all the way out of Xiao Qingjingtian and came to the waterfall outside the mountain peak, while forcibly suppressing the injury, he was still searching for Du Feiyun's traces everywhere, and he still found nothing after searching for half an hour.

Riding the gray spirit eagle and rushing back to the Liuyun Sect, Wu Qianchen looked at the direction of the Liuyun Sect with a hideous face, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "Du Feiyun, this bastard, now that he has obtained the treasure, he will definitely rush back to the Liuyun Sect to retreat immediately, and refine that set of treasure flying swords as soon as possible." ”

"Hmph, if you rush back to the Liuyun Sect, then you will die, and no one will be able to save you this time! The master of the Qingshan Sword Sect has already laid a net of heaven and earth outside the Liuyun Sect, and it will be impossible for you to escape death even if you use your means to reach the sky. ”

"No matter how fast your flying spirit beast is, can it still be as fast as the messenger spirit crane?"

The low murmur in a cold tone dissipated in the wind, and as soon as Wu Qianchen waved his hand, there was a messenger spirit crane with a brilliant light, which swept through the sky and shot in the direction of the Liuyun Sect.

"Ha Luha, I made a lot of money this time, the medium-grade treasure flying sword! Tsk, I really have to thank Wu Qianchen!" High in the sky, Du Feiyun, who was sitting on Meng Meng's back, still had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The three treasures he now possessed, a Heavenly Demon Tower, and a Mountain and River Catalogue, all of which were obtained from the treasury of the Shura Demon Emperor. However, these two treasures are more than enough defense, but the attack power is insufficient, and now that they have obtained this medium-grade treasure flying sword, it is naturally like a tiger with wings.

"This time, I've been out for so long, the matter has been done, and it's time to return to the Cloud Sect to retreat and improve my strength. There are less than two years left before my agreed challenge with Wu Qianchen, and I still have to race against time to cultivate and strive to enter the late innate stage. ”

"I want to refine the Thick Earth Refining Dust Pill as soon as possible, gather the Five Elements Spirit Pill and let Senior Sister Bing take it, and help her impact the Jie Dan Realm. Then, I also have to hurry up and retreat and strive to become a true disciple as soon as possible. ”

With the next tasks in his heart properly adjusted, Du Feiyun galloped forward happily, rushing all the way back towards the Liuyun Sect.

Now, he has a huge wealth worth 40 million spirit stones, and he has three treasures on his body, and his net worth is comparable to that of a great monk of the Jiedan Realm. With such an abundance of insanely abundant resources, if he didn't retreat and do penance, how could he be worthy of those resource riches?

More than a dozen hours later, when he came to the periphery of the Liuyun Sect, it was already close to dusk. He was about to return to the sect and start refining the Five Elements Spirit Pill, and he was about to retreat and cultivate to improve his strength, and he had some expectations in his heart.

It's just that, looking around, the remnant sun is like blood, reflecting the clouds above the sky with a bright red and miserable light.

For no reason, seeing the blood-colored clouds, Du Feiyun felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, and he had a bad premonition.

Is it ......?

He suddenly remembered the advice of the mission elder and told him to be cautious, because the Qingshan Sword Sect was determined to take him down to establish his authority.

Thinking of this, he immediately looked around intently, covering the eight-hundred-zhang area with his spiritual sense, and carefully searched the surroundings.

Obviously, the surroundings were quiet, quiet, there was no trace of the activities of the disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect, only a few disciples of the outer sect of the Liuyun Sect who went out to do tasks. ...,

"Could it be that I'm too careful?" With such doubts in his heart, Du Feiyun rode Meng Meng down from the sky and landed at the foot of a mountain peak, intending to open the Yongdao Gate and enter the Liuyun Sect Mountain Gate.

At this moment, the surrounding scene changed suddenly, fluctuating like a bubble, and the air seemed to freeze instantly.

At the foot of the mountain peak, centered on the entrance of the Yongdao portal, the area within a radius of thousands of zhang suddenly became fluctuating, and the aura of heaven and earth was boiling. At the same time, a five-colored aura light spawned out in an instant, and instantly covered a thousand-zhang area, forming a huge multicolored light mask with a radius of thousands of feet, like a huge blister.

The multicolored light shield enveloped all the surroundings, and the majestic and incomparable pressure suddenly struck, and the huge force that weighed more than a pound squeezed from every part of Du Feiyun's body, firmly binding him and unable to move.

"Ha Luha, Du Feiyun, I finally caught you, and it is not in vain that I have been waiting for you here for three months, and today is your death date!"

A hearty laughter suddenly sounded between the peaks, like a torrent of sound, stirring in the peaks.

Du Feiyun turned his head abruptly and looked at the mountain peak behind him. I saw that on the top of the mountain, a cyan streamer was shooting up, and the person with the cyan wings was a middle-aged monk in a purple robe.

"Evil obstacles, Poor Dao will kill you with ten thousand swords today, in order to comfort the souls of Yan Feixiong and Li Chengfeng's junior disciples in the sky!"

Another roar came, and the owner of the murderous words was a middle-aged monk in a black robe, who also flapped his golden wings and flew from the top of the mountain.

"True disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect!" Du Feiyun's pupils instantly shrank, and a cold light flashed under his eyes.

At the same time, on the top of the mountain, in the valley, one after another streamers flashed out, and one after another Innate Stage Monks flapped their wings and attacked him. Roughly speaking, there were nearly thirty of those congenital stage cultivators!

At this moment, he finally understood where the previous inexplicable sense of crisis came from, it turned out that it was really a disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect who was ambushing him here!

What shocked him even more was that the colorful light shield around him was a formation that sealed and suppressed him, and it was impossible for a non-Jiedan realm cultivator to use it. In this way, it means that in order to kill him, the Qingshan Sword Sect has connected with the great cultivators of the Dan Realm.

It was only now that he understood why he had not been able to detect the traces of the disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect with his spiritual sense. After all, the Great Cultivator of the Jiedan Realm took action to hide everyone's traces, and if he could detect the clues, it would be a hell.

When the dozens of figures approached, all slashing at him with flying swords, he finally saw the enemy who was ambushing him. Two true disciples whose strength has reached the late congenital stage, and thirty inner disciples whose strength has reached the innate stage!

The Qingshan Sword Sect, in order to deal with him as a mere disciple of the Inner Sect of the Liuyun Sect, actually dispatched such a strong lineup, he didn't know whether to be sad or proud.

"Du Feiyun, let's die!"

The thirty inner disciples shouted angrily in unison, all of them shook the wings of the Gang Qi behind them, and the huge sword gang in their hands was raised high and slashed towards Du Feiyun.

In the multicolored aura light cover, Du Feiyun was slightly bent around his waist by the huge force of tens of thousands of catties, his eardrums kept agitating, and the qi and blood in his internal organs were surging, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

As for the thirty inner disciples, they were not affected in the slightest, but were like fish in water. It can be seen from this that the methods of the Great Cultivator of the Dan Realm are indeed very mysterious.

Thirty dazzling sword gangs, carrying the sharp sword qi that opened the world, fell from the top of Du Feiyun's head in an instant, seeing that he was about to be divided by the chaotic sword, and there would be no scum left.

Since there are thirty inner disciples who have made a move, and Du Feiyun is trapped in the Five Elements Great Array, it is natural that he will definitely die, and the two true disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect will not surrender their identities to participate in the melee, both of them are suspended in the air, pressing the formation for the inner disciples.

Thundered!

Thirty powerful swords slashed down, and suddenly bombarded the valley into a large pit with a radius of 100 zhang, splashing out countless gravel and gravel, and the dust and qi brilliance swept out and rose into the sky.

The entire mountain peak was trembling violently, and the ground was also shaking wildly, and within a radius of thousands of feet, the earth cracked into huge cracks, and countless gravel and sand dust were scattered, and the earth really shook the mountain.

The combined power of the thirty Innate Stage cultivators was truly shocking and earth-shattering.

The sword light in the sky dissipated, and the aura and dust dissipated one after another, only to see a huge deep pit appear in the valley, and there were several wide cracks, as for Du Feiyun, who had already disappeared.

No one believed that he would be able to withstand this bombardment, and he would inevitably be bombarded into a pulp of scum without any resistance under the joint attack of everyone, and he would die of not even the scum.

The combined attack of thirty congenital stage cultivators, even if they were strong in the ninth layer of the congenital stage, they did not dare to guarantee that they could withstand it, even if they had defensive spirit weapons.

Originally, everyone should be rejoicing, and they should be secretly happy, because Du Feiyun will definitely die, and they have completed the order of the sect and avenged Yan Feixiong and Li Chengfeng.

However, everyone still did not relax at all, they were still searching the surroundings with their spiritual senses, and even the two True Transmission disciples who were suspended in the air did not ease their faces, and their eyes stared at the bottom of the big pit with burning eyes.

At the bottom of the hundred-zhang deep pit, under the large pile of rubble and dust, there was a two-foot-sized black medicine tripod, which was buried in it, and Du Feiyun was staying in the tripod. Just now he got into the Kowloon Ding at a critical moment, and only then did he escape with his life.

At the same time, when the dust was rolling up in the sky just now, he secretly released two messenger spirit cranes, one to the mission elder, and the other to Ning Xuewei. Clear