"Dao Chang is talking about it?" Liang Shiming asked in surprise as he touched the colorful spar pen in his arms.

"Naturally!" Lu Yezi said tightly.

Liang Shiming shook his head, just because he had personally experienced the magnificent momentum of Qin Chengtian and You Jinsong's imperial sword flight.

"How can this colorful spar pen be compared to the Divine Sword?" Liang Shiming said with a look of embarrassment.

Lu Yezi's eyes lit up and said: "Don't be presumptuous! How did you forget, it was you who broke the magic method of the senior brother of Qingcheng with this big pen!"

"This ......" In hesitation, Liang Shiming looked closely at the front of the formation, only to see that the short disciple who had just rushed up was holding a long sword and fighting with the fat disciple who was possessed by the white-faced evil way.

The short disciple is short, he looks weak, and the swordsmanship in his hand has no strength, and in the face of the big sword dancing in the hand of the fat disciple, he does not dare to take the move, only relying on the advantage of his body, he flashes and moves.

Because his body technique was originally faster than the fat disciple holding the big sword, and the other party was now possessed by the white-faced evil way, and his reaction was much slower than before, so he showed his flaws in front of him several times, but he didn't make a move, because it was his fellow disciple, and now he was looking for an opportunity, a chance to result in the white-faced evil path with one sword.

How could it be that now the fat disciple's mind was controlled by the evil law, and he protected the white-faced evil path behind him, but put his own life at risk, and the big sword in his hand slashed at the short disciple endlessly like a raging storm......

Seeing that the short disciples were only blindly dodging, expecting that a long battle would be unexpected, Liang Shiming hurriedly looked at the people in Qingcheng beside him, hoping that these people could think of countermeasures.

At this moment, seeing Ma Lingyun'e frowning and looking at the battle in front of the battle with an uneasy face, he seemed to have seen that the short disciple would be worried about his life, and Su Xinyu on the side was at a loss to urge You Jinsong to step forward to help, You Jinsong was also full of sadness, and he shirked that the Qingcheng Immortal Sect should not be 'outnumbered', looking at the white-haired old Dao who was beating the drum and chanting mantras in the distance, as well as the evil way that had never been out of the battle and was eyeing the sika deer, and he was also thinking about it in his heart.

Liang Shiming saw the panicked appearance of several people, as Lu Yezi said, because he was too young and had no experience in facing the enemy, he also panicked at this time.

After hesitating for a moment, Liang Shiming whispered to Lu Yezi and asked, "Otherwise, I'll try?"

"Uh-huh!" Lu Yezi nodded expectantly.

At this moment, Liang Shiming just reached into his arms to take the colorful spar pen, but heard someone among the Qingcheng people beside him: "I'm on!"

Liang Shiming raised his eyes tightly, and saw the tall disciple beside You Jinsong, who took a step forward at this time, turned around and said, "Senior Brother Jinsong, let me go!"

You Jinsong was stunned for a moment and said, "You ......"

"You help me sweep the formation, I'll go to the back formation, and abolish the old evil way of chanting mantras and controlling the law!" said the tall disciple firmly.

"Now that Senior Brother Zuo has just entered the battle, why don't you wait and see?" You Jinsong said in a rare way with his fellow disciples.

"Senior brother, isn't there anything he is afraid of with the outnumbered enemy?" said the tall disciple and pointed to the white-haired evil path in the distance, and said, "The old evil way that chanted mantras, plus the puppet corpses in front of the battle were already two, and now I have joined forces with Senior Brother Zuo, and they are just evenly matched, and I will slaughter the old evil way that chanted mantras and beat drums!"

You Jinsong thought for a moment after hearing this, sighed, and said, "Okay......"

"Come back!" Before the tall disciple left, Su Xinyu dragged him back with a roar of anger, and turned to You Jin and said with a relaxed breath, "Now that Senior Brother Fu is possessed by evil arts, and Senior Brother Zuo has thrown a mouse taboo again, seeing that he will be worried about his life, why do you still let Senior Brother Chang take his life lightly? Why don't you get off the field quickly and rescue the two of them!?"

You Jinsong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly explained: "I'm afraid of the two evil ways in the back, if after I leave, the two of them have strange methods and suddenly kill, how should you and the fifth senior sister deal with it?"

Su Xinyu immediately pulled out her sword and said, "I don't have to worry about you and the fifth senior sister, you go and save people!"

You Jinsong begged with an ugly face: "It's just a group of unknown evil ways, senior sister doesn't have to make a fuss, the three junior brothers are enough to deal with, don't worry about it." ”

"Presumptuous!" Su Xinyu said angrily, "The origin of the evil path is unknown, even if the means are inferior, but the three junior disciples are still young, and they have never faced the enemy...... What are you still standing for!? Why don't you rush to the rescue!?"

Seeing that the dispute was not over, You Jinsong's face immediately sank, puffed up his chest, and said, "Senior brother made it clear before leaving, and I will lead everyone to fight the enemy." Now that I am in charge of the overall situation and beware of mutations, if there is any difference between the two evil ways, I can also rescue them in time! Now, as Senior Brother Chang said, as long as I defeat the white-haired old evil way, the evil magic on Senior Brother Fu will naturally be broken! Moreover, the three of them have rarely had a chance to be in battle, so if they don't take this opportunity to experience it today, when will they wait? Senior Brother Chang, you tell Senior Sister, are you sure that you are sure?"

Liang Shiming saw that when You Jinsong was talking to Su Xinyu, the tall disciple looked at the front of the formation, and his face couldn't help showing worry, at this time he heard You Jinsong's words excited, as if he was hindered by the presence of the senior sister and sister around him, so he squeezed out a smile and said confidently: "Senior sister, don't worry, I will definitely live up to my expectations!"

A high Taoist priest said, without waiting for Su Xinyu to stop him again, he had already drawn his sword, flew into battle, and bypassed the two juniors in the fight in a few vertical jumps, and went straight to the white-haired old Taoist in the back formation.

At this time, the white-haired old Taoist was sinking his eyes, manipulating the white-faced evil way to fight with the Qingcheng disciples, and suddenly felt a movement in the air, raised his eyes and saw someone killing with a sword, he couldn't help but tighten his eyebrows, and hurriedly rushed behind him and said: "Immortal, save me!"

The horse-faced Daoist immediately pulled out the dust, flung forward, and a qi blade brushed out, heading straight for the tall disciple.

The tall disciple was stabbing down with a sword in mid-air at this moment, and when he saw an air blade attacking, he couldn't stop the momentum in mid-air, so he immediately twisted his body, put aside the air blade, and landed aside. At this time, seeing that the white-haired old Taoist was still beating the drum and chanting incantations, he was annoyed in his heart, and immediately shouted, "Evil Dao!

Before the shout fell, he kicked forward with his left foot, but saw that all the gravel on the ground was scraped up and hit the white-haired old man, and at the same time, he stepped forward and shook the sword in his hand at the white-haired old man.

In the gravel, the sword is like wind and lightning, and it is coming in an instant.

The white-haired old Taoist was reciting a spell and controlling the law without time for him to care, seeing that he was about to be stabbed, between the lightning and flint, he saw the horse-faced Taoist on the sika deer jumping up, spitting at the sword mixed with gravel, knocking down all the gravel, followed by the horsetail whisk dust has also been thrown on, depressed the tip of the sword, and then wrapped the sword around the gauntlet, although the dust whisk in his hand was also cut off by the blade A few wisps of ponytail, but he still rolled the sword, and threw it back.

The tall disciple walked with the sword, and at this time he had just started, but when he saw the sword being beaten back, he was not surprised, and immediately turned around, kicked sideways, and kicked the sword out, stabbing at the white-haired old man.

Seeing the swords stabbing one after another, the horse-faced Taoist was furious, and pulled out a red leather whip from his sleeve, rolled it in the air, and locked the incoming sword, and then circled twice on the top of his head, unloaded the sword, and hung on the ground instead.

At this time, the tall disciple's figure was approaching, and when he saw the sword being collected, he couldn't help but be surprised, and immediately stopped his momentum, pulled out a piece of rune paper from his arms, and concentrated his energy, pinching and reciting a mantra......

Seeing that a high disciple's body was really angry, as if he was about to gather qi to cast a spell, the horse-faced Taoist nodded his hand tightly and shouted: "Stop!

The tall disciple was suddenly stunned, took a few steps back, and glared angrily.

The horse-faced Taoist walked up and said, "Fellow Daoist, stop, Poor Dao has something to say!"

The tall disciple reprimanded: "Evil Dao, what is there to say!?"

The horse-faced Daoist hid the leather whip that locked the sword behind him, took a few steps closer, saluted with one hand, and said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! It's just that, in the eyes of the poor Dao, it's still slightly inferior to me!"

The tall disciple raised his eyebrows and reprimanded: "Nonsense! If you don't have a weapon, you can't use the magic method!?"

The horse-faced Taoist smiled lightly, and said as he walked: "Doll Hugh must be strong, even if you have learned the divine law, now you don't have a magic weapon, even if you don't even have a weapon, just rely on your own cultivation, presumably you can't win the poor way." Just as I just said, your realm is comparable to mine, but your cultivation is slightly inferior to mine!"

The tall disciple sneered and reprimanded: "Evil Dao Hugh has to say more! When I use the Qingcheng Divine Method, you will see that I am not inferior!" After saying that, he pinched his trick again, gathering his qi and casting the spell.

The horse-faced Daoist hurriedly stopped: "Hey, wait! Poor Dao didn't mean that, there is really something important to say!"

At this moment, seeing that the horse-faced Daoist was getting closer and closer, and the white-haired old Dao not far behind him was still beating the drum and chanting mantras to manipulate the puppet corpse, the tall disciple scolded disdainfully: "Evil Dao!

"Wait!" The horse-faced Daoist shouted busily, turning to look at the three Qingcheng disciples who had not yet entered the battle in the distance, as well as Liang Shiming and Lu Yezi next to him, and said, "This ...... Poor Dao wants to say, if you unlock the evil law on your fellow disciples, can you retreat back to the mountain and let me go?"

The tall disciple was suddenly stunned after hearing this, and looked at the horse-faced Taoist not far away in front of him with a puzzled expression, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd.

At the same time, the white-haired old Dao, who was beating the drum hard, couldn't help but be surprised, stopped the magic trick in his hand, and looked at the horse-faced Taoist in horror.

At this time, the tall disciple pondered for a moment, and suddenly scolded, "Bah! Evil ways are evil ways! I will only do some things! Now you and I have a good competition to see who lives and who dies!"

The horse-faced Daoist was so angry that the goats trembled, and immediately threw the red leather whip in his hand back, threw the sword behind him, and turned the whip to point at the tall disciple, and said: "I don't know what to do! You know who I am, and I dare to be so bold, or not, today's poor Dao will fulfill you!"

The horse-faced Taoist was furious, and immediately raised the leather whip, and was shocked.

"-Smack!"

I heard a loud bang, and the whip exploded above the tall disciple's body.

Then, he was stunned......

Suddenly, he suddenly knelt on the ground, bowed his head to the horse-faced Taoist and bowed, "Master!"