Ling Yuansheng did not fly directly to the Fufeng Qian Clan's camp outside the formation, but first flew back for a distance, and then flew to the Fufeng Qian Clan's camp outside the formation.

Looking at Ling Yuansheng flying away, Qian Daqing wondered in his heart, "Which one is Ling Yuansheng doing?"

But he didn't think much of it, and instantly focused his attention on the battlefield at hand.

Ling Yuangu controlled the Golden Eagle Knife, Qian Daqing held the ink-colored cane, and these two monks in the late stage of foundation building fought together.

Ling Youxian Sword swiped forward, and the water-breaking sword behind him instantly flew out, stabbing at Qian Dafen in the middle stage of foundation building with a fierce sword aura.

What he forged was the Innate Sword Foundation, and although the foundation had just been built, its strength was comparable to that of an ordinary mid-stage foundation building monk.

Ling Yuangu knew that even if he was not Qian Dafen's opponent, he would definitely be able to repel the other party for a while, and when Ling Yuansheng destroyed the formation base and returned, it would be safe, so he didn't worry about Ling Youxian.

Ling Youdao pinched a trick, the blue light flashed, the Xuan umbrella was instantly opened, suspended above his head, the blue light flashed, and there was suddenly a three-foot flying sword in his hand.

Relying on the Xuan Umbrella, a second-order low-grade defensive spiritual weapon, he directly killed Qian Mingqing with his sword.

Qian Mingqing has been building the foundation for many years, and he is a monk who is about to enter the middle stage of foundation building, and his strength is very strong in the early stage of foundation building.

Ling Yuangu didn't know about Ling Youdao's foundation building, so he was most worried about him.

Qian Dafang, who was in the late stage of foundation building, sacrificed a dark cyan long sword, looked at Mu Yu and said faintly: "Old guy, people who are about to die, it's better not to come to this tragedy." ”

Hearing this, Mu Yu was not angry, but smiled: "Although the old man is not far from death, it is more than enough to deal with you." ”

"Hmph, I'm not ashamed. ”

Qian Dafang swung out a sword, and a dark cyan sword slashed towards Mu Yu.

Mu Yu smiled, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and a spiritual power shield instantly appeared, protecting him inside.

The dark cyan sword slashed at the spiritual power shield, making a "boom" sound, and a piece of spark was rubbed out.

Mu Yu smiled and asked flatly, "How is it?"

Qian Dafang, who was staring at Mu Yu, was slightly surprised, "What a powerful old guy, he is about to die, and he can still burst out with such a powerful strength." ”

The monk is still a mortal, and when he is very close to the time limit of Shouyuan, the qi and blood in his body will plummet in an instant.

More than ten years ago, the qi and blood in Mu Yu's body were still slowly declining, but in the past two or three years, his qi and blood have really plummeted.

Of course, Qian Dafang didn't go all out, and it was just a temptation just now, but even so, it made him feel tricky.

"Old fellow, we're just getting started. ”

As he spoke, his hands quickly shifted, forming a complicated magic seal, and then slammed into the dark cyan long sword.

Suddenly, a faint black and cyan were entangled, and the size of the long sword slowly became larger, releasing a murderous aura.

Mu Yu was slightly startled, and also formed a magic seal, and a red light shot out from behind him, and the red light converged into a four-legged, two-eared, round big tripod engraved with mysterious runes around his head, and above the big tripod was a beast head furnace cover.

The movement of the void ding was too big, and everyone in the battlefield saw it.

Ling Yuangu was taken aback, "This is ......"

Ling Youdao was also shocked, "This is grandpa's ......"

......

People who have seen Ling Yuansheng sacrifice the Void Ding can't help but wonder why Mu Yu can also sacrifice the Void Ding, judging from the aura emitted, it is almost the same as the Void Ding breath sacrificed by Ling Yuansheng.

The Void Ding flew out and smashed at Qian Dafang, and Qian Dafang controlled the enlarged blue sword to slash at the Void Ding.

The Void Ding looked illusory, and it collapsed at the touch of a button, but it stubbornly carried the slash of the dark cyan sword.

The big tripod and the big sword both trembled, the magic trick in Mu Yu's hand changed, the lid of the void tripod furnace flew up, and the mouth of the tripod shone against the dark cyan big sword, and countless air currents rushed into the void ding, and the dark cyan big sword was also slowly moving.

"Not good. ”

Qian Dafang screamed, wanting to recall his long sword.

But it still fell short, the big sword kept getting smaller, only to hear the sound of "boom", the sword was put into the void, and the flying furnace lid was covered with a "bang".

"It's not so easy to swallow my flying sword. ”

I saw a golden sword shadow rampage in the void ding, and the void ding was constantly changing shapes, convex for a while, concave for a while, and elongated for a while......

Mu Yu's face was solemn, and Qian Dafang was even more solemn than him.

At this moment, both sides are using all their strength.

After more than a dozen breaths, Da Ding suddenly burst instantly.

"Poof!"

Mu Yu and Qian Dafang spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and the two of them immediately clicked a few times on their bodies, forcibly supporting their bodies from falling.

I saw that there were a lot of red illusory fragments in the sky, slowly fading until they disappeared, and the cyan flying sword that broke through the void was also dim, and it had fallen from the original high-grade spirit weapon to the low-grade spirit weapon, and was even about to fall below the spirit weapon level.

There were many people in the Qian clan who helped the wind, and Qian Dafang pointed to a few late-stage Qi cultivation monks next to him, and said sharply: "A few of you go up and kill that old thing." ”

Hearing this, several people only felt that their legs were weak, and their hearts were both shocked and frightened, that was the foundation building monk, and rushing forward was not looking for death.

Qian Dafang was angry when he saw that several people had disobeyed his orders, and said angrily: "What? Do you want to disobey my orders and betray the family?"

Several people waved their hands again and again, and said in fear: "No...... No, no, we'll go. ”

Seeing that a few people hesitated, and only after a while did they take four or five steps, Qian Dafang said: "What are you afraid of? That old thing is no longer good, I will protect you from behind, and you can just go up." ”

Hearing this, several people were a little bolder, holding the magic weapon with both hands, and slowly approached Mu Yu.

Ling Youdao was worried in his heart, and couldn't help but shout, "Grandpa be careful." ”

He wanted to save Mu Yu, but he was restrained by Qian Mingqing and lacked skills.

Looking at the few people who came with their swords in hand, Mu Yu said with a cold gaze: "You are not afraid of death, I am a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and killing you is like pinching an ant to death." ”

As soon as the words fell, a late-stage Qi cultivation monk estimated that he had collapsed, holding his sword, the tip of the sword was aimed at Mu Yu, his eyes were closed, and he stabbed it with a loud shout.

"Whew!"

His hand was too shaky, and it was originally aimed at Mu Yu's chest, but it slashed over his arm.

The man wept with joy: "He is no longer good, we will kill him, kill him." ”

Hearing this, several people behind him rushed towards Mu Yu.

Mu Yu snorted coldly, as if a flame was burning, and the momentum around him instantly soared, and he soon recovered to the period of complete victory.

With a wave of his big hand, the few people who rushed were directly shot a few feet away.

I saw that his figure was like lightning, and he instantly came to Qian Dafang's approach, and slammed his palm on the opponent's chest with a red light.

"Poof!"

Looking at Mu Yu, Qian Dafang said unwillingly: "Burn Shouyuan!"