Hearing this voice, the crowd stood up one after another, all of them with serious faces, ready to go.

"Why did the Demon Cult come here?"

"It's a good time, see if I don't clean them all up today!"

A few more Taoist priests arrived from other mountain peaks, and the carriage was surrounded in an instant.

The head of the Demon Sect, when he saw this posture, waved his hand and said with a strange smile: "Don't get excited, everyone, we are not here today to make trouble, didn't we hear that Elder Zhang is going to soar, and old friends can't say nothing if they want to leave, so I came here today to practice for Elder Zhang." ”

There was a soldier with a sword in his hand, ready to make a move at any time, and shouted angrily: "What good intentions can you Demon Sect have, since you are here today, don't leave." ”

After speaking, a sword stabbed out, driving thousands of flying rainbows, and the person headed by the Demon Sect was wrapped in black smoke in one hand, and steadily grabbed the blade of the sword in the air, but it still couldn't make this sword stop, and quickly retreated, with a weird smile on his face, and for a while the mist fluttered and spread all over the ground.

The person who stabbed the sword was the Elder of Qingcheng Mountain, Xia Chong! The person who received the sword was one of the four protectors of Feiyu Peak, Mi Cun!

"Elder Xia's swordsmanship has improved a lot!" Xu Xiaofeng appeared beside Zhang De at this time, he was wearing a black robe, just opposite Chen Daoxuan's white robe, standing on both sides of Zhang De, like two Dharma protectors.

The most taboo thing about the door of a sect is that it is not connected, either the elders above are up to the sky but the juniors are not promising, or the juniors are extremely talented but there are no elders who can shelter them for a while and die young, both of which are very fatal.

Qingcheng Mountain now has a group of young people dominated by Chen Daoxuan, a mainstay like Xia Chong, and then a pillar like Zhang De and Xu Xiaofeng.

Zhang De glanced at Xu Xiaofeng and said, "Why did you come?"

"Isn't this looking for a good-looking dress, I can't lose my senior brother's face!" Xu Xiaofeng said, looked at Chen Daoxuan again, and waved his hand, "Little Xuanzi!

That's why Xu Xiaofeng will call Chen Daoxuan that, Chen Daoxuan replied: "Uncle Shi is good!"

"I heard that Elder Xia went down the mountain a hundred years ago to experience and sharpen his Dao heart and comprehend it, it seems that the rumors are true!" Xu Xiaofeng watched the competition quietly, "But the opponent is Mi Cun, one of the four protectors, it is still a little difficult." ”

"That old fellow is wise to send rice to save it. Zhang De squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "I just don't know what the calculation is." ”

Zhang De thought to himself, if it doesn't count, but when he thought about it, he was not good at deriving a lot, and he was a person who was about to ascend, what to do about it, the future generations would have their own worries, and some things would be too much to do, and when the time came, it would not be something that these juniors could bear.

Mi Cun, as one of the four protectors of Flying Fish Peak, is completely different from other protectors. Most of the people who go to Flying Fish Peak are burdened with a deep hatred of blood or have killed countless people to escape for their lives, and there is also a category of their own practice exercises that are peculiar, belonging to evil kung fu such as eating people's hearts, etc., and they want to find a place to shelter, such as Meng Ping, the fire judge of Flying Fish Peak ten thousand years ago, is called the Blood Demon Ancestor because he has to absorb a lot of human blood to practice exercises, but this is all the old yellow calendar, and now the judges of water and fire have changed, and they are relatively low-key and are still unknown.

But this Mi Cun neither indiscriminately killed innocents nor practiced evil exercises, but he somehow got into the position of one of the four protectors of the Flying Fish Peak, which was a strange story back then. So just now, when the crowd saw that the Demon Sect reacted greatly, but they were still able to endure it, they would have been attacked by the crowd if they had replaced others.

No one knows what kind of monk Mi Cun is, a sword cultivator? I have never seen a sword player, a martial artist, and I don't have the foundation of those martial artists, a cultivator? But he is very good at fighting. Anyway, this Mi Cun is full of secrets, and it is estimated that he himself knows what he is thinking.

At this time, Mi Cun held the sword blade with one hand, and black smoke was constantly rolling on it, which was consumed by the sword qi, but the other hand was kept behind him and swayed constantly, so as to unload the power of the sword. The hand behind him was filled with purple gas, and after a while it swayed, a huge cloud was formed behind it, and the cloud was so big that the two of them entered it as if they were entering a forest, and it was like a huge beast swallowing both of them into their mouths.

Mi Cun's palm slightly swiped towards the blade, and a dazzling spark rubbed on it, but the whole person also got rid of Xia Chong's strong attack, and disappeared in the fog in an instant, like a ghost!

Xia Chong's fingers wiped the sword body, and there were words in his mouth, "Strange avenue, strong avenue, the sky is clear, the earth is peaceful, the gods are spiritual, the valley is surplus, and all things can be immortal." - Ten Thousand Swords"

After reciting the mantra, just wiped the entire sword body, and suddenly a small pocket sword appeared around Xia Chong, listing tens of thousands. The dense small sword was like a downpour of rain but it hung the heavens and the earth upside down, rushing up from the bottom to the sky, forming a brilliant pillar of sword qi light, and this mist was instantly pierced out of a huge hole, and it was brilliant for a while.

But in the blink of an eye, the mist gathered again, without any damage, and Mi Cun's voice came from all directions in the mist, deep and treacherous, "I said can we stop fighting, I didn't plan to fight with people when I came out, I won't be able to take my hand away at that time, and I will hurt you, and I won't even be able to go back to Feiyu Peak!"

Xia Chong suddenly turned around and slashed out a sword, "Noise!"

Mi Cun, who was slashed, was still speaking, a crack spread from head to toe, he grinned, his whole body was like a bubble, turning into smoke, although the sword was struck, but obviously did not cause any damage.

"I'm really not in the mood to fight now, if you want to fight, let's make an appointment next time!"

Xia Chong didn't speak, his face was calm, he suddenly closed his eyes again, the sword intent continued to rise, and the depressed sword intent shook like waves of qi, and the sword qi green dragons were surging and rolling in the clouds and mist, and the mouth was dull, and it was another one with eyes open and shining, and a law phase that supported heaven and earth appeared on Vermilion Bird Peak, and the golden light in the eyes of the law phase appeared. Xia Chong's mind moved again, and tens of thousands of pocket swords continued to gather together, forming a huge red light sword, and the sword qi on it lingered, like a giant dragon rolling.

The law minister held the red light sword, his face was expressionless, and he slashed down suddenly, the momentum was as great as splitting the sky and the earth, and the wind was howling. Just a sword of purple mist was cut off by the waist, split into two, and it couldn't be calmed down for a long time!

The huge law minister raised his sword again, this time but it was a horizontal slash, carrying the sound of the wind, piercing the remnant night, blooming with magnificent light, and the purple mist was split into four!

"Okay! Xia Chong is looking for the right way. Zhang De said, "These two swords are not simple, the sword intent contained in them is to cut off the foundation of Mi Cun's life every sword, and cut off the root of this can be continuously restored, then this Mi Cun can no longer pretend to be a ghost!"

Fa Xiang raised his sword again, but this time he was glaring angrily, like a god descending to earth, with a golden light shining on his body, and he actually wanted to smash all the purple mist with a sword on the back of his sword!

The purple mist instantly dispersed and turned into a trace of aura, and the aura shot out in all directions like arrows, just when everyone thought that the victory and defeat had been divided, a pair of hands held up this sword and slapped it, compared to this huge sword, it was like a mayfly shaking a tree, but it was indeed so that this sword could not continue to cut down the slightest!

This person is Mi Cun, Mi Cun finally put away the hippie smile just now, his eyes are a little dim, even gloomy, and his face is as cold as ice! He inhaled hard, all the smoke from his seven orifices converged, and the whale swallowing momentum was all absorbed into his body in an instant, his face was full of smoke again, the faint light in his eyes, and the black robe was extremely weird!

Just now, the law connected and slashed three swords, in fact, the first two swords played a role, and the last sword was that he took the initiative to disperse all the smoke, so to be precise, it didn't hurt him at all, but if he wanted to get serious next, he would really not be able to die well at that time.

"Alas!" he sighed, his face melancholy, "since I want to fight, I can't help it!"

In the middle of that, he smashed the sword above his head with one punch, and the ground was blasted out of a big crater in an instant, and in another instant, the whole person was like a meteor from the sky, carrying a purple flame and going to Xia Chong's law phase!

Just when the law minister was about to be hit, Zhang De made a move, waved his big sleeves, and read softly, like a curse, and said the law, "Retreat!"

A long river of time appeared in an instant between Xia Chong and Mi Cun, which seemed to be only a foot wide, but no matter how Mi Cun rushed forward, there was still a distance of one foot, and it would never reach the end. The long river flows slowly, not surging, and so quiet that people can't feel whether it is flowing or not.

Since Zhang Dedu made a move, it was to give him a step down, and Mi Cun stopped messing around and stopped.

"Xia Chong, step aside. Zhang De called.

Xia Chong held the sword in his backhand and retreated.