On the battlefield ahead, Cheng Ling and others also found monks coming down from the mountains on both sides. But in front of him, the three Mahayana monks of the Nangong family were entangled and couldn't get out for a while. Fortunately, Zilongwei still has the advantage, and the loss of his own lineage strength is not large.

As for the monks of the three major sects, they can only rely on themselves. If you can survive, you can become the backbone of the Phaseless Sword Sect. This is a test and an opportunity!

Sword Hero and Evil Wind put away their relaxed mentality, and the most critical point of this battle is on them. Cheng Ling and Liu Qingyan are one-on-one, even if they win, it is not possible to do it in a short time, only as long as they kill Ouyang Rui, they can free up their hands and occupy the initiative on the battlefield.

The two glanced at each other, and they burst out with all their strength, and the sword qi and sword rays continued to strike out, beating Ouyang Rui to the ground.

Ouyang Rui's own strength is only in the early stage of Mahayana, and he is not even at the peak of the early stage of Mahayana. Faced with the two-on-one ending, it was already very hard to support, and he always thought that Nangong Ba could quickly solve it, and Cheng Ling came to help.

Unfortunately, he insisted for an hour, and most of his true yuan was consumed, but he still didn't wait for Nangong Ba to come. scolded the other party in his heart, but in the face of the attacks of the sword hero and the evil wind, he was more and more powerless.

Holding on to a stick of incense again, he was caught by the evil wind with a flaw, and the scimitar on his arm slashed off, and the golden phase was infused into it, and the sharpness increased many times compared to the original. Nangong Rui's protective energy was instantly cut like rags!

The scimitar slashed through a golden light, and Nangong Rui's arm suddenly separated. didn't have time to run the true yuan to regenerate the arm, and the sword hero on the other side seized the pause in a short time, and the long sword laid a layer of fine sword net, and in a moment, Nangong Rui was hit by several swords.

"Whew!"

Blood splattered out, and Nangong Rui dodged and retreated sharply, but where would Jian Yinghao and Evil Wind let go of such a good opportunity, the two of them were tightly entangled, one left and one right.

Nangong Rui lost his arm, and he couldn't control his body balance for a while, and his backward posture was very awkward, revealing even greater flaws.

"It's now!"

The sword hero roared, jumped high, raised the long sword above his head, and slashed down with a sword!

Nangong Rui's left arm was raised, and a defensive aperture was sacrificed. But this sword is a sword hero's full attack, and the sword element itself is poured into it without reservation, and the momentum sinks.

"Boom!"

The defensive light shield between his left hand shattered, Nangong Rui staggered back, and what was even worse was that his arm was hit so hard that he could barely lift it.

Evil Wind was half-short, and strangely swept around his back and swept across the knife. The golden mangs flashed, crossing a beautiful arc, and then Nangong Rui's head rose into the sky, becoming two with his body.

Jian Yinghao's eyes lit up, and he shot out several sword rays, piercing his skull. The strong sword aura completely shattered the opponent's primordial spirit in an instant!

Nangong Rui is completely dead!

"Go help with light smoke!"

The two said in unison, and the evil wind cut off Nangong Rui's finger and put the ring in his arms, and then killed Nangong Qian.

Nangong Qian fought with Liu Qingyan, and he was already at a disadvantage. Liu Qingyan's spell is too perverted, he had heard that when he was communicating with the six colleges in Yujing City, the other party played a magic trick that was unparalleled.

At first, I didn't believe it, what is Liu Qingyan's identity, and how many years of cultivation he has been. A disciple of a second-rate force could actually cast a spell peerless, but when he faced Liu Qingyan's spell, he knew that the other party was by no means simple.

It's not that Liu Qingyan used the spell Wushuang when he was fighting him, this is simply impossible. This spell is only suitable for two-on-one battles, without any human interference. Grasp the landing point of all spells, and then attack at the same time.

But now they were not in the ring, but in a battlefield full of monks. Where is there such an opportunity to cast, besides, casting a spell is unparalleled, it requires a lot of mental power, and Liu Qingyan will not be so stupid.

But even if she didn't cast a powerful spell like Spell Wushuang, her own Eight Extremes Dao would be enough for Nangong Qian to drink a pot.

Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, the five systems of spells were played endlessly, and Nangong Qian was dazzled. Moreover, the five elements are mutually reinforcing, taking advantage of the opportunity of the circulation of the five elements spells, Liu Qingyan made good use of it, and the power of the spells gradually increased, and they were superimposed on top of each other.

On the other hand, Nangong Qian is tragic, he is a single spirit root of the fire system, and he comes and goes with those fire spells. The two of them fought for nearly an hour, and Liu Qingyan had already figured out the rules of the shot, and the attribute attacks against weaknesses and mutual restraint made him even more tired to deal with.

Originally, I thought that Liu Qingyan was younger, even if he was in the early stage of Mahayana at the same time as himself, his cultivation time was limited, and he was not as skilled in the use of spells as himself, and his true yuan would not be very pure.

But he was completely wrong, Liu Qingyan's spells were used majesticly, and he knew it in detail, whether it was a group attack spell with a strong coverage area, or a small spell with a single attack, it was all at his fingertips, without the slightest delay, and there was no flaw between spell conversions.

Not only that, after fighting hard for an hour, Nangong Qian's true yuan was greatly depleted, reflecting the light willow smoke, and it seemed that there were endless spells, and there was no trace of true yuan exhaustion at all.

That's where the Five Spiritual Root Monks are terrible. Although their breakthrough realm was even greater than the aura required by ordinary monks, once they succeeded, their own true yuan reserves and power were five times that of ordinary monks.

Jian Yinghao and Evil Wind quickly found where the two were, and Jian Yinghao didn't say a word, and rushed straight to Nangong Qian. Evil Wind looked at Liu Qingyan suspended in mid-air, and had to give a thumbs up in his heart.

Her spells are so strong that she can't bargain even if she is against them. I heard that many spells were taught by Cheng Ling, so according to this speculation, could it be that Cheng Ling's spells would be stronger? It's a pity that Cheng Ling has never seen them used.

He didn't know that although the Eight Pole Dao spells were passed down by Cheng Ling, he himself had always been obsessed with the way of the sword, except for using meteor fire to hit the Extreme Fire Dao, the rest of the spells could be said to be incomprehensible.

Evil Wind stood aside and observed for a moment, keenly discovering some of the flaws on Nangong Qian's body, and as soon as he raised his hands, two curves were conjured up, and he rushed into the battle circle.

One-on-one, Nangong Qian supported it very hard, coupled with the sword hero and the evil wind, tears flowed in his heart, and even the feces and urine were about to be beaten out. The whole person was suspended in mid-air, wishing that he had eight eyes and sixteen hands and feet on his body.

He didn't dare to hold on any longer, and his mind flashed, and he thought about escaping from here. Liu Qingyan is so shrewd, he has been fighting with him for more than an hour, and he has already figured out Nangong Qian's thoughts, and when he looks at his posture, he knows that he wants to take the opportunity to slip away.

Jian Yinghao and Evil Wind were close to each other, and she kept playing spells on the periphery, and once Nangong showed her head, the spells hit her without hesitation.

Nangong complained bitterly in his heart, and he couldn't wait to scold. Three-on-one, are you embarrassed? But he knows that even if he scolds, it's useless.

In the face of the three-person attack, you can only burst out with all your potential and resist with all your might!

The manpower is sometimes exhausted, and it has been fighting for a long time, which is extremely expensive. Coupled with the pressure brought to him by the three of them, he only insisted on a stick of incense, and his hands felt a burst of weakness, and the dantian was empty, and he couldn't even lift a trace of true yuan.

Where were the three of them willing to let go of such an opportunity, the sword qi, swords, and spells all bombarded Nangong Qian's body, and the next moment they turned into powder, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

The three of them exhaled and killed two Mahayana monks in a row, and the process was really hard. Liu Qingyan caught the fallen storage ring, her heart moved, and she was about to fly to the battlefield on Cheng Ling's side.

Evil Wind stopped her and said: "Qingyan, Brother Cheng's side is not tight, with his combat strength, Nangong Ba can't do anything with him, at most it is a stalemate." On the contrary, there are too many monks of the Nangong family, and the three major sects are afraid that they will not be able to resist it. ”

Liu Qingyan was stunned, woke up hurriedly, and said, "Okay, let's help the three major sects share some of the pressure first." ”

Evil Wind smiled and nodded, the preciousness of Liu Qingyan is the group attack spell.

Without the Mahayana monks of the Nangong family, the monks of the Tribulation and Merge Period were basically restrained by Zilongwei, and the rest of the monks were all under the Merge Period, as long as Liu Qingyan made a move, those monks were like lambs to the slaughter, and the situation in the battlefield would be completely reversed.

The three of them immediately went to the back of the line and rushed into the group of monks from the Nangong family.

As soon as Liu Qingyan saw the prospect in front of him, he was angry.

Nearly 100,000 monks from the Nangong family were besieging and killing the remaining 20,000 monks from the three major sects. In terms of numbers, their side was at a disadvantage, although there were Li Qingsong, Wu Tianzhao, and Xiao Jiutian three Tribulation Period monks in charge, but they were still in a hurry by the endless stream of monks who surrounded them.

The monks were divided into dozens of pieces, each with hundreds to thousands of people. But the monks of the Nangong family they faced were more than three times, and the rune arrows had already been shot, and the monks in the encirclement could only huddle together to form a circular defensive circle, desperately resisting.

Liu Qingyan's eyes widened, his hands were raised, and a golden ball gradually appeared in the void. With a little of her right hand, the ball spun rapidly, constantly sucking the aura in the space, and with each rotation, an illusory long sword appeared and shot towards the monks of the Nangong family in the field.

The illusory swords gradually increased, and not only that, but those swords were very fast and their energy was very condensed, and it was almost impossible to see any difference from normal swords. After killing a monk, the sword only fades in color a little, and it can continue to kill other monks.

In less than the tea time, hundreds of long swords condensed in the sky, flying in the air, and with every arc, almost a monk of the Nangong family died!

The monks in the field also discovered such a situation, Li Qingsong, Wu Tianzhao, and Xiao Jiutian breathed a sigh of relief, and finally persevered, with the support of such a big killing weapon, they would definitely be able to hold on to the final victory.

The monks of the Nangong family were shocked, they looked at Liu Qingyan suspended in mid-air, and knew that they couldn't go on like this, and those who knew how to spell flew up to attack, hoping to knock the other party down.

But unfortunately, Liu Qingyan's side was suspended by two monks with powerful breaths at the same time. Once the monk of the Nangong family stepped forward and was instantly killed by the other party, even the spell of long-distance attack could not get close to Liu Qingyan's body for half a minute!