Guarding Liu Qingyan's side were Jian Yinghao and Evil Wind, and the two of them constantly blocked the Nangong family monks who wanted to rush up, preventing them from influencing Liu Qingyan to cast spells.

Without any worries, Liu Qingyan became even more unscrupulous, and the true yuan in his body was constantly input into the golden ball of light, and more and more long swords were conjured, and soon reached a thousand handles.

Most of these monks who came from both sides of the mountain range to support were below the Tribulation Period, and they had only been able to suppress the attacks of the monks of the three major sects by taking advantage of the number of people before. Now under Liu Qingyan's spell, where can he resist it.

Below the merger period, it was almost a one-hit kill, and in less than a stick of incense, tens of thousands of monks died under the long sword.

The pressure on Li Qingsong and the others was greatly reduced, and the three of them knew that protecting Liu Qingyan was the key, so they flew into the air one after another, surrounding her in the center to avoid being disturbed by the monks of the Nangong family.

This time, the sword hero and the evil wind were liberated, they looked at each other and smiled, and killed the group of monks of the Nangong family. Although the two of them did not have Liu Qingyan's group attack spell that defied the sky, they were several levels higher than each other in terms of cultivation and combat power, almost one sword, as if cutting melons and vegetables, and a large number of monks fell in less than a moment.

The monks of the Nangong family were finally afraid, no matter how many people there were, they couldn't withstand such a killing, and some timid monks were already thinking about the escape route.

In an instant, the situation on the battlefield reversed, and the remaining 20,000 or so monks on their side gradually let go of their hands and feet, changing from the original defense to a counterattack. The monks of the Nangong family were defeated and retreated, and they only lasted for half an hour, and I don't know who shouted, and they all scattered!

Jian Yinghao sneered and said, "Don't care about the monks who escaped, just trap these monks in the field here and kill them with all your might!"

The monks hurriedly threw away the fleeing monks and turned around, and soon formed an encirclement. The battlefield appeared in a strange state, less than 20,000 monks besieged 50,000 or 60,000 monks of the Nangong family, and they were still pressing step by step.

Once those trapped monks wanted to break out of the encirclement, they were killed by the long sword controlled by Liu Qingyan, as well as Sword Hero and Evil Wind, the two of them stood in two directions, and the last direction was occupied by Li Qingsong and the three of them.

The encirclement continued to shrink, and the pressure on the monks in the field gradually became heavier, and they did not dare to continue to attack, but they were gradually compressed into the range of movement. The faces of the monks in the field kept changing, and after a long time, one of the monks threw out the long sword in his hand and shouted, "I surrender!"

"Dangchang!" "Dangchang!"

The sound kept coming, and the monks besieged in the formation threw down their blades one by one, and those who did not have blades also raised their hands and shouted loudly: "Surrender, we surrender!"

Jian Yinghao's divine sense swept away, there were about 40,000 monks left in the field, and it was a little difficult for so many monks to surrender! The Wuxiang Sword Sect was short of disciples, and if these 40,000 monks could be taken back to help build the Wuxiang Valley, it would be a good way.

However, the number of people besieged by their own side is smaller than that of the other side, and if these people break out, I am afraid that it will take a lot of energy, and I don't know what to do for a while?

Liu Qingyan slowly descended from the sky, and the long sword hanging above the heads of the monks finally disappeared. They all breathed a sigh of relief and said more firmly: "We surrender, and I hope that your predecessors will leave a life!"

Evil Wind smiled bitterly, he didn't know what to do. After a little silence, he said to Li Qingsong and the others: "Take care of them first, and kill them as soon as they take all actions!"

Although there were more than 40,000 monks left in the field, their cultivation was all distracted, and it was more than enough for Li Qingsong and the three of them to deter them.

The three of them meditated for a moment, and then walked forward at the same time. The last wave of battlefields is over, and there are still two battlefields where Zilongwei and Cheng Ling are left!

The three of them came to the middle of the battlefield, and the monks on both sides were fighting in full swing. More than 100 of the 500 Purple Dragon Guards were injured, and the monks of the Nangong family still had about 10,000.

The Purple Dragon Guard was divided into teams of four and five, and their opponents were often hundreds of Nangong family monks. But even so, the other party can't take advantage of anything. Most of the Gain's Purple Dragon Guards were combined into formations, the Four Elephant Sword Formation, and the Five Elements Sword Formation, and their defense and attack power had improved a lot.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, at least more than 10,000 monks of the Nangong family have been killed.

When Liu Qingyan saw the three of them, they didn't say a word, and instantly rushed into the battle circle. These three big killers were shot, and the monks of the Nangong family were even busier.

In the early days of the three Mahayanas, they were completely crushing, and there was no enemy under them. In less than a moment, hundreds of monks were killed, and the Purple Dragon Guard of a sword formation was liberated to rescue the Purple Dragon Guard in another battle circle.

Under the advantages of the other, the monks of the Nangong family were defeated and retreated, and most of the more than 10,000 monks were injured in less than a stick of incense. Seeing that Liu Qingyan and the three of them were in a no-man's land, they didn't dare to entangle anymore and scattered and fled.

"Kill!"

The sword hero roared in a low voice, and more than four hundred purple dragon guards bit the route of those monks' rout, chasing them one by one. However, they did not dare to chase them too far, and after leaving a certain distance, they turned back.

This pursuit killed more than a thousand monks.

Liu Qingyan said indifferently: "Clean up the battlefield, you go to the back to help guard those monks who surrendered." ”

Wu Chenlong nodded yes, and walked towards the rear with the remaining more than four hundred purple dragon guards.

Liu Qingyan said, "Let's go see Cheng Ling!"

The two nodded, and continued their journey deeper into the forest.

In the depths of the dense forest, Cheng Ling and Nangong Ba were fighting fiercely, and neither of them had time to take care of the situation in the other two battlefields. No, Cheng Ling firmly believes that with Liu Qingyan and others, plus five hundred Zilongwei, they will definitely be able to win.

Nangong Ba also had the same expectation in his heart, and the disciples of the Nangong family brought on this trip were all elites in the family, plus there were hundreds of thousands of people. He didn't believe that with such strength, he couldn't take down this rogue force.

In Nangong Ba's eyes, he couldn't see through Cheng Ling's identity, so he naturally belonged to the Liukou clan. It's just that these rogues are very disciplined, a bit like sect monks.

But this still couldn't move him, although he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation. The first time the two sides collided, Cheng Ling took more than a dozen steps back than himself, and was obviously inferior to him in cultivation. In this way, as long as he is taken down, the rest of the people will not be a problem at all.

It's a pity that I didn't know Cheng Ling's difficulty after the fight, the opponent's swordsmanship is very exquisite, every move and style is like a whimsical, antelope hanging horns, and he can't get any cheap with his cultivation higher than the other party's realm.

The black dragon spear danced into an afterimage, and the spear occupied an innate advantage, blocking Cheng Ling from a zhang. However, Cheng Ling's tenacity is extremely strong, and he relies on his superb swordsmanship to shorten the distance between the two of them slightly.

His current shooting style is very different from that in Yujing City back then, Nangong Ba can't feel Cheng Ling's shadow from his shot at all, just will

The black dragon spear is swung to the limit, constantly performing the killing moves in marksmanship.

After fighting for a long time, Cheng Ling gradually immersed himself in it, such a battle is really rare.

Nangong Ba is different from Ouyang Lin, one of the two is a law cultivator and the other is a martial cultivator. Relatively speaking, Cheng Ling prefers to fight with Nangong Ba, this kind of feeling of knife to flesh, life and death fighting is something that Fa Xiu can't give him.

At the beginning, he was still slightly at a disadvantage, Nangong Ba has been immersed in marksmanship for hundreds of years, which is not comparable to Nangong Hao at all, not to mention that the other party is a small realm higher than himself. Originally, he could use the long-range attack method of the Flying Sword Technique, but after fighting hundreds of moves, his previous thoughts were completely extinguished.

Edgeworthiness isn't just about long-range attacks. On the contrary, there are also extremely advanced swordsmanship in hand-to-hand combat, and now Cheng Ling is using the Phantom Sword Star Sword Technique in the Flying Sword Technique!

This swordsmanship takes the stars in the sky as the bone, and is divided into the four elephants of the east, west, north and south, the Beidou, the South Dipper, and the heart of the house.

But this is not the strongest, the last three swords of the Phantom Sword Xingchen Sword Technique are Taiwei Sword, Ziwei Sword, and Diheng Sword. Taiwei sword is located in the south of the Beidou, north of the wings, there are ten stars, with the five emperors as the center, there are hundreds of sword moves.

Ziwei Sword is located in the northeast of the Beidou, with fifteen stars, east and west columns, with the North Pole as the center, and there are thousands of sword changes;

This sword technique is the general outline of almost all sword techniques, and no matter what kind of moves you encounter, you can have corresponding changes and restraint. Every sword is like playing chess, no matter how you fall, you have a sword move to deal with.

Since Jin Ye taught Cheng Ling the Flying Sword Technique, this set of swordsmanship has been revealed for the first time. One is that the swordsmanship is too profound, and every change requires an understanding of the changing trajectory of the stars, which is extremely difficult to understand thoroughly.

Fortunately, Cheng Ling himself is good at the formation path, and the grade is extremely high, because the formation path is very familiar with the changes in the stars in the sky, and it is twice the result with half the effort.

Second, there are not only close-quarters combat swordsmanship in the Flying Sword Technique, but also long-range attack swordsmanship. Most of the opponents Cheng Ling met before were good at spells, or in the face of group attacks, it was more efficient to use swordsmanship to kill the enemy.

Therefore, when he met Nangong Ba, who was also good at close-quarters combat, Cheng Ling saw that Hunting Xinxi had completely abandoned the enemy method of swordsmanship, and just tried the power of the Phantom Sword Xingchen swordsmanship.

Nangong Ba is an excellent opponent who can bring him enough pressure. Fighting, gradually immersed in it, all he saw in his eyes was the tip of the dragon sword. Every shot from the other party, Cheng Ling was able to respond with swordsmanship in a very short time.

After a long time, the sword moves in his hand became more and more fluent.

At present, he is only using the four elephant variations in swordsmanship. The twenty-eight constellations are varied, each of which has its own subtleties, and the changes in the sword moves echo the constellations, but they are also yes and no. He knew that this was a lack of proficiency in swordsmanship, and there were still deficiencies in subtleties.

Slowly adjust the direction, speed, and power of each sword, until the sword move is flawless, and then switch to a new sword move.

Under such repetition, I hope that Nangong Ba can persist for as long as possible, and it is best to let himself fully comprehend the essence of the four sword moves.