The casualties of these monks were not small, but in fact, they only happened in an instant, and by the time Lao Meng and the main monks rushed up from under the Tianxing Lake, they had already seen the miserable situation of their own monks.

"What's the situation, isn't their spiritual power insufficient, who still has the ability to kill and injure so many people in an instant" Lao Meng's face was a little solemn. Judging from the scars of those monks, it was obviously not Huo Sixian's hand, but if it wasn't for Huo Sixian, who would have such great ability

Li Xiang replied on the side, "It's Nangong Ding." Lao Meng, you see, Nangong Ding has lost all his spiritual power under this blow, which proves that they are already fighting the trapped beasts, this is a great opportunity. ”

At this time, he could not be discouraged, and it would be a pity if he ran away because of fear in his heart.

After listening to Li Xiang's words, Lao Meng's expression eased a little. Nangong Ding also knew that his strength was not worse than him, and if it was a blow infused with all his spiritual power, it was not unacceptable.

In Lao Meng's opinion, there are only three people who can be called a threat. The famous Ice Sword Huo Sixian, Huo Sixian's little follower Nangong Ding, and Qin Guang who didn't know how to get together with these people. As for Luo Gan and these people, because the monks of the Qinglan Sect rarely come out and walk around, so until now, Lao Meng has always thought that they are just some casual cultivators. Not only is it a casual cultivation, but the cultivation level is still low, and even there is a condensation period, and Lao Meng will pay attention to these people.

Now that Nangong is abolished, Huo Sixian has Li Xiang and the two of them dragging him, then the only thing worth noting is Qin Guang.

As if noticing Lao Meng's gaze, Qin Guang glanced over here. Just as Lao Meng knew Qin Guang, Qin Guang also knew Lao Meng.

It's really sad that a person who wants strength but no strength, who wants courage but no courage, still wants to fight this red-tailed fire monkey and can't even notice the spies on his side.

Qin Guang quickly lost interest in Lao Meng after just a glance.

As a monk who was good at sneak attacks, Qin Guang was playing with his flying sword in his hand at this time, and his snake-like eyes were looking around for opportunities.

Although Qin Guang is far inferior to Luo Gan and Huo Sixian in terms of the overall situation, there are also places where loose cultivation is powerful. Under the baptism of all kinds of battles, Qin Guang's grasp of the battle situation was unmatched among everyone. He was like a wandering (swing dàng) dàng) evil ghost, constantly wandering around the battlefield, looking for the prey that he was about to devour.

Qin Guang's flying sword was a flying sword with a very short length, about half the length of an ordinary flying sword. It's more like a dagger than a take-off sword, or a short sword. As the saying goes, an inch is short and an inch is dangerous, and a flying sword of this length with Qin Guang's signature Phantom Sword Technique and Wind Breathing Technique is even more powerful, making it difficult to resist.

Opportunity.

Qin Guang's eyes flashed, and the (body shēn) form disappeared into the air.

The four words quietly were vividly interpreted by Qin Guang at this time. It's like a white wolf running in the snow, silently approaching its prey, and then launching a fatal blow. The Phantom Sword Technique is not gorgeous, and even the sword light looks very weak, but the killing power contained in it, even Huo Sixian couldn't help but feel a little trembling when he watched it from the side.

One, two In this chaotic battlefield, a monk like Qin Guang is simply like a fish in water, quickly reaping the lives of those greedy monks.

"No, we can't let Qin Guang be so arrogant anymore. Lao Meng said with a frown.

In this kind of melee of dozens of people, the role played by this Qin Guang is a little stronger than Huo Sixian, which is really a little scary.

Lao Meng looked at his own (body shēn) side, Li Xiang, who was the most threatening, had already been sent by himself to find Huo Sixian's bad luck, and the one who was wearing yellow clothes was fighting with Huo Sixian at this time. The other monks also have their own opponents. Under the threat of "death", the combat effectiveness of these monks on the other side should not be underestimated. Now the only one who can show his hand seems to be himself.

Although Lao Meng didn't want to take the risk with (身shēn), after all, he was still faintly uneasy in his heart, but he didn't want to watch the spirit stone in his hand slip through his fingers like this, so he still decided to personally go out to deal with Qin Guang.

"Senior brother, that guy finally moved. Li Xiang slammed his sword on Huo Sixian's Ice Sword and quietly used his divine sense to transmit the voice.

"Why, do you or I'll do it" Huo Sixian couldn't understand what Li Xiang meant.

"Hey, this old guy dares to hurt me, if I don't repay him well, how can I be worthy of myself. Senior brother, just give him to me. ”

"Okay, be careful yourself, you've only been in the seventh vein for a short time, and that old guy is an authentic eight-vein monk. ”

"Don't worry, senior brother, if all battles are determined by the level of cultivation, then what will we fight in the future, just release the spiritual power to see who has the strongest spiritual power. In other words, senior brother, after I am exposed this time, I will be able to return to the sect in a bright and bright way, and it is really unpleasant to be outside day by day. After the transmission, Li Xiang directly took a few steps back and grabbed the hand of the yellow-clothed monk, "Hey, Lin Yuan, we should withdraw." ”

The yellow-clothed monk, Lin Yuan, looked at Li Xiang with wide eyes, "You, what are you talking about, let's withdraw at this time"

In Lin Yuan's view, this ambush was definitely a huge mistake, and it was obvious that he had fallen into Huo Sixian's trap (set tào). Although he has an advantage in numbers, he is now at most at the level of six or four open, and if he and Li Xiang withdraw again, it will really only be five or five.

"Of course, I have to withdraw. Don't tell me you didn't see Lao Meng's sinister intentions. Or do you want to fight the Ice Sword here? "Although it looks a little dangerous on his side, Li Xiang's table (情qíng) is still so relaxed.

"You, don't you have a grudge against Huo Sixian, you just left" Lin Yuan couldn't believe it.

Listening to Lin Yuan's words, Li Xiang smiled strangely, "What kind of hatred is there to hate me and my senior brother?"

"Senior brother, you are the secret chess of the Dongfu Sword Gate. Li Xiang was really shocked this time.

I see, no wonder I can't figure out why I made a decision so recklessly this time, it turns out that Li Xiang has been fueling the trouble. And he said why Huo Sixian didn't seem to do his best every time he fought with them, it turned out that he was just acting.

"Don't be sad," Li Xiang patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder, "I was originally from the Dongfu Sword Sect, and it is only natural that I will do things for our sect." Judging from your previous performance, this time I decided to take you with me to join my Dongfu Sword Gate, which is even more exciting than the ethereal reward. How's that, is there any interest"

Lin Yuan swallowed quietly and spit, as if he was a little afraid of Li Xiang's previous superb performance, but at the end he still squeezed out a word in his mouth, "Yes." ”

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