Hearing Lu Qingquan's request for help, whether it was the people from the main sect of Yuntian Palace, or the people from Baihua Valley and Lingxiao Pavilion, they all raised the spirit sword that they consciously held in their hands and threw it in its direction.

As the speaker of Yuntian Palace, Lu Qingquan personally opened his mouth, and the person who borrowed the sword was also honored.

Mu Wanfeng watched coldly and did not stop him. On the contrary, in his heart, he really hoped that Lu Qingquan would have the spirit sword in his hand, so that he would be in a hurry and reveal his flaws.

As long as Lu Qingquan dares to get close, then he will have a chance to get rid of him, and then slowly try to kill the rest.

If everything is as he thinks in his heart, today's crisis can be solved by him.

Dozens of spirit swords flew in front of Lu Qingquan, and after he grabbed one of the spirit swords, he also honestly and unceremoniously waved his hand, and put all the remaining spirit swords into the storage ring for later use.

As soon as he shook the spirit sword, he immediately no longer hesitated, and his body shook, and he rushed towards Mu Wanfeng.

Mu Wanfeng ran the Purple Moon Sword Technique in the Heart of the Qin, stopped in place, and Lu Qingquan, who was sumo wrestling, slashed down with a sword.

Boom!

After the shock of energy, the two of them retreated a few feet away. And Lu Qingquan's spirit sword was broken in response.

Lu Qingquan didn't even look at it, he threw the half-truncated sword casually, took out another spirit sword in an instant, and attacked Mu Wanfeng again.

Boom!

The two spirit swords clashed, and Lu Qingquan's spirit sword broke again.

Mu Wanfeng exerted twelve points of strength this time, and after Lu Qingquan's spirit sword was broken, due to the inability to dodge, his chest was filled with heartache.

Lu Qingquan seemed to have put life and death aside, and after the blood on his chest was dripping, he took out a spirit sword and slashed towards Mu Wanfeng.

Boom!

Boom Boom Boom ......

A spirit sword was broken, and it was abandoned by Lu Qingquan, and it was replaced with a new one, and it hurt to see others.

The person who had just lent the spirit sword with great pride actually had a feeling of regret, and his face was no longer so light.

Where is this battle, it's clearly a competition to see who is cheaper, phew, whose sword is more powerful.

The part of the people who borrowed the sword did not know much about their spirit sword, and no matter how bad it was, it was a high-grade spirit weapon. Some of them even lent out the best spirit swords.

Now it is cut off by Mu Wanfeng like chopping melons and vegetables, destroying withering and decaying. No matter how many spirit swords there are, they can't withstand such consumption.

And their borrowing of swords and their honor are also based on their confidence in Lu Qingquan.

If Lu Qingquan was defeated in the end, or even died in the hands of Mu Wanfeng, wouldn't they lose their wives and soldiers?

When did the Spirit Sword become so dangerous?

Could it be that for the spirit sword, the thicker the better?

Lu Qingquan was depressed in his heart, and he was generally tired of madness, roaring and attacking towards the evening wind.

This time, Mu Wanfeng's Thousand Mountains trick was cast, and before Lu Qingquan approached, he jumped high and high. With a whistling sound, he slashed at it.

Lu Qingquan's heart tightened, and the Lingtai regained a trace of clarity, as if he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

He is also difficult to ride a tiger now, and he has no time to retreat, so he can only bite the bullet.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and it actually overwhelmed the impact of the spirit sword.

After Lu Qingquan came into contact with Qianjun, he finally found out that something was wrong.

The spirit sword in his hand was not broken, but resisted the attack.

And Qianjun was purple before, but this time, it was replaced with a hazy blue light, giving people an incomparable sense of heaviness.

This feeling of heaviness is not an illusion, but a real feeling.

It was also thanks to the tenacity of the spirit sword that he endured all the strength of Qianjun, the strange and extraordinary power.

This sword is like the earth and mountains, and he is like a clear spring, but it is like a leaf in the wind. The gap between the two forces is like an insurmountable moat.

In just an instant, Lu Qingquan's right hand cracked, his legs trembled, and his whole person fell into the ground.

Boom Rumble......

Even the earth seemed to feel fear and trembled violently.

Qianjun is already extremely heavy, and after adding the Thousand Mountains Technique, the strength of it increases infinitely, even if it is compared to the real mountain, it is not an exaggeration.

Lu Qingquan bore the brunt of the strange force, and after smashing into the ground, he didn't come out again.

And Mu Wanfeng was also under the shock, her qi and blood were agitated, her chest and abdomen were surging, and finally she couldn't hold back, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and her spirit gradually calmed down.

He had resisted Lu Qingquan's thunder attack before, and his internal organs had already been injured a lot, and he had been holding back that breath all the time.

After this continuous fight, the injury was aggravated by the shock of his own strength.

"Senior Brother Lu/Senior Uncle Lu!"

When the onlookers of Yuntian Palace saw this scene, they all exclaimed.

But Lu Qingquan didn't answer for a long time, and he didn't come out when he fell underground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Mu Wanfeng buried her head and glanced at the hole, and then knew that Lu Qingquan should be in a coma. The people of the Purple Mansion Nine Folds, where is it so easy to die?

At this time, a few people in Yuntian Palace were furious, and they flew towards Mu Wanfeng with a shout, trying to get rid of it as soon as possible.

Mu Wanfeng beat his spirit, and without waiting for those few people to attack, he sneaked into the pit, lifted Lu Qingquan out, and put a thousand jun on his neck.

"Don't move!"

Seeing this, those people immediately stopped in mid-air, not daring to act rashly.

A middle-aged woman with slightly wrinkled corners of her eyes shouted coldly: "Mu Wanfeng, you let my uncle go!"

Mu Wanfeng sneered and said, "Isn't it ridiculous that you are so aggressive, and you come to kill me with all your might, but you keep calling for release?"

"Why do I have to let people go? Why do you have the final say in life and death? Or in that sentence, have you ever let me go?"

"Don't leave me here to dictate, it is you who persecute me, you are the one who wants to kill me, and it is you who tell me to release people!"

"Could it be that I Mu Wanfeng is cheap, I should be called by you to drink, kill if you want to, and don't resist?

The middle-aged woman's face was red, her fingers trembled and pointed at Mu Wanfeng, and she couldn't say a word.

Mu Wanfeng glanced at Kong Ye and Wen Hua, and said lightly: "It's easy to let me go, where do you come from, go back!"

"If you let me go and retreat, I will naturally release people too. If you still want to kill me, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Everyone was silent, not knowing what to answer.

The reason why Yuntian Palace ranks first on the righteous path is all due to the support of Lu Qingquan. Of course, the matter of being in the first place was what they thought they were, and the same was true of Lingxiao Pavilion and Hundred Flowers Valley.

If Lu Qingquan died, then Yuntian Palace would definitely plummet in the future.

Choose one of the two, of course, the people of Yuntian Palace chose to save Lu Qingquan. It's just that they can't decide this matter.