The more than twenty cultivators of the Dan Stage naturally couldn't fight like the disciples of the Qi Refining Stage and the Foundation Building Period, they chose to be one-on-one, and life and death were up to them.

On the Qi side, a tall blood-robed man was sent with a cultivation in the late stage of the Jiedan, and a middle-aged Confucian student with a bookish face was sent by the Zhao State.

The middle-aged Confucian pinched the trick with one hand, and a soft white light curtain suddenly appeared, and at the same time, as soon as he turned his palm, a white jade pen appeared in his hand.

The middle-aged Confucian had words in his mouth, and at the same time, the white jade pen in his hand waved, and one after another lifelike white giant eagles appeared.

As soon as the white giant eagle appeared, it let out a clear sound, spread its wings, and turned into a white light and shot towards the blood-robed man.

Seeing this, the blood-robed man's face did not change, his lips moved slightly, the blood-robed light on his body was shining, and a blood-colored light curtain suddenly appeared, and then, with a flip of his palm, a half-zhang long blood-colored long knife appeared in his hand.

I saw that with a flick of his wrist, dozens of blood-colored light blades of length rolled out.

As soon as the blood-colored blade touched the white eagle, the white eagle collapsed.

The white jade pen in the middle-aged Confucian Sheng's hand kept waving, and one after another white giant eagles appeared and quickly rushed towards the opposite side, while the blood-robed man kept waving the blood-colored long knife in his hand, releasing blood-colored light blades one after another, smashing the attacking white giant eagles.

Neither side went all out, and they were both testing each other's supernatural powers.

It didn't take long for the middle-aged Confucian to fall behind, and before the white giant eagle could fly far, it was twisted into pieces by the blood-colored light blades that shot out, and some of the blood-colored light blades slashed on the white light curtain, and the white light curtain did not move at all.

The blood-robed man's ears moved, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, he took a deep breath, opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of blood mist, which sank into the blood-colored long knife.

He clenched the blood-colored long knife with both hands, and after injecting mana, the blood-colored long knife suddenly burst into blood.

I saw him slashing wildly at the opposite side, and one after another blood-colored light blades more than ten zhang long appeared and shot straight towards the middle-aged Confucian on the opposite side.

The speed of the blood-colored light blade was extremely fast, and a few flashes reached not far in front of the middle-aged Confucian Sheng.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian snorted lightly, put away the white jade pen, and turned his palm over, and a thick golden scroll appeared in his hand.

The middle-aged Confucian had words in his mouth, and at the same time opened the golden scroll, countless golden runes poured out of it, and after the golden runes dipped and turned, they quickly turned into a golden giant sword twenty zhang long and greeted it.

After losing a large number of golden runes, the light of the golden scroll also dimmed.

As soon as the blood-colored blade came into contact with the golden greatsword, it shattered.

After breaking through more than twenty blood-colored light blades in a single row, the golden giant sword was less than twenty zhang away from the blood-robed man.

Seeing this, a solemn look appeared on the blood-robed man's face, and he pinched his hands, and a rolling blood mist suddenly appeared on the surface of his body.

The next moment, nine blood-colored giant pythons more than ten zhang long rushed from the blood mist and met the golden giant sword.

The surface of the blood-colored python is covered with blood-colored scales, and the whole body is full of blood, which is impressively magical.

After releasing the nine blood-colored giant pythons, the blood-robed man's face suddenly turned pale, obviously, it would take a lot of mana and essence blood to perform this secret technique.

Seeing that the nine blood-colored giant pythons were about to collide with the golden giant sword, the blood-robed man pinched the trick with one hand, and the nine blood-colored pythons opened their mouths one after another, and each spewed out a blood-colored flame with a thick bowl mouth.

At such a close distance, it was impossible for the golden giant sword to dodge, and the blood-colored flames with the thick mouths of the nine bowls hit the golden giant sword, and the golden giant sword suddenly emitted a burst of green smoke, and the light dimmed.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian student's face changed, and with a pinch of one hand, the golden giant sword suddenly burst into golden light, wanting to strangle the blood-colored flames.

Instead of showing signs of extinguishing, the blood-colored flames burned violently on the golden greatsword, and the golden greatsword's light became extremely dim, and at the same time stagnated, suspended in the air, motionless.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, nine blood-colored giant pythons pounced, and they opened their bloody mouths one after another, and kept biting the golden giant sword.

The nine blood-colored pythons quickly devoured a third of the golden greatsword, and it was only a matter of time before they devoured the remaining two-thirds.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian student's face changed, and with one hand, the broken golden giant sword trembled slightly, then shattered, turning into countless dim runes, and quickly flew towards the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

Nine blood-colored pythons opened their mouths at the same time, and each spewed out a bloody light, covering some of the runes and rolling them back into their mouths.

Eventually, less than a quarter of the runes returned to the golden scroll, and the aura of the golden scroll became extremely dim.

Without waiting for the middle-aged Confucian to take a breath, nine blood-colored giant pythons pounced on the middle-aged Confucian with fierce eyes.

The blood-colored python had not really reached the middle-aged Confucian approach, and a disgusting smell of blood came to his face.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Confucian student's face froze, his sleeves flicked, and a silver painting scroll appeared, suspended in mid-air.

I saw the middle-aged Confucian stretch out his hand and lightly touch the silver painting scroll, and the painting scroll opened in mid-air, and there were nine lifelike dragons in the painting, playing on the sea.

The middle-aged Confucian ten fingers quickly changed his gestures, pointed forward, and a white light flashed out, and quickly disappeared into the painting scroll.

A deafening dragon roar rang out!

The silver light of the painting scroll was released, and the body of the nine dragons twisted, drilled out of the painting scroll, rose in the wind, and turned into nine dragons more than 30 zhang long, facing the nine blood-colored pythons.

Nine dragons of different colors spewed red flames from their mouths, or spewed out a hurricane, or spewed out a large stream of seawater, and tore together with the nine blood-colored pythons.

The nine blood-colored pythons are only transformed by mana, where are the opponents of the dragon transformed by the spirit of the demon beast.

It didn't take long for nine dragons of different colors to tear the nine blood pythons to pieces.

Immediately after, nine dragons of different colors swooped towards the blood-robed man with their teeth and claws.

Seeing the nine dragons pounce, the blood-robed man's face changed greatly, his lips moved slightly, and a large blood mist appeared on his body, covering his figure.

The next moment, the blood mist tumbled and surged, splitting into nine and fleeing in different directions.

The nine dragons struggled to catch up, but they only caught up with six of the blood mist, smashing the six blood mist, and the three blood mist that escaped finally returned to the camp of the Qi State, and the three blood mist quickly gathered together, the blood light flashed, and the blood-robed man appeared.

The blood-robed man's face was pale, and his breath was relatively weak, obviously, it would take a lot of essence blood and mana to perform this secret technique.

Seeing the blood-robed man fleeing back to the Qi camp, the middle-aged Confucian looked a little disappointed, and with a pinch of one hand, the nine dragons circled and quickly flew back into the painting scroll.

In this battle, the bloody door was obviously defeated.

On the city wall, the middle-aged beauty's face was a little unhappy, but she didn't say anything.

The next battle began soon, Xu was trying to save morale, this time, it was Shi Hao of the Yin Luo Sect who was fighting, and Zhao Guo sent a fat silver-robed man.

The silver-robed man had a fat face, barely able to see a pair of small eyes, and a big belly.

Both of them are in the late stage of Yudan, but Shi Hao's aura is stronger.

Shi Hao slapped the storage bag on his waist with his palm, and five palm-sized black skulls flew out of it, and the black skulls rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they rose to the size of five or six zhang, and there was a fist-sized green flame in the eye sockets of each skull.

"Go. Shi Hao stretched out his hand and pointed lightly at the silver-robed man, and the jaws of the five giant skeletons closed one by one, letting out a strange scream, and quickly rushed towards the silver-robed man.

Seeing this, the silver-robed man opened his mouth and spewed out a small silver sword, and the silver sword rose in the wind, and there was a silver arc flashing on the surface.

The silver-robed man stretched out a chubby finger and quickly pointed at the silver long sword, and after the silver long sword trembled slightly, the light shone brightly, turning into a silver dragon more than thirty zhang long.

The body of the silver dragon was covered with silver scales, and there were lightning flashes on the surface of the two dragon horns.

"Go. The silver-robed man let out a low shout, and the silver dragon's body twisted, and he pounced on the five giant skulls with his teeth and claws.

Seeing the silver dragon pounce, the hollow eyes of the five giant skulls flashed with red light, and their jaws spewed out a turquoise phosphorus fire, shooting towards the silver dragon.

The silver dragon opened its bloody mouth, and the silver light flashed in its mouth, and with a flash of silver light, a basin-thick silver thunder light erupted and greeted it.

As soon as the green phosphorus fire came into contact with the silver thunder light, it collapsed, and two green phosphorus fires fell on the silver dragon, and several arcs of electricity appeared, extinguishing the green phosphorus fire.

The silver thunder light struck a giant skull, and the giant skull suddenly burst into a puff of green smoke, and the green flame in its eye sockets was a little dim.

Seeing this, the five giant skulls opened their mouths and spewed out dense black filaments, intertwined together, forming a huge black net, covering the silver dragon inside.

But in the next moment, a large number of arcs flashed on the surface of the silver dragon's body, and the black net shattered, quickly turning into curling green smoke.

Seeing this, Shi Hao frowned, opened his mouth and spewed out three white bone knives about a foot long, and quickly shot towards the silver dragon.

With a few "bang" and "bang", three white bone knives slashed at the silver dragon, and immediately chopped off several scales.

Three white bone knives and five giant skulls besieged the silver dragon together, and it didn't take long for the silver dragon to be scarred on its body.

Seeing this, the silver-robed man raised his eyebrows, and with a flip of his palm, there was a palm-sized silver mirror on his hand, and there was a spiritual light flowing on the surface.

I saw the silver-robed man point the silver mirror at a skull, and after a flash of silver light, a basin-thick silver pillar of light flashed out.

The speed of the silver pillar of light was extremely fast, and after a few flashes, it was in front of a giant skull, and the silver pillar of light accurately hit the giant skull.

With a "boom", a large area of thunder flooded the giant skull, and a miserable scream came from the thunder.

With a "whoosh", another pillar of silver light shot out and hit the other giant skull.

After a loud bang, some cracks appeared on the surface of the giant skull's head, and the green flames in the eye sockets dimmed a lot.

The silver-robed man held a silver mirror and continuously released five pillars of silver light, which hit the heads of the five giant skeletons respectively, and the green flames in the eye sockets of the five giant skeletons dimmed, and long cracks appeared on the surface.

And under the attack of five giant skeleton heads and three white bone knives, the silver dragon was scarred.

"This fellow Daoist, if you continue to fight, you will only lose both, how about this game be peaceful?" said the silver-robed man with a smile.

When Shi Hao heard this, his face was cloudy for a while, and after a little thought, he nodded and agreed.

With that, with a single move, five skulls and three white bone knives broke away from the battle group and quickly flew back into his sleeve.

The silver-robed man made a move with one hand, and the silver-robed dragon also recovered its body, turned into a silver long sword, and flew back to the silver-robed man's sleeves and disappeared.

The two sides returned to their respective camps, and this battle was a draw.

"Hehe, I don't know who said two days ago that he could break the thunderclouds and scatter people's magical powers, but now that I look at it, it's just that?" Lu Ya smiled and said sarcastically.

"At least I'm tied, but it's not like you bloody killing, but you were defeated by the enemy. Shi Hao retorted, his eyes full of contempt.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Zhao is just careless for a while, if I go to the next fight, I don't believe that I can't destroy an enemy. Lu Ya snorted lightly and sneered.

"Okay, it's okay to go to the next fight. Mu Wanwan said in an unquestionable tone.

"Senior Sister Mu, you only have the middle stage of the Yudan, I think it's better to let me come!" Hearing this, an old man in gray next to him hesitated for a moment and said.

"Thank you Senior Brother Chen for your kindness, my little sister has just got a treasure, like to see the power of the treasure. Mu Wanwan shook her head and politely refused.

Hearing this, the old man in gray couldn't say anything more.

Mu Wanwan stomped on the ground with one foot, turned into a red light and flew forward, stopping hundreds of zhang away.

Zhao Guo sent a blue-shirted Confucian in his early thirties, who had the cultivation of the middle stage of the Jiedan, and his aura was a few points stronger than Mu Wanwan.

Mu Wanwan's sleeves flicked, and three red flying knives flashed out and shot towards the blue-shirted Confucian Sheng.

The blue-shirted Confucian shook his sleeves, and three blue flying knives flashed out and greeted him, and at the same time, his lips moved slightly, and a soft white light curtain suddenly appeared, covering him inside.

The three red knives and the three blue knives kept colliding, making a "clang" and "clang" metal collision sound.

Neither of them used any other means to control the magic weapon attack.

In this regard, the blue-shirted Confucian couldn't ask for it, his mana was much thicker than Mu Wanwan's, if it was mana, he would definitely be the one who had the last laugh.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the two were still fighting together with their respective magic weapons.

At this moment, Mu Wanwan suddenly took out a black silk ribbon, with a black bell on each wrist.

I saw Mu Wanwan holding one end of the black ribbon and dancing in the air, and the bell in her hand made a pleasant sound.

Mu Wanwan has been controlling three red flying knives and three blue flying knives for a hundred years, dancing in the air, no matter how you look at it, it is very weird.

The blue-shirted Confucian was controlling three blue throwing knives, and suddenly a crisp bell sound sounded in his ears.

He was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Mu Wanwan, and saw Mu Wanwan dancing, and the crisp bell sound sounded in his ears one after another.

The blue-shirted Confucian stared for a moment, and as soon as he saw a flower, he found that he suddenly appeared in front of a sea of flowers, a woman in a white dress with delicate facial features was running in the sea of flowers, shouting at him while running: "Brother Jing, come and chase me!"

"Ning'er. The blue-shirted Confucian muttered to himself, looking at the woman in the white dress with an obsessive expression.

"Senior Brother Zhao, wake up quickly, that's an illusion. A majestic man's voice sounded in the blue-shirted Confucian mind.

Hearing this, a flash of clarity flashed in the eyes of the blue-shirted Confucian student, and the sea of flowers and the woman in the white dress in front of him collapsed.

The next moment, he only saw three red lights flashing, and before he could react, his neck was cold, the head rolled down, and the corpse quickly fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, a flash of surprise flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes.

He witnessed Mu Wanwan's entire fighting process, and after he saw Mu Wanwan dancing for a while, the blue-shirted Confucian stopped controlling the magic weapon, and Mu Wanwan seized this opportunity to control three red flying knives to cut off the head of the blue-shirted Confucian student.

It seems that the blue-shirted Confucian was hit by Mu Wanwan's illusion, so he stopped controlling the magic weapon, and he could affect a mid-stage cultivator, it seems that Mu Wanwan's illusion is extraordinary.