Shi can be killed and cannot be humiliated, not to mention that today's Xuan Qifeng has the advantage of numbers, and if he doesn't do it, others will say that it is useless for her Zhang Ping's persuasion, under Zhang Ping's cold words, the other eight people pinched the flying sword at the same time, and nine people showed a character shape, facing Zhao Jiuge and the three of them, who seemed to be a little weak.

The atmosphere on the top of Wuhua Peak was suddenly suppressed, and the war was about to break out!

Wow.

Zhang Ping's whole body spiritual power gushed out, and the dark-skinned face looked a little whiter and tender after being reflected by the spiritual light. Then eight spiritual lights flashed behind her at the same time, and the coercion in the sky made Zhao Jiuge feel a little stuffy in his chest, he was a little better, but Leng Rufeng was already trembling slightly, after all, he was the only one of the three who had not entered the vein.

Zhao Jiuge's dark eyes were full of battle intent, the words on his mouth were not just reckless, he was really fearless in his heart! Although there were nine people on the other side, through spiritual power, he found that only Zhang Pingquan and Ling Longbiao had been tempered. A Bai Qingqing with unfathomable strength, coupled with his ability to have some Sanskrit Holy Body Law Decisions, he is confident that he can fight with the nine people opposite, not to mention that although Leng Rufeng is only in the early stage of building the foundation realm, his strength is not necessarily bad, they are the same kind of people, Zhao Jiuge knows Leng Rufeng's thoughts and hard work better than anyone else.

"Zhang Pingquan and the other three people will be handed over to me, Jiuge, you deal with Ling Longbiao and the other two, as for the remaining two in the early stage of the foundation building realm, they will be dealt with by Leng Rufeng. Remember, if you can solve it quickly, don't worry about consumption, solve it as soon as possible, just drag them if you don't have that certainty, and I will free up my hands to help you as soon as possible. Don't forget that there is also a group of Xuanluo Peak disciples eyeing you next to you, you guys be careful yourself, I don't have the strength to help you now. Bai Qingqing's voice was a little hurried, she was quite annoyed in her heart, how could she think that Mu Zijun and his gang would come and ignore it, and the other two peaks faintly joined forces to suppress their Xuantian Peak lineage. After saying this, she didn't stay any longer, and immediately stepped lightly, pounced on the four people she selected, and the strength of her whole body exploded, she wanted to fight quickly!

Zhao Jiuge smiled loudly and said two words to Leng Rufeng, "Be careful." After saying that, he didn't talk much nonsense, he ran out, and if he didn't accept it, he did it, the reason was as simple as that, he didn't like to talk nonsense.

Leng Rufeng nodded solemnly, his eyes were firm, thinking in his heart that he would clean up these two people no matter what, and he couldn't hold Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing back, the most difficult Zhang Pingquan and Ling Longbiao had already been stopped by the two of them, and Bai Qingqing also shared four people, and the number of people he dealt with was the least!

At the same time as Zhao Jiu Ge jumped forward, the golden aura of his whole body immediately appeared around Zhao Jiu Ge's body, and then the Sanskrit sound law was immediately used, and a layer of golden light curtain was materialized and solidified around Zhao Jiu Ge, and the phantom of the Laughing Buddha shrouded Zhao Jiu Ge.

As soon as he came up, Zhao Jiuge didn't plan to keep his hand, and directly played his hole cards, Sanskrit Eucharist, and the longer the time dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for them.

Zhao Jiuge, whose body had changed, was holding the Qingmei Sword in his right hand, laughing unabated, and rushed towards Ling Longbiao and the two people beside him, rampage with his hard body.

Ling Longbiao and the other two beside him are also in the middle stage of the foundation building realm, will the three of them be afraid of Zhao Jiuge, who is only one person, the answer is obvious, no. Looking at Zhao Jiuge with disdain, the three of them raised the flying sword in their right hand at the same time, and the aura in the sky rolled up their bodies, and the three of them invariably picked up the sword duel, and the silver light flashed in front of the tips of the three flying swords.

Although the power of the first layer of the Xuantian Sword Duel is not obvious now, it does not mean that the back is not domineering, and everyone will not abandon the sword to learn other tricks, which will not be beneficial in the future.

Zhao Jiuge didn't care about the flickering sword light, and still chose to continue to rush over as if he hadn't seen it, but the flying sword holding his right hand was pinched tighter, and his aura was great.

Ling Longbiao looked arrogant, he had a good background in his family, but Zhang Ping's outstanding strength was even more demonic, so he was willing to listen to Zhang Ping's persuasion because of his admiration, but this did not mean that his vision was low, and of course he looked down on Zhao Jiuge from his heart.

A disciple of Xuanqi Peak beside him was already unhappy with Zhao Jiuge's pretending words just now, his steps were windy, and he rushed out first, taking a few steps ahead of the other two, and the silver sword light in front of the tip of the flying sword in his hand was shaking, and the sword qi gushed out, and it was released at Zhao Jiuge, who was rushing towards him.

The golden aura on Zhao Jiuge's whole body suddenly brightened, and when he saw the movements of this Xuanqi Peak disciple, not only did he not dodge or resist, but instead accelerated forward and approached him, but the Qingmei Sword in his right hand was slightly hooked.

"Bang. ”

With a bang, the silver sword qi directly hit Zhao Jiuge's body, but this hasty attack did not bring any damage to Zhao Jiuge, who had acted on the Sanskrit Holy Body, and even the speed of his body did not pause.

At this moment, a touch of coldness flashed in Zhao Jiuge's eyes, and the Qingmei sword in his hand was raised violently, the sword light condensed, and the silver light appeared at the tip of the sword, and then slashed towards the shoulder of this Xuanqi Peak disciple.

"Poof. ”

The sword light swept through the body of the green-robed young man with sword qi, and the flesh made a sound, and the sword that Zhao Jiuge ignored his attack in exchange for directly broke the spiritual light on his body, and a deep wound that could be seen was diagonally across his chest from his shoulder.

And his whole person was swept away by the power of this sword, and flew backwards, if it wasn't for Ling Longbiao's body, it would have hit even farther. Falling to the ground, the facial features of this Xuanqi Peak young man were twisted together, a low moan came out of his mouth, the flashing spiritual light all over his body disappeared, the meridians were injured, the exercises could not run around the body, and he couldn't lift his spiritual power.

In the square of Xuantian Peak, a group of people stared at the scene in the Xuanguang Mirror, and when Zhao Jiuge knocked the other party down with one move, there was an uproar in the entire square, and all of them looked excited, and the ordinary people on Wuhua Peak at this moment were the same as them.

"You...!" Ling Longbiao was anxious and angry, frowning, and glaring at Zhao Jiuge angrily. At the beginning, he was injured by Zhao Jiuge, which made him not angry, and the mentality of playing with cat and mouse was suddenly reined in.

A golden flying sword in his hand suddenly lit up, the sword body was slender, the front was like an awl and not like a sword, the most eye-catching thing was that at this time, the fluorescence emitted by the entire sword body was foggy, enveloping the entire sword body, even if Ling Longbiao had not yet urged the spiritual power, the sharpness emitted by this golden flying sword made Zhao Jiuge feel a sense of crisis that stinged his skin.

This Ling Longbiao was actually holding a spirit weapon flying sword in his hand, because the feeling that this flying sword brought to him was only felt from the wind flower in Bai Qingqing's hand.

Zhao Jiuge's pupils shrank, his face was solemn but there was no look of retreat, and as soon as his breath adjusted, he was ready to continue to gather momentum. When Ling Longbiao's whole body momentum changed, and he stepped forward to face Zhao Jiuge, Zhao Jiuge's pupils twitched, and he chose to continue to rush forward without hesitation, dodging is not his habit, since today's battle against the water is inescapable, then go forward bravely.

Ling Longbiao didn't use any fancy moves, nor did he take the time to use any magic duels, but chose the most simple and straightforward hard poke. Relying on the sharpness of the spirit weapon flying sword in his hand.

There was quite a feeling of fixing the country a little, Ling Longbiao put the two fingers of his left hand together and placed it diagonally in front of his chest, and in his right hand he held the golden flying sword and poked it in front of Zhao Jiuge, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhao Jiuge. The air was distorted, as if it was also cut through by the sharpness of the blade of this spiritual weapon, and the piercing roar had clearly entered Zhao Jiuge's ears.

Zhao Jiuge, who was stubborn, had no choice but to lift the Qingmei Sword, transmit all his spiritual power into the flying sword, and relied on the Sanskrit Holy Body outside his body to resist the attack brought by Ling Longbiao, but Zhao Jiuge's dark eyes flashed a few times at this time, and his eyes contained deep meaning.

"Click..."

The two touched, there was no imaginary movement of the earth shaking, only a crisp cracking sound, the two halves of the Qingmei Sword burst apart in response, and there was no fluorescence all over the body, without a little spirituality, so it was divided into two halves and lay quietly on the ground. Under Ling Longbiao's sharp blow, Zhao Jiuge was not harmed, but his spiritual power was declining rapidly, and the flying sword in his hand was broken and completely useless, which made Zhao Jiuge feel a little angry, although the Qingmei Sword was not a good flying sword, just an ordinary magic weapon, but he had been following him for a long time, and he had feelings for birth and death.

The fire in Zhao Jiuge's chest was about to burst out, his face changed a few times, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "It's too much of a bully!"

Ling Longbiao smiled disdainfully, his eyes revealed disdain, and then he was unforgiving, and continued to rely on the spirit weapon in his hand, brandishing the golden flying sword, and came towards Zhao Jiuge, trying to cut Zhao Jiuge with the sword.

Zhao Jiuge, who was angry, snorted in his heart, and then the light in his eyes flashed, and he lost his Qingmei Sword's empty hands, his hands began to seal, shaking the law, and he saw that the aura in the air continued to converge around Zhao Jiuge's body, and soon the naked eye could see that the layer of golden light around Zhao Jiuge's body was even richer, as if he was wearing a golden dress.

In the end, everyone saw that Zhao Jiuge seemed to be crazy, and rushed towards Ling Longbiao who was holding a spirit weapon flying sword with both hands, which made the crowd stunned, what was this for, even Ling Longbiao was a little distracted. However, he wouldn't be stupid because of Zhao Jiuge, he hesitated himself, and the golden flying sword in his hand continued to slash towards Zhao Jiuge.

At this moment, an ordinary sun was as bright as the sun, so dazzling that people could feel a somewhat dazzling light on Zhao Jiuge's right arm.

The eyes of the crowd in the square widened one by one, looking at Zhao Jiuge, who seemed to be dying, and then saw that the right arm, which was so rich to golden, that his five fingers were slightly open, and he was facing the flying sword of the spirit weapon with the piercing sound of breaking the wind, and then the powerful golden spirit weapon did not move at all, and was tightly held by Zhao Jiuge's right hand.

This made everyone's eyes stunned, a ** in the middle of the foundation building realm could resist the edge of the spirit weapon flying sword with his bare hands, but everyone found that it seemed that this was not the end, Zhao Jiuge, who stopped the spirit weapon from splitting down, raised his right hand again, and the whole hand grasped the fist, and slapped the golden flying sword with a fierce punch.

Ling Longbiao, who didn't have time to react, even leaned back with his sword, time seemed to freeze, and the aura brought by that punch was still in the air. All this is simply too yellow and violent, shaking the spirit weapon with bare hands!