The battle for the summit of Wuhua Peak continues.

It wasn't until Ling Longbiao was seriously injured and taken away by the disciples of the church that Chen Jie and Zhang Ping persuaded the group to come back to their senses. Looking at Zhao Jiuge's gaze, there was some fire, and the killing intent flowed in his eyes. Leng Rufeng was hit hard, Zhao Jiuge went crazy, Ling Longbiao was beaten, how could they not have the same atmosphere, the friendship of the same senior brother is incomprehensible to outsiders.

On the other hand, Zhao Jiuge, who had defeated three people in a row, seemed to be a little prostration, and the golden light on his body seemed a little dim, but the mysterious and solemn smiling Buddha phantom was frowning at the moment, his forehead was slightly lowered, and his expression was so peaceful.

Zhao Jiuge's entire right arm sleeve robe was already shattered, his eyes were like torches, staring at Chen Jie and the other five people was a little gloomy, but he didn't choose to continue to do it, it seemed to have something to do with the fact that his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

"Chen Jie, solve him first, I'll drag this one. Zhang Ping's voice was cold, twelve people, dealing with three people, actually hurt four people, how to tell her not to be angry.

On the battlefield, the situation changed instantly, just when Zhang Pingquan roared at Chen Jie, Bai Qingqing took advantage of the other two Xuanqi Peak disciples to be stunned, and the two sword flowers in their hands trembled, and in an instant, two silver sword qi were like rainbows, hitting the two young men of the foundation building realm.

Although the two of them reacted in time and released the protective aura to resist, the wind flower in Bai Qingqing's hand can be called the best in the spiritual weapon, how can it be that they can resist, not everyone has a perverted law like Zhao Jiuge.

The two silver sword qi broke through the surface with a point, and instantly passed through the light curtain of the spiritual power protection body, and when it hit the body, a blood flower floated up from the body, and then fell and splashed, and the right shoulder of a person, the area around the hit exploded directly, and the flesh and blood were blurred. The other directly hit the right hand, and the entire right hand was directly damaged by the meridians, falling down softly, dragging the arm, and even the flying sword that was originally held in the hand fell to the ground.

Bai Qingqing's control of the use of sword duels and spiritual power has been accurate to this extent, the strength and position are extremely measured, killing the enemy without being fatal, if the position of the two sword lights falls on the abdomen, the two of them have already died at this moment.

Zhang Pingquan only felt that his chest was stuffy, and his eyes were dark with anger, but soon the fighting spirit returned to her, and I may not be much weaker than you when I fight alone!

Zhang Ping persuaded the silver teeth to bite, and rushed up against Bai Qingqing alone, but the three of them had suppressed Bai Qingqing before, and now how could she beat Bai Qingqing by herself, but with the treasure flying sword in her hand and her cultivation, she could barely drag Bai Qingqing, but she had been at a disadvantage, and the situation was very bad.

Bai Qingqing's heart was stunned, she didn't seem to expect that Zhang Ping's persuasion at this moment would become more and more courageous, and it would cause her a lot of trouble, especially the comprehension of the sword qi through the mysteries is no longer under herself, every sword qi is extremely domineering, bringing herself a lot of shock, if she can also have a spiritual weapon in her hand, I am afraid that even if she loses to herself, she will have to pay a lot of price.

It's just that how did she know that Zhang Pingquan is undoubtedly the most demonic disciple of this Xuanqi Peak, not only has his strength broken through rapidly, he has reached the late stage of the foundation building realm, and even his control of the sword duel is incomparable to others, this is still Zhang Pingquan was also born ordinary, unlike those disciples of the family who were born to enjoy that rich resources. Not only a few coaches praised her, but even Du Jun, the head of Xuan Qifeng, secretly paid attention to her and pinned great hopes on her.

Between the two, although Zhang Pingquan kept falling behind, Bai Qingqing couldn't clean her up all of a sudden, and the two were in a state of stalemate for a while.

Taking advantage of the entanglement between the two of them, Zhao Jiu Ge took out a jade bottle that was only half the size of a palm, the jade bottle was blue and white, just looking at it brought some coolness, and then Zhao Jiu Ge took out a dark red pill, the size of the thumb of the pill, which was the little pill that Bai Qingqing gave him last time.

A faint medicinal fragrance came, Zhao Jiuge held this small pill between his fingers without too much hesitation, his mouth was sent into his mouth, and now the spiritual power in his body was close to exhaustion, and he had to rely on the pill to replenish and recover.

Xiao Huan Dan melted in his mouth, turning into a stream of liquid into the body, and then the violent spiritual power rushed down, running through the meridians in the body, and the spiritual power could obviously feel the growth, until then Zhao Jiu Ge felt that this Xiao Huan Dan was precious, and the effect of ordinary pills would not be so fast. As for how precious it is, Zhao Jiuge doesn't understand, he has no experience in alchemy, and he doesn't understand.

Although the spiritual power is constantly recovering, there is also a process that takes time to accumulate the recovered spiritual power.

Rumble!

Chen Jie and the other five people who reacted would not give Zhao Jiuge time to recover, seeing Zhao Jiuge acting like this, he didn't know that he was close to running out of oil, and Chen Jie was worried about Zhao Jiuge injuring Ling Longbiao under his eyelids, how could he let go of such a good opportunity now.

The violent spiritual power gushed out, and in order to grab time, Chen Jie didn't use the sword duel that was not too skilled, but directly threw the spiritual power towards Zhao Jiuge.

The four Xuanqi Peak disciples behind him also reacted at the same time, and then Chen Jie also shot at the same time, and the two sword qi and two spiritual powers followed closely behind and swept away towards Zhao Jiuge.

In an instant, the attack of the Five Dao Foundation Realm bombarded Zhao Jiuge. Chen Jie snorted coldly in his heart, let your defense power be amazing, ** strong, now you don't have much spiritual power, and it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice in powerful means.

In the face of that fierce offensive, everyone's eyes were watching nervously, even Zhao Jiuge was panicked in his heart, but the matter has come to this point, there is no possibility of turning back, it is a big deal to recover after being beaten for a few months, not to mention that he still has hole cards that are useless!

At this moment, the layer of golden spiritual light on the surface of Zhao Jiuge's body suddenly dimmed, as if it was due to insufficient spiritual power, but it quickly turned into a bright light, and it suddenly flickered and dimmed. When the five attacks that did not spare the slightest hand were close at hand, Zhao Jiuge tried his best to urge the Sanskrit Holy Body to the extreme, wanting to resist.

"Boom..."

With a bang, Zhao Jiuge's body shook a few times, and the golden light on the surface dimmed a little, and even the spiritual power that had just recovered was lost.

"Bang... Bang. ”

As soon as Zhao Jiu Ge stood firm, two more spiritual powers swept in one after another, and the golden spiritual light completely dimmed, as if it would be broken at any time, and even the mysterious laughing Buddha that enveloped Zhao Jiu Ge disappeared because there was no spiritual power to support it.

The successive vibrations made Zhao Jiuge's mind a little dizzy, but there were still two sword lights that took some time to cast, so they fell at the end, and this time came in a blink of an eye.

"Boom... Boom..."

Two sharp silver sword qi directly tore through the golden light curtain that was about to shatter, hitting Zhao Jiuge's **, and the manic sword qi directly cut through the blue sword robe, although it was not further harmed because of the strength of the **, but seven or eight wounds had already spread blood through the sword robe, and only a faint blood stain overflowed at first, and in a blink of an eye, the blood was visible to the naked eye to completely dye the blue sword robe red.

Zhao Jiuge's delicate face was distorted a lot because of the pain, but he was still standing, and his sword eyebrows were upside down and he didn't let himself let out a moaning scream, Bai Qingqing, who had been entangled with Zhang Pingquan, swept to this scene, and suddenly became a little crazy, some desperately shaking the wind flowers in his hands, and the spiritual power surging wildly, instantly made Zhang Pingquan, who was already a little difficult to resist, even more embarrassed, and he couldn't resist it for a while.

Those Xuantian Peak Square looked at the standing Zhao Jiuge through the Xuanguang Mirror, because of the pain, the delicate face was distorted but endured, and their expressions were a little complicated, just when they thought that Zhao Jiuge was about to be murdered, they saw that Zhao Jiuge actually took out a drum the size of a red palm in his hand!

Taking advantage of the gap between the five opponents and the spiritual power that was urged again, Zhao Jiuge hurriedly took out the twilight drum obtained from the vulture's hands, there is no need to be a fool to have a magic weapon, not to mention that the spiritual power in the body is constantly accumulating.

"Knock knock..."

The strange and mixed with the desolate drum sound wrapped in the fluctuation of spiritual power slowly spread around, which made Chen Jie and a few others look at Zhao Jiuge's movements a little unclear, although they know that this red drum is a magic weapon, but it doesn't seem to have any lethality.

Chen Jie and the others looked puzzled and vigilant, but it didn't mean that Bai Qingqing didn't know the role of this twilight drum, after all, he and Zhao Jiuge had suffered a loss at the beginning.

Bai Qingqing's eyes flashed instantly, his hands kept moving, his whole body was tense, waiting for the opportunity right away!

Chen Jie and the others realized it later, and when they found out the effect of this seemingly small and harmless drum, their faces were as shocked as Zhao Jiuge was the first time, and several of them lost their minds at the same time, and the spiritual power operating in their bodies had stagnated.

Although this time is very short, it is enough for the duel, and the difference of one thought can bring a earth-shaking situation.

Taking advantage of the time when Zhang Ping's persuasion of the flower was discolored, Bai Qingqing's body, which was already ready to go, jumped violently, a pair of beautiful eyes and eyes were cold, and the wind flower crossed the sky, and a half-moon arc sword qi challenged Zhang Ping's persuasion.

Zhang Pingquan, who was still flying upside down in the air, spit out a mouthful of blood, a two-foot-long wound on his body looked a little hideous, Bai Qingqing was unforgiving, and his body continued to follow Zhang Pingquan, who was flying upside down, and the blue sword robe on his body whirred.

"Bang..."

Zhang Pingquan's body fell heavily to the ground, although the wounds on his body were still overflowing with blood, but his face remained unchanged at all, but his eyes looked at Bai Qingqing gloomily.

"Smack. ”

There was a crisp sound, and I saw Bai Qingqing holding the sword in his right hand, and his left hand stretched out Bai Nen's palm and slapped towards Zhang Pingquan's face. A clear red palm print immediately emerged.

"This slap was for Zhao Jiuge. Bai Qingqing said coldly, and then slapped it again.

"This palm is for you as cold as the wind. ”

Then another slap was made, three slaps in a row.

"I gave you this slap to make your mouth stinky and like to scream. ”

Just when everyone thought that the three slaps were over, they saw Bai Qingqing's arm raised again, and then slapped Zhang Pingquan's face without hesitation.

Bai Qingqing restrained the indifference on his face, hooked the corners of his mouth, and paused before slowly saying, "This last slap is for those Xuantian Peak disciples who have been poisoned by your Xuanqi Peak, see if you dare to be so arrogant in front of our Xuantian Peak disciples in the future." ”

Hitting people doesn't hit their faces, but Bai Qingqing hits their faces.

Although Zhang Pingquan's injury was not very serious, he couldn't recover for a while, feeling the humiliated appearance, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, and the pain in his heart was more penetrating than the pain in his body.