The strange laughter of the Fuji Dao people fell into the ears of Han Sanbao and the other ten people, like the terrible roar of a ghost, piercing and terrifying.

The third senior brother Shaoxingan was the first to hold back, and with a pinch of the sword trick, the Qingfeng sword in his hand turned into a streamer, and stabbed at the Fuji Dao people with a snort.

"Wicked, die. ”

Shaoxing An is in his twenties, born burly, and has the most irritable temper, usually taciturn, once it explodes, it is monstrous anger.

The Qingfeng sword in his hand is the unified sword of the inner disciples of Taihua Mountain, with different grades, but the appearance is almost the same.

His Qingfeng Sword, known as Shadow Fang, is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, sharpening iron like clay, and has used it to kill dozens of demon beasts, with a murderous awe-inspiring awe.

His cultivation is already in the early stage of Danpin Jindan, a sword under the rage, faintly condensing a body of cultivation, fast as lightning, like an angry dragon going to sea.

"How daring!"

The two people burst into a shout, but they didn't dare to resist this sword, and hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and the Qingfeng sword turned into a streamer, slashed through his side, and cut off a piece of his black robe.

"Kill them!"

Fujido was furious and waved his hand to order.

The six black-robed men were silent, and they all pinched their hands.

The pool of blood not far away became restless.

The nine people of Taihua Mountain have obviously been killed for a long time, and they have sharpened a tacit understanding without words.

The six men surrounded the three women and Han Sanbao in the middle, and their tricks changed and flew, and the Qingfeng Sword turned into six blue rays of light and slashed at the six black-robed people respectively.

The three women pinched the mantra, Sakura's lips squirmed, and whispered the mantra.

Mount Taihua is a famous sect, there are many exercises, and there are countless disciples, which are subdivided into outer doors, inner doors, true traditions, elders and masters, and the exercises practiced are different due to different identities.

These nine senior brothers and sisters, because of their talent and rapid breakthrough in cultivation, were promoted to inner disciples, and they were able to cultivate the advanced martial arts Qingyang Ming Heart Formula.

This trick focuses on the clear mind, and it is quite difficult to cultivate, but once you touch the door, the power is immediately revealed.

The nine of them are a little successful in Qingyang Ming's heart, and the improvement of cultivation is naturally self-evident, and the more important thing is the clarity in their hearts when facing the enemy, not disturbed by external objects, and not surprised by the enemy's strength.

In a few breaths, the three women suddenly opened their eyes, and with a single click, several explosions were clicked, and several thunderbolts with the thickness of the bowl pierced the sky and smashed down.

Meandering and twisting, like a dragon and a snake.

The six black-robed people were entangled in the flying swords of Wan Hao and the other six men, and they were a little overwhelmed for a while.

The thunder and lightning came suddenly, and he was in a hurry, and hurriedly avoided the sword dangerously, but he was inevitably cut off by the flying sword and fell from the corner of the black robe on his body, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

Several thunderbolts rumbled and smashed on the tumbling pool of blood, blood splashed in all directions, and an arc of electricity spread on the pool of blood with the naked eye, roaring hideously, terrifying.

It's amazing!

Han Sanbao was secretly frightened, if he was smashed squarely, wouldn't he be immediately electrocuted into coke?

After a thunderbolt, the three women immediately closed their eyes again, and Sakura's lips squirmed, and they recited the mantra again.

On the periphery, the six men kept driving the flying swords to attack the black-robed people, preventing them from approaching, let alone giving them a chance to cast spells.

The cooperation of the nine people was extremely tacit, and the seven black-robed people were beaten for a while, and they had no power to fight back.

In fact, there are nine of them, the lowest is also the early stage of Jindan's cultivation, with tacit cooperation, the overall strength is doubled, even if a few masters who cultivate a grade higher than them, they can also fight, and in the end, who will die, will know after the war.

And the cultivation of the seven black-robed people is probably on par with them, and the height is not much higher, and because of the disadvantage in numbers, they were attacked by a round of tacit understanding, so naturally they had no power to fight back.

The defeat is here.

"Let's go!"

Fuji Daoren roared unwillingly, and took the lead in escaping.

The other six black-robed people were already drenched in cold sweat, and they had already lost their minds, how dare they stay when they heard the words, and they fled with all their strength to control the flying swords.

"Demon, leave off!"

The short-tempered Shaoxing An scolded angrily, his body jumped suddenly, and he stepped on a blue light and chased after Fuji Dao.

"Senior brother!"

Wan Hao couldn't stop it, and he also jumped on a blue light to chase it.

"Three junior sisters, you stay. ”

Gong Chengzhang saw that the senior brother and the third junior brother chased after each other, turned around and explained to the three women, beckoned to the other three, and hurriedly chased after him.

They knew in their hearts that if everyone gathered together and relied on tacit cooperation, even if they had the power of a Yuan Pin cultivation, they would have the power to fight, but if they fought separately after separation, it would be difficult to say.

Han Sanbao's eyes lit up when he saw it.

He, a little idiot who cultivates truth, seems to faintly see a golden avenue, and can't help but praise: "Taihua Mountain, it really deserves its name." You guys are amazing. ”

The remaining three women are Su Qianrou, who is ranked fourth, Ling Huyun, who is ranked fifth, and Hu Ning, the little junior sister.

Su Qianrou is a little older, and she has the charm of a mature woman who is particularly charming; Ling Huyun is indifferent, not good at words, and basically does not speak.

Su Qianrou smiled faintly and said: "Except for those two people, the rest of the people's cultivation is not much different from ours, and we are outnumbered by the crowd, so we naturally have to take advantage of it." ”

Han Sanbao said: "Senior Sister Su is humble, with your cultivation and tacit cooperation, even if the number of the other party is more than half, you can handle it easily." ”

Acquaintance with others, and anyone can talk together.

Senior Sister Su heard Su Qianrou's eyebrows and smile, and she teased: "Yo, the little overlord has also learned to shoot people's ass?" Say, what are you trying to do with me?"

The little abacus was exposed, and the little overlord didn't blush, and said with a smile: "Can you teach me that discharge spell?"

Su Qianrou said: "That's not good, this is the Qingyang Ming heart recipe that only my inner disciples of Taihua Mountain can cultivate, if you want to learn, you need to worship us first, and then go through many tests to be promoted to an inner disciple." ”

"So troublesome?"

Little Overlord frowned.

"No, I have suffered a lot in order to learn the secret of Qingyang Ming. Little junior sister Hu Ning interjected.

Su Qianrou leaned into the ear of the little overlord, exhaled like a blue and said: "Tell you quietly, my little junior sister has a spring heart, if you can win her heart, maybe she will ignore the rules and quietly teach you." ”

"Senior sister!"

Hu Ningjiao screamed, her face stained red by blood became even redder, and she hurriedly lowered her head and pinched the corners of her skirt nervously.

Xiaobawang was stunned.

Could it be that she really fell in love with me?

No, no, my little overlord only thinks she is a sister, but there is no trace of childlike affection.

But how do I explain it to her?

Han Sanbao thought about it, and his face became sad again, and he forgot about learning Qingyang Ming's heart trick for a while.

Su Qianrou took in the expressions of the two, sighed secretly in her heart, and stopped talking.

Little junior sister, I'm afraid you will have to suffer in the future.

Ling Huyun was expressionless from beginning to end, and he stood by the blood pool, staring into the distance.

She always felt that the people from the Blood Shadow Gate were strange.

The momentum came violently, and he fled in a moment of contact.

The people of the Blood Shadow Gate are notorious, and they are so useless?

Almost as soon as this thought came to her, five sword lights swept over like meteors, and five black-robed people surrounded the four of them.

Hit the trick!

The hearts of the four jumped violently.

Ling Huyun didn't say anything, and directly raised his sword and rushed towards a black-robed man.

Junin was about to rise with his sword.

"Little junior sister. ”

Su Qianrou hurriedly grabbed her, "You take care of Sanbao." ”

“......”

Han Sanbao really wanted to shout, 'I don't need to take care of it!' It can be seen that they all flew in the air with their swords, and he was the only one who was a 'land creature,' and swallowed it back alive when the words came to his mouth.

Junin nodded.

Su Qianrou immediately rose up with her sword and joined the battle.

There are nine people in Taihua Mountain, except for Wan Hao, the rest of the people are not equal, and whether they are going down the mountain to experience or complete the task of the division, they are all nine people together, and they have never fought separately.

At this time, the six men were led away, leaving only the three delicate women to fight together, and their hearts were somewhat unsteady.

But after all, the cultivation is there, and he is not afraid.

Ling Huyun had already exchanged hands with a black-robed man.

Edgeworth flies in the air, and the flying sword becomes a means of transportation, which can only be attacked with magic weapons or spells.

Ling Huyun was born in a famous sect, and the wide range of spells he knew and the number of magic weapons were by no means comparable to the disciples of the Blood Shadow Sect who were wiped out a hundred years ago.

I don't know what magic weapon she has on her, a layer of faint blue light wrapped her whole person like a transparent egg, and she forcibly withstood all the attacks of the black-robed man.

And she is desperate, constantly throwing some spells that don't need to be chanted.