"Little old man, when you meet my uncle today, you can die with peace of mind!"

Qian Bojiang drove a giant sword with yellow light and slashed wildly at Elder Du, laughing proudly. Although he was a sixth-layer foundation building cultivator, he relied on an unexpected surprise attack to "use his proud giant sword mid-level magic weapon to suppress a seventh-layer foundation building monk."

He could even imagine that with the help of his fellow disciples and brothers, he could cut this high-ranking monk to pulp. As long as he kills a seventh-layer cultivator, then the combat mission of his sneak attack on this trip is basically completed, and he will definitely be able to get Elder Yan's appreciation when he returns to Lingwu City.

Nearby, the remaining more than a dozen monks fought in a chaotic group, and all of them were two Qingdanmen monks besieging a Lingquanmen monk.

The five foundation-building monks on the side of Lingquan Gate are also the highest cultivation of the capital elders, reaching the seventh layer of foundation building. The remaining four monks are mostly fourth- and fifth-level cultivators who are middle-level monks who build foundations, and their strength is not much higher than that of Qingdanmen monks. Moreover, there are as many as nine people in the Qingdanmen.

Elder Du was quite embarrassed, but fortunately, he had rich combat experience, and while he was not in a hurry to control the magic branch with his divine sense, resisting Qian Bojiang's crazy onslaught, he took out a flying rocket from his storage bag and hit it.

"Xiong!"

Colorful fireworks exploded in the swampy sky, clearly visible in a radius of tens of miles.

"Elder Du, you can't stop it, let's escape first!" Those few Lingquanmen monks were barely able to support under the onslaught of the Qingdanmen monks, they were almost unable to hold on, and they shouted loudly, wanting to retreat.

"No one can retreat, hold on any longer, and our people will arrive soon. As long as we have a team to arrive, we will be able to wipe out all this group of Spirit Mist Monks here. ”

Elder Du shouted loudly. There were four Lingquan Sect monk teams in this swamp, and the five of them were just one of them, and their overall strength definitely surpassed Ye Qin and other Qingdan disciples. Elder Du knew very well that if they retreated now, then this group of Qingdan cultivators would definitely disappear into the misty swamp again, and it would be difficult to be discovered. He would rather hold on hard than delay these Qingdan monks here.

At this time, Ye Qin was besieging a short-cut monk of the Lingquan Sect who had built a fifth-layer foundation with a fellow monk of the third layer of Qingdan.

The short monk's face had already turned pale, just Ye Qin's two bundles of immortal ropes, it was difficult for him to support the left and right that had already been beaten, not to mention that there was a Qingdan monk by his side to assist. But he didn't dare to flee without permission, and he didn't listen to the command to flee without permission, and the rules of Lingquan Gate punished him very harshly.

While Ye Qin attacked the short monk, he still had enough leisure to look around the entire battlefield and check the situation. In the current situation, the Qingdan monks have the upper hand, if nothing else, it only takes a moment to completely defeat the five Wanyue Lake monks in front of them.

However, Elder Du released a flying rocket, obviously asking for help, which really surprised Ye Qin.

"The enemy definitely has reinforcements, but I don't know how many there are. Once the enemy reinforcements arrived, even if there were only three or five foundation building monks, I was afraid that the whole situation would be reversed immediately. I'm afraid that it was not to kill these monks of Wanyue Lake myself, but to be killed by them. ”

Ye Qin meditated on this in his heart, and his back suddenly became cold, and his cold hair stood upside down. Now is the time to fight, there can be no delay, and if you can kill a few, count a few.

And in his eyes, there was a cold light.

"Dementor Clock!"

Ye Qin withdrew the two bundles of immortal ropes, shouted in a low voice, and threw out a palm-sized bronze bell, which rose when he saw the wind, turned into a large bell of several zhang, and was suspended in mid-air. Then he flicked his fingers, and a pillar of mana light shot out from his fingertips, and with a muffled "bang", he blasted a soul wave towards the short monk.

When the short monk saw Ye Qin throw out the bronze bell, he hurriedly withdrew his magic sword and put it in front of him, he was shocked, he didn't know what this bronze bell was used for. Bells, usually defensive weapons, are rarely used to attack. Then, with a muffled grunt from the dementor blast, he was stunned. He finally understood what was going on, but it was too late.

"Whoosh!"

A golden flying sword light shot out, and almost at the same time as the short monk was stunned, the sword swept through his neck and easily pierced the protective shield. The short monk staggered back several steps, desperately hugging his neck, trying to plug the crack, which grew bigger and bigger. The short monk fell, his head rolling on the ground with wide eyes, obviously extremely unwilling, and his death was too unjust.

One hit kills, clean and clean.

The Qingdan fellow monk was about to launch an attack on the short monk, but when he saw that he had been killed with a sword, he couldn't help but look at Ye Qin in a daze, dumbfounded and speechless. This Senior Brother Ye is too fierce. If you don't have the means to resist being stunned, you can't afford it.

After Ye Qin killed a Wanyue Lake Boat Cultivator, he didn't say a word, his gaze swept to the other small and battlefields around him, found the nearest next nearest target, and immediately rushed over. For him, killing anyone is killing, and it doesn't matter if he picks one first and then kills that.

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

Between breaths, Ye Qin flashed quickly on the battlefield, and left as soon as he touched it. Those monks of the Lingquan Sect were originally struggling to support under the attack of the Qingdan monks, where could they withstand Ye Qin's dizzy raid. Once you are stunned, under the siege of several magic weapons, you are almost certain to die. In the blink of an eye, another unlucky ghost who had built the fourth layer of the foundation died in Lingquanmen, and before he could figure out what was going on, he was stunned and killed.

There are still three foundation-building monks left in the Lingquan Gate.

Elder Du heard two screams in succession, hurriedly looked back, and caught a glimpse of the death of the two fellow disciples, and this time, he was suddenly stimulated to jump up, completely collapsed, and couldn't hold on. He originally planned to delay this group of Qingdan monks, wait for his own reinforcements to arrive, and then surround and annihilate this group of Qingdan monks in one fell swoop.

The abacus was well played, but his team collapsed so quickly that two were killed in the blink of an eye.

Nine Qingdan monks, besieging the remaining three Lingquanmen monks, that is not called a battle, it is purely a one-sided crazy slaughter and killing. Looking at this situation, they simply can't support the arrival of reinforcements, and they will be wiped out. Of course, it is a good thing to be able to make meritorious contributions, but if you want to lose your own life, the elder is absolutely unwilling to do it.

"Brothers, let's go!"

A mouthful of essence blood erupted from Elder Du's mouth and shot at his Spirit Snake Staff. The staff's cyan light surged for a while, swinging away Qian Bojiang's giant sword, and Elder Du took the opportunity to rush out, jumping into the depths of the swamp and escaping. The other two Lingquan Sect disciples, where did they dare to delay, made a false move, and hurriedly followed the elder to escape.

The monks of the Qingdanmen failed to react immediately and surrounded them. Even Qian Bojiang, who was fighting fiercely with Elder Du, was shocked by Ye Qin's terrifying speed of killing the two enemies in an instant, and he was stunned for a moment, and his subordinates took a step slow, unable to stop Elder Du from escaping.

When they came back to their senses, Elder Du and the other three Lingquanmen monks had already escaped fifty or sixty zhang, and they were about to be poisoned by the mist.

"Chase!"

Qian Bojiang was in a hurry, seeing that the fat in his mouth had escaped, how could he be willing. Not only him, but none of the Qingdan monks were willing to give up, there were as many as nine of them, and if the three enemies in front of them escaped, it would be a shame to say it.

The monks rushed under their feet, a few ups and downs, and they had chased hundreds of zhang away.

At this moment, there was a loud roar in the distance, coming in their direction, and just as the whistle sounded, they saw a pale blue-clothed monk break through the fog, step through the swamp, and float in front of the elders.

Then, the two middle-aged Dharma protectors also rushed to the side of the blue-clothed monk out of breath. The Bluefriars drifted too fast in the swamp for them to catch up.

"The subordinates met the young master, and the enemy was behind, and there were as many as nine people. ”

When Elder Du saw the young master appear, he was immediately overjoyed and bowed excitedly. With the young master and the two Dharma protectors here, their strength has increased greatly, at least they have no problem saving their lives. The other two Lingquanmen monks who followed him fled in embarrassment, and when they saw the young sect master, they hurriedly saluted.

"Elder Du, what about two of your men, are they separated?" said the blue-clothed monk strangely when he saw that they were small and that there were only three people left in the team.

"The two juniors were killed. The subordinates are unfavorable in battle, please surrender the young master!"

Elder Du bowed to the ground, extremely ashamed. If he hadn't insisted on waiting for help, those two junior disciples would not have died in vain. However, if you really want to say it, you can't blame him entirely, his plan is right. I can only blame the enemy monk for being too strong, and the bronze bell is too weird. In the Wanyue Lake Immortal Cultivation Realm, he had never seen such a magic weapon that could stun his opponent, and by the time he reacted, two junior disciples had already died.

At this time, Ye Qin, Qian Bojiang and the other nine Qingdan monks all stopped. The blue-clothed monk and two middle-aged monks who suddenly appeared in front of him made the enemy's strength skyrocket, and they had to deal with it carefully.

"There are only nine foundation building monks, how many Spirit Mist monks do you think have come to attack my camp! Elder Wu, it's too cowardly to chase you all over the swamp with this kind of person, right?"

The blue-clothed monk snorted dissatisfiedly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Ye Qin, Qian Bojiang and the other nine Qingdan monks who were chasing after Elder Du and the others.

His eyes were full of distractions, and there were so few enemies that he was not satisfied.

Elder Du wept and mourned, hunched his waist, and couldn't express the bitterness in his heart. With the strength of the young sect master, of course, he can not take the nine foundation building monks seriously. But he can't do it, he is just an elder with average strength, where can he compare to the noble boat master.

However, he didn't dare to say this, so he could only nod his head resignedly, "What the young master said is extremely true, and his subordinates are really a bit of a nest when they escape." If you are lucky enough to meet the master of the young door to save him, his subordinates must follow the master of the young door to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions. ”

"Okay, follow me. ”

The blue-clothed monk waved his hand to interrupt Elder Wu, "glanced at Ye Qin, Qian Bojiang and the others, smiled proudly, and said lightly: "Looking at your outfits, it should be a monk from the Qingdan Sect of the Spirit Mist Realm, right? Half of them have a mid-level foundation building cultivation, and the level is not bad." However, you are very unlucky, and you met the young master of this sect, uh, "The young master of this Lingquan Sect, lest you die and you don't know that you were killed by the young master of that sect in Wanyue Lake." As for who you are, I won't ask much, let's let the horses come over together, don't delay the time of this young master. If any of you are lucky enough to escape from the hands of this young master, remember to report to your boss when you go back, and send more men next time, so as not to die. ，”

Ye Qin stood in place, frowning secretly.

Qian Bojiang, Shen Bao and other Qingdan monks looked at each other, how could this young master of the Lingquan Sect be so arrogant.

Including the three elders of the capital, as well as the three young sect masters, there are only six foundation building monks, almost all of them are about the middle level of foundation building, and they do not have any advantage. This young master is so sure that he can take them all down in one fell swoop?!~!

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