Mu Shi, Chu Nanchao, and Li Fangming all looked up at Yuwenli when they heard this, and were encouraged by her expression, and at the same time realized that Gao Ge, who had not been masked for a long time, must have also come to this world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The rest of the Taoist priests did not know the strength of Gao Ge, but they were also infected by Yuwenli's fearless spirit, and the unique perseverance and sense of seeing death as if they were at home were instantly transmitted in the hearts of each Taoist priest.

Taoist priests pursue the Great Dao, take immortality as the ultimate goal, and cherish life extraordinarily, but when they have to sacrifice their lives, they will never be greedy for life and afraid of death.

"Fight with them, the Taoist priest should be fearless, let alone afraid of death!" a Taoist priest shouted.

Immediately after, more Taoist priests shouted: "You must not sit still and wait for them to be burned." ”

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For a while, the crowd was brave, but the golden cicada in the sky was roaring and sprinting back and forth, immediately covering the shouts of the Taoist priest. The piercing sound of flapping wings was like a mockery, because only one or two of these Taoist priests were still fighting power, and the rest were useless except for shouting hard.

The Divine Weapon Gate's Charging Pill Furnace is of great importance at this moment, even if there is only one Charging Pill Furnace, the Taoist priests can use the spirit stone to greatly speed up the recovery of the true yuan in an environment where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is isolated, and even if there is no Inner Dan, the Qi Cultivation Daoist can barely use it. Yuwen Li made up her mind that if she could escape from Ascension this time, she must ask Chu Xiangnan for a recharge furnace.

Click!

The next moment, the peachwood sword wielded by Yuwenli was bitten by two vicious golden cicadas fearlessly and fearlessly, and the two insects worked hard to break a Taoist peachwood sword into two.

Yuwen Li was startled, took two steps back, and wanted to rush to the air to cast a spell, but was knocked to the ground by several golden cicadas. At the same time, Li Fangming snorted softly, and was pulled by a golden cicada on his right heel, and several Taoist priests rushed up to help him drive him away, and the blood instantly stained the hem of his Taoist robe.

Li Fangming fell to the ground, and the last enchantment also collapsed, and several Taoist priests were also bitten by the golden cicada.

At the critical moment, a tall figure broke in, with blood at the corner of his mouth, and a petite female Taoist priest on his back, brandishing a peachwood sword with one hand, shouting in his mouth. "I'm fighting with you, I'm fighting with you! Taoist priests are not easy to bully. ”

Chu Nanchao looked at it and couldn't help shouting, "Yang Tianfeng, why are you back again?"

Yang Tianbang had already run out of the range of the golden cicada, but he thought about it left and right, his heart was uncertain, and he was unwilling to abandon Yuwen Li to escape alone, so he discussed with Yaoxia, and then turned his head and rushed back, those golden cicadas focused on Yuwen Li, a large group of Taoist priests, and actually allowed the two of them to run all the way back.

"Fool, what are you doing when you run back to die?" Chu Nanchao hammered the ground, splashing a pile of smoke and dust.

"Hehe, Taoist priests can't always think about themselves, just be stupid!" As soon as Yang Tianbang finished speaking, he was knocked down by several golden cicadas, and then surrounded by a group, Yaoxia's screams came immediately.

Chu Nanchao showed a rare expression of sadness and sorrow, and muttered in his mouth. "It's over, it's really over this time. ”

Xiao Jianrong was injured, and when he heard this, he looked at each other angrily and shouted: "Chu Nanchao, you coward." ”

"Am I a coward......?"

Xiao Jianrong let out a long sigh, not knowing how to refute Chu Nanchao.

The little courage that was just inspired by Yuwen Li has disappeared without a trace.

All Taoist priests have the consciousness of martyrdom.

At this moment, Yuwenli noticed something unusual. After Yuwen Li's peach wood sword was broken, she had no choice but to use the [Useless Sword] that she had obtained from the [Predecessor Temple], the useless sword was dark in color, heavy in her hand, and it was not very easy to handle, so most of the time Yuwen Li carried this useless sword behind her back and was not very commonly used.

But at this moment, this peachwood sword, which looks plain and has a useless name, is faintly shining, as if hinting at its master that he wants to go into battle to kill the enemy.

This useless sword once played a role, and when it was in the Golden Crown Gorge, it had released an incomparably powerful sword qi and slashed monsters, but since then, the useless sword has returned to its original state, and it has never performed again, and Yuwen Li has almost forgotten its existence.

Yuwen Li swung the useless sword hard, not knowing how to play the role of this black peach wood sword, the blade of the useless sword was round and bladeless, and it was difficult to be infused with mana, and there was no sword intent that sword cultivators often said. But after touching a few golden cicadas, it finally had an effect.

Yuwen Li held his breath, carefully distinguished, and suddenly found that this useless sword would generate subtle sound wave differences with the speed, angle, and strength of the swing, but it was a pity that he had not yet understood the five senses, otherwise he would have been able to better identify it.

But that's enough, a person as smart as Yuwen Pear, memorizes all the movements he uses to wield a useless sword, and then corresponds to the reaction of the golden cicada one by one, makes deductions in the sea of knowledge, and vaguely grasps the law of the useless sword.

"I see!" Yuwen Li smiled confidently, shook the useless sword, and then practiced a set of sword tricks like a cloud, eleven different postures, and continuously punched in all directions.

In an instant, the thousands of golden cicadas in the sky seemed to hear the call of their masters, and they actually stopped killing each other, and even gave up continuing to attack the Taoist priests, and rushed up to the sky in unison, constantly shaking their wings, hovering, and looking at the ground with some doubts.

Yuwen Li then changed to another set of sword techniques, and as the sword tricks were cast, the useless swords emitted a sound that the Taoist priests could not hear, and the golden cicadas immediately lined up in the sky.

The sound wave generated by Yuwen Li wielding the useless sword was also affected by her own cultivation and could not spread far away, so the golden cicadas in the distance did not obey the order, but continued to attack the scattered Taoist priests, and some of the golden cicadas had already gone far and could not hear the 'roar' of the useless sword at all.

Yuwen Li finally managed to rush into the air and continued to use the useless sword, trying to rescue the Taoist priests scattered everywhere.

All the Taoist priests were stunned, they had fallen into despair, thinking that they would definitely die, but they didn't expect that in the end, it turned out to be another village, and a large group of golden cicadas were summoned by Yuwen Li and flew away.

"My God, who the hell is she?" A Taoist priest from Qingtao Peak fell to his knees, his shoulder was still bleeding, but he couldn't help but exclaim, his admiration for Yuwen Li was beyond measure, but the dizziness quickly knocked him down, he only lasted two breaths, and then collapsed.

There are not a few Taoist priests like him, a team of more than 30 people, and more than 20 Taoist priests have fainted one after another.

Li Fangming recovered his vitality for a moment, regardless of the injury on his foot, he supported himself, pinched it, held his peach wood sword at his feet, and then rose to the sky. "Poor Dao followed and looked. ”

Taoist priests but as long as they can expel the clouds and resist the qi, usually will not be the sword, first, the sword is not easy to hide the whereabouts, and the second is the sword is a common flying method for sword cultivation and the left side of the door, and the Taoist sword has lost his identity. But I have to admit that the imperial envoy's flying sword or other foreign objects are the most mana-saving, so Li Fangming can't care about maintaining his identity at the moment.

Chu Nanchao didn't have time to keep up, but Xiao Jianrong took the lead this time, his centrality in this battle has been greatly improved, and he has become much more resolute than before, and he also ignored the injury on his foot, endured the feeling of dizziness, and rose up with his sword.

"These two guys are really good at sycophancy!" Chu Nanchao frowned, twisted his stiff neck, and did not have an imperial sword, but rode up from the clouds, faster than the two people in front of him. At the same time, memories of the past came flooding out bit by bit, allowing him to confirm his feelings for Yuwen Ri.

Unconsciously, he squeezed out the last bit of the effect of the alien fruit he had eaten in the Five Gates Brawl, broke through the realm, stepped into the fourth layer of Qi training, and the mana in his body recovered a lot.