Daoists have never been afraid of sword cultivation, because Daoists have Neidan, their true essence is often more refined, and their flexible spells are enough to resist all kinds of flying swords. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info if you still have a magic weapon in hand, then the odds are even greater.

Taoist priests also use flying swords, but they are more like using magic weapons, and they are not as fast as pure flying swords in terms of speed and strength, but there is more than one magic weapon for Taoist priests.

The speed, method, rhythm, and strength and combination of spells are all deeply learned. The Daomen Dao Priests were very stingy and would never waste a little more mana. The problem that can be solved by five spells, never use six.

However, the little Taoist priests do not have such high-level insight and free means. In the face of thousands of flying swords transformed by sword pills, hundreds of Taoist priests tried their best to pinch out all kinds of spells, and prepared a larger number of spells in case of emergency.

The mana in the air did not converge for more than three breaths, and Nan Mingli launched the first round of attacks from the fire sword, and thousands of sword lights rushed down like uniform cavalry, and they were greeted by various five-element spells.

The spells of the Taoist priests are like blocking horse locks, tripping horse traps, slashing horse sickles, and rushing up in a swarm. Often three or four spells entangle a sword light.

In an instant, there was a strange light in the air, and all kinds of wonderful colors were mixed together, as if there was a riot in the dyeing house.

The colors chase after me, colliding with each other, some merging, some annihilating.

The disciples of Nan Mingli Fire Sword Sect all had solemn faces, and they tried their best to control their sword pills, not daring to be careless. The Taoist priests want to win and are afraid of losing, so they go all out.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the fighting method of Lie's excessive strength made both sides exhausted, not only the disciples of the Nanming Li's Fire Sword Sect, but also the little Daoists on the ground felt weak in the follow-up, and Zhenyuan was unable to continue.

Nangong Fengtian laughed in the air: "Sure enough, they are still too young, these young monks always don't know how to save mana." "It's about people who are on both sides of each other.

Aoki Majin returned to the outside of the ground hall at the moment when the battle broke out, standing with Qian Huodan. There are also three or four Dao priests of Tianque Mountain by their side, who are the backbone of defending Lingding Mountain and Natural Mountain.

Nangong Fengtian's robe flicked, and suddenly pointed his finger towards Qian Huodan: "Daoyou is a senior of the Daomen, can you dare to come to fight?"

It stands to reason that Qian Huodan is the cultivation of the three realms of the Daomen, no matter what, the true yuan in the body is much more mellow than Nangong Fengtian, he has practiced for thousands of years, and there are thousands of types of spells he has learned, but the son of Qian Huodan is the son of the gentleman, he is very good at fighting with words, pretending, and he really wants to fight alone?

Qian Huodan's face changed slightly, he grinned and sneered, and his head shook like a rattle. "Poor Dao can't bully you as a junior, you want to fight?" Qian Huodan turned his head to look at the few people around him, his eyes swept back and forth twice, and finally stopped at the sturdy Tianque Mountain Daoist Yu Ding Que, with a smile on his face: "Ding Que Daoyou, otherwise, you come to ......."

Before he finished speaking, Nangong Fengtian was already impatient, and with a flick of his robe, more than sixty sword pills appeared out of thin air, and then blasted towards the ground like steel balls.

Those sword pills emitted different colors of brilliance for a while, dazzling, and extremely fast, and they all grew into giant flying swords halfway through.

The good thing about Kenmaru is that it is very versatile, and you can do whatever you want. It's simpler than a normal spell, and it's more like a fixed, pre-stored spell that can be stored for a long time.

Qian Huodan was furious, and his beard trembled: "You horseman, you haven't finished your words yet...... A few Dao priests around him didn't dare to slack off, and immediately released spells and magic weapons to resist.

Nangong Fengtian was extremely proud, because his dozens of sword pills were just for temptation.

Although the Nanming Fire Sword Sect is not as large as the Beiming Sword Sect in terms of scale, the concept of using swordsmanship is more profound, and it is closer to the spells of the Daomen.

Immediately following the sword pill was the treasure in the hands of Nangong Fengtian, the Zhenshan Divine Sword [Nanming Lihuo Sword] of the Nanming Lihuo Sword Sect.

A few Dao Priests around Qian Huodan had just blocked the attack of the Sword Pill, and suddenly felt a cloud of heavenly fire rushing towards them, and the heat wave hit people, making people's mouths dry and their mood depressed.

What the Nanming Lihuo Sword contains is not an ordinary heavenly fire, but a mixture of three flames: wisdom fire, love fire and material fire. The so-called wisdom fire is the consciousness that specializes in burning people, the love fire is the **** that specializes in people, and the material fire is the flame that can burn all the things in the world.

Qian Huodan sighed, and he was so anxious. He originally had three treasures, one of which was destroyed by Li Hong, and the golden gourd was used to build a transmission formation, and there was still one [sighing ruler] left, so he had no choice but to use it and drive it away.

Several Great Dao Priests all released their magic weapons to meet the enemy, but they couldn't resist the slightest bit. Only then did I remember that the Nanming Lihuo Sword was cast by the powerful people of the Daomen of the predecessors, which was comparable to the personal inheritance of the Dao ancestors, which was not trivial.

At the critical moment, there was a thunderclap in the distance, and he came close in an instant, colliding with Nan Ming's fire sword.

"Jade hairpin!" everyone exclaimed, knowing that it was Li Hong who had returned.

Nangong Fengtian's face changed slightly, and as soon as he beckoned, Nanming turned his head away from the fire sword and left, and the jade hairpin was unwilling to give up and chased after him.

Nangong Fengtian said with a smile: "Little baby, you are too naughty, the poor road will not fight with you, do you still want to be unforgiving?"

Immediately after that, there was a cloud of mist surging in the northeast direction, and the shout of Wu Xinglian of Yuqing Mountain came from the clouds: "Everyone, we are back!"

Before the words fell, Nangong Fengtian shouted in the sky: "Since you are here, let's fight to the death!"

Immediately there was a loud bang in mid-air, and the jasper hairpin seemed to have suffered a small loss, was beaten down, and rolled down hundreds of meters. When everyone looked at it, two huge fires suddenly appeared in the air. The small one was the Nan Ming Lihuo Sword, and the big one was even clearer in color, full of vitality, and was jumping endlessly.

To the north, Guo Qian and Guo Jinling had just flown two hundred miles away with a group of Taoist priests from Yuqing Mountain, and when they saw such a battle, they immediately stopped in the clouds.

Guo Jinling frowned and said coquettishly: "Father, why don't you leave?"

Guo Qian shook his head: "Liu Man asked us to come over to respond, but looking at the form in front of us is very bad, let's wait and see first, don't be cannon fodder!"

Guo Jinling's apricot eyes rolled, pursed her lips and said, "Hmph! I'll just say that kid can't believe it!"

Guo Qian shook his head: "It's not like, I can be the chief host of the north and south gates, and it's all thanks to his help, let's wait a minute, we still have to do it when it's time to make a move!"

Guo Jinling said dissatisfiedly: "What is the chief host, father, the power you have under your command now is not as good as half of what it was before......

Guo Qian laughed dryly twice, not distinguishing.

The red-haired Yao Bufu emerged from the huge flames, looked north, and then east, and did not find more encirclement, but saw that there were more than ten Dao priests faintly in the clouds in the northeast, and one of them was pinching the trick, it was Li Hong, who he wanted to kill.

Yao Bufu smiled and said, "You're finally back! Let's make a decision!" )