The besieging of Qi Yu and Musha, in addition to a group of middle-grade masters, there are also high-grade third-rate masters, who are also mixed in. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Tong's face was pale, and he was about to help, but he saw Xiao Qiu, the first-class master of the Yuan Gang, and Zhong Yunzheng, the quasi-first-class master, staring at his side, if Chen Tong dared to take half a step forward, then they would also make a move. At that time, the pattern of small feuds will rise bigger and bigger, and it will not be beneficial for either side.

In desperation, neither Chen Tong nor Ming Han nor others dared to take the lead rashly. Once a master of their level makes a move, not only will they not necessarily be able to save Qi Yu and the others, but they will be sent into a more dangerous situation.

Qi Yu and Mu Sha faced the enemy back to back, and each of them faced only three or five people at the same time. Those fifth- and sixth-rate masters had already withdrawn from the encirclement, and at this time, although the Qingxin Sword Technique and the Qingyun Serial Sword had laid an impenetrable sword net, it was only a matter of time before they wanted to stop these fourth-rate masters who were not inferior to them too much, and it was only a matter of time before they were breached.

The third-rate master suddenly struck, and the long knife with a jet-black body fell down from his head, carrying a wave of billowing purple-red qi. The long knife was head-on, Qi Yu had to block it, and the Qingyun Serial Sword instantly changed its moves, and the Qingtian Changhe Sword, which had not yet been fully cultivated, was from the bottom to the top, rotating to meet the enemy.

Attacking strong with weakness, and making a hasty move, even if Qi Yu is talented, his Qingtian Changhe Sword has also been temporarily taught by Chen Tong in recent days, and he has never cultivated proficiently, and it is still insufficient against third-rate masters. The jet-black long knife pressed Qi Yu and instantly overwhelmed him to a half-squatting position.

"Whoosh!", the third-rate master was engrossed in dealing with Qi Yu, and was about to exert his true qi again, completely splitting Qi Yu in half, the Qing Shui Sword had already hit his right arm, and a wisp of blood instantly shot out.

Under the pain of the third-rate master, his strength was greatly reduced, and there was not much true qi left on the jet-black long knife. Qi Yu saw the opportunity, drew his sword and stabbed, Qingyun Serial Sword shot again, connecting several big holes on the other party's body, the third-rate master's reputation was ruined by two imps who had just come out of the rivers and lakes, which was also sad and lamentable.

Mu Sha stretched out his hand to pull Qi Yu up from the ground, and the two looked at each other and smiled. The surrounding fourth-rate masters asked themselves that their strength was not as good as the previous sword-wielding master, and they were horrified, and for a while, they didn't dare to move forward.

"There are only two of them, there are so many of us, what are you afraid of, everyone will go up together, the men will be hacked to death, and the women will be dragged back!" I don't know who roared in the crowd, which instantly resonated in the hearts of the Yuan Gang masters present. One person is afraid of death, what about a group of people?

The people in the encirclement pounced again, and at this moment, even those fifth- and sixth-rate masters who lacked their own strength rushed up without fear of death. Anyway, when the sky falls, there is a high top, if you are lucky enough to kill or injure the other party, you can also get the appreciation of the hall master when you go back, why not?

Although the strength of the two is not bad, it is only not bad. Walking the rivers and lakes, self-preservation is more than enough, but if you want to get ahead, you are not good enough, which is the gap between heaven and earth. In the sea of people, the two were gradually submerged, and each of them had several wounds on their bodies.

Finally, most of the true qi in Mu Sha's body was consumed, and the Qingshui Sword and Qingxin Sword Technique could no longer support it, and the defense line she laid down was broken in an instant, and the three weapons attacked in an instant!

"Who dares to hurt my disciple!"

With a loud shout, the cyan true qi rolled in. Under the shock of true qi, more than a dozen middle-grade masters suddenly let out a miserable howl and flew out.

The top combat forces of the two sides were shocked, only to find that a young Dao girl in a cyan Dao robe was holding the same weapon as Mu Sha, horizontal on her chest, protecting Mu Sha, who was already exhausted.

"Qingling Zhenren!"

Chen Tong, Minghan and He Yong have all had several encounters with Qingling Zhenren, and they are happy at the moment. As an elder of the Qingxin Sect, Qingling Zhenren's strength cultivation is naturally a first-class middle and upper class, and as soon as she joins the battle circle, the situation on the field will be rewritten in an instant.

There were also uninformed people who tried to rush forward, Qingling Zhenren snorted coldly, and the Qing Shui Sword flipped and raised, and a cyan sword qi raised his hand and shot out, piercing the throat of the Yuan Gang master who was not dead or alive in an instant.

"Go back, there is a teacher here. Qingling Zhenren glanced at the two of them with deep meaning, and then the Qing Shui sword slashed, and the people behind the encirclement suddenly turned on their backs, and a group of Yuan Gang masters fell to the ground, and immediately cleared a road.

"That master, ...... you" Mu Sha was about to say something, but Qi Yu shook his head at her, grabbed Mu Sha's hand, and the two of them left the encirclement with light skills.

Qingling Zhenren saw all this in his eyes, and felt a slight feeling in his heart. She has also heard about the things between Musha and Luohe. However, she is really not good at saying anything as a master, after all, this is Mu Sha's own choice.

In her opinion, Luohe is indeed cold, looking lazy and unapproachable, but he is really good to his own people. As for Qi Yu, from her point of view, although she is the best among the new generation of disciples in terms of personality and ability, there is a gap between her and Luohe that is difficult to cross after all.

Even outside the Qingling real person spirit game, the Yuan Gang masters on the side did not dare to rush forward. The first-class masters are prestigious, and the Qingxin Sect is even more powerful, and it can even be said that it is even bigger than the Qingtianmen, and these Yuan Gang gangs, who are not even as good as the third-rate, will never dare to come forward to find death.

Not to mention the moves, just the gap in true qi, the shock of the other party's true qi, is enough to kill you.

The expressions of Xiao Qiu, the Wind Knife of the Yuan Gang, and Zhongyun, the Heart Destroying Palm, were uncertain, and the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, they could not have imagined that in an instant, there was another master who was enough to reverse the balance.

"Haha, I didn't expect that the dignified Qingling real person was actually interested in doing something with these juniors, you and I didn't win or lose the battle in the Dieyuan Mountain Range, how about getting close and close today?" A gust of wind swept by, and a red-bearded old man fell from the sky, this person was the opponent of the Qingling real person during the battle for flowers and rain in the Dieyuan Mountain Range, the red-bearded old man.

"Hmph, the real person is afraid of you?" Qingling Zhenren's face was fearless, and the Qing Shui Sword threw out a dazzling clear shadow.

"Xiao Xiaozi, Xiao Yunzi, don't stop the two of you, come down and play together, today we will finish this Heiyuan City, haha!" The red-bearded old man was arrogant, the crimson true qi under his hand was condensed, and the extremely high temperature surrounded him.

"Red old ghost, don't pretend, the scholar has chased and killed you all the way, the alien true qi in your body should be about to explode at this time!" A sinister laugh floated by, and the down-and-out scholar in his early thirties didn't know where he came out, but he was disheveled, and there were many traces of scorching and destruction.

"Hmph!" The red-bearded old man's face turned cold, and he took a big step back, looking at the down-and-out scholar with a wary expression.

Along the way, he fought with the down-and-out scholars many times, but the down-and-out scholars didn't know how to cultivate their skills, and they were still skilled at a young age. If it weren't for his experience, and the power of the Red Fire Demon Skill, he would have been poisoned by a down-and-out scholar a long time ago.

When Qingling Zhenren heard this, he reacted that the palm of the blood skeleton that day had indeed caused great trauma. However, the Qingling Zhenren is from the Qingxin Sect, so naturally there is no shortage of Qingling Pill, and it is also very easy to temporarily suppress the xenomorph true qi in the dantian like Luohe.

But she forgot that just because it's easy for herself doesn't mean it's easy for everyone. Especially for loose cultivators such as red-bearded old men and down-and-out scholars, there are no powerful sects behind them to rely on, and they are usually shy in their pockets, and there are very few such elixirs.

As soon as he raised his hand, two Qingling Pills flew towards the down-and-out scholar, and the down-and-out scholar didn't doubt him, so he took it, and a cool breath suddenly rose slowly from his body, instantly suppressing the xenomorph true qi.

Looking at the smile on the face of the down-and-out real person, the red-bearded old man's face was ugly and tight, and he glanced back at Xiao Qiu of the Wind Knife and Fang Zhongyun of the Heart-Destroying Palm, kicked the ground with hatred, and roared, "The cubs of the Yuan Gang, let me go!"