Yuqi, who was wide-eyed, finally nodded silently, because Li Peicheng's strong self-confidence gave her the illusion that maybe he really had the ability. Even if he didn't have this ability, Yuqi would not refuse Li Peicheng's arrangement at this time, because he was a true warrior and friend, and he could resolutely choose to be the enemy of the Maoshan faction for their sake, and he was also her only hope for saving Ruoyan at present.

Darkness enveloped Taihu Lake, dark clouds overtook it, and strong winds raged.

The strong wind blew away the mist that usually rises over Taihu Lake, but it brought more black clouds and obscured the moon tightly.

One by one, long rows of waves rolled out of the darkness, roaring down on the scattered islands of the lake, splashing high ridges of the waves.

A few dots of light flickered like flying needles in the black clouds and wind, glowing with dazzling bits of cold light.

From time to time, a loud sound was heard from the air into the distance with the impact of two points of brilliance, like bursts of thunder.

Ruoyan, who was once lean and steady, beautiful and handsome, was dripping with sweat at this time, and her beautiful hair was very messy, and some of it had been pasted on Junxiu's face, and it was no longer possible to tell whether it was sweat or blood that was stuck to her hair. The snow-white and neat palace clothes were splashed with red and blackened bloodstains, and there were scratches everywhere, although a trace of spring could be seen through the cracks, but more of them were shocking scars.

The silver rain fairy hairpin is interspersed back and forth, the needle body is crossed with silver light in the air, the tip of the needle flashes a little cold light, and the silver light and cold light form a criss-crossing light network in the three zhang square circle around the Ruoyan fairy.

Qianmu in front of him held the dust with a cold face, Qianshuo in the back held a colorful feather fan, the cold light in his starry eyes was dotted, and a flying sword in front of Kunqing was like a poisonous snake, swallowing the sword, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Although Qianmu and Qianshuo were not injured, their breath was also a little disordered, which showed that this battle was not easy for them.

Two for one, plus a slightly inferior Kunqing, although he has the absolute upper hand, but Ruoyan is also a master of the same level as the two of them after all, not that he can kill it, especially when Ruoyan has the fighting spirit of seeing death as home, unless one of the two of them is willing to take the initiative to pay the price of injury, I am afraid it will take a long time to kill Ruoyan.

When cultivating to the realm of Qianmu Qianshuo, he will not be easily brave and easily injured. Besides, Taihu Lake is not far from Maoshan in the past, and they are fighting at their own doorstep, so why should they be in a hurry, it is the other party who should be anxious.

The two old foxes stared at Ruoyan vigilantly, one after the other, to prevent Ruoyan from escaping, while slowly running the True Yuan Recovery Skill.

Ruoyan was already seriously injured, and her hope of escape was getting smaller and smaller. She had expected such an ending, the master's moves, skills, magic weapons, mentality, etc., were not the slightest different, but she was a whole master of the same level and a monk in the late stage of Jindan. The only thing that made her feel relieved was that Yuqi should have successfully escaped back to Beauty Island.

But suddenly, Ruoyan saw the familiar silver light whistling through the light net in the dark night, it was Yuqi's flying sword.

Just for a moment, Ruoyan was completely angry and desperate, and then she burst into tears again.

The Falling Rain Immortal Hairpin suddenly exploded like a cannonball, turning into countless rays of cold light, like dense flying arrows attacking Qianmu and Qianshuo.

Since this is the case, the only way to do it is to completely fight for your life, even if you die, you have to make the other party pay some price.

If there is a flaw in the heart, the victory or defeat will be quickly determined.

Qianmu and Qianshuo's faces were happy, and Qianmu waved the dust in his hand, and the silver filaments in the sky formed a huge silver net in the air, and the cold light touched the net and instantly turned into nothing.

Qianshuo waved the colorful feather fan in his hand, indescribably chic and dignified, and the seven colored lights swept away the cold light in the sky with a howling wind.

The rain fairy hairpin flew into Ruoyan's hand, Ruoyan's face was pale, but the blow just now cost her a lot of true yuan.

It's just that the fairy hairpin turned in Ruoyan's hand, but immediately a cold arrow shot out towards Kunqing, who was fighting with Yuqi in the distance.

In despair, Ruoyan is still looking forward to a miracle. Her usual shrewdness and calmness gave her the wisdom to judge the situation decisively in the moment of life and death.

Use the explosion to make Qianmu and Qianshuo attracted to him, and then take advantage of this almost fleeting opportunity to attack Kunqing with all his might, hoping to make Yuqi escape again.

Hmph! Qianmu snorted coldly, the dust in his hand was like a spider spirit in Journey to the West, and he spit out silver filaments like needles, and the silver filaments rolled up in the air, and the rain fairy hairpin was rolled into the air.

Ruoyan Xinru was sucked hard by thousands of filaments, her throat was sweet, and blood gushed out from her cherry mouth, staining her chin.

Qianshuo's handsome face showed a hideous sinister smile, and the colorful feather fan in his hand was raised high, instantly becoming larger, and the different colors flowed away, shining brightly.

Qianshuo's sinister smile suddenly froze on his face, the fierce light in his eyes swelled, and the colorful feather fan in his hand, which had become several acres of square size, was slapped towards Ruoyan.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Qianshuo believed that the demon girl in front of him would never be able to escape this attack again, and he had even seen Ruoyan turn into a meatloaf under his colorful feather fan.

Qianshuo, who was carried away, didn't notice that he didn't know when, and a dark cloud quietly floated in the sky. The dark clouds were even darker than the surrounding ones, even a little weirdly black.

Suddenly, the dark clouds revealed their hideous faces, and it was a black hill that looked like a trapezoidal seal, with quaint talismans carved under the black hill, strange characters and images engraved around it, and a gossip and five elements on the top.

This jet-black hill shaped like a trapezoidal seal is the magic weapon that Li Peicheng has personally refined recently. Even if the magic weapon refined by himself is worse, but because he knows his own roots, tailor-made, and in the whole process of refining, he imperceptibly infiltrates his essence, qi, and spirit, and personally makes it easy to evoke, but the power is not worse than other magic weapons that are slightly better.

Li Peicheng did not rerefine the dark cloud gold into the shape of a ring ruler, he felt that the Guangchengzi seal recorded in the book "Romance of the Gods" was very powerful, and it could smash people into pulp as soon as it was smashed. So it was refined into a trapezoidal seal, which is called the Zhentian seal. Since it was the first time to refine the magic weapon for himself, Li Peicheng was very careful in refining it and spent a lot of effort. He did not hesitate to spend a large amount of True Yuan Night and Night to quench the dark cloud gold with the Samadhi True Fire and the Sun True Fire, and almost quenched this dark cloud gold without a trace of impurities. After the tempering, a lot of hands and feet were done on it, and in order to enhance the power of the Zhentian Seal, a Bagua Five Elements Array was also arranged above the Zhentian Seal. In this way, the Zhentian Seal evokes it, not only has the power of the dark cloud gold, but also borrows a trace of the power of the five elements of heaven and earth to press on it, greatly increasing the power.

Qianshuo never dreamed that there was a master who was almost equivalent to the late Yuan Infant hidden in the dark, and he didn't expect that such a master would be so cautious and plot against him.

Qianshuo only felt that there was an extremely terrifying coercion falling from the top of his head, and it seemed that his backbone was about to be broken in an instant.

Qianshuo was so frightened that he wanted to run away, but found that the space around him seemed to be tightly compressed on him. In desperation, the colorful feather fan in his hand was horizontal, wanting to hold up the hill that fell from the sky.

If the smoke fairy just broke out, an impact, and was blocked by a dry wood, he had long lost the strength to resist the colorful feather fan, and saw the colorful feather fan shoot down on the top of his head, thinking that his life was going to rest, but he didn't expect the situation to take a sharp turn. There was an amazing mountain from the sky and smashed down on the top of Qianshuo's head, and the huge mountain fell at high speed, rubbing the air, and the air seemed to be ignited, and the place where it passed was red fire.

At this time, Qianmu also saw this unexpected, but unexpected, scene. He didn't have time to think deeply, he shouted angrily, and the silver silk dust in his hand suddenly soared, like a silver pi Lian swept towards the Zhentian seal.

In a desperate situation, the smoke fairy seemed to have been injected with stimulants, completely forgetting the serious injuries on his body, and with an angry roar, the rain fairy hairpin turned into a sky full of needles, blocking the way of the silver silk dust.

The silver silk dust is blocked by the rain fairy hairpin, even if it can break through, it will no longer be able to catch up.

I saw that the Zhentian seal smashed down with a huge coercion.

Qianshuo's colorful feather fan was in a hurry, where could he block such a powerful and deliberate blow.

The Zhentian seal of the mountain fell fiercely on the colorful feather fan, and the colorful feather fan fell out of his hand in response, and there were blood droplets hanging from the corners of Qianshuo's mouth, and his eyes showed a desperate gaze.

Boom, blood rained. Seeing that he couldn't block such a powerful blow, Qianshuo resolutely gave up his body.

The power of the Yuan Infant Master's self-explosion body is still considerable, and Zhentianyin is blocked by this, and finally has no more power, floating on the surface of the lake, like floating clouds.

(To be continued)