As a well-known elder of the Canglan Holy Sect, Qing Shaohan felt very aggrieved at this time, he would be pressed and beaten by two juniors? This kind of thing, no one wants to do it, after all, once it spreads, the face of the Canglan Holy Sect is destined to be damaged a lot, and he will be in danger of leaving a shadow of the demon in his heart, and the road will not be smooth from now on.

But in front of 100,000 cultivators, where do they still need to spread it? Thinking of this, Qing Shaohan faced the joint attack of Ye Guhong and Song Si, and the more he fought, the more anxious he became, if he wasn't still on the battlefield, he would have spurted out a mouthful of blood that pressed down on his chest first.

A quarter of an hour has passed, Ye Guhong has not withdrawn from the state of the demon wind following the shadow, Song Si's void sword qi is still omnipresent like an ant, constantly bringing all kinds of minor wounds to Qing Shaohan, two quarters of an hour have passed, the battle situation is still like this, three quarters of an hour has passed, the battle situation is still like this......

Among the 100,000 cultivators, several Taoist friends who had made good friends with Qing Shaohan were already mourning for him, after this battle, if Qing Shaohan could kill Ye Guhong and Song Si, it would be fine, if not, he would be destined to become a stepping stone for the two of them and a joke when the world cultivates the truth and chatted, not to mention maintaining the face of the Canglan Holy Sect.

Elder Qing Shaohan, who was furious, and could even be said to be aggrieved to the point of grief, finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke out!

Ignoring the cold sword qi that came from the surroundings, Qing Shaohan was hard to receive a few swords, and the powerful mana was agitated, and the moment he shook Ye Guhong in one fell swoop, he threw a pink hand towel towards the void, and the hand towel flew into the air, dripping and turning, and suddenly emitted ten thousand hao lights, and in the blink of an eye, it expanded to a hundred zhang square circle, completely enveloping Ye Guhong and Song Si!

"What is this?!" Ye Guhong was shocked in his heart, in Haoguang, his speed actually slowed down, and the attack state of the Demon Wind with the shadow disappeared immediately, and Song Si, who was about to join forces to attack, was also affected, and had to temporarily withdraw from the Haoguang range.

"It's good! change!" Ye Guhong shouted, and Song Si immediately understood, and the nine swords were one. shot out, ready to meet Ye Guhong's retreat.

Who knows, Qing Shao snorted coldly: "Want to escape?"

I saw Qing Shaohan holding a pink handkerchief in his right hand, and drawing a miniature rune array in the void with his left hand, the rune array was formed, and the light immediately shook, shooting out three colorful brilliance, wrapping around Ye Guhong.

What the hell?!

The empty city plan failed, and Ye Guhong, who was still half a step away from escaping the range of the weird Haoguang, felt a chill in his back and was shocked in his heart. It seems that some extremely terrifying energy invaded the body and suddenly exploded!

"Ah!!h

With a scream, Ye Guhong was hit by three colorful lights, and the whole person was blurred by the explosion, falling into the void, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Song thought of saving, but the formless sword was dissolved by Qing Shaohan at will, and the sword that was connected to save Ye Guhong failed to have the slightest effect, when Ye Guhong fell into the void. The pink handkerchief in the sky was slowly adjusting its angle at the same time, ready to envelop him in a strange light.

Compared with the light, maybe it would be more suitable for Mu Weiming to come out and fight with Qing Shaohan, but it can't be now.

Escape!

Selfless sword intent is fully open. Song Si turned into a sword light, blasted away the void, and the stars disappeared.

"Can you escape?!" Qing Shaohan didn't care where Song Si was hiding. simply supported the pink hand towel while reaching out and sucking Ye Guhong, who didn't know life and death, to his side and directly imprisoned him. Throw it towards the Ethereal Sword Sect's army.

The two disciples of the Ethereal Sword Sect immediately came with their swords, took over Ye Guhong, and started the battle for the first time, but within a few quarters of an hour, a martial arts master was captured, which was undoubtedly a great blow to the morale of the Tianshan Heroes.

"Haven't you come out yet?" Sending Ye Guhong away, Qing Shaohan manipulated the pink handkerchief, constantly changing the angle, letting Hao shine everywhere in the void, but he couldn't find any trace of Song Si, but he knew that Song Si was nearby!

Song Si hid in the void, hiding the breath of his whole body, observing Qing Shaohan's every move, the strange magic weapon of the pink handkerchief I don't know what kind of female cultivator it is, the power of limiting speed is so great, when he was sacrificed before, he was just on the edge of Haoguang, and the speed of the sword was greatly limited, if there were still people next to him who sneaked attacked, he would have to suffer heavy injuries, and even die.

This magic weapon is simply a big killer weapon for sword cultivators and martial cultivators who rely on speed to fight, and it must be destroyed! Otherwise, in the next battle, I don't know how many people will have to be sacrificed for it.

Just when the two were confronting each other, someone finally began to fall on the battlefield, but it was the battle group where Bai No, the head of the Qingwei Sword Sect, Shen Yumen, the Mobei Flying Spear, and Xi Linxi, the deputy head of the Lehua Sword Academy, were located.

However, after hundreds of moves, Xi Linxi had already seen the depth of the cultivation of the two, and then sold several series of flaws, and Shen Yumen, who was eager to attack, was fascinated for a while, and directly used the extreme move "Flying Spear Forbidden" to attack! I saw a shot rushing straight forward, as if breaking through thousands of miles of yellow sand and thousands of miles of river waves, and wanted to smash the gun Xi Lin Xi in an instant.

Edgeworth's eyes jumped, and an indescribable throbbing came out from the bottom of her heart, the other party was cheating! However, she wanted to defend and save Shen Yumen, but she couldn't for a long time, because of the indomitable momentum of the "Flying Spear Forbidden", as early as the time of the move, she got out of the joint attack formation of the two.

It's too late!

Bai No's eyes closed, and he shot at the same time: "The silk rain is as thin as sorrow!"

With a sword swing, the water was misty, and the sword of ten thousand rain silks unexpectedly attacked Shen Yumen and Xi Linxi in front indiscriminately.

Did Wei Wei save Zhao? Xi Linxi saw the mist coming from behind, and he didn't care, and the flying sword shook, and the sword light was boundless, like autumn water soup, rushing down.

"Try the autumn water!"

The target of the indomitable spear suddenly disappeared, Shen Yumen was shocked, it was too late to recruit him, and when he saw that the autumn water was like practice, he could only abandon the gun and block the move. But how can the fleshy palm of an ordinary martial artist block the sword of sword cultivation?

Xi Linxi smiled, a sword swept by, Shen Yumen fixed the void, his body separated in the blink of an eye, and blood spilled in the sky.

How can a person who even lets go of his natal weapon survive?

Wielding the sword qi at will, Xi Linxi blocked the sword of ten thousand rain silks again, but it was broken through the sword qi defense by more than a hundred rain silk swords between the light, breaking the sword light of the body protection, piercing into the body, and the green clothes were stained with blood and flew out.

It seems that seeing Xi Linxi being traumatized, almost in an instant, the battle between Shi Mengyu, the master of the Heavenly Desolate Sword Academy, and Shaolin Yi Foxin, was divided.

"Martial Cultivation Buddhism Sect Practice, after all, it is a little worse, the master is invited!" Shi Mengyu raised his sword point, and a three-zhang long white sword pointed to the void, and the mighty sword power was directly intimidating the land of thousands of miles, so that the group of cultivators were silent, and within the sword momentum, Yi Foxin felt that the vitality in his body was passing rapidly, and the golden light of the Arhat on his skin was constantly dimming.

"Poetry, Heavenly Wilderness!"

A sword is cut down, the sky is barren and the earth is old, everything is silent, Yi Buddha's mind and body are only under the sword, and he only feels a thousand years in a moment.

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!" At the critical juncture, Yi Buddha's heart abandoned distracting thoughts, folded his hands, and sang loudly, but he saw tens of thousands of Buddhas behind him The golden body of the phantom appeared, and the golden light was shining, but at the moment when the sword fell, the ten thousand Buddhas dissipated like a dream bubble, and the heart of Yi Buddha, who was incarnated as a golden-bodied Arhat, screamed miserably, and the blood spilled into the sky and fell down.

After hitting the heart of Yi Buddha hard, the sword mang's remaining momentum was unabated, and he continued to cut down, splitting the ground for hundreds of zhang, more than a thousand zhang deep, where the sword pit was located, the land was barren for hundreds of miles, and there was no life.

Yi Foxin was lying in the sword pit a hundred miles away at this time, at this time he was gray-haired, white-eyed and white-bearded, vomiting blood, under a sword, a hundred years of vitality.

Looking up at Shi Mengyu in the sky, Yi Foxin temporarily suppressed the injuries in his body, got up and sat cross-legged: "Old man, I lost." ”

"You're welcome. Shi Meng lost his hand, disappeared into the void, and came to the battlefield where Xi Linxi was.

"Amitabha!" Yi Buddha in the snow showed a relieved smile, he vaguely heard the sound of Sanskrit singing, saw ten thousand Buddhas, and his soul involuntarily flew forward, but in the blink of an eye, he scattered his palms, lowered his head and was speechless, but he was gone.

"Master Yi, it's time to pass away!" In the army of martial arts, news suddenly came from among the Shaolin disciples, and a group of Shaolin disciples suddenly cried and began to chant and confess, for the Yi Buddha's heart.

An Moyan frowned slightly, looking at the sky, the strength of Shi Mengyu, the master of the Heavenly Desolate Sword Academy, was so high, this was not recorded in the intelligence on the first floor, so that it caused the damage of Shaolin Yi Buddha's heart today, this is the fault of the first floor, if the Demon Domain Dragon Yin Feng and the Confucian Sect Famous Feng Feng Ya Song are not enough, the Tianshan Martial Cultivation will definitely be defeated.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have let the Quanzhen Nanzong order Zhang Xujing to leave in the first place, if he was there, he should be able to support it for a while longer, could he really use the last resort?

This is not in line with the plan of the first floor, and it is even more difficult to achieve the goal set by the deputy building owner Kai Biluo, looking at Shi Mengyu who was strolling idly in the void to other battlefields, An Moyan began to get entangled.

As soon as the phantom moved, Killer Twelve took a step forward, but was stopped by An Moyan: "Now is not the time for you to go out, Shi Mengyu will not make a move for the time being, he is waiting." ”

Killer Twelve nodded and retreated behind An Moyan, at this moment, a hundred miles of wind and clouds were turbulent, and the majestic momentum enveloped the entire battlefield, and a black-robed Lord of the Demon Domain, Long Yinfeng, came out of nowhere, turning into a huge black dragon, with black scales, and the dragon roared for nine days, swimming away.

"Hmph!" Among the black dragons, the black robe hunting, the black wind was noisy, and the dragon Yin Feng glanced at the captured Ye Guhong, and then locked on Shi Mengyu who was walking towards him in the void.

"Shi Mengyu, the master of the Heavenly Desolate Sword Academy, ask for a greeting from Daoyou!" Shi Mengyu said elegantly and indifferently.

"Demon Domain Dragon Yinfeng, please!" After saying that, the black dragon transformed by the Dragon Yinfeng did not hover, and directly grabbed Shi Mengyu with one claw, shattering the sky.

Shi Mengyu took a step back, pointed at the sword, the sword was ten zhang, and it was in the center of the dragon's claw, and it slammed into each other, and the sword qi suddenly shot out in the void, and the dragon scales flew out. As if it was in pain, the black dragon roared, shrank its claws and flicked its tail, and the black wind gusted, sweeping away the sky and the clouds.

The figure moved, this time Shi Mengyu did not fight with the black dragon, but avoided the tail sweeping blow, and then gave birth to the lotus step by step, and the white sword lotus fell one by one, smashing on the black dragon, like a thunderbolt, smashing down countless black dragon scales.

The black dragon raised his head, just as the dragon Yin Feng fought back, on another battlefield, Song Si, who was hiding his figure, appeared on Xi Linxi's side at some point, and when a sword broke through the void, the nine-zhang long lilac sword suddenly appeared, stabbing at Xi Linxi's back, Bai Wu saw this, turned to attack, and the sword of rain silk came out again.

For a while, Xi Linxi was in a dead end, and his life was on the verge of death! (To be continued......)