"Wow!p!" Countless flying swords slashed through the sky with a sharp sound.

Hundreds of flying swords, intertwined in the air.

These Sedum Kingdom monks are obviously good at the method of combined attacks, and their flying swords can be slightly formed into a formation, combining attack and defense, which can be described as leaky.

And the monks of the Great Immortal Sect mainly practice in the sect on weekdays, and occasionally compete in the fighting method, but they have never seen such a combined attack method. All of a sudden, I panicked.

Ishikawa's eyes flashed, and he shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoists, don't panic, protect your mind!"

In an instant, the nine-star gong appeared in Ishikawa's hand.

"Boom!"

Ishikawa wrapped it in spiritual power, and threw the sound of this blow towards the monks of Sedum.

This can minimize the influence of the Nine Star Gong on the monks of the Great Immortal Sect.

The sound of rumbling is endless. After the three blows of the Nine Star Gong, even the monks of the Great Immortal Sect who had been prepared for a long time were a little overwhelmed.

Ishikawa's divine consciousness has also lost a lot.

And the monks of the Sedum Kingdom, the sword array has long been destroyed.

There were a few monks with slightly lower cultivation levels, and their consciousness was also damaged.

The monks of the Sedum Kingdom, although their fighting methods are sharp, their Taoism is not affectionate, and their divine sense is relatively low. Under the attack of this nine-star gong, it was very vulnerable, and several people were actually hit hard.

"Fellow Daoists, what are you waiting for, kill them!" I don't know who shouted, and nearly a hundred Great Immortal Sect monks in the late stage of foundation building took off their swords and fled in a hurry.

In an instant, two hundred people were scuffling together.

Ishikawa swallowed a few mouthfuls of spiritual wine, manipulated the Qinggang Sword, and a flash of thunder flashed, and the Qinggang Sword took a person's life.

Everywhere Ishikawa passed, almost no one survived.

The monks of the Sedum Kingdom were obviously very jealous of Ishikawa.

Especially the young monk in the early stage of foundation building, seeing Ishikawa killing all the way, he shouted angrily: "Kill this person first, leave the others alone!"

Immediately, four monks from the late stage of foundation building flew towards Ishikawa.

Ishikawa's eyes flashed, his fingers pointed slightly, and the thunder flowed, and the golden light was shining, and dozens of golden thunders fell from the sky.

Those four people naturally knew the power of Jin Lei and didn't dare to take it hard.

There are also a lot of spiritual weapons in his hands to resist this golden thunder.

And Ishikawa's Qinggang sword has already flown in.

Eighteen Qinggang swords, divided into six groups. Each group faced one person, while the rest attacked the young monks at the beginning of the foundation.

"It's just eighteen flying swords!" The young monk, full of disdain, saw a wave in his hand, more than twenty flying swords, as small as daggers, galloped out.

On top of these small flying swords, the blue is shining, and it seems that some poison has been extracted.

"Miasma!" the young monk shouted, and a white gauze tent was thrown out by him. In an instant, this gauze tent was more than ten zhang wide.

In the gauze tent, the clouds and mist are misty, and the mist formation encountered by Ishikawa when he went to the Great Immortal Sect is almost identical, but this formation is slightly thin.

"This person's origin is not simple!" Ishikawa secretly guessed in his heart.

Obviously, this mist formation is very similar to the mist formation of the Sedum Kingdom, and it should be a homologous treasure.

However, the misty formation that was ten zhang wide obviously had little impact on Ishikawa.

A cold light flashed in the young monk's eyes, and a mouthful of essence blood spat out of his mouth, and the mist formation was immediately sprayed into a blood-red color, and its volume instantly doubled.

The blood-red mist formation pressed towards Ishikawa.

I saw Ishikawa take out a small tripod and make a legal decision.

The small tripod immediately grew to more than a zhang long.

A thin stream of spiritual power slowly flowed from the mist formation into Xiaoding.

The flow of spiritual power is getting faster and faster, and finally it is like a flood that discharges the floodgates. After a short period of effort, this mist formation was swallowed by Xiao Ding, more than half. ...,

"How is this possible?" said the young monk, with a look of horror in his eyes.

This mist formation is his greatest reliance, he sees that Ishikawa is extraordinary, so he wants this formation and captures Ishikawa directly. But he didn't expect that the treasures in Ishikawa's hands were complex and powerful, and they were not at all something he could deal with.

This small tripod was obtained by Ishikawa at the auction, and after getting this tripod, Ishikawa studied it a little and did not understand how to use it.

But Ishikawa knew that this tripod had a special affinity for spiritual power.

No matter what kind of spiritual power, it is very easy to be absorbed by this Xiaoding, so Ishikawa wants to take it out for testing. I didn't expect this treasure to have such a strong restraint effect on the mist formation.

The young monk, who had lost the treasure, had an angry look on his face.

"Boy, you forced me, today, I'll let you see, what is the control of the flying sword!" I saw him hit several magic decisions with both hands, and the flying swords on his shoulders suddenly flew away from his body, and with his more than 20 small flying swords, in the air, a huge formation was formed.

"Take the sword as the array, the Putian sword array!" The silver light in the sword shone, and one after another glacial cold swords flew out.

The cold sword, in the process of galloping, turned into more than twenty silver snakes.

Ishikawa sneered, and with a wave of his hand, eighteen Sparrow Spirit Swords volleyed out of the air.

There was no finch spirit sword on the tail of the sword, there was a flame, this flame, burning, and finally formed eighteen flames of flames and expansion.

The firesparrow gulped the silver serpent into its belly.

In an instant, the flying sword controlled by the young monk was completely swallowed by the Fire Spirit Sword, but the flames on the Fire Spirit Sword did not weaken in the slightest.

The young monk's face was even more surprised, this mist formation and Putian sword formation were his best formations, these two formations were broken, and the flying swords were lost, and there was no combat power left.

And the four late-stage foundation building monks who had just been called by him were very difficult against Qinggang Sword.

The blue arc in Qinggang's sword made them dare not have the slightest contempt.

"Come and protect me!" The young friars let out hysterical shouts.

There were also several monks in the late stage of foundation building, flying away.

On the field, there was not much difference in the number of people between the two sides, but in the chaotic battle, the monks of the Great Immortal Sect obviously had the advantage.

The old man who was not from the Great Immortal Sect had even sharper fighting methods, and there were more than a dozen Sedum Kingdom monks who died under him.

"Retreat!" the young monk saw that most of his men had lost, and he also had the idea of retreating.

"I want to run. It's not that easy!" Ishikawa sneered, and a blue thunderbolt struck the young man in the back.

His figure froze slightly, and at the same time, a golden thunderbolt fell.

Obviously, this person's defense is excellent, and the two combined attacks did not cause much damage to this person.

Ishikawa became more and more sure that this person's status in the Sedum Kingdom was not low, and if so, Ishikawa couldn't let him escape.

"Fellow Daoist, it's better to stop here, there are not many people under you, if you lose a few more people, it will be dangerous to leave the territory. "The young monk, guarded by two monks of the late foundation stage, fled frantically.

"If I don't kill you, how can I be worthy of the thirty-two Daoists who were lost in the fog array. If you don't kill you, how can you be worthy of the more than 200 Taoist friends who were designed and killed by you here. We have no grievances with you, but you killed hundreds of people in my sect for the so-called blood refining. You!you must die!" Ishikawa shouted like thunder, and his speed reached the extreme, and in an instant, he had caught up with the young monk.

"Kill!" the monks of the Great Immortal Sect were all shocked.

And the monks of the Sedum Kingdom, seeing that their leaders had fled, did not continue to fight. Fly away with the sword directly.

The monks of the Great Immortal Sect, that allowed them to escape so easily. One by one, they are in hot pursuit. ...,

"Death!" Ishikawa waved his hand, a flame and a blue light, respectively attacking the two late-stage foundation building monks.

The distance was so close that the two of them were instantly hit and fell from their flying swords.

When the young monk saw that the people who were guarding him were also dead, his face was full of horror, and he shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist, I am the son of the sect master of the Spirit Array Sect, as long as you spare my life, I will let you join the Spirit Array Sect without any conditions." ”

"You, you must die!" Ishikawa's voice sounded as if coming from the middle of an ice valley.

Ishikawa doesn't care what he comes from, who he is, what Sedum Kingdom he is, and what Spirit Array Sect he is.

Ishikawa's only thought now is to kill this man.

The blind dragon flew out of Ishikawa's mouth and let out a light chirp that burrowed into the back of the young monk's head.

"If you kill me, you are the enemy of our Spirit Array Sect, and in this life, you will never be wiped out......" Before the young monk's voice fell, the blind Jiao had already swallowed his primordial spirit into his belly.

The body of the young monk fell from the sky.

The blind Jiao returned with a storage bag.

After the young monk died, a faint yellow glow shone on his body. Ishikawa pointed with his hand, and the Sparrow Spirit Sword swallowed it with a mouthful of anger.

The death of the young monk immediately attracted the attention of all the Sedum Kingdom monks, and their eyes were even more frightened.

They originally came because of this young monk, and after the young monk died, even if they did not die in the middle of the frontier, they would not dare to return to Sedum.

The monks of the Sedum Kingdom are disheartened, and the monks of the Great Immortal Sect, under the pursuit of Ishikawa all the way, are even more excited, so that these Sedum Kingdom monks have no bones left, so that they can resolve the hatred in their hearts.

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Sedum Kingdom, Spirit Array Sect.

The Spirit Array Sect is a small sect in the Sedum Kingdom. There are not too many disciples.

At this time, in the secret room of the Sedum Kingdom Spirit Array Sect, a Jindan Stage Ancestor suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the wall. On the wall, there were a total of fifteen jade plaques, the top one of which had been broken to pieces, and two of which also showed that they had been severely damaged.

"Su'er!" this Jindan Stage Ancestor was a little furious. The Yuan Shen card has been broken, indicating that the other party has died.

The Jindan monk waved lightly, and in front of his eyes, an image appeared, the young monk's frightened look before he died, and Ishikawa's face was cold.

"Boy, no matter who you are, I have written down this hatred!"

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