Chapter 1015: Fight (Three)

Seeing that Cui Hongshen did not want to leave, he seemed to be thinking about his bet with Han Bing of Qiqiaomen. Xiao Hua coldly hit his confidence: "Look at how many Jiming Mountain disciples are alive in front of Jiming Mountain? Don't forget that this is just one side of sword cultivator. If the other three sided sword cultivators come here, we will have no chance of life!"

"Not bad!" Cui Hongshen felt excited and waved his hand, "Let's go, let's fight and retreat!"

That is, while Cui Hongshen decided to escape, Han Bing and Zhan Xin also made a decision. They had already figured out that the sword cultivator came for the innate Golden Mother, and they would never let them escape. They naturally wanted to return to Jiming Mountain and make the second plan, and make a proper arrangement for the innate Golden Mother, and then run away!

Zhan Xin and Han Bing swept their divine thoughts, and when they saw the disciples of the Yulei Sect slowly moving toward the outside, they all showed grim smiles on their faces. Zhan Xin swung his hand immediately, and another red light and fire rushed into the air, which was a signal for all the disciples to retreat!

The disciples of Jimingshan had to leave, leaving behind the disciples of Yulei Sect. Do they still have a way out?

Seeing the red fire flying into the air, the disciples of Jimingshan felt relieved and tried their best to escape from the battle group and were about to fly towards the restriction of Jimingshan!

But at this moment, a shocking sound of sword crowing sounded from the north of Jiming Mountain. It was far away before, and it came to my eyes in an instant!

“Buzz!!”

"Dangdangdang!!!" On the battlefield, all the flying swords were taken out of the swordsman's hands and flew straight into the air. Countless sword lights flew up, and countless sword sounds combined with the huge sword sound, which was a posture of ten thousand swords facing the sect!!!

"Ah!!!" Han Bing, Zhan Xin, Cui Hongshen and others were all shocked! They looked at the distant sky for no reason!

But in the sky, an extremely gorgeous rainbow drifted across the sky, and a huge flying general flashed in mid-air. At the same time, an unparalleled sword intent enveloped the entire Jiming Mountain!

"The strength of the Nascent Soul!!!" No one knows better than Xiao Hua's sword intent. Xiao Hua shrank his neck and quietly sent back the magic weapon he had just taken out of the space, suppressing his magic power to the early stage of foundation building, standing on the spot obediently like everyone else, which was a stupid look controlled by the sword intent!

"Greetings to Senior Huajian!!" The sword cultivators stood in the air, bowing and saluting. The flying swords also sounded and shook slightly, as if they were paying homage to the giant sword!

The giant sword stood in the air, gradually turning into an old man's appearance. The old man's red face, his eyes were like a sword, and his eyes turned slightly, and he saw the entire Jiming Mountain. Xiao Hua couldn't help but feel a chill, and he had goose bumps. Zhu Meng, who was in the Buddha's fire, was also struggling, as if he wanted to compete with the giant sword!

"My little master, you don't want to live anymore!" Xiao Hua's soul fell into the flying sword felt the dissatisfaction of the flying sword. He was very anxious and almost wanted to speak, "Don't argue for the length of time at this time. You just stay obediently. One day, I will turn into a sword and take you out for majesty!"

It seemed that he heard Xiao Hua's voice, Zhu Meng honestly fell into the infinite karma fire.

"Useless thing!" A loud sound like a sword fighting came, "I almost ruined my big deal! There are so many monks in Jiming Mountain, why are they still surrounding Jiming Mountain? They will kill them together!"

As he said that, he saw that the old man disappeared again, and the giant sword appeared in the air again. Moreover, the giant sword slowly waved, as if an invisible hand was controlled! The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the surrounding Jiming Mountain was rolled up, and all fell on the blow of the giant sword swing. Xiao Hua felt that his eyes were blurred. The giant sword seemed to move and was irrelevant. In the blink of an eye, the giant sword flew up again, and the old man's figure appeared again!

At this time, a "boom" shock of the shaking mountain appeared, but the entire Jiming Mountain was shaking. The magic array that had previously wrapped Jiming Mountain, thousands of swordsmen attacked for a day and a night, and could not break through the slightest restriction. At this time, under the attack of Laozi's sword, he was actually split. Even the sword intent of the giant sword had not disappeared, and he slashed into Jiming Mountain deeply, revealing a huge gap of several feet!

"Be good! This is the strength of transforming swords! I am not as good as that of you!" Xiao Hua shrank his neck again, silent!

The Jiming Mountain, whose ban was broken, was like a woman with clothes peeled off, revealing all kinds of secrets. It was indeed bare and no one was seen!

Look at the old man who transformed his sword again. A light appeared in his hand. A sword technique hit Jiming Mountain. It happened that it was the cave where Xiao Hua sneaked into yesterday!

"Buzz~~~~" Another violent sound, like a sunset island emerging from the sea, and a huge sword shadow slowly poked out from Jiming Mountain!

"Ah!!! Flying Sword!" The huge sword shadow had not been fully revealed, extremely cold, and the sharpness filled the entire Jiming Mountain. It was the sword intent that suddenly appeared when Xiao Hua collected the innate Golden Mother last night! Xiao Hua suddenly realized! This Jiming Mountain was not only the place where the Qiqiao Sect tempered the flying sword, but also the place where the Huan Kingdom Sword Cultivator buried the sword! Moreover, looking at the huge flying sword slowly flying out, and the rich Taiyi green light on the flying sword, Xiao Hua knew in his heart that this flying sword was probably of great origin!

After waiting for the old man who transformed into swords to explore his hand, the flying sword fell into his hands like a pool of autumn water. A hint of joy flashed in the old man's eyes, and the old man waved his hand casually!

A blue light flashed out, and it was silent. One of the tops of Jiming Mountain was peeled down!

"Hahaha! Taiyi Green Light Sword is indeed well-known!" The old man who transformed the sword raised his head and roared, but when his divine thoughts penetrated Jiming Mountain here, he snorted coldly again and pointed his hand, "The crowd of Jiming Mountain has actually ruined my good deeds! Kill them all!"

After saying that, the whole body turned into a sword, suddenly flew up, and went straight to the north!

After the old man who transformed swords left, the entire battlefield of Jiming Mountain immediately changed drastically!

The sword cultivators who had been guarding the three sides of Jiming Mountain had no scruples anymore. They were all roaring, and the flying swords were flashing under their feet, and they rushed past the already deserted Jiming Mountain toward Zhan Xin, Han Bing and others!

Han Bing originally sent a signal to return to the mountain. All the Jiming Mountain disciples retreated from the battle group, and the formation had been scattered. No one dared to move around under the sword intent of the old man who transformed the sword. At this time, he was already confused when he heard that he wanted to kill them all. His eyes or divine thoughts swept across, like scattered flies, flying towards the gap that the sword cultivator had not closed!

"Assemble, assemble!!" Zhan Xin didn't know that this random invasion had no second ending except being killed one by one. While shouting loudly, he sent a signal into the air! Obviously, this signal was not explained in advance! Seeing this, some of the disciples of Jimingshan stopped, looking at the signal in the sky, and were guessing Zhan Xin's meaning; while some of the disciples ignored him, and kept their bodies passing by quickly!

When they saw some disciples flying away, the disciples who stopped followed suit and activated their magic power to continue to escape!

Seeing that the whole scene was so chaotic, only a few core disciples stopped and gathered around him. Zhan Xin sighed, knowing that the situation was going to go, and greeted everyone: "Line in a formation, we will quickly kill the generals!"

Seeing the disciples lined up quickly, Zhan Xin turned his head to look at Han Bing again, wanting to greet the disciples of Qiqiao Sect to break through together, but in a blink of an eye, he saw what Han Bing did, and almost got angry!

Needless to say, Han Bing was moving faster than him, so he had already taken out the Liuyun Flying Boat. The remaining nine disciples of the Qiqiao Sect had already boarded the Feizhou. Under Han Bing's appointment, Liuyun Flying Boat had already flew out more than ten feet long, and he was rushing to the brink of encirclement and suppression of sword cultivators!

"Let's go!" A desolate feeling of falling from a tree and scattering, Zhan Xin felt a sense of scattering, but Zhan Xin didn't have time to experience this feeling, so he hurriedly ordered his disciples to form formations, sacrifice magic weapons and other objects, and flew into a triangle toward the direction of the thin number of sword cultivators!

Besides, Cui Hongshen and others were no different from the disciples of Jimingshan. When the old man who transformed swords appeared, they all looked pale and the true energy in their bodies could not flow at all. They could only barely maintain the posture of flying in the air. When the old man transformed swords were flying away, they immediately felt relieved and instinctively flew away from Jimingshan!

Seeing that Stanley Cui fled in panic, Xiao Hua felt contempt and said to himself, "How can the disciples of the cultivation family be compared to our casual cultivators?"

However, he had to remind him and scold him, "Don't worry! You'll be in a formation, otherwise you'll be dead!"

The sound was extremely loud and did not bring any magic power. There was no need to be thought-provoking, nor did it cause people to fall from the air. But it was heard in everyone's ears, and everyone was shocked! He hurriedly turned his head and looked back!

Fortunately, Yulei Sect only had ten disciples, and there was no more. Except for Xiao Hua who was still flying slowly and fell several feet away, Cui Hongshen and Dui Qimeng rushed in the same direction, although the other six disciples also broke through, the direction was dispersed!

Crisis is indeed the best experience to test people's hearts!

Stanley Cui raised his eyes again and looked at the swordsman who was rushing in like a tide!

He sighed and said, "Dear disciples, we are the first team of the Yu Lei Sect. Now even when facing death, we will die as a place. We can no longer lose the face of the Yu Lei Sect! Let the sword cultivator in Huan Kingdom laugh! Cui was in a panic just now, but he was wrong. From today on, Cui will never leave you all the junior brothers!"

"Not bad!" Zhen Minghui also shouted, "Even if we die, the ten disciples of the Yulei Sect will die together!"

"Hahahaha, come on! The little swordsman of Huan Kingdom, try your mother's power!" Dui Ling also laughed loudly, and was so free and easy. He slapped his hand, and the thunder mark in the storage bag flew out again, and a flash of light hit the swordsman with a pregnant sword that had already reached more than ten feet all over his body!

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