There was a dead silence at Wuji Peak, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
All the disciples of the sect had just experienced the joy of Li Sen's return yesterday, and today they were going to face an extremely terrifying visitor.
It was a Jindan monk of the Shenzhao Sect.
The terrifying realm of the Jindan Stage, for most of the low-level Qi Refining Stage disciples of the Qingling Sect, was a realm that they could not touch in their entire lives.
Even for a monk of this level in the Jindan period, they probably won't be able to see a few in their entire lives.
But now, a living Jindan period monk was standing on the back mountain of Wuji Peak, and he kept saying that he wanted to kill Li Sen Such as mourning.
Using these four words to describe the mood of the many Qi refining stage disciples of the Qingling Sect is probably the most appropriate word.
Even Aokiko, who has always been calm, is looking ugly at the moment.
With a gloomy face, he stood at the door of the Taoist temple.
Behind him, there stood Chu Yue with an angry face, as well as Ming Dao with a worried face, and more than thirty low-level disciples of the Qingling Sect.
Aokiko had a gloomy face and said slowly: "This old immortal of the Shenzhao Sect must have been invited by that guy from Hongyun."
In Baishi Mountain, there is only one person, the old ghost of Hongyun, who has a lot of relationship with Shenzhao Sect.
I really didn't expect that although he and Yang Hu were repelled a few days ago, they still didn't give up."
Chu Yue shouted angrily: "Since this is the case, then we will simply go to the Red Cloud Sect, find the old ghost of the Red Cloud Sect to settle the score, and ask him to invite that Yuan Ming of the Divine Zhao Sect back immediately."
"Difficult."
Aokiko shook his head: "The Red Cloud Sect is no better than the Tiger Roaring Sect, and we had a vicious fight with them a few days ago.
But the injured are all people from the Tiger Roaring Gate, this old ghost of the Red Cloud is very cunning, it is estimated that the preservation of strength at that time is to prepare for today's attack.
Besides, although the Red Cloud Sect only has three foundation building period cultivators, it is not much different from the strength of the three of us, even if you go to the Red Cloud Sect to attack, it is difficult to gain the upper hand, but it is easy to be ambushed. ” Chu Yue's face turned ugly: "Could it be that we just watched Sen'er being killed by that Jindan period monk?"
Aokiko took a deep breath: "Probably not."
After all, Senior Nephew Li is now a member of the Star Gathering Business Alliance, and he is also a third-class guest elder, although that Yuan Ming is aggressive, he may not really dare to kill Li Sen.
However, just in case, after we have settled these disciples, it is better to rush over and watch the battle. ” Chu Yue clenched his fists, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and finally he let out a long sigh.
"Senior brother in charge is thoughtful, just follow your words."
Aokiko nodded, and then moved his gaze to Ming Dao on the side: "Master nephew, you go and take charge of settling the sect disciples and asking them all to find a hidden place to hide to prevent being attacked by the people of the Red Cloud Sect." ” Ming Dao agreed, turned around and led the more than thirty disciples next to him to leave.
Only then did Aokizi turn around, set up two escapes with Chu Yue, and went straight to the back mountain.
No trace peak, back mountain.
At this moment, the back mountain seems to have turned into a sea of flames.
The peaks of the entire back mountain were burning, and there were two flying swords in the sky, which were fighting each other like a whirlwind.
In addition to the flames on the ground, there was a huge gust of wind in the air, like a suffocating wall of wind, rushing left and right in the field, drumming endlessly.
In the midst of these howling winds, Yuan Ming stood tall in the air more than ten zhang high, his head bowed with anger on his face, looking for Li Sen's traces around.
At the very beginning of the battle, Leeson's figure disappeared without a trace.
Although Yuan Ming immediately summoned his powerful divine sense to probe, he could only catch the slightest trace.
Li Sen's figure was like a cheetah, shuttling back and forth on the cliff of the back mountain, and getting closer and closer to Yuan Ming's location.
Yuan Ming didn't want to be approached by Li Sen, so he immediately jumped into the air, rising fifteen or six zhang from the ground, and unceremoniously activated two top-level spells, the Fire Sea Technique and the Great Hurricane Technique.
For a moment, the entire mountain cliff turned into a sea of fire, and was squeezed into waves of fire visible to the naked eye by the huge wind pressure formed by the Great Hurricane Technique, raging back and forth in the field, and emitting bursts of whistling flames.
As a result, the entire mountain cliff turned into a white ground in an instant, not to mention a person, not even a first-level demon beast could survive.
However, in this roaring sea of fire, it was difficult for Yuan Ming to capture Li Sen's trace, and he could only distinguish Li Sen's location through the remnants of flames that were constantly stirring in the sea of fire.
Obviously, although the top of the cliff was shrouded in two powerful and terrifying top-level spells, it was difficult for them to pose a real threat to Li Sen.
As long as Li Sen continued to hide his figure, it would be difficult for Yuan Ming to help Li Sen.
However, the two flying swords in the sky were intertwined and rolled up one after another dazzling swords, but it was obvious that Yuan Ming had the absolute upper hand.
Yuan Ming's golden flying sword was a real magic weapon, whether it was power, sharpness, or speed, it was far above Li Sen's dark thunder sword.
If it weren't for the Dark Thunder Sword under Li Sen's control, the swordsmanship was really superb and exquisite, and all kinds of flickering and clumsy techniques emerged one after another, I am afraid that the golden magic weapon flying sword would have split Li Sen's Dark Thunder Sword in two long ago and would have been reimbursed on the spot.
Rao is like this, and the Dark Thunder Sword will definitely not last long.
As long as Yuan Ming takes down the Dark Thunder Sword, then he can use the Golden Flying Sword to strike at the entire mountain cliff in a wide area, and as long as Li Sen is not careful, he will be killed on the spot.
Therefore, although Yuan Ming was annoyed that he hadn't been able to take down Li Sen in a single face, he was also calm, and he just summoned his powerful spiritual pressure and continued to urge those two high-level spells to exert pressure on the ground above the cliff.
However, the battle lasted only a few breaths, and I saw the east side of the cliff, where the traces of flames suddenly became much weaker, as if something was there and exerted its influence on the power of the flames.
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Seeing this, Yuan Ming immediately stretched out his hand over there without hesitation, and slapped it with his palm facing down.
"Whew" In an instant, in the air of that area, a gray handprint suddenly condensed in the air, and a flickering one flickered directly towards the open space below.
"Boom" In an instant, the entire mountain cliff trembled slightly, and the huge gray palm print directly fell into the bluestone ground a few feet deep, and countless cracks burst open.
Within ten zhang of the palm print, an extremely powerful shock wave erupted, directly impacting the nearby sea of fire.
Yuan Ming immediately smiled coldly and looked towards the place where the palm print was.
The palm print was inspired by him, and he naturally knew whether he had photographed anything or not.
But soon, Yuan Ming's sneer condensed on his face.
Because, under the gray palm print on the cliff, there was a very peculiar clicking sound.
And this click seemed to be very angry, and after two quick screams, a slender hair-like red line of fire burst out from under the palm print.
"Snort" The gray palm print, which looked extremely powerful, immediately collapsed with a pop as soon as it touched this red line of fire, turning into a little gray spiritual light and dissipating into the air.
Until this moment, a red beetle only the size of a palm, but with a very hideous appearance, appeared in the shallow pit.
"What the hell is this, it can bear my palm unharmed" However, no one answered his questions at all.
But then an imperceptible sound of breaking the air suddenly came from under his feet.
Yuan Ming snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to the red beetle, but the spiritual light on his body flashed directly, and a gray light rose into the air again, as if he was going to pull up some more height.
At the same time, Yuan Ming unceremoniously stretched out his other hand and grabbed it directly in the air towards the range of Xu Fangyuan under his feet "Buzz" As soon as he stretched out his grasp, the air in the space under his feet suddenly sank, and the air that was originally light and fluttering was as hard as iron at the moment, making it impossible to move a single bit.
At this moment, the things hidden in the space under Yuan Ming's feet also directly exposed their original form.
"Click" On closer inspection, it turned out to be another red beetle.
The difference is that after this red beetle appeared in shape, it immediately raised its neck without hesitation and spewed out a red line of fire towards Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming's eyes narrowed, and his figure stood still.
But within the range of Xu Fangyuan beside him, a gray defensive spirit shield like a round ball had been quietly condensed, protecting it without any dead ends.
"Poof" Although the power of the red line of fire was extremely good, it was only capable of breaking through the defense of the gray spirit shield, and it could not hurt Yuan Ming in the shield at all.
"Carving insect skills, also want to kill jokes" Yuan Ming glanced at the red beetle with disdain, and then flicked his sleeve robe at it.
In an instant, a destructive wind brewed out from between Yuan Ming's robes, and it was about to directly knock the red beetle under his feet.
With a casual wave of his sleeves, it was an enhanced version of the high-level spell Hurricane Technique, and the methods of the Jindan period monks were really terrifying.
But at this moment, a silent cyan figure suddenly appeared behind Yuan Ming, who was holding a silver dagger a foot long in his hand, and rushed straight behind Yuan Ming.
"Hmph" Yuan Ming, who was originally full of disdain, snorted coldly at this moment, and then threw the hurricane technique that was brewing between his sleeves and robes, which was about to be thrown to the red beetle below, and directly turned around and threw it behind him.
And at the same time, Yuan Ming's body also turned sharply, leaned out his left hand, condensed into a tiger claw, and grabbed the cyan figure that was rushing from behind.
As soon as this grasp was stretched out, a fierce aura had already flashed out in the air, as if the power of this blow was far above Yuan Ming's previous shots.
It seems that Yuan Ming's combat experience is extremely rich, although he has experienced continuous sneak attacks, he is not in danger, not only cracked Li Sen's attack and false shaking, but also reacted to Li Sen's sneak attack at the first time, and is also ready to kill Li Sen with one blow in turn.
It's a pity that just a moment later, whether it was this sharp scratch or the contempt and sneer on Yuan Ming's face, they all collapsed in an instant.
Between heaven and earth, there was only a melodious, trembling sound of the sword
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