Chapter 815

"Uh-huh!"

Two dazzling sword lights slashed together.

The air is surging!

Luo Ling held the sword and was thrown away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Her other arm could no longer be lifted.

On the shoulder, there was a deep wound with visible bones and bloody flesh.

The veil had fallen from her face.

The clothes on his body were stained with blood, and he looked miserable.

Zhuang Zhiyan was not much better either.

His long hair was messy, his chest was cut with a bloody mark, and his fists were even more bloody.

Both of them were pale and their eyes were listless.

Suddenly encountered a plot.

The opponent not only has a master in the middle stage of the grand master, but also has an master in the early stage of the grand master, as well as several disciples in the late stage of the grand master.

Moreover, Sikong Yun, who has reached the middle stage of Grand Master, actually holds the Piaomiao Immortal Sect’s outer sect’s most precious Dragon Sword!

The Black Iron Treasure Mountain that Zhuang Zhiyan relied on most was directly split into two halves.

All other magic weapons were destroyed.

Some of Luo Ling's magic weapons were also destroyed during the escape.

Originally, the strength of the two of them was not much different from that of the other party, but as a member of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, the other party not only had powerful skills, but also had more magic weapons.

They are no match at all.

Moreover.

At the beginning, they were suddenly attacked and suffered heavy losses.

So, I became passive all the way.

Otherwise, even if you are defeated and want to escape, the other party will be helpless.

In the current situation, the two of them are at the end of their rope.

"Sikong Yun! You despicable thing, even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with you!"

Zhuang Zhiyan caught Luo Ling who was blown away by the air wave, then roared and rushed forward.

Sikong Yun held the Dragon Sword with a sneer on his face. He swung the sword and slashed, and a huge sword light appeared with an ear-piercing scream.

Zhuang Zhiyan used his last strength and punched out.

The huge fist light and the sword light collided heavily!

There was a loud bang.

The terrifying air wave exploded!

Zhuang Zhiyan's body shook, and he was blown away like leaves in a hurricane.

Sikong Yun also hunted in his robes and suddenly flew out backwards.

Zhuang Zhiyan fell in front of Luo Ling, his energy and blood surged in his body, he spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up again.

Luo Ling took the elixir, and his soul power was rapidly recovering, and the sword in his hand was also rapidly accumulating power.

He must continue to buy time for it!

Sikong Yun sneered, held his sword, and walked over step by step again.

Every time he took a step, the Dragon Sword in his hand suddenly grew in size.

He is also accumulating strength.

Powerful energy in the body quickly poured into the sword in his hand, and a golden virtual dragon figure suddenly appeared on the sword of the Dragon Song Sword.

A terrifying aura instantly enveloped Zhuang Zhiyan and Luo Ling.

Zhuang Zhiyan clenched his fists, and a phantom of a mountain suddenly appeared behind him, his eyes full of determination.

"Brother Zhuang, even if you are at your peak, I can't stop this sword. It's better not to fight to the death. If you abandon your cultivation, for the sake of my past kindness, I may be able to spare your lives... …”

Sikong Yun sneered while accumulating the greatest strength.

Then he added: "By the way, I forgot to tell you. When you escaped into the canyon just now, the best disciples of your Great Yan also came with you. But you probably won't see me anymore. My junior brother Wu has already passed by. I’ve gone to look for them, and I believe I’ll come back with their heads soon.”

"puff--"

Zhuang Zhiyan spat out a mouthful of blood again, and the phantom of the mountains that had just formed behind him suddenly flickered and disappeared again.

"Go and accompany them!"

Sikong Yun took advantage of this opportunity, and the dragon chanting sword that had already accumulated full power suddenly raised with a "swish" sound, and there was a deafening scream, and then it was like a giant sword that lifted up the sky, slashing down towards the two of them!

This sword seemed to drain away Sikong Yun's strength.

His face suddenly turned pale, his body swayed slightly, and he could hardly stand.

The terrifying sword light and energy, as well as the dragon's roar that shocked the soul, instantly submerged the two of them!

Zhuang Zhiyan's face turned pale, his eyes suddenly brightened, he put away his fists, took Luo Ling's hand beside him, and smiled miserably: "I can hold Fairy Luo before I die, I will die with no regrets!"

Luo Ling trembled, holding the sword tightly with his other hand, but did not refuse.

The dazzling and terrifying sword light, carrying the aura of death, slashed down towards the two of them with a "boom"!

"call out--"

Then, suddenly disappeared.

Their eyes suddenly dimmed, as if they were in a dream, and the dim sky appeared again in their sight, as well as Sikong Yun, who was holding a sword with a sneer on his face not far away.

Jianmang disappeared suddenly?

The sneer on Sikong Yun's face suddenly stiffened.

"Brother Zhuang!"

Luo Ling suddenly shouted coldly, and then his figure flashed past, and the sword that had been charged up in his hand suddenly slashed out!

Zhuang Zhiyan suddenly woke up and immediately used his last strength to rush over.

"Uh-huh!"

The phantom of the mountain behind him appeared again!

A look of panic suddenly appeared on Sikong Yun's face. He tiptoed and floated backwards. Just when he was about to raise the Dragon Sword in his hand, his face suddenly turned pale and he hurriedly put it away.

Even with his cultivation level, he cannot use the Dragon Sword multiple times.

Every move made by the Dragon Song Sword consumes a lot of his internal energy. The strike just now was already too much for him to bear.

"boom!"

He had no choice but to punch with his bare hands.

Luo Ling's sword light and Zhuang Zhiyan's fist light collided heavily with the shadow of his fist.

Sikong Yun spit out a mouthful of blood and was knocked away by the combined attack of the two men.

Luo Ling and Zhuang Zhiyan were immediately shocked, and without giving him any chance to breathe, they chased after him again!

While Zhuang Zhiyan was plundering, he hurriedly swallowed the pill.

At the same time, he held a crystal clear Yuan Stone in one hand and was rapidly recovering his strength.

Sikong Yun had no choice but to fight and retreat, shouting loudly: "Junior Brother Wu!"

at the same time.

Wu Tong was chasing after him, and when he heard the shouting and was about to pass, he suddenly saw a figure standing in front of him, looking at him calmly.

"It's you!"

Wu Tong looked at him in confusion and said, "Did you just absorb my fist light?"

Luo Qingzhou's voice was old and authentic: "It's me. I've been in seclusion for thousands of years. I wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but what I got in exchange was arrogance. I don't want to pretend anymore. I am an ancient powerful man, in the realm of the God of War! Showdown! 」

Wu Tong: "???"

At this time, Fairy Zixia and others who were hiding not far behind also saw this scene.

"Zixia, that disciple of yours is so bold, he dares to stop a great master alone!"

Luo Shang changed his color and said.

Fairy Zixia hurriedly jumped down from the tree and said quickly: "Aunt Luo, go and help! Uncle Master and Senior Luo are about to turn defeat into victory. We must not let Wu Tong and Sikong Yun meet up!"

"Let's go! Let's fight and retreat to harass him!"

Luo Shang immediately jumped down from the tree. When he landed, Yue Xiongqian jumped suddenly.

"Feiyang, be careful!"

Fairy Zixia immediately led everyone and rushed over.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, their steps suddenly froze and they saw a terrifying scene.

The young man actually raised two fingers, with an unfathomable expression on his face, and lightly slashed at Wu Tong. With a "boom", a terrifying sword light suddenly appeared from mid-air, instantly covering his face. The horrified Wu Tong was drowned in it!

"Boom!"

The huge sword light suddenly fell to the ground!

There was a loud noise, earth-shattering!

A huge ravine suddenly appeared on the ground, and a terrifying air wave storm roared and swept towards the surroundings!

Deacon Wu, who had the cultivation level of a great master, had no power to resist, and was cut off directly with his hair disheveled, his flesh and blood mutilated, and he fell into the pit!

One arm is missing!

Luo Shang and others suddenly widened their eyes and opened their mouths slightly.

"Master, Aunt Luo! He's not dead yet, get him!"

At this time, the young man was still standing there enigmatically, but suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly.

Fairy Zixia and Luo Shang reacted immediately and rushed over with a "whoosh".

"Punch me!"

Fairy Zixia suddenly rose into the sky, her red skirt fluttering, and her pink fist suddenly became huge, like a terrifying hammer, hitting it hard!

"Eat my sword!"

Luo Shang held the sword and flew up, slashed out with the sword, and a dazzling sword light flew towards the ravine!

"ah--"

Wu Tong, who had just regained consciousness, suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Immediately, the chest of Yue Xiong was shattered, his brain exploded, and he was cut into two halves with a sword.

"Soul-destroying!"

Fairy Zixia punched out again, and the bright red clouds instantly destroyed Wu Tong's soul.

Deacon Wu, who was a great master in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, died miserably.

He probably never dreamed that Senior Brother Sikong had just called him over for help, but as soon as he came over, he was killed by Senior Brother Sikong's Dragon Sword...

"Aunt Luo, this person has many treasures!"

Fairy Zixia suddenly looked at the corpse and said.

Immediately he took out his dagger, jumped into the pit, and began to search for the corpse.

When Luo Shang heard this, his eyes lit up, and when he was about to jump down, he suddenly glanced at the young man not far away, and said with a dry smile: "Zixia, just take it, Aunt Luo is not interested in treasures."

"Wow, there are intermediate magic weapons and top-level magic weapons!"

"Wow, there are a lot of multi-stones, all mid-level yuan stones!"

"Tsk tsk, there are actually a few millennium-old elixirs!"

"There are also pills!"

Fairy Zixia was very excited in the pit.

Luo Shang endured it, but couldn't bear it anymore. She immediately jumped up, threw herself down, and said urgently: "Zixia, leave a few for Aunt Luo! Aunt Luo also helped!"

The deacons of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect naturally have a lot of treasures, and the quality must be good.

Their adventure in the ancient forbidden land this time was not to cultivate resources.

After a while.

The two of them came out of the pit satisfied and still unfinished.

"Wow!"

Zixia stretched out her fingers.

Wu Tong's body suddenly burst into flames and turned into ashes!

Then, like a little girl who got candy, she ran towards her disciple with a happy face. When she got close, she asked doubtfully: "My dear disciple, why are you standing here without moving? Are you not interested in treasures either?"

Luo Qingzhou suddenly softened and leaned on her, saying: "Master, my disciple's legs are weak, please help me..."

"Which leg?"

"..."

Sister Yue said that the swallowing skill of black lightning can be used three times.

Although it was only the second time, the sword light was so strong that he almost couldn't bear it. If he released it later, he would probably have exploded and died.

The third time is definitely not possible.

But the power is really terrifying.

Use the force of others to fight back.

Give them what they want.

This skill is really useful!

Fairy Zixia said with a pretty face: "Evil disciple, you are deliberately taking advantage of me again, right?"

Luo Qingzhou leaned on her shoulder and said: "Master, my legs are really weak... and the treasures you just robbed should all belong to me, right?"

Fairy Zixia quickly supported him: "My beloved disciple, since you are injured, don't talk too much. Come on, I will help you to a safe place."

The master and the disciple supported each other and walked forward affectionately.

Luo Shang and others followed behind with strange expressions on their faces.

The girl in the white dress named Bai Wei'er, the slender jade fingertips unconsciously condensed a little frost.

"Boom!"

In the distance, the battle is still going on.

Luo Qingzhou quickly took out the spiritual liquid and dripped a few drops on his palm.

Warm reminder: The website is about to be revised, which may cause the reading progress to be lost. Please save the "bookshelf" and "reading record" in time (it is recommended to take a screenshot to save). We apologize for the inconvenience caused to you!