The girl I met here on the road was Jiang Xiaolian.

When Jiang Xiaolian found herself breaking into the fight, she didn't care and looked at the few people carelessly.

Jiang Xiaolian didn't use the Heavenly Eye Pill and did not recognize Chang Sheng, who had changed his appearance with the Disguise Pill, but she looked at Chang Sheng's Black Knife for two more eyes.

"Three fights one? You guys are bullying people. The sect experience is not a battle to kill the enemy. As for even the magic weapon is revealed? Either fight alone or three fights two, you can choose."

Jiang Xiaolian, who likes to meddle in other people's business, is never afraid of big things. She curled her lips to Mo Yu and others. After she said that, the three people on the opposite side immediately turned heavy.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here." A disciple of Baihe Peak shouted in a deep voice.

"Baihe Peak chases and kills the sect's rebels, and the idle people retreat." Another Baihe Peak disciple shouted.

Mo Yu never spoke, but the aura on the magic weapon became more and more prosperous.

"Rebellion? What crime did he commit? Let me tell you, if he is really rebellious, I can help you arrest him." Jiang Xiaolian asked with great enthusiasm when she heard this.

"Stop talking nonsense! Let you get out of here, dare to delay, and punish you for the same crime!" The first Bai Hefeng disciple spoke rudely.

"Baihe Peak is not a law enforcement hall, so I can't help asking. You are too domineering, it's amazing to have a great elder as your backer." Jiang Xiaolian said angrily, and her feet didn't move.

"I warn you one last time, leave quickly and obstruct Bai Hefeng from doing things, and you will be in a death row!"

"Baihe Peak is a place for law enforcement. The elder can kill you with just one little finger! Get out of here!"

The two Baihe Peak disciples became more and more unkind and even murderous intent appeared in their eyes.

"Oh, I'm so scared. You elders can kill me with one little finger, and they'll be scared to death."

Jiang Xiaolian said in a strange voice. Not only was she not afraid, but her eyes were full of jokes. She pinched her waist and pointed to the other party's nose and said, "Go to me, right? Your elder can indeed use a little finger to kill me, but my father can use a little finger to kill everyone in Baihe Peak, including your elder."

Jiang Xiaolian's temper has always been soft but not hard, and she is extremely arrogant when she opens her mouth.

Jian Ming appeared, and the two disciples of Baihe Peak were no longer talking nonsense, and they drove the flying sword and attacked them together.

Jiang Xiaolian was not showing weakness, and used the method of talismans. One by one, one after another was flying out, and there was a top-grade magic weapon and jade sword hidden in the talismans. One person blocked the attack of two disciples of Baihe Peak.

"Leave these two to me, you can deal with them yourself, who is amazing." Jiang Xiaolian squeezed her eyes at Chang Sheng and said quickly.

When she saw the ink armor knife, she knew that it was Chang Sheng. How could she stand by and watch when her friend was in trouble. She slapped the spirit beast bag while slapping it. Suddenly, the black wind blew up, and a black dog more than half a man tall showed its fangs and rushed towards the opponent.

Jiang Xiaolian only has the middle stage of foundation building, but her Xiaohei has grown up a lot and has reached the level of a monster, and is more than enough to match disciples in the late stage of foundation building.

Seeing that Xiao Hei was so fierce, Chang Sheng was no longer worried and stared at Mo Yu opposite him.

Taking a deep breath, Chang Sheng never spoke. He could feel the other person's body was full of murderous intent.

Mo Yu never said a word from beginning to end, and her cold eyes were shining with a cold luster. She ignored Jiang Xiaolian's battle with two Baihefeng disciples, but slowly pinched the sword technique.

The three swords soared into the air and lined up. The magic weapon flying sword in the middle emitted a fiery red luster, which actually started to burn.

The heat wave appears!

The fire of the magic weapon formed a scorching storm, igniting two flying swords, and the flames rose on the three flying swords, gathering in one place like a burning cloud.

The profound swordsmanship that the Golden Dan elder could only understand was used by Mo Yu at this time.

The fire clouds roared straight away.

Chang Sheng also pinched the sword technique.

The ink-armored knife flew into the air, and four black knives appeared while waving his hand. A total of five black knives surrounded him, and waves of cold light gathered on the blade.

When the fire clouds rushed over, five black swords rose up from the ground and slashed out, cutting the whistling fire clouds into five parts, revealing the body of three flying swords.

Chang Sheng's sword technique is the method of chopping wood, which comes from the sword formation that kills Tianjiao. Although he cannot control a hundred swords, the power of five black swords forming a sword formation is still not low.

The sword formation is powerful and the sword path is even more powerful. Especially Mo Yu's magic weapon, flying sword, rushed out of the fire cloud and slashed it with one sword, and all the five black swords were collapsed.

Seeing the flaw appear, Mo Yu's eyes turned cold and he was about to attack again. Unexpectedly, the flying black knife quickly slashed down with the sound of wind and headed straight for her head.

The knife formation was not broken.

After the sword lifting formation, there is the sword falling formation. The falling black sword contains huge power. Unless it can reach the realm of the golden elixir, no one dares to underestimate the foundation building.

Mo Yu suddenly raised her head and drove the magic weapon and the sword to greet her.

With a dull sound, the five black swords were knocked away again, and gaps appeared on the blades. Mo Yu's magic sword only sank down, and the blade was intact.

No matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it is as fragile as in front of magic weapons.

He didn't care about the black sword that was being collapsed. Chang Sheng's purpose of using the woodcutting technique was not to defeat his opponent with the sword formation. He knew very well that Mo Yu was powerful, and even if he had sufficient spiritual power, he might not be able to fight. Now that there was little spiritual power left, he had no chance of winning.

The purpose of the sword array is to attract attention. When the black knife is shaken by magic weapons, silver light appears in Changsheng's eyes.

The illusion silver pupil was activated.

The silent confrontation was completed in an instant. Although Mo Yu was always cautious, she still could not escape the cover of illusion. While she noticed silver light appeared in her opponent's pupils, she also had a premonition of the crisis and fell into it.

It was like a dream, Mo Yu felt that she had returned to her childhood.

There was always a shadow shrouding on her head, unable to disperse, and there was nowhere to hide.

The creator of the shadow was her master, a trembling elder of the sect.

She once remembered that when she was a child, she had three senior sisters, but in the severe path of cultivation, all of the three children could not hold on and died at Jindingfeng one after another.

In the Doujian Hall, the road to fighting swords is cultivated. As a disciple of the elder of the Doujian Hall, he is destined to be with hardships.

The memories only appear and are struggling out by a strong will.

Mo Yu's strength was amazing. When she broke free from the illusion, the black knife was slashing from her head.

Chang Sheng had exhausted his spiritual power, and he was using his own body to hold a knife and cut it down with one knife.

Mo Yu's face turned blue and purple, and he didn't care about anything else. He didn't even have time to control the magic weapon. He only had time to gather all his spiritual power and turned into a spiritual shield, barely blocking a fatal blow.

The black knife was blocked, and the result was self-evident.

Changsheng, who has exhausted his spiritual power, will have no chance of winning. As long as Mo Yu takes this breath, he will easily win.

The ink-armored knife was blocked, and Changsheng did not insist on slashing again, but used the last trace of spiritual power to open the Qianyun Order and took out the Seven Profound Glass Tower.

"Blow out the strong wind and sand, hurry!"

An urgent whisper indicates Chang Sheng's anxiety. This is his last chance. Whether he can turn the tables is here.
Chapter completed!