If so, he had practiced diligently before, now he must be at least the fourth level of the Great Power Realm, right? If he swallows the pills that temporarily increase his strength, how could he possibly compete with the practitioners of the fifth or sixth level of the Great Power Realm?

Already?

Now, can he properly protect the teenagers behind him?

No matter what happens, if he awakens his bloodline, he won't be so passive now, right?

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world!

Dugu Qingyi could only secretly swear in her heart that if she escaped this disaster, she would practice hard, improve her strength as soon as possible, and awaken her bloodline.

While Dugu Qingyi was so distracted, he was struck by another sword.

"puff!"

The long sword cut through Dugu Qingyi's right arm.

Dugu Qingyi gritted her teeth and remained silent, her movements still vigorous, as if she had not been struck by the sword.

The protective desire in his heart became stronger and firmer.

He will never allow any of these eighteen cultivators to step into the Ziyang Sect!

At the same time, he murmured in his heart: "Brother Chen, how long do you have to come back! If you don't come back, I'm afraid we will have to collect the body for us!"

These eighteen white-clothed immortal cultivators are very powerful.

At the beginning, Zhou Qin led his brothers to fight with these eighteen white-clothed immortal cultivators for less than five minutes, and all of them were seriously injured.

At this time, he was lying on the ground dying, and shouted to Dugu Qingyi: "Brother Dugu, run away, leave us alone, the green hills are still there, don't worry about not having firewood! Remember, just avenge us!"

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Dugu Qingyi heard Zhou Qin's voice and shouted angrily: "Fart, hurry up and heal me. Today, as long as I, Dugu Qingyi, am here, I will not let them hurt any of you!"

What he said was to Zhou Qin, to the teenagers in the yard, to the eighteen white-clothed practitioners, and even more to himself.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Dugu Qingyi fired three swords in a row and forced seven or eight people back.

Seeing this, the remaining dozen cultivators turned around and rushed towards the Ziyang Sect.

When Dugu Qingyi saw this, he became furious!

"Stop!"

Dugu Qingyi used his body skills and stabbed him with his sword.

His sword is very tricky.

The dozen or so cultivators had no choice but to turn around and defend themselves. If they didn't turn around, they would definitely be pierced by Dugu Qingyi's sword.

"clang!"

The sword in Dugu Qingyi's hand collided with their swords, causing countless sparks to fly.

Dugu Qingyi took a step back, did a forward somersault, and stood in front of the dozen or so cultivators again.

At the same time, the few practitioners who had been forced back by Dugu Qingyi also dared to come over.

Dugu Qingyi held his sword across his chest, looked at the eighteen white-clothed practitioners coldly, and said word by word: "You can't even think of stepping into the Ziyang Sect!"

Hearing Dugu Qingyi's words, the most powerful cultivator among the eighteen white-clothed cultivators said angrily: "Do you really think you can stop us?"

"You can try it!" Dugu Qingyi said calmly.

In fact, he has many opportunities to escape, but that is not his character, Dugu Qingyi, and he cannot do anything to live quietly.

What's more, he has already made up his mind. Unless they step over his body today, he will never hurt those people behind him!
Chapter completed!