Looking at the swordsman again, when he saw the purple flying sword stabbing, he sneered in his heart, waved his hand, and more than a hundred red plums surged again, stabbing at the purple light!

"Every time and time~~~" A sharp sound, the dozens of red plum sword lights in front of the head were pierced by the purple flying sword, turning into pieces of bright red falling down! The sword light on the purple flying sword actually turned into a purple thread in the red plum, bypassing many red plums and stabbing towards the eyebrows of the sword friend!

"Ah?? The spirit-killing flying knife?" But I felt an unparalleled sharp pain in my eyebrows. My swordsman suddenly remembered something and shouted in surprise.

"Hahaha~" Under the purple light, another short and sharp-mouthed monkey-like monkey-like monkey was Luan Jiansheng, a golden elixir monk from Yongyi Sect. He was holding a palm-sized gourd in his hand! The purple light was released from the unveiled gourd!

"Hmph~How could it be the spirit-killing flying knife?" Liao Jianyou waved his hand, and his fists also turned into dozens, each of which was like a meteor, facing the waves of heavy water, and shouting casually.

The sword friend suddenly realized that the sword technique in his hand activated, and the many red plums flew mysteriously again, cutting the purple thread cruising among the red plums!

"Yes, it's just an imitation magic weapon!" Seeing that the spirit-slaying flying knife was easily broken by the Hongmei Sword, the swordsman also breathed a long sigh and sneered, "If you could activate the real spirit-slaying flying knife, you would have been a late-stage cultivator, right? Why am I ambushing here and attacking us and other illusion swordsmen?"

"Hahaha~ Why do you need a real spirit-slashing flying knife to deal with you two illusion swordsmen?" Luan Jiansheng laughed loudly. The purple light in the gourd flew out again, and circled around dozens of red plums that had already flew beside Luan Jiansheng!

"Papapapapapa~" The successive sounds were like candle flowers bursting at night. The sword flower that could easily kill the foundation-building monks was actually destroyed under the purple light! Only a three-foot-long flying sword was left!

"Silk~" The sword friend couldn't help but take a breath. He knew in his heart that his flying sword was indeed half inferior to the spirit-slaying flying knife, and he was afraid that he was really not his opponent!

The sword friend looked at Liao Jianyou again. Although there were many transformed fists, it was not as solid as the previous fist, which was not satisfactory to resist Jiang Shan’s innate heavy water!

"Let's go~" The sword friend of Guan waved his hand. The Red Mei sword flying general came back. The sword friend of Guan was flickering with sword splendor, and his whole body condensed into a giant sword, and he flew over to the previous glacier!

"Hahaha, at this point, do you still want to escape?" Pang Chongtian laughed when he saw this. He waved his hand and sacrificed the broken Bagua flag again. Eight balls of light that were slightly dim roaring, rotating and blocking the sword friend!

"Ignorance!" The sword friend sneered, as if the sound of a golden drum was coming out. The giant sword pierced into the eight groups of light.

"Fellow Daoist Luan, help me!" The sharp sword energy of the giant sword pierced into the Bagua Banner, and the eight groups of light seemed messy. Pang Chongtian was very anxious and had to ask for help immediately!

"Look at me!" Luan saw Sheng's body move with the sound and threw the purple gourd in his hand. The spirit-slashing flying knife immediately flew out of the mouth of the upside-down gourd, turning into a swimming fish, and stabbed extremely quickly at the flying sword transformed by the sword friend!

But seeing that the spirit-slashing flying knife had not yet flew closer, the murderous aura that only pressed the sword spirit was forced into the flying sword. The giant sword shaking a few times, and the swordsmen could no longer maintain the shape of the flying sword and showed their tall figure!

Shock flashed in the eyes of the sword friend Guan’s eyes. Without even enough to deal with the Bagua Flag, he waved his hand and Hongmei Duoduo once again blocked the spirit-slaying flying knife.

"Friend Feng Jian, Friend Yu Jian, if you don't come out again, Guan is really helpless!" The friend of Jian Guan also smiled bitterly at this time, looked around, and shouted in a low voice.

"Oh?" These words were heard. Not only Luan Jiansheng was shocked, but also Pang Chongtian was also shocked! This surprise was simply... like seeing a joke that was so funny!

"Hahaha~ You are still playing tricks when you die. Don't you think it's funny?" Pang Chongtian didn't feel that after his secret tricks, the sword cultivator would have the means to deal with it!

However, it was just Pang Chongtian's voice that came to the ground, but when he saw a gust of wind blew over the sky, two birds and cultivators slapped their wings with dozens of feet high and rushed down quickly! The arrogant and unruly voice also sounded: "Gaga~ It's just a few little kids, Guan Peng, can't you deal with it now?"

"Younger is no better than two seniors!" Guan Peng urged the Hongmei Sword and tried his best to resist the spirit-slaying flying knife, but he smiled, "These are three golden elixir monks. Their magic weapon is to restrain our flying swords, so we still need the help of two seniors!"

"Woo~" The first bird cultivator flashed his wings, and the powerful wind sound flew out from under his wings. The countless wind blades that could cut through the ice pounced on Luan Jiansheng and Pang Chongtian like a storm.

The bird cultivator behind him was even more powerful. A faint blue light flashed between his wings. The abundant aquatic aura of heaven and earth on the glacier immediately condensed. As the wings swung and the wind blade slapped down, huge magic power seemed to be condensed in the ice particles!

"Let's go~" Pang Chongtian originally wanted to sacrifice the Bagua Flag again, but his divine thoughts swept over and realized the power of the wind blade and ice drops. Until his Bagua Flag might not be able to stop it, he shouted in a hurry, his body had already shaken, and he flew towards the south!

Pang Chongtian is gone, how dare Jiang Shan and Luan Jiansheng stay again?

Each of them collected magic weapons and activated the flying technique and followed them and fled!

What's even more luck is that the three of them surrounded Guan Peng and Liao Jianyou. The two Feng Jianyou and Yu Jianyou of the Qin Xiu attacked from high altitude again, and there was a gap for them to escape!

"Chasing~" Faced with the escape of the monk, the swordsmen never despised them. The wind sword friends and the rain sword friends swelled their wings, and their bodies were like streams of light, chasing the three of them!

Guan Peng was a little hesitant. The battle situation where the divine thoughts swept across the glacier, and he swept the divine thoughts within dozens of miles...

"Oh?" But Guan Peng's divine thoughts swept across the east side and stopped slightly. Then his face showed ease again, and he didn't hesitate to go up a little, and swept to other places again. When he saw that there was no special monk within dozens of miles, he shook his body and chased after him on the Red Plum Sword!

"Ah????Swordsman of the Illusion Sword!" On the Liuyun Flying Boat dozens of miles away, Guan Peng's divine consciousness was temporarily locked by Xiao Hua and Li Zongbao! The powerful divine consciousness was not enough to indicate that a sword cultivator with the strength of the Golden Pill saw them!
Chapter completed!