Lu Ruochang himself knew that if there was another Jindan monk blocking him, he would probably not be able to even transform a sword!

Behind the tens of thousands of sword cultivators, under the dark night sky, the raindrops that seemed to connect the heaven and earth made strange white, and there were wailing from time to time, and there were bursting sounds from time to time, but there were no traces of Taoist cultivators chasing them!

Lu Ruochang knew that this was the most real situation, but she still felt lucky in her heart. However, this lucky luck was strangled by her as soon as it was born, and said, "Sister Ruoling, the monks of the Dao Sect have now won a great victory. They killed us in such a tragic situation. They... with a little brain... will never chase again..."

Ruoling naturally knew that the monks could not pursue him, but just wanted to comfort Lu Ruochang. He curled his lips and said with a smile: "Who knows? During this sword cultivator battle, the golden elixirs in the Heavenly City Council Hall did so many unknown things, and even if they died, they didn't know how many monks were dead! Even if they chased him, even if they were really the head of the Jurass beast, this sword believed it!"

"Hahaha~" Lu Ruochang felt warm in his heart and couldn't help laughing. The smile was extremely beautiful, like the blooming of a crystal clear ice sculpture on the iceberg...

"Lu...Lu Jianjia...the monks...the monks really...they chased after them..." Zhu Chengye, who was several feet away from them, did not want to participate in the conversation between the two female swordsmen. He complained to Lu Ruochang in his heart, but just as he couldn't help but shout in shock when he looked back.

"How is that possible??" Lu Ruochang really couldn't believe it, but she couldn't help but look back. When she saw the dark night sky just now, the light of some magic weapons flashed, an absolutely incredible feeling surged in her heart, "This... is really... incredible!"

Lu Ruochang can no longer express it in words!

How stupid are the monks of the Taoist sect? Are they so greedy for merit? Are they so cruel and ruthless?

Can you blame the cultivators of the Taoist sect?

Just as Heng Ming was hesitating, Ji Hong, Chengye Sect, frowned and looked at the two people standing in the air with a frown, and said anxiously: "Fellow Daoist Heng Ming, the sword cultivator has escaped from the formation of all directions. Why are you still being stunned here?"

Speaking of this, he seemed to have woken up and said to Xiong Huasong: "Can you have a backup plan for this magic circle?"

"Backhand? Xiong is using all the methods!" Xiong Huasong smiled bitterly, "Xiong's formation was defeated by Lu Ruochang!"

"Then why don't you chase me quickly!" Ji Hong said angrily, "The sword cultivator is now the frightened bird. We are going to rush our troops north and kill it without leaving any armor!"

"This... isn't it right?" Heng Ming narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "It's a principle that the enemy is not chasing forever! Moreover, the depth of the sword tomb is even deeper than our cultivators. If we kill more sword cultivators, our Taoist sect's cultivators will lose more! It's not worth the loss!"

"Hmph, do you wait to chase me? I will chase me! I don't care about my life. I need this bitch's dog head today!!" Ji Hong was angry and said loudly, "You haven't seen the death of fellow Qian Mo! He was forced to death by Lu Ruochang! He escaped for the peace of our waiting... I am willing to explode myself! I have figured it out that I need to kill Lu Ruochang in this life to avenge my fellow Qian Mo! Today, Lu Ruochang was seriously injured in the Jinde Formation. As long as I see her, I can kill her immediately!"

"Okay!!!" Heng Ming had already waited for Ji Hong's words and hit him with a blow, "Since Fellow Ji has such ambition, and we have such a bloody feud with the swordsman, how can I not be sure of it? Then... For the sake of the death of fellow Dao Mo and for the tens of thousands of fallen disciples, I gave the order. In addition to the injured disciples, the disciples followed my order and went to the depths of the sword tomb... Kill the swordsman! Kill them! They were going to kill them!!"

"Yes, we will take Lu Ruochang's head to pay tribute to the dead fellow godmo!!!" Ji Hong shouted, while Xiong Huasong frowned slightly and whispered, "Lu Ruochang is the leader of the sword cultivator, and it is afraid it will not be easy to kill!"

"Fellow Daoist Xiong, are you scared? Do you want to kill tens of thousands of fallen Taoist disciples in vain?" Ji Hong said coldly, "If you don't go, I won't care about you. With your big array, you will have great credit in hand, so naturally you don't have to go with me!"

"Hahaha, why are you the kind of person who is greedy for life and fear of death?" Xiong Huasong laughed and said, "Let's go, go, let's go, let's go, let's chase you here, and I will kill Lu Ruochang!"

Ji Hong spread his eyebrows and waved his hand, "Chengye Sect disciples, follow his old body to chase the swordsman!"

"Yes~" At this time, only a small number of the disciples of Chengye Sect were backfired by the Jin Destruction Formation and were regulating their breathing. Most of the disciples were in high morale. After hearing what Ji Hong said, they all responded.

Heng Ming was not angry at all when Ji Hong was so overwhelmed by the fact that Hen Ming looked at Xiong Huasong and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiong, you are in charge of this formation of destruction in all directions and issue an order to attack for me!"

"After the order of fellow Taoist Hengming!" Xiong Huasong was not negligent. Although he did not explicitly say that he could pursue the sword cultivator, he really didn't agree with it. The sword cultivator was killed by the magic circle so much. How could he have a chance to get back defeat? When he issued the order, many cultivators from the Dao Sect immediately formed a team and soon chased towards the direction of Lu Ruochang and others' retreat.

Just as Hengming was about to fly up, De Xun of Taiqing Sect flew over and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Hengming, don't chase the enemy!"

Xiong Huasong glanced at him, ignored him, activated his flight technique, and headed towards the disciples lined up!

Heng Ming looked at De Xun who was a little anxious and said "helplessly" what Ji Hong said just now, and said with a wry smile: "I am also forced to this path. If I don't chase him... wouldn't I be sorry for the dead fellow Gan Mo? Moreover, the disciples of Chengye Sect themselves are also dangerous! I... can only chase him!"

"Oh! But after chasing him... it's also dangerous!" De Xun smiled bitterly, just like he was scolding Ji Hong for having long hair and short knowledge!

"Fight the two, take the lightest one!" Heng Ming whispered, "Even if the swordsmen want to counterattack, they are only nearly 70,000 disciples, and we can drown them even if we spit!"

"Forget it! We were also forced into the pirate ship!" De Xun looked at Heng Ming and said in a pun, "For the sake of Yu Lei Sect's death!"

"Yes, sometimes, some things are uncontrollable and have to be done!" Heng Ming nodded, "According to my thoughts, even if the Nascent Soul Master is here, he will make such a decision!"

"Not bad!" De Xun didn't say much, and hurriedly turned around and urged his disciples to chase and kill the sword cultivator. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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