Three days have passed.

At this time, Qingsong and others had already left. I believe they were safe now, Feng Xuan thought to himself.

"Here, Potian, you will be smarter later." Suddenly, Feng Xuan seriously asked Potian Dao, who was still closed with his eyes.

Hearing Feng Xuan's words, Potian immediately opened his eyes and looked at Xuanxing's seclusion room with some concern.

"Huh? Why is there no one?" In a moment, nearly twenty people appeared above the yard where Feng Xuan was. The person in the leader said a little strangely.

Releasing his spiritual sense, he finally found Feng Xuan and Potian in the backyard.

"Come with me." The man waved to the person behind him.

"Who are you? Where are Xuanxing and Luosuo?" The man asked loudly to Feng Xuan.

"We don't know the two people you mentioned." Feng Xuan found that among the people who came, the only one who was in the early stage of the fusion, there were two cultivation levels in the divine stage. The rest were all cultivation levels in the out-of-body stage and the Nascent Soul stage. He was not afraid, but Potian was a little troublesome, and there was also Xuanxing who was still in seclusion. If he didn't leave the seclusion, the three of them might have to finish playing today!

Since Feng Xuan explored and practiced to the out-of-body stage, his attack power has become much stronger, and he himself doesn't know why this is.

"Hmph! Still pretending! Who is the person in the secret room? If I guess correctly, he will be Xuanxing." The man's spiritual sense had already discovered Xuanxing who was practicing.

"Since you know, then let's do it." Feng Xuan rushed towards the man.

"You guys deal with that boy." The man ordered, and after saying that, he rushed towards Feng Rong.

With a loud "bang", Feng Xuan and the man floated back several hundred meters. This move made the two evenly match.

"Huh?" The man was a little surprised, because his cultivation level was one level higher than the opponent, but he just tied with him. Although he didn't give his all, I believe that the man did not use his all. He put away his contempt and did not dare to underestimate Feng Xuan, who was in the late stage of distraction in front of him, and released his armor and flying sword.

Through the temptation just now, Feng Xuan confirmed that he could deal with the person in front of him, and finally lit up his armor and flying sword.

"Fellow Taoist, you still have time to leave now. We just need to take Xuanxing away." The man was not sure that he could win Feng Xuan at this time. Through the palm-to-handed touch, he believed that even if he won Feng Xuan, he would be injured.

"Haha, that's my friend. If you want to take him away, you can pass this level first."

"Since that's the case, don't blame us, go ahead!" The man actually called two cultivators from the divine stage behind him to deal with Feng Xuan together.

Feng Xuan didn't expect that the man would ask someone to work together to siege him. His cultivation level was higher than that of him, and he even wanted to beat him up in groups. This was something Feng Xuan couldn't believe.

"Go!" Feng Xuan controlled the flying sword to attack the man, and rushed towards one of his own divine distraction stages.

"Be careful!" The man saw Feng Xuan rushing towards the man and quickly reminded him that he knew Feng Xuan's attack power.

"Hmph..." The man groaned and quickly fell down, because Feng Xuan's palm had already caused him to suffer a lot of injuries. Although the man reminded him, he was so close to Feng Xuan that he had no time to dodge.

Feng Xuan also breathed a sigh of relief. Only these three people present could pose a threat to him. Now that he injured one of them, his pressure was relieved a lot.

"Friends Daoist skill." Although the man said this, his face was not good-looking. Of course, his attack did not stop.

This time the man learned his lesson, and he would restrain Feng Xuan, while the other man waited for an opportunity to interfere with Feng Xuan. In this way, Feng Xuan's attack was suppressed by the two of them.

"Hmph, there is a single one!" Feng Xuan flew out dozens of meters to avoid the man's sneak attack, and said to the head of the man in anger.

"Hmph, I see you will be arrogant later." The man ignored Feng Xuan's excitement at all, and still cooperated with the man tacitly to attack Feng Xuan.

The man's flying sword rushed towards Feng Xuan, and Feng Xuan had to use his flying sword to resist the attack. "Ding..." a crisp sound, "Hmph... Spiritual weapon!" Feng Xuan groaned, and his flying sword was destroyed.

"Haha, I see how long you can hold on." The man controlled his flying sword again.

Feng Xuan was a little worried now. He didn't expect that the other party had a spiritual weapon. His best magic weapon was the flying sword of the best treasure weapon just now, but now it has become a fragment, his mind has been affected to a certain extent, and he has no magic weapon to attack.

Feng Xuan was struggling to fly in the air and dodge his attack.

And here on Potian.

Potian tightly guarded the door of Xuanxing's secret room where he was in seclusion, and sacrificed his armor and flying swords.

"Boy, do you want to fight us?" Someone laughed at Potian's overestimation. Indeed, Potian only has the Nascent Soul stage cultivation level, so how can he be the opponent of the other party?

"Ah...you..." The man pointed at Potian, looked at Potian with disbelief on his face, and finally fell to the ground.

Blood kept coming out of the man's dantian, and the flying sword in Potian's hand seemed to have a trace of blood on it. No one present saw Potian moving, but he felt a metallic luster flashing in front of him, so they all looked at the flying sword in Potian's hand.

"Spiritual weapon!" The people of Tianling Sect were shocked, but immediately they all showed a greedy expression, not saddened by the death of their companions just now.

The flying sword in Potian's hand was specially refined for him by Xuanxing more than ten years ago. It is also a top-grade spiritual weapon. Even his armor is a top-grade spiritual weapon. Xuanxing spent some effort on his treasure apprentice, and the magic weapons he gave Potian were the best.

Because the spiritual weapon was refined, the naked eye could not tell that it was a spiritual weapon, so these people did not realize that the flying sword in Potian's hand was a spiritual weapon at first, and the same was true for Feng Xuan's situation.

So a melee began. Since Potian practiced the Condensation Yuan Jue, his real cultivation should be in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. With two spiritual weapons, even those who had the Out-of-body stage cultivation could not do anything to him. Those people from the Tianling Sect had no hope of spiritual weapons at this time. They could not do anything to Potian, who had two spiritual weapons to protect him. They were now chased and killed by Potian! Potian was much luckier than Feng Xuan. Feng Xuan didn’t even have a magic weapon now, but Potian had two spiritual weapons. Feng Xuan was now chased by two people, but Potian was chasing more than a dozen people to attack, and people were constantly dying at Potian’s hands. Potian was so relaxed because he had a good master!

Potian did not notice at this time that the person with the distraction stage of the God-Split stage who was injured by Feng Xuan at the beginning and fell to the ground was approaching him.

"You all deserve to die!" Potian gritted his teeth and said hatred. After saying that, he pierced a man's dantian with one sword, and the man didn't even run out of the Nascent Soul.

Just as he was about to attack the next person, Potian felt that something was hit in his head, and then Potian felt that his spiritual consciousness was constantly dissipating.

I saw a man behind Potian snatching his flying sword into his hand, and then released his Samadhi True Fire to refine the spiritual consciousness left by Potian in the flying sword, and satisfiedly took the flying sword into his storage ring.

At this moment, Potian collapsed weakly on the ground.

"Potian!" Feng Xuan in the sky just saw Potian chasing people and killing him, but unexpectedly he fell down in a blink of an eye and flew down quickly.

I promised Potian to stay at that time. If something happened to Potian, how could I explain to Xuanxing?

Feng Xuan fell down and held Potian in his arms. Before he could see Potian's injuries, Feng Xuan felt a pain in his back! He saw a flying sword with blood passing through his chest.

"Haha, aren't you very powerful? Why don't you move now?" The man in the lead said with a blue face.

"You bunch of trash! So many people have died against a boy in the Nascent Soul stage." The man looked at the corpses of seven or eight disciples of the Tianling Sect lying underground and cursed angrily.

"Elder Du, this is that kid's spiritual weapon." The man with the divine stage cultivation level handed the flying sword of Potian to Elder Du.

"Yeah." Elder Du took the flying sword and put it away. His originally ugly face also looked much better.

"Elder Du, what should we do with these two people?"

"What should we do? They have caused us to suffer such heavy casualties! Of course we have to kill them, kill them!!" Elder Du's face turned pale again after seeing a little.

I brought seventeen people, but now there are only nine people left, and a few of them are injured. I am very dissatisfied with this battle.

"The miscellaneous things of Tianling Sect! No one of you can leave today!" A cold voice came into the ears of Elder Du and others.

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