On the third day when the army besieged the city, a group of elders and disciples in Qingcheng were suffering from the departure of the elders of the medicine hall.

Li Xiuyuan was in the big tent at the foot of the mountain, guarding a pot of spiritual tea and tormenting himself in the strong spring breeze.

At this time in previous years, he would either be admiring the flowers in the apricot orchard in Loulan, or making wine on Luoxia Mountain, but this spring he was waiting at the foot of the mountain in Qingcheng, waiting for the last moment to come.

Xiao Hei didn't care. For him, as long as his brother said something, the two of them would just rush up the mountain just like they did outside Ding'an City.

If you're not convinced, just do it.

Nalan Yu led thousands of forbidden troops, and before noon, they dug a large pit at the foot of the mountain and piled the dug soil in the area surrounded by the forbidden troops.

Inadvertently, an additional layer of protection was provided to the heavy slave camp.

Even if a big rock falls from the mountain, I am no longer afraid of hurting my brother.

Since he was an eagle, Li Xiuyuan would not let the elder disciples on the mountain have an easy time. From time to time, he would go out of the tent and shoot a few arrows. The paper tied to the arrows simply said: "You only have the last day left."

Focusing on attacking the heart, he wanted to put the entire Qingcheng into a state of panic and make more Qingcheng disciples leave the sect.

Xiao Hei was lying on the bed dreaming, while Nalan Yu took the imperial army to the river to wash up and wash away the mud on his body.

There were only three hundred forbidden troops guarding the bottom of the mountain, watching nervously on the mountain to prevent someone from suddenly rushing into the card.

Although Li Xiuyuan, who was guarding a pot of spiritual tea, asked Nalan Yu to lead the imperial army to dig a big hole, he had no intention of letting them charge into the battle.

In his opinion, it was enough for Nalan to lead Da Hui to block the intersection, and leave the rest to himself and Xiao Hei.

After all, this is not the paradise of Shura Heaven, and it is not worth his effort to face it.

If it weren't for the reason of the Beihai battlefield, he and Xiao Hei would attack directly, why would he put so much thought into it? Give a group of elders and disciples three days to make a choice?

Just as I was exerting my strength, a whirlwind suddenly came from the mountain outside the big tent.

Li Xiuyuan felt bad, someone dared to attack the camp in broad daylight? He put down the book in his hand and rushed out.

I saw a man in black already standing five feet away from the tent, with a long sword pointed at him quietly.

This is an old man in black clothes who is less than fifty years old. His black hair has been dyed with a hint of white frost.

A thin face with an angry expression.

He looked at Li Xiuyuan and shouted: "Boy, call your Imperial Master out and see how I take his life!" After saying that, a cold sword energy locked Li Xiuyuan as he walked out of the tent.

"Who are you? I don't know you! What do you want when you break into the military camp in broad daylight?"

Li Xiuyuan did not answer his question, but looked at him coldly and said, "Is it possible that the leader of Qingcheng has rushed to die?"

The visitor was anxious, looked at him and said coldly: "So you are the national preceptor of the Five Regions Dynasty. You are really a guy who doesn't know whether to live or die!"

"That's right, I am Chen Yongji, the elder of Qingcheng. I followed Elder Su to kill your secret guards of the Forbidden Army for a hundred years, so what?"

The Chen Yongji in front of him was already at the sixth level of transcending tribulation, which was a top-notch practitioner in the entire Five Realms Dynasty.

He never expected that the national master of the Five Realms Dynasty was really just a mortal with no cultivation.

And it seemed that there was no powerful expert protecting him. It was a God-given opportunity that would never come again.

So, after he introduced his identity, without waiting for Li Xiuyuan's reply, he transformed into a whirlwind and rushed over with his sword, intending to behead him with one strike.

In order to fight quickly, he even concentrated all his power and released the aura of transcending the tribulation realm, just to absolutely suppress Li Xiuyuan and prevent him from crying out for help.

Li Xiuyuan, who was standing outside the tent, felt his hair stand on end. When the danger came, he saw Chen Yongji rushing towards him quickly and had to take two steps back.

He turned his sleeves and held an ordinary iron sword in his hand.

To deal with the person in front of you, there is no need to take out the Shura Sword.

I saw Chen Yongji coming with his sword drawn. The long sword in his hand made a whistling sound and suddenly slashed towards Li Xiuyuan's chest!

Li Xiuyuan injected the power of his physical body into his feet, and his body suddenly moved backwards. The moment the long sword approached, he had already retreated ten feet away.

The sword light shone, and Chen Yongji, the elder of Qingcheng, followed Li Xiuyuan like a shadow, and the long sword in his hand passed by Li Xiuyuan's chest.

For fear of alarming the elders in the military camp who would come out to rescue him, he even gave up attacking from a distance.

Instead, he chose to attack closely, flying up and down with a long sword, just to behead the imperial master in front of him as quickly as possible.

Then he left quietly.

However, Li Xiuyuan didn't want to end the battle with one sword. Anyway, he was idle. He wanted to play a game of cat and mouse.

It's just that as an elder of Qingcheng, Chen Yongji's swordsmanship is extremely strange. His steps are like loaches slithering around. His swordsmanship is mainly stabbing, which is very convenient to use in the military camp.

The bright sword light came down from above, like a life-threatening lightning bolt, stabbing towards Li Xiuyuan.

Li Xiuyuan did not expect that his opponent would suddenly accelerate, and Chen Yongji even more unexpectedly did not expect that the seemingly thin National Master in front of him would actually dodge his two fatal swords.

No wonder he dared to lead an army to surround Qingcheng. He was once again angered by Li Xiuyuan in front of him.

Li Xiuyuan, who had retreated two feet, suddenly stopped. The iron sword in his hand was placed across his chest. He could no longer retreat. If he retreated further, he would enter the tent.

And he didn't want to wake up Xiao Hei who was sleeping.

So he moved his steps wrongly, the power of both arms merged into the sword body, and he clenched the fingers of his left hand into a fist. Before using the sword to cut the snow, he punched out without mercy!

Fuhu Luohan Fist, one move will subjugate the tiger!

"Boom!" a sound sounded.

He punched out, making a scream that broke through the air, knocking Chen Yongji's long sword away, and punched him on the shoulder. The opponent let out a muffled sound, and the flesh and blood on his shoulder were blurred, and a line of blood spattered away.

Chen Yongji did not expect that his opponent's seemingly weak punch actually contained powerful force.

Before the long sword in his hand could hit his opponent, he injured his shoulder due to the force of his body...

However, he is a monk in the realm of transcending tribulation, so why would he care about the injury on his shoulder?

I saw him holding Jing Lei with his sword, and at the moment when he flew backwards, he struck out a fatal blow towards Li Xiuyuan!

But at this time, Li Xiuyuan punched out. He was in the air, his strength was exhausted, and he was unable to resist the opponent's life-threatening sword.

As a result, he had to take back the iron sword in his hand and put it across his chest. In an instant, he stopped Chen Yongji's sword from stabbing his chest.

Then, while flying backwards, he kicked hard on the ground and ejected again into a bolt of lightning.

Chen Yongji didn't want to give him a chance to breathe, so he rushed forward and stabbed the opponent in front of him again with the sword in his hand.

Yes, the long swords in the hands of the two met directly in the air, and under the huge impact, only a "click!" was heard.

The long swords in their hands were broken into several pieces. Finally, it was discovered that the swords in their hands were not swords.

However, breaking the sword cannot stop the two of them, just like opening a bow without a turning arrow!

So the two met in mid-air, then threw away the broken swords in their hands, and punched their opponents with all their strength!

"Boom!" Another huge sound sounded!

The two people in mid-air flew backwards one after another. The difference was that Li Xiuyuan flew backwards five feet away, while Elder Qingcheng, who was at the sixth level of transcending tribulation, flew several dozen feet back.

Like a leaf blown down by a strong wind.

Chen Yongji flew backwards, his chest felt as if he was hit hard by a huge stone. Li Xiuyuan's punch was even more powerful than the previous one, and the opponent was knocked out hard!

I saw an arrow of blood splashing in the air.

Before Li Xiuyuan could rush forward, Chen Yong, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, knew that he was no match for the seemingly mortal Imperial Master in front of him, and turned into a wisp of smoke, trying to roll up to Qingcheng.

In the military camp, figures flashed for a moment.

As the loud noise of fighting came, Nalan Yu, who had just returned from the river, looked at what was happening in front of him and showed a shocked expression.

I was stunned and speechless for a moment. Where did the man in black in front of me come from?

Li Xiuyuan, standing in the wind, frowned slightly, stretched out his iron bow in his hand, and placed an iron arrow on the bowstring.

While Nalan Yu was stunned, there was a sound of "Buzz!" and a black lightning flew towards the black shadow on the mountain road.

A scream of "Ah!" rang out on the mountain road below Qingcheng. Chen Yongji, the elder of the sixth level of Tribulation, failed to sneak attack on the imperial master and was shot dead on the mountain road instead.

Li Xiuyuan didn't even use his sword to cut the snow, but only punched it twice with his physical body. He was seriously injured and had to flee to Qingcheng Mountain.

Coupled with a talisman arrow that penetrated the clouds and mist, he was immediately shot dead on the mountain road.

"Xiao Hei, cut off his head and throw it in the main hall of Qingcheng."

Seeing Xiao Hei who had arrived late and flew out of the tent, Li Xiuyuan said coldly that he wanted to kill the chicken to show the monkey!

Before I took action, you came to sneak attack first!

In his opinion, it was time to set up two large formations in front of the heavy slave camp going down the mountain and in the military camp. It was necessary to be on guard against others.

"Look at me! Brother, I'm going!"

Xiao Hei let out a cheer and flew up the mountain road like a bolt of lightning. From a distance, Nalan Yu's shout came: "Xiao Hei, be careful."

Then he ran all the way to Li Xiuyuan, held his hand and looked at him for a long time, and said, "Master, are you okay? How did that guy rush down the mountain?!"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said calmly: "With his cultivation level, Chongsuying cannot stop him."

In his opinion, not to mention the heavy slave camp, two large formations must be set up on the mountain road to prevent the elders of the Tribulation Realm from suddenly launching a charge.

Thinking about it, I was still careless.

Nalan Yu nodded lightly, patted his chest and said, "That's right. With the skill of that guy just now, I'm afraid I won't be able to benefit from him. Do you want my help?"
To be continued...