Tai Dao Sect and Piao Xue Sect were also allies at the beginning, so there were frequent exchanges between Dao disciples.
Xu Xiangtian didn't know Lin Zhanpeng, a junior, but he was still very familiar with Liang Qingyu.
In the previous competition, there was no winner or loser between the two.
"How did you become so strong?" Liang Qingyu backed away repeatedly.
However, behind her, other disciples immediately surrounded her, and the overwhelming spells bombarded her in the blink of an eye.
Xu Xiangtian said lightly: "You won't understand what I am capable of."
He felt proud in his heart, and now that he saw his former opponent defeated by his sword, he felt even more arrogant.
Under the siege of everyone, Liang Qingyu gradually became unable to hold on.
She fought and retreated, but the opponent did not give her a chance. Under the continuous bombardment of spells, a trace of blood seeped out of the corner of Liang Qingyu's mouth.
"She is dying, so use all your housekeeping skills." A male disciple suddenly said excitedly, looking at Liang Qingyu with an evil light in his eyes.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Liang Qingyu suddenly took out a talisman from the storage bag.
He pointed and recited the incantation, and the talisman immediately burned, and a white sword light swept across all directions.
The moment this white sword light appeared, the surrounding air was filled with a powerful pressure.
"No, it was a life-saving measure given to her by the Supreme Power." Someone was shocked.
"Why are you panicking?"
Xu Xiangtian sneered and took a gourd from his waist.
The gourd opened, and flames shot out instantly, forming a fire dragon in mid-air.
The sword light and the fire dragon violently bombarded each other, a huge roar swept across all directions, and many people were blown back several steps by the turbulent air waves.
The two spells gradually collided, and they turned out to be Supreme Level spells.
Eventually, the two spells were gradually consumed and slowly dissipated in the air.
Xu Xiangtian suddenly opened another gourd, and an invisible breath suddenly flew towards Liang Qingyu.
Liang Qingyu was shocked and cast a spell to resist.
However, that breath actually passed directly through Liang Qingyu's spell and was inhaled into her body.
"Is this cartilage poisoning?" Liang Qingyu was trembling.
However, in just a moment, Liang Qingyu's body was completely weak and she collapsed on the ground.
"Liang Qingyu, you are just the beginning. I will let everyone in your Piaoxue Sect die without a burial place. Of course, you are lucky. I will spare your life. After all our disciples have enjoyed you,
I will send you back to Piaoxue Sect." A crazy smile flashed across Xu Xiangtian's face.
Piaoxue Sect has made him lose face countless times.
Suddenly, Xu Xiangtian saw a dagger appearing in Liang Qingyu's hand.
"Don't think about committing suicide in front of me." Xu Xiangtian sneered and slapped the dagger away.
Liang Qingyu's face was as pale as paper. She had spent too much mana just now to cast the supreme talisman.
Liang Qingyu's voice was trembling, and her eyes were fixed on Xu Xiangtian: "If my master comes to find you, how do you want to deal with it?"
"It doesn't matter, by then I will have become the Holy Son. Even if your master comes in person and sees me, he will not dare to do anything to me."
Xu Xiangtian stretched out his hand and tried to pull off Liang Qingyu's clothes.
But just when his hand was about to reach out, a cold voice sounded behind him.
"I think you may not be able to become the Holy Son."
On the floor of the silent hall, a crisp sound of footsteps suddenly sounded.
A silver-white fox fur appeared, and Lu Yu strolled in.