These people are all swordsmen, they use long swords and fly with swords.
However, many people suffered extremely serious injuries, their bodies were soaked in blood, and their white shirts had completely turned into bloody clothes.
These sword cultivators are protecting a woman in the middle.
The woman has an oval face, sharp eyebrows, and looks very heroic. There is a trace of blood on her fair and jade cheek. She is covered in a blood-stained fox fur, and she is holding a flying sword on her smooth jade legs, with a look of anxiety on her face.
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"Uuuuuu——"
Behind him, there was a strange sound like crying.
Upon hearing this voice, the nerves of several sword cultivators suddenly became tense.
"Miss, I'll hold that monster back, you go first!" An old swordsman next to the woman suddenly turned around and rushed in the opposite direction.
The old sword cultivator had not flown very far when he was immediately overtaken by the ghost behind him.
In the darkness, almost a group of demons danced wildly, with tens of thousands of arms waving back and forth densely, engulfing the old sword cultivator in an instant.
"Ahhh!" From the darkness, the old sword cultivator's shrill scream suddenly came out.
Immediately afterwards, a violent aura swept across all directions. At the critical moment of life and death, he chose to self-destruct to protect his master.
Rumble——
As a huge roar sounded, an extremely violent force immediately swept through the passage of the underground palace.
Tens of thousands of arms were immediately blown away, and the ghosts lurking in the darkness were slightly suppressed. The woman quickly took the opportunity to escape with several sword cultivators.
"Wei Mengting, it turns out it's her." Lu Yu recognized the woman wearing fox fur.
When they were in the Imperial Capital, the Wei family challenged the Zhang family, and Lu Yu helped the Zhang family hold off the battle, and had an encounter with the eldest lady of the Wei family.
It seems that this time, Chang'an's birth attracted a lot of people, even the Wei family from far away in the imperial capital was attracted.
Seeing it, Wei Mengting was about to escape from danger.
But at this moment, a golden handprint suddenly stretched out from the darkness and slapped Wei Mengting fiercely.
There is immeasurable Buddha light on the surface of this golden light mudra, exuding the meaning of holy compassion. It is waved in the air, and the sound of chanting "Namo Amitabha" echoes in all directions.
But it happened that this handprint appeared from among the thousands of ghosts. The Yin Qi echoing in all directions made this golden handprint filled with an evil aura.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The golden handprint is unstoppable.
All the sword cultivators captured by the golden handprint exploded one by one and turned into a ball of blood mist.
Among all monks, sword cultivators are the most ferocious in their attacks. There is a limit to this ferocity. In the face of absolutely powerful power, the methods mastered by sword cultivators pale in comparison.
"Nascent Soul Sword Qi, protect my mind!"
Seeing that the huge golden handprint was about to fall, Wei Mengting suddenly took out a sword talisman and injected mana into it, causing the talisman to burn instantly.
This is a magic weapon given to her by the Wei family.
Generally, core members of the family like Wei Mengting and the masters in the family will use magic power to seal it in magic weapons for these people to use in critical moments.
Whatever is good in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Young geniuses are the most precious treasures of a family. Losing one is an irreparable loss.
The majestic sword energy burst out from the talisman in Wei Mengting's hand, and she rushed towards the giant golden hand.
This was the blow left to Wei Mengting by the Holy Lord of the Sword Pool Holy Land.
The sword energy traveled across the void and struck towards the golden handprint that was about to fall.