A sword light split the space and slashed towards Cui Ling!
That is the sword of the sword cultivator, the sword carries will, the sword power is monstrous, and it is arrogant in the world!
Cui Ling was now fighting one against two. He wanted to kill both the shield cultivator and the sword cultivator, so he had to use both.
He freed up his left hand to resist the sword light, while his right hand continued to smash the pot.
The advantage of dual-tasking is that you can take care of both, sword and shield training at the same time.
The disadvantage is that the power is dispersed, it is a bit incapable of attacking the opponent, and some costs need to be paid.
The sword cultivator's sword can't cut through Cui Ling's punch, but it will be different if it cuts too many times.
The sword cultivator drew his sword faster and faster, slashing one sword after another. Cui Ling's fist power was finally broken, and even his fist was cut with a bloody mark.
However, Cui Ling didn't care about all that. It was nothing if his fist was not exploded.
If he wants to kill the sword cultivator, he must kill the shield cultivator!
Therefore, he would rather be injured by the sword cultivator than attack Fei Long unabated, punching Fei Long with every punch.
boom!
But at this moment, Feilong's cauldron took dozens of punches from Cui Ling and was finally defeated.
"Fat boy, I've knocked both of your pots apart, what else do you have to do to resist? Are you using all your fat body?"
Cui Ling smashed the sword with one punch, then laughed loudly, opened his big hand, and grabbed Fei Long.
He wanted to capture the fat dragon and tear it alive in order to relieve his hatred.
The next moment, his smile stiffened, because Fei Long had two more cauldrons in his hands.
The two big pots were similar to the ones that were scrapped, and both were of high quality.
"Damn it, fat boy, don't you only have two pots?
Why is there still a pot?"
Cui Ling was stunned.
"Your fat master has more than just two pots!"
Fei Long laughed loudly, and with a thought, more than a thousand pots appeared around him, all of them were holy vessels, with high and low quality, and there were dozens of top-notch ones.
"so much!"
Cui Ling was so angry that he almost vomited three liters of blood.
"Smash it, smash it, there are more than a thousand pots, enough for you to smash for a day and a night!"
Fei Long smiled.
"Even if I smash it for three days and three nights, I will smash all your pots!"
Cui Ling was so angry that he took a pill and continued to smash the pot.
Feilong was beaten, but Cui Ling was also beheaded!
Shangguan Jin also took a nine-line Qi-enhancing pill, and then continued to slash with his sword...
Half an hour later, Cui Ling smashed fifty or sixty pots. His strength was a little weak, and the speed of smashing pots also slowed down.
Moreover, Cui Ling's body was also covered in scars, and the swordsman's sword contained will damage, which made him unable to support himself.
On the other hand, the sword cultivator stood behind the fat dragon and only used his sword to kill people, one sword after another, making Cui Ling very embarrassed.
But Feilong was on the front line, but he relied on having more pots. He took turns changing pots to resist the attack, while mocking Cui Ling and trying to stay calm!
After fighting for another half an hour, Cui Ling broke another twenty or thirty pots, but he also had a few sword wounds that were deep enough to show the bones. Finally, he could no longer hold on and was forced to withdraw from the battle.
"good!"
All the Xuantian disciples cheered.
The disciples from Cang Yu all had dark faces, and they didn't know what to say.
Sword cultivators and shield cultivators fight two against one, bullying the few with more.
However, Cui Ling's realm is much higher than that of sword cultivators and shield cultivators, so he bullies the smaller ones.
The advantages of the two cancel each other out!
Normally, Cui Ling could kill a hundred of them at a level like Sword Cultivator and Shield Cultivator!
But Cui Ling was beaten so hard that he quit in embarrassment, which was indeed a bit embarrassing.
I have to say that the sword cultivator's attack is very abnormal, and the shield cultivator's defense is very powerful!
"Still fighting?"
Shangguan would like to ask.
"No need to ask, if he still fights, he won't quit!"
Fei Long smiled.
"Come together and make them both!"
Cui Ling was furious and immediately gave orders to other Cang Yu disciples.
However, thousands of Cang Yu disciples looked at each other, not knowing what to do?
This is the Xuantian Dao Sect, and it is their territory, not their Cang Yu Sect’s territory.
It doesn't matter if you go to the gym to challenge someone, or you can challenge someone to a fight, but if you rush up to fight in a group, it violates the rules of martial arts.
Xuantian Dao Sect has strong men secretly monitoring it, how can they just sit back and watch?
Even if it's a group fight, you can't beat someone else!
Not all the core disciples of Cang Yu Sect came, only a small number, a thousand people.
But all the core disciples of Xuantian Dao Sect have come out, nearly 100,000 people!
Once a fight breaks out, it's not a group fight, it's a group fight!
When Cui Ling gave this order, he completely ignored the actual situation. Either he was kicked in the head by a donkey, or he was too impulsive because of the blood in his head.
"Cui Ling, you can't even beat us two, what qualifications do you have to fight my senior brother Lu Chen?"
Feilong said disdainfully, "My senior brother can kill a hundred of you with just one sword strike. How many lives do you have to die for?"
You are not even a scumbag in front of my senior brother. Go back and practice. If you break through to the God Refining Realm and come back, you may be a bit worth seeing."
"I'm here, I have to wait until Lu Chen shows up!"
Cui Ling calmed down somewhat and stopped mentioning the group fight, but refused to go back.
He has a mission entrusted by the sect, to kill Lu Chen, recover the situation, and avenge Xiahou Wangcheng and Lu Ben!
If he returns empty-handed, he will be punished by the elders. How can he still hang out in Cangyu Sect in the future?
Cui Ling refused to leave, which made Xuantian's disciples a little confused.
These thousands of Cang Yu disciples are not ordinary core disciples. They are all at the Immortal Stage Realm above the High Yuan level, and many of them are at the Half-Step God Refining Realm.
The Xuantian Dao Sect must also leave a stronger force to guard these Cang Yu disciples outside the mountain gate to avoid other troubles.
According to the rules between sects, core disciples versus core disciples!
Then, almost none of the elite core disciples of Xuantian Dao Sect would have to go back. They would have to accompany these Cang Yu disciples to drink the northwest wind outside the mountain gate.
"They are here for Lu Chen, so we, the Fanatic Legion, will stay and the others can go back."
Shangguan Jin said this.
"No, the level of the people in your fanatical legion is too low. It's not safe to stay!"
"That's right, your Fanatic Legion is still in the inner sect and has not been promoted to core disciples yet."
"Core disciples versus core disciples, elites versus elites, these are the rules. We are the ones who want to stay, not your fanatical army!"
Many core disciples of the Xuantian Dao Sect spoke up and disagreed with letting the Fanatic Legion stay without their care.
"When will Lu Chen come back?"
Cui Ling asked while taking the healing pill.
He also wanted to fight quickly and didn't want to wait so long outside the gate of Xuantian Daozong.
"Maybe a month, maybe a year. If you can't wait any longer, you can go back!"
Fei Long said.
"One year, right? Why don't I just wait for one year?"
Cui Ling seemed indifferent on the surface, but in his heart, ten thousand grass and mud horses were running through him.
If Lu Chen really came back after a year, he would have to bite the bullet and wait for a full year, otherwise how would he return to the sect for business?