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Chapter 1411 Strong battles!

"Your opponent is me!" The person coming was none other than Ming Tian.

"You?" Old man Tianyi's face darkened.

Ming Tian looked at the old man Tianyi proudly, "That day on Putuo Mountain, I wanted to fight with you, but the timing was not right, so I missed it. Today I happened to ask Taoist Tianyi for advice on two moves!"

"Humph, get lost, you are no match for me!" Old man Tianyi became even more arrogant. Mingtian was only in the early stage of the Immortal Realm. Although Tianyi could feel threatened by him, he was not afraid of him.

"You won't know until you try it if you are an opponent!" Mingtian's face twitched violently, and he struck Tianyi with his sword in the air.

Tianyi had been on guard for a long time. The pure mutton-fat jade bottle appeared in the palm of his hand. He pulled out the wicker from the bottle. When his true energy was activated, the wicker turned into a wooden stick and he whipped it towards Mingtian.

During this trip to Qingyun Mountain, for the sake of safety, old man Tianyi also brought the Zhenshan Jing Bottle from Putuo Mountain.

A shadow of a staff flew in the sky, and instantly blocked Ming Tian's heavy sword. Ming Tian held up a sword flower and turned it into several afterimages. He used an exquisite sword technique. The countless sword shadows were like cages,

Old man Tianyi was surrounded.

Old man Tianyi was secretly anxious in his heart. If Ao Qing didn't help him, the situation would definitely not be optimistic. At this time, Ao Qing was tied up in his heart. Although he was sure of defeating Ming Tian in front of him, it was definitely not a matter of three moves and two moves.

When everyone saw that old man Tianyi was being held back, they were extremely anxious. If these two masters were captured, no one would dare to think deeply about the consequences.

"drink!"

With a shocking shout, a black tasseled spear passed through the sky and directly hit the thousands of sword lights that trapped old man Tianyi. The sword lights cage was smashed into pieces.

"Tianyi, go help Ao Qing. Leave this place to me!" A black figure stepped on the clouds and grabbed the black-tasseled spear in his hand.

"Bear force mad?"

Old man Tianyi turned around and saw that the person who came was Luojiashan Xiong Likuang.

Looking at each other in silence, old man Tianyi nodded silently, turned around and flew straight towards Ao Qing and the two who were fighting.

Putuo Mountain and Luojia Mountain both belong to the Guanyin sect. They have been entangled for thousands of years, and no one surrenders to the other. Old man Tianyi and Xiong Bo are not immune to this. However, this is an extraordinary period and they face powerful enemies. They must put aside the differences between the two factions.

resentment.

"Tian Yixiu, leave!"

Mingtian didn't want old man Tianyi to help Ao Qing, so when he saw Tianyi running away, he immediately wanted to stop him, but Uncle Xiong stopped his way with his spear.

"Let's have some fun!" Uncle Xiong smiled. He knew that his strength was not as good as Tianyi's, so he was willing to stay and be the obstacle.

A cold light flashed in Mingtian's eyes, "Shall we play? I think it's better for everyone to play together!"

"Black Dragon, where is Changfeng!"

Mingtian shouted loudly, and immediately two black shadows flew out from the Mingtian Sword Sect's camp. They were the two elders of the Mingtian Sword Sect who were in the early stage of the Immortal Realm.

"What, do you want to start a group fight? You're here just in time. Grandpa Xiong, my hands have been itchy for a long time!" Uncle Xiong looked at the three people in front of him, his whole body filled with fighting spirit. His eyes actually showed a long-lost bloodthirsty impulse.

"Uncle Xiong!"

"senior!"

Seeing that Uncle Xiong was surrounded, Luojiashan and many people present were eager to come up and help.

Uncle Xiong shouted from a distance, "No one is allowed to come over. I can handle it!"

Now it is just a battle between strong men. If everyone swarms up, this battle between strong men will immediately turn into a melee. Although there are not a few Penglai monks gathered in Qingyun Mountain, and there are several immortals from Taishang Sword Sect among them.

Strong, but after all, everyone belongs to different sects, and in battle they are absolutely no match for the Mingtian Sword Sect, which is united in spirit.

"Arrogant, I want to see how you can stop me!" Ming Tian shouted sternly and winked at the two elders of Heilong Changfeng, wanting to avoid Uncle Xiong and go to help Emperor Ming.

The two elders, Black Dragon and Changfeng, immediately used their long swords to surround Uncle Xiong, trying to restrain Uncle Xiong. Unexpectedly, the sword blade passed by and Uncle Xiong's figure suddenly disappeared.

"Isn't it easy to stop you?" When Uncle Xiong appeared, he was already standing in front of Mingtian. The tip of the spear in his hand was pressed less than a foot in front of Mingtian's neck. If it was Mingtian,

If you take one more step forward, you will definitely get a transparent hole in your neck.

Ming Tian's eyes flashed fiercely, and his whole body burst with infinite murderous intent. Black Dragon and Changfeng rushed over immediately, forming a triangle and surrounding Uncle Xiong in the middle.

"This old bear's strength is not inferior to mine!"

Ming Tian did not dare to underestimate the demon cultivator in front of him who seemed to be only at the martial arts golden elixir level. Before coming to Penglai, he had already clearly understood the various factions in Penglai. He knew that there was a demon cultivator in Luojia Mountain who had fought alone.

The two masters of Immortal Realm are quite powerful.

"Beat me, old bear, and you can pass!" Uncle Xiong pointed his spear slantingly and smiled jokingly, as if he didn't take Ming Tian and the others seriously.

With Uncle Xiong dragging Mingtian back, old man Tianyi and Ao Qing soon gathered together. The three of them fought in the sky. Only lightning and thunderstorms could be seen in the clouds, roaring incessantly. It was not clear who had the upper hand and who had the lower hand.

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"You will pay the price for your arrogance!" The long sword in Mingtian's hand bloomed with a cold light, and he squeezed out a few words through his teeth. It was obvious that he was suppressing the anger in his chest.

Although he had great confidence in the strength of Hades Emperor before, after all, Hades Emperor had just descended to the realm and gained a physical body for the first time. It was not yet known to what extent his strength had recovered. He had not seen whether he could withstand the siege of the two masters Ao Qing and Tianyi.

Even though Emperor Hades took action, he didn't know how strong Emperor Hades was.

Therefore, although Emperor Hades had previously released a message for Ao Qing to find helpers at will, but now Emperor Underworld was besieged by two masters, he had no confidence in his heart and was anxious to go to help. He immediately headed towards the battle with the two elders of Black Dragon Changfeng.

Uncle Xiong surrounded and killed him.

The three of Mingtian are all peerless experts in the Immortal Realm, and Mingtian's strength is even more extraordinary than that of the early-stage Immortal Realm experts. All three of them use magic swordsmanship, and every move is full of demonic energy and murderous intent.

, the sky is filled with Ling Lie’s murderous aura.

Xiong Bo's Eighty-nine Yuan Gong, which is a skill that makes you more courageous the more you fight, but at this time, it had to be forced by the three of them to just defend. If it was a one-on-one fight, Ming Tian was definitely not Xiong Bo's opponent.

But with the addition of the two elders, Black Dragon Changfeng, Uncle Xiong was a little overwhelmed.

Mingtian's swordsmanship is exquisite and extraordinary. It uses all offensive methods and completely relies on offense to defend. Every move and every style is made completely natural, and there is no flaw at all.

The spear in Uncle Xiong's hand danced like a windmill, and the sky was full of shadows of spears and swords. He made hundreds of moves in an instant. The residual power of the battle frightened everyone far away in Qingyun Peak. Faced with such a powerful force,

They only feel that they are as weak as an ant. (To be continued...)


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