Zhang Dongshi put away his sword and said: "You and I are fellow Taoists of Xinnan Road. If I don't kill you, you can leave."
Pei Xiu grinned after hearing this: "You want to kill me too?"
He took out the Wuding gourd and released a beam of red light towards Zhang Dongshi.
Zhang Dongshi shook his head: "This thing can't hurt me."
He reached into his arms, took out the white eyebrow jade mirror and held it up, emitting a white light.
Just a bell rang, the red light was shattered, and Zhang Dongshi was safe and sound.
Pei Xiu gasped when he saw it: "You traitor, you hide so well!"
Zhang Dongshi sneered: "You are used to being arrogant and domineering, and you never take me seriously!"
Pei Xiu gritted his teeth and smashed the Wuding gourd directly on Zhang Dongshi's head.
When Zhang Dongshi saw it, he took a deep breath, stamped his feet, and cheered up. A golden light appeared behind his head, shining on the jade mirror with white eyebrows.
The white-browed jade mirror trembled slightly and emitted a beam of bright white light.
Another bell rang, and the white light hit the Wuding gourd, knocking it to the ground, and the precious light was gone.
Pei Xiu was shaken so much that he held his chest and took three steps back. He pointed at the Wuding gourd on the ground and looked at Zhang Dongshi with horror in his eyes: "You, you, you?"
Zhang Dongshi made a gesture and made the white eyebrow jade mirror shine. When Pei Xiu saw that it was not good, he jumped up and retreated in defeat.
Zhang Dongshi snorted coldly and stepped aside.
Luo Rui shouted: "Zhuang Ruoqing, over the past few hundred years, you have been busy fighting with people everywhere, but you have forgotten to take care of your subordinates' practice. Your cultivation has long since fallen!"
Zhuang Ruoqing clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, then glanced at the immortals coldly.
Yu Shengji raised his Jueshen Sword and stepped forward with an angry look on his face: "Don't be arrogant. Who will fight with me?"
Qi Yuan's eldest disciple Chang Lingjun raised the Yungao Sword and jumped forward: "Thieves, the days of bullying and bullying are coming to an end!"
The two of them looked at each other, their hearts burning with anger, and they were killing each other in one spot. Their swords were intertwined, going back and forth.
Chang Lingjun was not inferior to Yu Sheng. The two of them killed 20 people in a row, and there was no difference between them.
Yu Sheng was shocked and said: "You thieves seem to have been planning this for a long time!"
Chang Lingjun held his head high and said: "Since you started fighting with people everywhere, we have been planning secretly. Of course we have been planning for a long time!"
Yu Sheng gnashed his teeth and cursed: "Brother Zhuang Dao brought stability to the immortals of Xinnan Dao and worked for your welfare, but you are all ambitious and waste your cultivation!"
Chang Lingjun scolded back: "An Ding?
You call this stability?
Do you call attacking Taoist Xuanjian An Ding for no reason?"
Yu Sheng quibbled: "How can everything be done openly and honestly when there is a dispute between Taoist sects?
Didn’t Empress Jin Qiong also go to Guanghanqiu to report this evil?"
Chang Lingjun was disdainful: "You are talking about a dispute between Taoists, you keep saying it is for the immortals of Xinnan Tao, you are just a group of bandits who go around burning, killing and looting!"
When Yu Sheng heard this, he became angry from shame. He stepped forward and stabbed Chang Lingjun in the throat with the Jueshen Sword.
Chang Lingjun tilted his head and dodged easily. He raised his sword and killed Yu Sheng again.
The two fought again, and Chang Lingjun gained the upper hand. Yun Gao raised his sword and stabbed Yu Sheng in the lower abdomen.
Yu Sheng was in pain, took five steps back, stabbed the Jueshen Sword on the ground, and covered the wound with his other hand.
Chang Lingjun said: "Today we will only kill Zhuang Ruoqing, please retreat quickly!"
Yu Sheng refused, stood up straight, reached into his arms, took out the Fu Shen Iron Ruler, held it high, and released a beam of red light towards Chang Lingjun.
When Chang Lingjun saw it, he took off the soul-calling flag from his back, placed it on the ground, and shook it gently.
The soul-calling banner emitted a series of blood-curdling cries, and also emitted a red light, blocking the light from the Fushen Iron Ruler.
Yu Sheng looked at the soul-calling flag in astonishment and asked, "When did you have such a skill?"
Chang Lingjun raised his eyebrows and blinked, cheering up: "I've had it for a long time, just waiting to be used today!"
Yu Sheng knew he was outmatched and retreated.
Chang Lingjun was victorious, raised his head in protest at Zhuang Ruoqing, and returned to the formation.
After losing two games in a row, Zhuang Ruoqing couldn't help but asked angrily: "Who can take the traitor's life?"
Guo Han swung the Five Elements Sword, strode forward, and asked: "Who dares to come and meet me?"
Luo Rui's disciple Pan Qingwen raised the Secret Sword and came forward: "You bandits and villains, if it weren't for my mother's fate and asked me to spare your lives, I would really like to wipe you out!"
After hearing this, Guo Han felt evil in his heart. He raised the Five Elements Sword and stabbed Pan Qingwen in the throat.
Pan Qingwen raised his sword, held the Five Elements Sword, and killed Guo Han at the same place.
Xu Sheng is Zhuang Ruoqing's number one master, and Guo Han has his true biography, which is unmatched by Pan Qingwen.
The two fought for fifteen rounds, and Pan Qingwen gradually fell into a disadvantage and was unable to parry. After another five rounds of fighting, one of them missed guard and was hit by a sword on his arm, which caused blood to flow.
Guo Han shouted: "Suffer death!"
Taking the opportunity, he jumped up, stood up and stabbed Pan Qingwen in the chest with the Five Elements Sword.
Seeing that something was not going well, Pan Qingwen took out the precious-colored golden flag from his arms and waved it, and suddenly it was filled with precious light and colorful colors.
Hearing a buzzing sound, Guo Han pierced the light with his sword. He was shocked and took five steps back. The Five Elements Sword almost fell to the ground.
Pan Qingwen held the golden flag in his hand and stood still.
Guo Han looked at the precious golden flag and frowned: "When did your flag have such power?"
Pan Qingwen smiled crookedly: "It's been there for a long time, it's just that I haven't shown it yet!"
Guo Han gritted his teeth and puffed out his cheeks, raised his right index and middle fingers, held the dragon nail between them, stabilized his mind, and suddenly struck Pan Qingwen between the eyebrows.
Pan Qingwen's precious golden flag wavered, the precious light rose, and another bell rang, knocking the Fulong nail to the ground.
Guo Han turned sideways and took half a step back, exclaiming: "How is that possible?"
Pan Qingwen raised the treasure-colored golden flag high and sent a treasure light to Guo Han.
Guo Han had no other means, so he jumped up and retreated in defeat.
Pan Qingwen also retreated into the formation.
Luo Rui asked Zhuang Ruoqing: "Four defeats in four battles, what can you say?"
Zhuang Ruoqing angrily shouted at Xu Sheng and others: "You go!"
Jia Jianlan turned over on Wuji Spirit Fox, waved the Huayu Sword, and came forward: "Let me come and meet you in person!"
Fang Changyang stood above Su Guangbao, drew out the Qingwu Sword, and came to Jia Jianlan: "I'm here to fight you!"
Jia Jianlan nodded: "You have courage!"
The Huayu Sword trembled, and he stood up and stabbed Fang Changyang in the chest.
Fang Changyang swung his Qingwu sword, blocking the Huayu sword, and killed Jia Jianlan at the same place. The fox and leopard circled around, and the two swords flew into the air, killing twenty together in one go.
Fang Changyang was no match for Jia Jianlan, so he fell into a disadvantage, covered up his sword, turned around and fled.
Jia Jianlan slapped Wuji Linghu on the back, chased after him, raised his sword and shouted: "Death to the traitor!"
Swing the sword towards Fang Changyang's heart.
Seeing that he couldn't dodge, let alone parry, Fang Changyang hurriedly hit the Five Poison Pearl with his backhand, flashing a red light.
Jia Jianlan thrust his sword into the red light, and the Huayu Sword buzzed. When he picked it up, he saw that the tip of the sword was melted by the heat.
Fang Changyang was able to escape, turned around, and held the Five Poison Pearl in his hand.
Jia Jianlan looked at the Huayu Sword for a while, threw it aside, took out the bluestone thorn from her sleeve, and a beam of blue light rose into the sky.
Fang Changyang swallowed, knowing that he was no match for him, so he raised the Five Poison Pearl and fired a beam of red light at Jia Jianlan.