Ling Chuxi frowned slightly, with a trace of doubt in her eyes.
These cultivators all came to the major aristocratic families in the Tianyu. In the past, they may have practiced martial arts or magic. The techniques must have been completely different, but now, the sword energy in their hands is surprisingly similar.
They are all the same simple and direct, and absolutely not fancy at all, but unlike the three-axe-style martial arts of the demons, there seems to be endless mysteries hidden in their simple martial arts.
If it were anyone else, they might not be able to detect the mystery, but Ling Chuxi could easily detect it. It's simple, because this kind of swordsmanship and sword skills are astonishingly comparable to her sword of heaven that points to the Nine Continents.
similar.
It is a pity that these people have too little understanding of the mysteries and are unable to exert their true power. They have no problem facing opponents of the same level or slightly better opponents. They want to block Long Ruotingyuan and Meng Zheng.
It's unlikely. By the way, there is also a little poor guy following Long Ruotingyuan who throws out a cold whip from behind from time to time.
As one disciple after another from the Wuming Sect was seriously injured and fell to the ground, Long Ruotingyuan and Meng Zheng walked side by side towards the Wuming Sect's mansion.
Ling Chuxi and Huangfu Qingjue followed behind them, their expressions still calm as before. This scene was a bit tragic, and it didn't look like a battle between masters from the heavenly domain, but in the human space, they didn't see it rarely, and even
I have seen scenes of millions of troops fighting in bloody battles, so I didn’t think it was a big deal.
However, Yifeng, who was at the end of the team, turned pale. He almost vomited on the spot due to the strong smell of blood. He kept feeling lucky in his heart. Fortunately, there were two killing gods, Long Ruotingyuan and Meng Zheng.
Now, if he had not faced so many desperate opponents, even if their strength was obviously inferior to his, they would probably have been beaten to death.
Thinking about this, Yifeng suddenly felt that it was actually quite good to be a companion with such a person. At least he didn't have to worry about his life being in danger... Hmm... It would be even better if they didn't use him as his boss. Of course, he also knew
This is not very realistic.
Although the disciples of the Wuming Sect had put life and death behind them, they were still shocked when they saw the ferocity of Long Ruotingyuan and Meng Zheng, and they gathered together involuntarily.
"Help, help." Ling Chuxi and others had just entered the house, but saw a young man rushing out in panic.
"That's him, he's Gu Qiusong." Yifeng pointed at the man and shouted.
The two Wuming Sect disciples had quick eyesight and quick hands, and they restrained Gu Qiusong.
"Let me go, let me go. I've already told you the whereabouts of that man. You have to go alone. Don't let me accompany you to die." Gu Qiusong said in fear while struggling.
"Let him go!" Ling Chuxi shouted in a clear voice. Her heart sank slightly. Could it be that the Wuming Sect captured Gu Qiusong for the Sunset God Demon Bow?
"If I'm not wrong, you are looking for him because of that person in the plane space. But if you want to snatch someone from our Wuming Sect, it's not that easy. Kill him!"
The tough-looking middle-aged man licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, a sly smile appeared on his face, and he shouted sternly.
His words also confirmed Ling Chuxi's guess. It was true that they captured Gu Qiusong for the Sunset God Demon Bow, but now in order to keep the secret, they actually wanted to kill and silence him.