Ling Xuejiu said worriedly: "What should we do? Are you just watching Leng Xuan in danger and not helping him?" Ma Fu said: "Don't worry, saint, the palace master must be saved, but...
We must allocate personnel well, and while rescuing the palace master, we must also stabilize the defense of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace." After a pause, he continued: "In my opinion, this matter still needs to be discussed with everyone." Ling
Snow Eagle nodded and said: "Without further delay, let's quickly formulate a countermeasure." After a while, Abbot Huijue of Dajue Temple, Mr. Mo, the leader of the Star Alliance, Gu Jun, Jiumu, and Qiu Fengying arrived one after another.
In the study room, after more than ten minutes of discussion, everyone finally decided that Jiumu would lead a team of more than 20 people to rescue Leng Xuan. Jiumu has the cultivation level to overcome the tribulation period. Even if Leng Xuan is in danger, he has enough strength to rescue Leng Xuan.
Assistance. Not long after, at the urging of Ling Xuejiu, Jiumu led more than twenty disciples of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace and set off for the Sea of Purgatory.
After coming out of Jiutian Holy Palace, Jiumu was very careful and chose those remote roads to travel, for fear of being discovered by the scouts from Lingyun Palace. The group of people galloped for more than ten kilometers, and when they were about to leave the mountain, they suddenly heard bursts of sound.
The sound of breaking through the sky came from both sides of the night sky. Jiumu raised his head and looked around, and saw more than thirty young men in white clothes and carrying swords coming from both sides, and soon blocked their way. Seeing this,
, Jiumu's face couldn't help but darken. He had been paying attention, but he still didn't avoid Lingyun Palace's eyes. At that moment, he winked at the many disciples behind him, telling them to be on guard and ready to fight. At this time, in
Among the other Lingyun Palace disciples, an old man walked out slowly and said in a cold tone: "Hey, isn't this the Eighth Elder of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace? He's so sneaky in the middle of the night, where are you planning to go?"
Jiumu snorted coldly: "If I remember correctly, you should be the guest elder Qiao Feng of Lingyun Palace, right?" The old man named Qiao Feng smiled calmly and said: "We haven't seen each other for so many years, and Elder Jiumu still remembers me. It's really me.
It's your honor." Jiumu said coldly: "Really? I don't think it's your honor. It should be your death."
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his body and rushed forward. Following his actions, twenty Nine Heavens Holy Palace disciples immediately followed and launched an offensive against the disciples of Lingyun Palace. "Break out, don't let their
Reinforcements are arriving." Jiumu reminded him, and then he activated his true energy and attacked Qiao Feng with great force. Qiao Feng said coldly: "Kill them and don't let anyone go." As he said that, he
He summoned a sword that was purple in color and glowed with a strange light, and went straight towards Jiu Mu. Facing the light condensed from the sword, Jiu Mu stepped forward empty-handed, and powerful true energy burst out from the palm of his hand, instantly condensing into a stream.
The dazzling golden light and the sharp sword light collided together. There was only a loud "bang" sound. Under the strong impact, the two of them retreated more than ten meters away, and no one gained the upper hand.
It can be seen from this that Qiao Feng's cultivation level is comparable to that of Jiu Mu. Jiu Mu snorted, dodged, and rushed forward again. Upon seeing this, Qiao Feng rose into the sky, holding the sword in his hand high above his head. In an instant,
, a purple light as bright as stars surged out from the blade and shot straight into the night sky. In the blink of an eye, a ten-foot-long blade light took shape in Jiu Mu's eyes. "Moon Tribulation!" accompanied by Qiao Feng's words.
With a soft sigh, the more than ten feet long sword suddenly shot out of the air and struck hard at Jiumu. Jiumu spread his hands like a roc spreading its wings and headed forward, as if ignoring the opponent's attack.
When the two were about to come into contact, Jiumu suddenly stretched out his hand and patted his waist. Suddenly, a jade pendant hanging on his belt suddenly emerged with a brilliant golden light. Immediately, the golden light followed his body.
, quickly condensed into a layer of barrier to protect him. When the sharp sword light fell, the golden barrier tenaciously resisted its power. After resolving Qiao Feng's attack, Jiumu stepped forward.
Go up, and quickly rushed to the opponent. "Hollow fist!" In the sound of Jiu Mu's words, he saw him clenching his fists with both hands, like two dragons out of the sea, with great momentum, and the sound of whistling fist wind could be heard. Although Qiao Feng held
The sharp weapon of the sword, but in the close combat with Jiumu, he was retreating steadily, with no chance to fight back. Seeing that his momentum was suppressed by Jiumu, Qiao Feng's face couldn't help but darken. Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it
When he was trying to take action, he heard bursts of sound piercing the air suddenly coming from behind him. He turned his eyes and saw that more than 20 Lingyun Palace disciples who came to rescue him had arrived.
Seeing this, Qiao Feng couldn't help but smile and said: "Elder Jiumu, surrender, you can't escape." Jiumu snorted coldly and did not respond. However, the force coming out of his fists became more and more crazy.
It seemed that he was going to defeat his opponent in one fell swoop before reinforcements came near. However, although Qiao Feng was at a disadvantage, there was not much difference in their cultivation. Even if he could not launch a counterattack, he had to withstand Jiumu's violent wind and rain.
The attack was more than enough. Seeing the disciples of Jiutian Holy Palace being surrounded by people from Lingyun Palace, Jiu Mu's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. Judging from the current situation, the only choice was to give up the mission assigned by the Holy Lady. However, just
Just when he was about to shout the word 'retreat', a strange cry came from his ears. Immediately afterwards, he saw a stream of light blue liquid spurting out from the bottom and splashing on the disciples of Lingyun Palace.
For a moment, dozens of disciples from Lingyun Palace were heard screaming and falling one by one from mid-air. Faced with this sudden change, Qiao Feng's expression changed and he quickly turned his gaze downwards.
Suddenly, they saw a giant blood-red snake hovering below them, and on top of the giant snake stood a slim woman with flowing hair, but the woman's face was covered with a scarf.
Therefore, he couldn't see his face. Jiumu was also startled by the sudden appearance of the mysterious woman and the bloody giant snake. However, compared to Qiao Feng's shock and anger, he was relieved. At this moment, Qiao Feng avoided Jiumu's attack.
Wave attacked, then flew away, staring at the mysterious woman with gloomy eyes, and said coldly: "You are the one who attacked Lingyun Palace today?" The mysterious woman said coldly: "So what?" Qiao Feng gritted his teeth and said:
"You dare to go against my Lingyun Palace, you are impatient. I advise you to retreat quickly, otherwise, my Lingyun Palace will never let you go." The mysterious woman sneered: "Is Lingyung Palace great?
A group of hypocrites, if you, the leader of Lingyun Palace, cultivate the true way, you will be destroyed sooner or later." After saying that, she turned to Jiumu and said: "Eighth Elder, let's work together to deal with him."