The Second Sage Xuan Ming received the order to retreat, and saw the monks from the Five Divisions of Heaven and Human beings gathering continuously, and slowly retreated southward.
They also wanted to leave, but they were entangled by these two masters in the world and couldn't get away at all.
What's more, there are thousands of human cultivators surrounding them, surrounding them and looking at the two of them with very fiery eyes. The eyes are like those of an old prostitute who has been thirsty for thirty years when he walked into a brothel.
It looks like those pretty girls.
The drunk Taoist fired dozens of sword energy in succession, forcing Xuan Feng back dozens of feet.
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The drunk Taoist swung the Qingfeng Sword, slashed at the tip of the Silver Snow Spear, and used the Taoist force of four or two thousand kilograms of internal energy to divert the Silver Snow Spear's attack to one side.
However, the attack of the Silver Snow Spear was too fierce. Although most of the force was neutralized, part of the force still surged towards Zuidao through the Qingfeng Sword. Zuidao's body flew to the side seven to eight feet before he stabilized himself.
Xuanfeng wanted to run away, but seeing so many masters around him, he had no way to escape.
Glancing at the battlefield on the other side of Chi Ming, I saw that the old monk had begun to show his power. Countless Buddha palms and giant arms on the golden body of the Thousand-Handed Arhat were flying up and down. Every giant arm and every giant palm seemed to be burning.
When I stood up, the flame was not red, but golden. It was the very brilliant Buddhist flame of the true Dharma of Buddhism.
Facing the huge palms and Buddha flames that filled the sky and the ground, Chi Ming's face darkened slightly, and he said secretly: "This old bald donkey is really difficult to deal with."
The thousands of human masters watching the battle were all shocked by the fight between the four people in the field.
Most of the disciples couldn't see it, but many masters who had reached the Lingji realm had already seen that the Zui Taoist of Cangyun Sect, who had been unknown in recent years, should be the most powerful among the four.
His cultivation is definitely at the realm of heaven and human, and his understanding of the way of swordsmanship should rank among the top three in the Cangyun Sect.
A few old guys have already figured out that although Zui Taoist has not entered the third level of swordsmanship, he is not far away. His current cultivation level should be equivalent to that of Yun Yazi, a man of great influence in the world three or four hundred years ago in the Western Regions.
The cultivation level when the Demon Sect defeated many masters of the Demon Sect in a row.
Yu Jizi rarely takes action, and the world does not know whether he has entered the third level. But the sloppy old man in front of him, given another thirty years, he should be able to get a glimpse of the third level of swordsmanship.
In the crowd watching the battle, Yang Shijiu was so shocked that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear. Her cultivation had already reached the realm of Lingji, and her vision and experience were much higher than those of her peers. She could see that her master's cultivation was astonishing.
She was very puzzled. In the past ten years, she had never seen her master practice swordsmanship. At most, she only saw her master practicing swordsmanship in the yard early in the morning. She thought her master was not very advanced, and she never even believed in him.
He is a master in the realm of gods and humans.
At this moment, I saw my master displaying his power and fighting against a peerless master in the heaven who was at the peak of heaven and human. After fighting for several hours, my master was always on top. It was obvious that I had misjudged my master before.
In fact, Yang Shijiu made the same mistake as Ye Xiaochuan did before. Ever since Ye Xiaochuan came out of Siguo Cliff, he knew that his master's cultivation was extraordinary. In the Cangyun Sect, apart from the bamboo forest in the back mountain and the
Except for Yu Jizi's master, Ye Xiaochuan did not think that his master's cultivation level was higher than his old alcoholic master.
When Yang Jiu saw Xuanfeng was about to run away, he immediately came to his senses and shouted: "Leave the divine tripod!"
Then he rushed out of the crowd.
She yelled out, and the human monks watching the battle immediately reacted, and they all used magic weapons to rush to snatch the divine cauldron.
Suddenly, a black energy came first and swept up. The black energy was filled with ghosts and ghosts, and there seemed to be countless skulls disappearing and appearing in the black energy.
Everyone was stunned. They were all disciples of the righteous way. I had never heard of any righteous sect practicing such evil and ghost arts.
Just when everyone was stunned, the black energy formed into a withered old man, with pale skin and protruding cheekbones, like a skeleton.
The withered old man made a pitiful voice and said slowly: "Little friend Qingfeng, please step aside for now and let me come and meet this heavenly master for a while."
The righteous disciples around were in an uproar. Taoist Qingfeng was over four hundred years old, and this mysterious old man actually called him Xiaoyou. This shows that this person is probably much older than Taoist Qingfeng.
The drunk Taoist's eyes narrowed, and after seeing the person clearly, he said: "This person is of extremely high moral character. Senior Soul Chaser, please be careful."
This person is not someone else, but the soul-chasing old man who is one of the most powerful masters of Sanhai Sanmo.
The lineage of chasing souls comes from Guixuanzong. His master is the jade-faced ghost commander Xue Changdi, one of the twelve ghost commanders of Guixuanzong in the past. What he practices is the authentic ghost ghost technique of Guixuanzong. His skills are definitely not like Hu Jiumei's.
With the old monster from Montenegro.
Xuanfeng saw the terrifying ghostly aura emanating from the soul-chasing old man, and he knew something was wrong. This old guy's Taoism might have reached the realm of immortality.
At this moment, the large army has gradually retreated south. The pursuing human disciples only released magic weapons from a distance. The battle has become calmer. More and more human masters are surrounding them, obviously targeting them.
Comes from two divine cauldrons.
Seeing the densely packed skulls rushing toward him, he immediately turned his silver snow gun and smashed all the flying skulls into pieces.
A small four-legged bronze tripod suddenly appeared in his hand. Compared with this useless small tripod, his own life was more important.
He said loudly: "I admit defeat today and fight again tomorrow. Don't you just want this great tripod? I will give it to you."
After saying that, he activated his true method and threw out the small cauldron in his hand.
The small tripod turned into a strange light and disappeared in a flash. The human cultivators who were surrounding it all rushed to catch up, and most of the people around them were immediately missing.
Xuanfeng shouted to Chi Ming: "Go quickly!"
Chi Ming was not a fool. He took out the big beam cauldron he was carrying and threw it away.
This time there was no one around, they all went to the two small cauldrons.
But the soul-chasing old man did not leave. He had no interest in Jiuding in the human world. His cultivation level was extremely high, and it was difficult for ordinary monks in the heaven to catch his eye. At this moment, he just wanted to have a good fight with these two masters in the heaven.
Daliang Ding and Dayang Ding were thrown away. After flying for dozens of miles, they were finally caught up.
The person who grabbed the big prize was Qin Lan, the Qiongyan Fairy from Xiaoyao Cave in Jiuhua Mountain.
It was Yang Shijiu who grabbed the top spot.
Yang Jiu was very smart. When she saw Dayang Ding being thrown to the east by Xuan Feng, many people went there, most of them were masters. She knew that she would definitely not be able to catch up, so she did the opposite.
Then, he flew directly into the air towards the west.
Waiting and waiting really worked. Chi Ming hit the Daliang Ding to the west and flew right over her head. After only chasing for a dozen miles, she grabbed the Daliang Ding.
