As powerful as the head of Daoxuan, he was soon entangled by two powerful men, Poison God and Yu Yangzi, and fell into a passive position.
Daoxuan's strength was slightly higher than that of Poison God and Yu Yangzi, but the two fought two against one and kept Daoxuan in check.
Pu Hong, Pu De, and the six leaders of the Qingyun Sect were also entangled by the masters of the Demon Sect, but the disciples of the Qingyun Sect were in bad luck.
The demon sect has elites. These demon sects are generally one level higher than the Qingyun sect disciples, equivalent to the level of Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao, and Zeng Shushu.
Many disciples of the Qingyun Sect died in the battle, and their bodies were smashed to pieces by various magic weapons, and not even the whole body was left.
The people of the Demon Sect are like invisible executioners, harvesting the lives of Qingyun Sect disciples with a sinister smile on their faces.
"It's strange that Cangsong actually fought with Qinglong and didn't attack Daoxuan." In the secret, Xu Ran kept watching Cangsong Taoist closely.
Cangsong Taoist did not sneak attack Daoxuan at the critical moment when the Demon Sect attacked Qingyun like in the original work, but instead fought with Qinglong from the Ghost King Sect.
There was a look of surprise and uncertainty in Xu Ran's eyes, but he felt a lot more relieved. As a strong man in the Taiqing realm, Cangsong didn't betray Qingyun at the critical moment, which was the best thing.
The next moment, Xu Ran stepped out, and the Dragon-Slaying Sword bloomed with rich green light, spreading to all sides. Xu Ran stretched out his hand and grasped the hilt of the Dragon-Slaying Sword.
The next moment, he aimed at a demon cultist in front of him and released a sword energy with astonishing lethality.
puff!
The sword light bloomed and blood spurted out. The demon cultist didn't even utter a scream before he was split into two halves. Blood mist floated in the air, and the smell of blood was strong.
Like a fierce dragon, Xu Ran plunged into the battlefield and launched a decisive attack on these demon cultists. Almost every sword strike would take away the life of a demon cultist.
The demon sect members were bleeding and looking at Xu Ran in inexplicable horror.
Finally, they realized the terror of Xu Ran. With a distance of a hundred meters around Xu Ran, no one dared to approach. Around Xu Ran, there were demon cultists lying on the ground.
However, there are really too many followers of the Demon Sect. The disciples from the four major sects of the Demon Sect came out in droves, almost equivalent to the strength of the entire temple, and their number was several times that of the Qingyun Sect.
"Help, help." In the distance, a Qingyun Sect disciple was besieged by several demon sect members and kept asking Xu Ran for help.
Xu Ran glanced at the other person. This person was Zeng Shushu, the son of Zeng Shuchang of Feng Huifeng. He belonged to the geniuses of the Qingyun Sect, but even the most powerful geniuses could not withstand the numerous besiegers.
Xu Ran held the Dragon-Slaying Sword and killed him. Along the way, the members of the Demon Sect turned on their backs and fell to the ground.
Xu Ran arrived in front of Zeng Shushu. As he flipped his wrist, an astonishing sword energy was emitted in a semi-arc shape. The demon cultists who came into contact with the sword energy were cut in half.
"Are you okay?" Xu Ran looked at Zeng Shushu and said.
"It's okay." Zeng Shushu gasped, and then said: "Thank you, senior brother Xu Ran. You don't need to help me. Go help other junior brothers."
Xu Ran nodded and turned around. At this moment, Zeng Shushu behind him suddenly showed a ferocious face, and a black awl appeared in his hand.
With lightning speed, he stabbed Xu Ran hard in the back.
Just when Zeng Shushu thought he had succeeded, with a ferocious smile on his face, he suddenly found that the awl could no longer advance an inch, and the smile froze on his face.
He raised his head in shock and found that Xu Ran had turned around. He didn't know when he turned around, and the awl in his hand was piercing the opponent's magic weapon.
So it didn't penetrate the opponent's body.
Zeng Shushu noticed that the other party was looking at him with a mocking expression.
"When did you find out?" Zeng Shushu asked calmly.
He never expected that his flawless assassination method would be discovered.
"I have been a member for less than four years. Zeng Shushu has lived in Qingyun Sect since he was a child. He is my senior brother by seniority. It is impossible to call me junior brother," Xu Ran said expressionlessly.
After a pause, he added: "Your disguise skills are perfect. If you hadn't called me Senior Brother, I wouldn't have discovered that you were the fake Zeng Shushu."
"Among the demon sect, the most famous assassin who is good at disguise is undoubtedly Zhou Yin from Changsheng Hall. You should be Zhou Yin from Changsheng Hall."
'Zeng Shushu''s pupils shrank, and he looked at Xu Ran with some shock. The other party just tore through his disguise, but actually guessed his identity.
The assassin Zhou Yin didn't know that Xu Ran understood the plot of Zhu Xian and opened the spoiler plug-in, so he naturally knew his identity.
After Zhou Yin's identity was exposed, he used the force of his palms to drive the magic weapon 'Liren Cone' to hit Xu Ran's body, while he himself quickly retreated.
Since Zhou Yin came to assassinate Xu Ran, he naturally knew Xu Ran's identity.
Moreover, the story of Xu Ran in Liubo Mountain almost killing the old man Nan Hua caused a stir. He was good at assassination in disguise, and he was weak in a head-on fight.
So Xu Huang made a move and prepared to retreat.
But how could Xu Ran let him do what he wished? A mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of the dragon-slaying sword in his hand, spiritual power rippled out, and the cone was bounced away.
The next moment, Xu Ran dived forward, swung the dragon-slaying sword, and an extremely sharp sword light bloomed, sweeping towards Zhou Yin in a half arc.
Zhou Yin felt the terrifying sword light behind him. The sword light had not yet arrived, but he could already feel the cold air on his back, and his hairs stood up.
Zhou Yin was so frightened that he was scared to death. He was indeed a pervert who almost killed the old man Nan Hua. From the power of the sword light, Zhou Yin knew that he was no match for the young man behind him.
Zhou Yin was almost frightened out of his wits, and felt a little regretful in his heart that he should not have disguised himself to assassinate Xu Ran.
Xu Ran looked at Zhou Yin running aimlessly in front, with a sneer on his lips, activated "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao", and poured spiritual power into his feet.
The next moment, Xu Ran's speed increased dramatically. He aimed the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand at Zhou Yin's back and thrust it hard. The Dragon-Slaying Sword gave Zhou Yin a chill.
Poof!
The sound of the sharp blade entering the body was dull and crisp. Zhou Yin made a move. He lowered his head and saw a green sword tip leaking out from his chest.
Zhou Yin's eyes widened.
Xu Ran drew out his long sword and slapped Zhou Yin behind him, causing the latter's body to fall from the air.
Xu Ran stopped paying attention to Zhou Yin, and jumped away to kill somewhere else.
"Is that young man Xu Ran, the most famous recent disciple of Qingyun Sect?" Not far away, Mrs. Sanmiao, dressed in red, looked at the young man who showed great power among the demon sect with enchanting eyes, and whispered
One sound.
There was a soft ribbon in her hand. She was holding the ribbon in one hand. On the other end, the ribbon was tightly strangling a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's body was wrapped in several ribbons.
His body was bruised with blood, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't move.
This is Mrs. Sanmiao's magic weapon, the lingering silk. It is soft but extremely tough. Even a powerful person like Taoist Tianyun cannot move even if it is strangled.