Chapter 227 What the hell are the eighteen hands of the tiger clan?
Yi Qianxue raised her eyebrows, and the list of famous swords immediately extended. She took Xu Lingyun in her hand, lifted her small body, stood on the list of famous swords, and rose into the sky.
"Don't let her pass!"
The surrounding disciples roared and rushed over, all kinds of magic weapons flying in the sky, and there were even some impressive attacks.
Yi Qianxue ignored it, and the scroll at the end of the list of famous swords wrapped around her body, blocking all the attacks.
At the same time, the famous sword list flashed with light, and several famous swords rushed out and rolled around.
No matter how hard the disciples around her tried their best and how loud the shouts of death were, she flew up to the top of the mountain as leisurely as if she was walking in the clouds.
When Liu Xiaoxiao saw this situation, he stretched out his body, and his huge martial soul crossed over and blocked Yi Qianxue.
She provoked: "If you have any skills, just use them!"
She was completely stifled. At first, the other party was so outnumbered that even she couldn't bear it. She didn't dare to provoke others, so she could only behave with her tail between her legs.
But she is not the kind of dog that is bullied at all. She is bullied and can still resist.
At this moment, the situation was reversed. In an instant, they seized the opportunity and pushed out hundreds of disciples. Unable to form a large formation, these people became a burden to them.
Liu Xiaoxiao attacks without mercy. They are all enemies anyway, so others are in great trouble. Not only do they have to avoid her tyrannical attack, but they also have to be careful not to hurt their own people when fighting back.
After all, we have too many people, and any attack thrown out may hit one of our own.
Liu Xiaoxiao's martial spirit overwhelmed the scene. The powerful defensive power was simply despairing. The overwhelming attack passed by, but she blocked some of them, removed some of them, and some of them were absorbed by her.
Baojia began to react again.
"Stop attacking her!" Some disciples were frightened and shouted out in a panic.
Liu Xiaoxiao's first punch was simply terrifying. If it weren't for the formation that connected everyone as a whole, they wouldn't be able to bear it at all.
Now that the formation has spread out, although several small formations can still be formed, the advantage has almost completely faded. If she were to use that move again, I'm afraid most of the people would be knocked out by her.
"Let's not fight now, it's so boring!" Liu Xiaoxiao saw that the offensive was almost done, but these people suddenly stopped, and they were simply hanging in the air, which was very uncomfortable.
The disciples around her looked at her warily, staring at her with big eyes, but no one broke the deadlock and took action against her.
Someone looked furtively towards Lin Feng and suddenly smiled.
Liu Xiaoxiao sneered, Wuhun stretched out his hand, covered the sky and the earth, stepped over countless figures, directly caught these people, and smashed them hard on the ground.
A Nascent Soul master tried to block her with his martial spirit, but was knocked to the ground with a sharp fist from her.
Everyone was about to cry but Liu Xiaoxiao was absolutely in despair. Although she was not as terrifying as Yi Qianxue and could not even kill a few people in a long time, the key was that no one could kill her either.
She lay there, like a moving wall, torturing people to the point of death.
Lin Feng was entangled by several masters in the Nascent Soul Realm. He was holding Ling Wei in his left hand and controlling the enemy with his right hand. He was in a bit of a panic.
Fortunately, these people were affected by the offensive and were no longer in perfect condition. They were somewhat damaged. Lin Feng could barely rely on Xuantian Nine Transformations to support him.
"Where's the third child? Where's the third child?" Lin Feng was forced into a panic and shouted depressedly.
Ling Wei looked around and said helplessly: "She's gone. I don't know when she slipped away."
Lin Feng was helpless, but it was a good thing that the third child could help. She could not blame her for leaving now.
Lin Feng struggled to resist the surrounding attacks. Suddenly, a roar came from the sky. The senior sister concentrated on the Tianhuan Transformation. With the roar, everyone was shocked and hurriedly went to resist her offensive.
Lin Feng gritted his teeth, rushed out of the encirclement, and ran towards his second senior sister Liu Xiaoxiao.
The people behind him recovered and pursued him relentlessly. Everyone in the room was a tough character, but Lin Feng was a bit softer. If you could pinch him, there was no reason to let him go.
Liu Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, derived his martial soul hands, held Lin Feng in his hands, ignored the attacks of those people, and dragged him to his side.
Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and was almost driven to a dead end.
Only then did he have time to look around. The fourth senior sister was sitting cross-legged in a corner, holding Lin Feng's Divine Phoenix Golden Pill in her hand, carefully examining the clues on it.
It is not uncommon for the golden elixir to be sacrificed, but most people will not do this. The golden elixir is fragile, and once it is broken by someone, the consequences will be disastrous.
Lin Feng's golden elixir was a little weird, as if it had independent consciousness, and the various animal shapes in it were becoming more and more real, which naturally made her curious.
A small orange defensive cover was propped up about seven to eight feet away from her. There were more than a dozen formation flags inserted inside. The formation flags were fluttering in the wind, constantly blocking the offensive from outside.
Lin Feng said depressedly: "Fourth Senior Sister is really leisurely. Are you here for vacation?"
Liu Xiaoxiao said amusedly: "She is trapped and can't be killed, so she might as well hide inside. At least she can drag some people away."
It was rare for her to say something nice for Lin Ruoyu. In fact, Lin Ruoyu only had the cultivation level of Jindan and was running rampant among a bunch of Nascent Soul Realm disciples. It was enough to have such a record.
Most of the Jindan realm disciples were cleared out by her. Later, it was discovered that she was too much of a threat, so some Nascent Soul realm disciples were mobilized to trap her.
The formation was extremely mysterious. Although she couldn't defeat the Nascent Soul Realm disciples, she could barely protect herself with the help of the terrain and formation.
The eldest sister carried Xu Lingyun to the top, threw her in front of her, and said coldly: "Pay homage!"
Xu Lingyun tilted his head and said: "The fist is very strong, isn't it?"
The senior sister was naturally displeased with her and always felt that Xu Lingyun gave her an awkward feeling. Xu Lingyun hated the senior sister's intuition and strength, which made her suffer in every way.
What she said was very high-level. If you asked the senior sister if it was great to be rich, she might not be able to answer the question, but this fist.
The senior sister lifted her long legs and pressed them on Xu Lingyun's shoulders. With a gentle pressure, Xu Lingyun screamed strangely and knelt on the ground.
The senior sister has never been a cruel person, so she directly used her strength to make her realize that being hard-fisted is really great, and she can really do whatever she wants.
Xu Lingyun was itching her teeth with hatred, but the situation was stronger than others. She held her mouth shut, put the purple golden bowl and fairy feathers aside, raised the incense burner above her head, and began to worship.
Yi Qianxue looked around, picked up the purple golden bowl with a sword, and the purple golden bowl immediately flew into the air.
She picked up the fairy feathers in one hand and shot up into the sky.
Yi Qianxue used the fairy feathers to lure him, and the spiritual blood in the purple golden bowl immediately poured out, swimming in the sky like a small river.
While the fairy feathers were waving, Yi Qianxue wrote three words on the top of the peak like clouds and flowing water.
Suddenly, there was a loud boom, the entire mountain range seemed to be shaking, and the sound of killing was heard from the sky.
This is the victory of Xuanji Sect. The remaining disciples have given up the idea of attacking. They have lost.
But everyone's eyes were attracted by the spiritual blood that gathered in the sky like a small river, and the shouts of death came from there.
There are some battle scenes recorded there, which destroyed the world and destroyed the earth at every turn, and countless people died in it.
Even the low-level Tribulation Immortal acted as cannon fodder, constantly falling from the sky and turning into a pile of bones.
The blood dyed the earth red and gathered into a huge blood river. A tall young woman sat cross-legged on the lotus and sighed softly. She held a purple gold bowl and collected all the blood in the blood river.
There is a man in the sky who is the founder of Xuanji Sect. He is the most powerful and surrounded by many strong men.
That group of enemies were eventually killed. One of the enemies was a white bird and beast, and the thickest feather on its body was plucked out by him with one hand.
The scene stopped here, but everyone's blood seemed to be boiling.
That was the real battle, as if the battle just now was just a play among children. Such a brutal battle could easily lead to death, but countless people fought one after another and piled up corpses to achieve victory.
The spiritual blood gradually evaporated and disappeared into the sky, but everyone's mood could not calm down.
Ye Chunqiu broke the silence for the first time and whispered: "What do you think?"
"Okay." The first person to speak was not the Zen Heart Sect who was friendly with the Xuanji Sect, but the three palace masters of the Goddess Palace.
Immediately after, Zen Heart Sect and Netherworld Sea also expressed their stance, and White Tiger and Divine Phoenix in the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance nodded.
The old Dragon King hummed: "Can you guarantee that you will succeed?"
Ye Chunqiu shook his head and said: "I don't dare. Countless people have tried one after another without success, which makes me feel that relying solely on the foundation of Xuanji Sect may not be enough."
"So you decided to let the five major immortal sects join forces. I have to say that this idea is crazy, but I am sure, old dragon." Ao Hai snorted coldly, with a hint of expectation on his face.
Ye Chunqiu smiled slightly and said: "Thank you Dragon King, then..."
"Let's put Ao Yu's affairs here first. If she can meet our expectations, Old Long, I will pretend that I never gave birth to that son." The Old Dragon King said solemnly.
"Thank you." Ye Chunqiu's eyes turned slightly red and he cupped his hands to him.
The white tiger patted the Immortal Tribulation Lion in front of him with his paw and walked out first.
Lin Feng and others had already come down from the mountain, but Xu Lingyun kept glaring at him fiercely, with some ill intentions. If she hadn't been worried about Yi Qianxue standing by, she would have rushed up and bit this bastard to death.
The white tiger lay lazily in front of everyone, stretched out the paw of his right hand, and two streams of light directly invaded the minds of Lin Feng and Liu Xiaoxiao.
Liu Xiaoxiao's face suddenly became happy, and she immediately bowed to White Tiger Yingying.
Lin Feng glanced at Liu Xiaoxiao with an embarrassed look on his face and said, "Second Senior Sister, have you gained anything?"
Liu Xiaoxiao slightly arched her body, bent her hands, raised one leg, and made an extremely seductive movement. If she added two meows, it would be even better. She said happily: "Senior Baihu passed on my tiger
The true form of the clan allows me to further perfect the White Tiger Transformation."
Second Senior Sister, are you sure what you are doing is really what Bai Hu can do?
Lin Feng looked at the white tiger awkwardly, and the white tiger smiled ambiguously at Lin Feng.
"What the hell are the Eighteen Hands of the Tiger Clan!" Lin Feng's eyes widened.