The four chief disciples of Tianqi Mountain are the eldest disciple Yi Lang who sits on Chiri Peak, the second disciple Yi Kui who sits on Qianhe Peak, the third disciple Yi Qingqing who sits on Jiuyun Peak, and the fourth disciple Yi Yin who sits on Colorful Peak.
Fu. The four people moved their bodies, stood in different directions, and surrounded Jiang Yun. They moved closer and closer, compressing the circle smaller and smaller.
Jiang Yun had previously learned about his life experience and that his biological mother was actually from the Snow Mountains of the Western Regions. You must know that the Snowy Mountains of the Western Regions have always been despised by people in the mainland of China, not only Tianqi Mountain, Dixing Village, and Lingyue Palace.
Even his master Wu Lingshuang and senior sister Jieshu hated the Snow Mountain Empire in the Western Regions.
Over the years, the education I received at Butterfly Xuan was to be at odds with the Snow Mountain Empire of the Western Regions for the rest of my life.
However, now, his biological mother is actually from the Snow Mountain Empire.
He, Jiang Yun, felt like his heart was wrapped in layers of silk, complicated and uncomfortable. His mind was like a turbulent river, churning endlessly.
Before he could calm down, the four chief disciples of Tianqi Mountain actually surrounded him. Jiang Yun calmed down a little, knowing in his heart that now was not the time to feel sad. He was now in a tight siege, and if he didn't force himself to calm down
, maybe he will be killed by the four people in front of him.
Moreover, Wu Lingzi, the master of Lingyue Palace, and the holy master of the same fourth lineage are still watching with eager eyes. Jiang Yun must become stronger.
Jiang Yun's ultimate target was Wu Lingzi, the master of Lingyue Palace, but the four chief disciples of Tianqi Mountain took the lead in besieging him.
"Well, in the past, the stinking Taoist priest killed Uncle Mayiren who saved him from the dragon's den, and today we will avenge Uncle Mayiren together." Jiang Yun gritted his teeth and thought in his heart.
However, Jiang Yun relied on his own spiritual sense to sense that the four chief disciples of Tianqi Mountain had all cultivated to a higher level of spiritual power, and all of them had reached the eighth level. The power of the eighth-level spiritual power level is quite unlimited. His own reality
The level of spiritual power is only level five. Even with the help of Xiao Hei's mysterious and unexpected spiritual power, it is only like level nine spiritual power.
Although the ninth-level spiritual power is high, when faced with the siege of four eighth-level spiritual power masters, the power gap is quite disparate.
Jiang Yun didn't dare to be careless in his heart. While slowly sacrificing Xiao Hei, Jiang Yun was also thinking about countermeasures in his mind.
Jiang Yun's thoughts were changing rapidly. If the four of them worked together to attack him, he would definitely lose. But if he could strike first and defeat them one by one, his chances of winning might be higher.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yun rolled his eyes and glanced at the four people. Jiang Yun's eyes finally fell on Yi Lang, the leader of Tianqi Mountain.
Yi Lang was seen standing tall, an ancient red flame sword shining with red light was held in his hand. Yi Lang's long face like a horse's face was filled with murderous intent.
Seeing this man, Jiang Yun suddenly felt grief in his heart, and the moment before his eyes when Uncle Mayiren was killed five years ago appeared in his mind.
"Okay! Back then you killed Uncle Mayiren with the method of inducing the burning sun. Today I will use level nine spiritual power to restrain you first!" Yi Lang is the first disciple of Tianqi Mountain and the backbone of the four major disciples.
If you can defeat him in one fell swoop, you will definitely be able to intimidate the other three.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yun no longer hesitated and raised his eyebrows. His whole body turned into a biting wind, supported by the strongest level nine spiritual power, and in the blink of an eye, the figure fell next to Yi Lang.
Xiao Hei whirled around and struck Yi Lang directly in the chest with a dark energy.
A super chilling aura hit Yi Lang's front door. Yi Lang was greatly shocked. He never expected that Jiang Yun could have such fast movement skills. He also never expected that Jiang Yun would actually move towards
The strongest among the four took the lead.
In desperation, Yi Lang's ancient scarlet flame sword was quickly drawn out, bringing with it a ball of crimson flames that blocked the dark light.
There was a loud "clang" sound, and the two spiritual weapons collided together. Green-red light swayed in a circle, forcing the spectators to step back.
At the moment when the red flame ancient sword collided with the opponent's strange spiritual weapon, Yi Lang clearly felt a cold feeling in his palm, followed by bursts of pain. Yi Lang's figure trembled one after another, and his feet hurriedly
I exerted my strength and just stood firm. I was horrified: Jiang Yun's spiritual power is so deep?
Jiang Yun did not expect that the red flame ancient sword Yi Lang offered could withstand his thunderous blow, and he also underestimated Yi Lang's strength.
An electric light flashed in Jiang Yun's heart, and he couldn't wait for a moment. With a flick of his hand, Xiao Hei made several somersaults and flew into the air. The green light was bright and dazzling. Suddenly, the shadow of a broad and long ancient sword appeared around his figure.
Then it swooped down like an eagle striking the ground.
Onlookers could see with their naked eyes that the tip of the broad and long ancient sword erupted with sparks at an extremely fast speed, and stabbed Yi Lang's head majestically.
"Brother, be careful!" shouted. Yi Qingqing stood in another direction. Seeing Jiang Yun attacking his senior brother with the strongest spiritual power, he felt anxious. He didn't have time to think too much, and the snow-white sword in his hand danced continuously.
, countless long swords were transformed in an instant, like stars over the moon, the stars were dotted, it was really beautiful.
Yi Qingqing's Taoist robe was flying. Although she was wearing a Taoist bun on her head, she was still graceful and beautiful. She gathered spiritual power in her hands, bit her silver teeth, moved her whole body forward, and actually pushed the swords filled with stars in the sky towards Jiang.
The clouds stabbed away.
"Well, Senior Sister Qingqing's Starry Sword Technique is getting more and more powerful! If nothing else, the number of transformed long swords seems to be much more than before!" Yi Yinfu crossed his arms and stood tall and fat.
He stood there, looking at the scene, smiling "hehe" and not making any move. He probably had a lot of confidence in his senior brother and sister.
In fact, he was tall and thick, dull-minded, and looked down upon Jiang Yun. He admired his senior brothers and sisters too much.
"Pa"! A palm hit Yi Yinfu on the head. Yi Kui jumped like a monkey and yelled: "You idiot, Senior Brother is in danger. Why don't you help me?" He said in front of him.
With a flash of green light, a green fairy sword stabbed out with the faint shadow of a monster beast.
"Big brother is in danger? No way!" Yi Yinfu seemed a little unconvinced, calmed down, shouted, raised his long and wide rusty iron sword and ran forward with a "dong dong dong" sound at his feet.
Xiao Hei transformed into an ancient phantom sword and stabbed it towards Yi Lang's head like thunder. He was about to collide with the scarlet flame ancient sword Yi Lang offered again.
At this moment, a crisp tone suddenly flew over from the battle circle between Shu Yuangu and Yi Xingju. With a "plop", it hit Jiang Yun's chest.
Jiang Yun didn't know what was going on, but a voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "Stupid boy, don't be impulsive, pick the weak ones, give up on Yi Lang, and kill the fat man named Yi Yinfu!"
Jiang Yun was startled. The voice was obviously Le Hongji's. Jiang Yun's heart suddenly brightened. Le Hongji's soul-eating pipa not only had the ability to capture souls, but also had the ability to transmit sounds. It was really not a mortal thing.
Presumably, while Le Hongji and the other hall masters were fighting Yi Xingju, they took the opportunity to send a reminder to themselves.
Yes, this Yi Lang's strength is too strong. Not only has his spiritual power reached the eighth level, but his spiritual weapon, the ancient red flame sword, has ancient spiritual power and is extremely powerful. Even if he has nine levels of spiritual power, it will be difficult to restrain him.
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Jiang Yun gritted his teeth, having already given up on Yi Lang in his heart. Seeing Yi Yinfu's fat body running over like a strong little elephant, Jiang Yun read out the spell.
Suddenly something strange happened, because when everyone was still staring at Xiao Hei's transformed magic weapon, Xiao Hei suddenly withdrew from the magic weapon and ancient sword.
The phantom of the ancient sword is still there, and continues to stab Yi Lang, but it lacks a lot of chilling energy. Xiao Hei, however, looks like lightning. With a "sudden" sound, it turns into a black light and strides towards Yi Yin.
Rich strike away.
After all, Yi Yinfu possesses eighth-level spiritual power, and his spiritual perception is unparalleled by ordinary people. He soon sensed the biting cold air coming towards him. He shouted "Wow", raised the rusty iron sword and slashed at the black light.
go.
Don't underestimate Yi Yinfu's iron sword. Although it looks rusty and extremely heavy, it has the power to shake the world and make ghosts cry when it is used with the "mountain-cutting sword technique".
"Mountain-Severing Sword Technique", as the name suggests, uses divine power. It is extremely strong and powerful, and has the ability to split mountains, crack the ground, and cut rivers. However, despite its fierceness, it is extremely cumbersome and not flexible at all.
It can be seen from this that Yi Yinfu's earth-shattering "Mountain-Severing Sword Technique" meets the extremely agile Xiao Hei, which is simply useless and cannot gain any benefit.
There was a loud "rumbling sound", and the huge iron sword actually cut out a large and wide slot in the Guancang Tower. It just missed it and penetrated the Guancang Tower that was suspended halfway up the Qingyan Wood.
But this sword did not stop Xiao Hei. Xiao Hei was agile and full of intelligence. Facing the opponent's iron sword and slashing it down, he suddenly made a small turn in mid-air, grabbed the iron sword, and hit Yi Yinfu directly from the left.
chest.
With a "swish" sound, black energy rose up in Yi Yinfu's chest. With its sharp momentum, Xiao Hei pierced his chest and passed through Yi Yinfu's entire body.
Yi Yinfu had just struck down with his iron sword, and he didn't even have time to see clearly what was going on in front of him. He felt a chill in his heart, and his own spiritual power continued to flow out from that cold place.
Yi Yinfu groaned and fell to his knees on the ground. With a loud "clang", the iron sword slipped from his palm and fell to the ground.
He covered the wound in front of him with both hands, gradually feeling wet.
He opened his five fingers and his palms were stained red with blood. Yi Yinfu was horrified and screamed: "Blood, blood, master, brother, save me quickly!"
Xiao Hei flew out from Yi Yinfu's back, and the traces of blood stained by it were instantly sucked into You Hei's body. It seemed to be very excited, buzzing slightly, drawing an arc in the air and flying back to Jiang Yun.