Hundreds of black shadows broke through the wind and snow and landed on the ground.
The visitors were all disciples of the Xueyun Sect, most of whom were in the middle or late stages of Tongxuan, and there were four or five people who had reached the Dao Palace realm.
Especially the leading old man, who has perfected the Five Elements and the Dao Palace, is already an expert who has entered the life-threatening realm.
The old man's body was shriveled, his face was wrinkled, and his whole body was like a rotten tree.
But his falcon-like eyes were extremely sharp, as if they could penetrate people's hearts.
The old man's name is "Xuan Ye", he is one of the five elders of the Blood Cloud Sect, and his status is even higher than Rosen.
He was the only one who fought against Nangong Yuntian back then.
At this moment, Xuan Ye personally came out of the mountain gate and led hundreds of disciples to encircle and suppress him. It can be seen how much shock Yan Qingyun's death caused.
"It's going to be difficult now. Xuan Ye will take action personally. I'm afraid none of us can escape."
Liu Ruofeng looked extremely serious.
"Is this person very powerful?"
Yu Tianzheng was a little dissatisfied.
"Two hundred years ago, Sword King Li Chunyang swept across the ice field and defeated all the sword cultivators in the world. Xuan Ye was one of the few who persisted until the end."
"He is known as 'One sword can kill a life'. His swordsmanship is so fierce that there are few opponents in the world. No one can stop him until the Sword King comes out."
Liu Ruofeng pondered, and his face became a little more serious.
In that battle that year, Li Chunyang fought against more than ten kendo masters alone.
Most of them died under Li Chunyang's second sword Po Feng.
The last three people left saw the third sword Cang Yan.
As a result, of these three people, two died and one was injured.
And the one who retired from injury was Xuan Ye.
On that day, Li Chunyang defeated the inner demon with one sword, Xuan Ye's sword power collapsed, and his cultivation plummeted.
Since then, Xuan Ye has lived in seclusion at Xueyunmen and never appeared again.
It was not until the past few years that he refining his sword intent and returned to seven or eight points of peak cultivation, and then he began to move around.
But even with only seven or eight points of strength, Xuan Ye's sword is not something Qin Mo and others can block.
Looking at the old man who looked like a dead tree, Qin Mo's eyes narrowed and he said secretly: "It turns out that this guy was defeated by Senior Li. So, it's not like he has no chance of survival at all."
He has four sword talismans on his body, which were given to him by Li Chunyang to save his life.
As soon as the sword talisman comes out, it is like the arrival of the sword king.
The sword intention and sword power contained in it will be spit out in an instant.
The power of the sword talisman is only fifty-sixths that of Li Chunyang's sword intention, but even so, it is enough to shake Xuan Ye.
Xuan Ye was defeated by Li Chunyang, and his sword spirit was broken, leaving an eternal shadow in his heart.
Now, even though I have re-trained my sword intention, my cultivation level has also recovered to 70-80%.
But if he faced Li Chunyang's sword intent again, it would definitely arouse the shadow in his heart.
At that time, there will be an opportunity to fight back.
When he thought of this, Qin Mo suddenly felt more at ease, and there was no longer any panic on his face.
Opposite, the old man withered wood took a few steps forward, his hawk-like eyes swept across the crowd, and finally landed on Liu Ruofeng.
"Did you swallow him?"
Xuan Ye's voice was extremely unpleasant, like a wild duck.
"It seems you already know everything."
Liu Ruofeng sighed, noncommittal.
"In this case, there is nothing more to say. Take all these people and bring them back to Xueyunmen."
The dead old man waved his hand, as if his arm was about to break.
Swish——
Dozens of black shadows shot out like arrows from a string.
Two Taoist palace realms, together with a dozen mid- to late-stage Tongxuan realms, formed a small encirclement.
On Qin Mo's side, except for Yu Tianzheng, who is in the Dao Palace realm, the rest are in the late Tongxuan stage.
Liu Ruofeng had just entered Suicide. Although his cultivation had greatly improved, the way he entered Suicide was too weird. He swallowed Yan Qingyun, refined his inner demons and broke through the realm.
At this moment, Liu Ruofeng not only did not show the strength of the life-threatening realm, but instead seemed to be suffering from a serious illness and felt uncomfortable all over.
Perhaps in another ten days and a half, after some conditioning, his strength will reach the fatal level.
But at this moment, Liu Ruofeng didn't have the slightest advantage.
Being able to barely cope with a Taoist palace level is already his limit.
In comparison, Yu Tianzheng is much more vigorous.
He showed the body of a six-armed god and demon, and he really had the power to tear apart gods and demons.
As soon as the Dao Palace Realm from the Blood Cloud Sect stepped forward, he was torn into pieces.
"Six-armed demon?"
The dead wood old man's expression changed.
Anyone who has developed the body of a six-armed god or demon is a descendant of an ancient god.
How could Xuan Ye not be surprised by such an ancient and unparalleled bloodline?
Seeing Xuan Ye's expression, Qin Mo thought to himself, "This guy has discovered the ancient god bloodline of Senior Brother Yu. If he is allowed to return alive, Senior Brother Yu will be in danger."
According to Nangong Yuntian, the Demon King plotted to revive, and one of the conditions was the ancient god's bloodline.
Now that Yu Tianzheng's identity is exposed, no one in this group of people can be left alive.
"Senior Liu, how much can you use your archery skills now?"
Qin Mo looked at Liu Ruofeng.
"Less than 40 to 50 percent."
Liu Ruofeng looked ashamed.
"Forty to five percent? That's enough, right?"
Qin Mo nodded.
"what you up to?"
Liu Ruofeng didn't quite understand.
"Of course it's murder!"
Qin Mo held Long Ya tightly, the blade of the sword vibrated, and he stared at the old man withered wood like a poisonous snake.
"You want to kill Xuan Ye? Are you crazy?"
Liu Ruofeng's eyes widened with horror.
Qin Mo was only at the eighth level of Tongxuan, and even fell far short of the Dao Palace level.
Xuan Ye has reached the point of death and can compete with Li Chunyang in swordplay.
How could Qin Mo defeat such a master of swordsmanship?
"Senior Liu, there is no need to say anything, just protect me."
Qin Mo smiled faintly, and the sword in his hand suddenly trembled, letting out a sword cry that reached the sky.
boom!
He took one step forward and shrunk to an inch.
In just a snap of his fingers, the blue sword light landed on the head of the dead old man.
What a fast sword!
The disciples of the Xueyun Sect were all shocked by this sword.
"Haha, what a small trick."
But Xuan Ye just chuckled, but didn't see him draw his sword, he just flicked his finger.
clang--
A trace of blood emerged.
The sword light struck by Longya was immediately destroyed.
Xuan Ye's sword gleam was comparable to Ye Nantian's sword silk skills.
To be honest, Qin Mo had no reservations about this sword.
But even so, he still couldn't shake the old man in front of him.
Those who can compete with Li Chunyang in swordplay and escape from the Cangyan sword are by no means unworthy of fame.
When it comes to the level of swordsmanship alone, Xuan Ye is much better than Ye Nantian.
"Since that battle, I have been in seclusion for nearly two hundred years. The younger generations in the cultivation world seem to have forgotten my name, Xuan Ye, and even the young ones dare to jump out and provoke me."
Old Man Kumu was furious. It was obviously a great shame and humiliation for him to be provoked by a junior like Qin Mo.
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger again.
boom--
When the bloodstain approached Qin Mo, an arrow shot out and collided with it.
"Liu Ruofeng?"
The old man with dead wood looked sideways slightly.
Although Liu Ruofeng only had 40 to 50% of his archery skills left, he was still capable of fighting before Xuan Ye drew his sword.
Moreover, he did not engage in hand-to-hand combat with the opponent, but fired cold arrows from a distance without any worries.
"You old dog, you are just a defeated general of Senior Li. Why are you pretending to be a peerless swordsman? I will kill you with one sword right now!"
Qin Mo cursed loudly and slashed out the dragon Ya in his hand again.
At the same moment.
Without anyone noticing, he quietly hid a sword talisman under Longya.
If anyone dares to take this sword forcefully, the sword talisman will explode immediately!
