220. Qingfeng Knife Gang

Author: No Nights in the prosperous Tang Dynasty

220. Qingfeng Knife Gang

Even with the nature of a late-stage Jindan monk, it is difficult not to be crazy.

Now he is more than three hundred years old, almost four hundred years old.

At this moment, not only was the severe pain coming from the remaining half of the body, but the decline and exhaustion of one's own vitality can also be clearly felt.

He has just entered the late stage of the Golden Pill for only a few years.

It is impossible to break the elixir and become a baby and reshape your body within a hundred years.

If he cannot break through to the Nascent Soul realm and extends his life, he will only have a few decades left to live.

I felt very hatred in my heart, and even forgot Li Changqing's order to live intact.

In an instant, all his remaining power turned into a magic power, with a strong yellow light turning into a spear, chasing Pei Xihe.

The speed is so fast that she will catch up with her body in an instant.

A sense of danger of death surged into Pei Xihe's heart.

The spear condensed by the power of this magic was launched by the late Jindan monks who had all their strength, and she could not stop it.

She gritted her teeth, and the bright moon floated behind her, and the light of the Qingxuan and bright moon exuded mysterious power, trying to imprison it.

But not.

The huge suppression of the realm allows the spear to penetrate the layers of moonlight directly.

Not hindered at all.

Instead, Pei Xihe, who connected his mind with the bright moon, was traumatized.

Blood oozed from the corners of her eyes.

Powerless, desperate.

Suddenly, the blue crystal on her neck moved.

A ray of green light suddenly shot out.

She was shocked by this sudden change, but the surprise quickly turned into ecstasy.

The blue light turned into a sword and left.

This sword is particularly familiar, and it is the Qingfeng sword technique exclusive to Zhao Qingtang!

It was seen in the wind, and in just one breath, it turned into an arc of light like a moon wheel, emitting the sharpness and sharpness of everything.

He directly split the yellow spear and rushed straight to the two of them, looking quite invincible.

The two late-stage Jindan cultivators, one of whom used all their last strength to release a killing move. At this moment, they were already a little unstable in their body shape. How could they avoid it?

The other one is struggling hard, but the energy in the whole body has been blocked by this sword energy.

No, it was cut off.

Before the sword aura arrived, the sword aura came first, cutting and shattering the space around him with the sword aura, and it was impossible to move.

What a powerful means, such power is definitely better than Chu Wendao and above Yang Tianxia!

He seemed to see a powerful sword master swinging a lightly and split everything in front of him.

But isn’t this female cultivator born from a mundane family, and has never been granted a famous teacher in Kunlun?

Why is there such an existence standing behind it?

Li Changqing hurt me!

He was resentful in his heart.

Whether it is Li Xuan or him, the current death realm is given by this useless young master.

The approaching of the sword made him feel that his body seemed to have been broken, and he felt unreal as if he had split into two.

The body of the Jindan monk was also cut by the willful knife energy, like the pain of cutting into pieces by thousands of knives.

Li Xuan beside him was even more serious. The remaining half of his body was bleeding. At this moment, all his clothes and skin were strangled and blocked by the blue sword energy, and blood marks were splashed.

As the sword aura approached, the pressure deepened step by step, making people feel that kind of fear.

With a swish, the bodies of the two were cut off in the waist.

Bang!

It's a bloody splash.

Even the remains of the soul in the Niwan Palace were killed with one knife.

The blue sword aura came towards Li Changqing who was following them.

He clearly did not panic in the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

Malicious intentions and haze surged in his eyes.

"Useless waste."

Dao Gang forced himself, but his eyes were calm.

A platinum halo suddenly opened around him.

This halo and the Qingfeng sword agitated violently.

Rune lights burst out from the platinum halo, and the sword aura were destroyed by each other.

Pei Xihe was still flying upwards, but his eyes were always staring at the one below.

She unexpectedly met Li Changqing.

Both of them had cold eyes and cold murderous intent.

Filled with malice and murderous intent.

A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Li Changqing's lips.

A mere lowly female cultivator wants to kill him?

Even if he stood here and asked her to fight, the ancestor blessed two secret forces to protect his body, and now there was one left.

Plus his various magic weapons and secret techniques.

If he really matches it, even if he doesn't have two late stages of the Golden Pill, he can easily capture and kill Pei Xihe.

Where did she get the courage?

Pei Xihe turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

Flying towards the sky with all your heart.

With the blessing of the phoenix wings, the flight speed was three points faster than Li Changqing.

So for the time being, she is safe.

Her heart was filled with gratitude to Zhao Qingtang at this moment.

Unexpectedly, such a rough man sealed his sword energy when he was refining the cold marrow and yin energy for her.

Only when Pei Xihe really faces the dangers of life and death, he will snatch out and kill the enemy.

I'm afraid even the Nascent Soul monk can kill him.

Otherwise, if you didn't really die just now, you would lose half of your life.

Li Changqing was surprised by her speed and could not catch up with her, so he simply stopped chasing her.

Black gas emerged from his palm, a black bead condensed, and it immediately floated up, swelling a few points in front of him.

The remaining breath of Pei Xihe around was quickly collected and absorbed.

A black seal appeared on his eyebrows.

Over the past two years, he thought he could not improve his spiritual roots and satisfy his qualifications to practice the taboo secret technique, so he changed to practice the "Dark Book" and was in danger, which was considered a rush to seek medical treatment.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy at this moment.

Without those two, Li Changqing would not have to worry about being discovered to practice the forbidden arts.

He gently pulled a solid breath with his fingertips.

A faint black light appeared on the index finger.

"The secret method of Yin Ling, I will be dark and lonely."

"ban!"

Pei Xihe was moving rapidly, and she felt that it was almost the end.

Suddenly, black runes appeared around him.

In an instant, she felt the air solidify and the space blockade.
To be continued...