"I didn't find me or underestimate you."

Long Ting's eyes turned, and he had actually used all his strength. Whether it was the positive heart seal at the beginning or the thunder seal later, it was a killer move.

In the past, whenever the enemy was honest, the battle was basically resolved. Whether it was a demon or a ghost, the fighting spirit was directly disintegrated and Longting could not be fought against.

But he never expected that the two tricks would not work for Wang Yu at all.

At this time, it was already difficult to get rid of the tiger. The other party clearly wanted to kill someone. He was a disciple of the Confucian sect, so how could he die easily?

"Two, please help me. After you go out, Long should thank you very much."

Long Ting decisively shook people, but he didn't believe it. The three of them could not subdue Wang Yu.

The monk and Taoist priest looked at each other and decided to take action at the same time.

They each took out magic weapons, the monk used a ring knife, and the Taoist priest had a seven-star sword.

"Three major sects? But that's it!"

Wang Yu sneered on his face: "You'd better go together, save me the trouble of killing them one by one."

"Arrogant!"

The Taoist priest is named Qingfeng, who is the top ten disciples of the Taoist sect. Except for the monsters in the sect, no matter how amazing the people outside are, he doesn't take them seriously. How can he allow Wang Yu to be so arrogant at this time?

The monk chanted the Buddha's name and said in harmony: "The donor is deeply influenced by the demon, so let the little monk come to plunder the demonic nature for you and take refuge in my Buddha!"

"Don't talk nonsense to him, just take action!"

Longting above shouted angrily, and the thunder seal was activated again. With the roar, silver lights slashed at Wang Yu.

Not only did he use all his strength, he also held a top-grade spiritual pill in his mouth, so he could burst out with such power.

As a disciple of the Confucian scholar, fighting with outsiders is a shame, so Long Ting is determined to fight quickly.

But how could Wang Yu be defeated by this little thunder?

If a Jindan monk used this move, he might be afraid of it, but Longting was just a foundation-building after all. Even if he had good talent, he could still be better than Wang Yu?

Or is it really powerful?

Can there be a sword cultivator who specializes in fighting for a living?

It was just a simple and up-and-out sword energy that directly defeated Thunder and slashed Long Ting in the air with constant force.

If it weren't for the amulet given by the sect, he might have died directly.

Even though most of the power was blocked, there was still an aftermath hitting his chest.

With a sneer, blood kept gushing out of Long Ting's mouth, and people fell from mid-air.

At that height, if you are lucky, you will break your arms and legs. If you are not lucky, you may fall to death.

Fortunately, the monk took action to hold him back, which was to avoid suffering.

"Good methods are all used to use swords. You can also try my sword skills!"

Qingfeng was happy when he saw the hunting, so he had no idea to take action with the monk. He took advantage of his time to save people and took action directly.

The sword light flowed, and he rose from the ground and turned into a stream of light and shot towards Wang Yu.

And while taking action, there is also a desire to cut off all things, which is integrated into the move. Not to mention blocking the opponent, ordinary people may not even be able to control their minds.

"Sword Intention?"

Wang Yu was stunned, but soon realized that Qingfeng was not using the sword intent at all, but integrating the spiritual method into the sword, which resulted in such an effect.

It seems the same, but it is actually very different.

Sword Intent is a sword cultivator who reaches a certain level and combines his own thoughts with the sword that is sacrificed in his body to cultivate it.

It's much more than just affecting others' minds.

"Pretending to behave, are you also called using a sword?"

Wang Yu curled his lips disdainfully. Since Qingfeng wanted to use a sword to distinguish the score, he would satisfy the other party.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy in Wang Yu's dantian surged out and moved along the meridians to all parts of his body.

Qingfeng was already close at hand, and as long as he moved forward one inch, he could pierce his throat.

But just one inch away is the end of the world.

The next moment, a bright sword light suddenly appeared in front of the people present, and it flashed in the air.

It was not as powerful as before, but it gave them the feeling that they had encountered a natural enemy and even their thoughts were frozen.

The breeze paused in the air for a second, and then the person split into two from the middle and fell to the ground.

As a master of the Taoist sect, he naturally has life-saving things, and it is also the best. Even the Jindan monk wants to kill Qingfeng, it will take some trouble.

But even so, under the extremely condensed sword light of Wang Yu, it was still broken instantly.

Everyone was stunned.

They stared blankly at the corpse that was turned into two halves on the ground.

"You...you actually killed him?"

The monk could no longer maintain his calmness, and his eyebrows were beating wildly, "You really dare to kill him!"

Wang Yu showed a sneer on his face. The disciples of the three major sects are used to being arrogant. Although they have good talents, their minds are indeed not very good.

"Not only will I kill him, you two can't escape!"

When the monk heard this, he took a few steps back, and he no longer had the confidence to win.

He turned his eyes and said to the monks around him: "You are just watching the thieves commit evil? As long as you take him down and hand him over to the Taoist sect, the little monk can be a guarantee and ask for you for wealth!"

Many people showed a look of temptation, but Wang Yu was so fierce that they were afraid that they would die when they went over.

Although spiritual elixirs are good, they still need to be killed.

Seeing that the monk was not good, he wanted to make another big news. How could Wang Yu do what he wanted, so he said, "The three of them join forces are not my opponents, let alone you? Cherish my kindness, otherwise, if you lose yourself, you will lose everything."

The cold words seemed to have a kind of magic power, which made some monks calm down instantly and widen the distance.

The monk's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I can retreat and let you cause trouble for the scholar. How about our well water not breaking into the river?"

He was completely shameless and could say anything in order to survive.

And he was also thick-skinned and had no reaction to the contemptuous gazes of the monks around him.

Long Ting was so angry that he wanted to curse, but just as he opened his mouth, another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"sure."

Wang Yu smiled and his tone was surprisingly gentle.

The monk was ecstatic and was about to retreat. As a result, he had just taken two steps and a sword energy flew towards him.

His face changed, and he quickly used his power to resist, and at the same time waved the sword in his hand to counteract the sword energy.

Unlike the other two, this monk changed his body and life-saving skills, so Wang Yu wrote that although the sword energy broke through his defense, he only cut off his clothes and did not even break the oily skin on his body.

"You don't keep your promise!"

While the monk breathed a sigh of relief, he shouted angrily: "Be careful to go to the hell of tongue after death!"

Wang Yu frowned and had a new understanding of this guy's fear of death.

Can you block one sword, can you block the second sword and the third sword?

Anyway, he doesn't have many other things, just enough sword and qi pipes.

And it's still early, so you can play slowly.
Chapter completed!