Chapter 1249: Purple Thunder Sword

Li Qingfeng stood where he was, neither running away nor moving, but quietly watching Yao Ling'er and Heisha fight.

As the number one person in the Yao Dao, Yao Ling'er is stronger than Heisha.

Every time Heisha launched an attack, it was crushed by Yao Linger's huge palm, and it couldn't hit Li Qingfeng at all.

"Yaohuang's Palm." Yao Ling'er shouted, and swung out the palm of his right hand, turning into a huge white palm, and slapped Heisha's body.

Heisha's face changed, and she felt a threat from this huge palm.

Heisha also waved his claw, which was Jiuyin's claw, trying to block Yao Ling'er's attack.

But this time, Yao Ling'er used 70% of her skills.

Yao Ling'er's huge palm contained invincible power. The palm hit the black claw, causing Heisha's body to back up a few steps. There was also a scar on the claw, and the skin was broken.

"Heisha, you are not my opponent." Yao Ling'er smiled coldly and said, with a hint of disdain in her tone.

Heisha looked gloomy, looked at Heifeng next to him and said: Let's go together and kill this witch.

Hei Feng nodded, he waved his claws, and together with Heisha, he hit Yao Ling'er.

Yao Ling'er smiled coldly and didn't care. Although she faced two half-step Linghuang Realm, she didn't have a trace of fear in her heart.

Yao Ling'er took out a long sword from her body, it was a purple long sword, exuding purple light, and a purple lightning flashed on it, this sword is called Zilei Sword.

The Purple Thunder Sword exuded a sharp light, and the sword energy shot out, piercing the sky, and there was a thunderbolt circulating on the long sword.

boom!

Yao Ling'er waved the purple thunder sword in his hand, turned into a bolt of lightning and slashed at the Black Wind Shuangsha, directly shattering the sharp claws transformed from the true essence of the Black Wind Shuangsha.

Afterwards, Yao Ling'er flipped his right wrist, and the Zilei Sword stabbed forward again, shooting out two purple lightning bolts, which hit Heifeng Shuangsha's body, making Heifeng Shuangsha's face pale and his body backwards.

Although the Black Wind and Shuangsha are very powerful, what they cultivate is black true energy, which belongs to the magic way, and what they fear most are thunder, lightning and flames.

Yao Ling'er has the power of thunder and lightning, and her purple thunder sword can emit lightning, so naturally, she can easily defeat the black wind and two evil spirits.

"Old lady, this Yao Ling'er is stronger than before, and he still has the Purple Thunder Sword in his hand. We are not opponents." Hei Feng said in a low voice with a gloomy face.

Heisha's complexion changed, she naturally knew that her husband was right, they were no match for Yao Linger before, and now Yao Linger has the Purple Thunder Sword, Heifeng Shuangsha can't beat them even more.

But if she wanted Heisha to retreat, she felt embarrassed, because she was a half-step Spirit Emperor Realm powerhouse after all.

"Purple Thunder Flying to the Sky." Yao Ling'er yelled coquettishly, and the Zilei sword in his right hand suddenly slashed out, and a purple thunderbolt flew out from the sky, containing invincible power, and hit Heifeng and Heisha fiercely, making crackling noises the sound of.

I saw that the clothes of Heifeng Shuangsha were scorched by the lightning, and even their hair and eyebrows were scorched. Fortunately, they are both half-step Spirit Emperor Realm and have strong physical strength to resist the thunder and lightning. .

Although Black Wind Shuangsha did not die, his body was slightly injured.

"Old lady, let's retreat first, and we will take revenge later." Heifeng snorted, pulled Heisha next to him, turned around and ran, and disappeared here in a blink of an eye.

Facing the escaped black wind and double evil spirits, the demon

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Ling'er didn't chase after him, she was looking behind Li Qingfeng, because there was a person standing there, it was Monk Yikong.

As the saying goes, good and evil cannot coexist.

Yao Ling'er had fought against Monk Yikong before, and he knew that this was a powerful cultivator, whose strength was also half-step Linghuang Realm, and he also had a powerful magic weapon in his hand, which was the Demon Suppressing Bowl.

Li Qingfeng also noticed the monk Yikong behind him,

But he didn't go to talk to Monk Yikong.

Qingfeng Li walked up to Yao Ling'er, and said to her: Thank you for saving me, I owe you my life.

Li Qingfeng knew that if Yao Ling'er hadn't appeared just now to help him drive away the Black Wind Shuangsha, he would be in danger.

No matter what, Yao Ling'er in front of him saved Qingfeng Li, and Qingfeng deserves to thank him.

Yao Ling'er nodded, but did not speak, she kept staring at Monk Yikong not far away, with a dignified expression.

"Amitabha, Li Qingfeng's benefactor, you are a righteous person, how can you contact a demon person, and thank her." Monk Yikong recited a Buddha's name, looked at Li Qingfeng and said.

Hearing what Monk Yikong said, Qingfeng Li frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied in his heart.

Li Qingfeng didn't like to hear what Monk Kong said.

What is demon way?

What is right?

Just now Li Qingfeng was hunted down by the black wind and two evil spirits, but the righteous people did not save him, it was the demon spirit who saved him.

"Master Yikong, I respect you as an upright senior, but some things you said may not be right. I want to thank Yao Linger, that's my business." Li Qingfeng smiled lightly and said.

"Benefactor Li Qingfeng, if you get too close to the demons, it will have a bad influence on you." Master Yikong said with a faint smile.

Li Qingfeng curled his lips and didn't care. For him, it doesn't matter whether he is righteous or evil, as long as he treats himself well, he is a good person, and if he treats himself badly, he is a bad person.

"Yao Ling'er, you hurt my junior brother before, and today I'm going to take you in." Monk Yikong smiled coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

A year ago, when monk Yikong's younger brother went outside for alms for alms experience, he met Yao Linger and wanted to surrender Yao Linger, but he was severely injured by Yao Linger.

Yao Ling'er smiled coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Old bald donkey, don't pretend to be so noble, you just took a fancy to the Zilei sword in my hand, just say so."

Hearing Yao Ling'er's words, Monk Yikong's expression changed, obviously the words hit a sore point.

"Yao Linger, let me tell you, the Zilei sword used to be the sword of the Zilei sage. The Zilei sage is the master of our Leiyin Temple. It is not yours, so hand it over quickly." Monk Yikong sneered and said .

Although Master Kong is just a monk, his words are very methodical and occupy the moral high ground.

First of all, Monk Yikong said that the Zilei sword belonged to the Zilei sage, and the Zilei sage belonged to the Leiyin Temple.

Yao Ling'er sneered coldly, and mocked: The Zilei sage died on the ancient earth, and the Zilei sage also snatched the Zilei sword from others back then, why should I give it to you?

Li Qingfeng stood where he was, looked left and right, but didn't move.

Qingfeng Li understood that Monk Kong and Yao Ling'er were now competing for the Zilei Sword, claiming it was his own.

Li Qingfeng looked intently, and found that the Purple Thunder Sword was indeed not simple, it was a half-step Linghuang-level spiritual weapon.