Chapter 412 Liu Weigang Builds His Foundation

Chapter 412 Liu Weigang, who is building his foundation

"Huh? Is it him?" Zhang Yuhe knew it after a quick glance and shouted in astonishment.

"Who?" Zhang Yutong was puzzled. He didn't seem to be familiar with the cultivator who was building his foundation in the distance!

"Sister, you forgot!" Zhang Yuhe sneered, "At the Yuxian Conference that day, this guy came out of the illusion array and used a flying sword to assassinate another seriously injured female cultivator, but was blocked by my sister's purple spirit. Humph, how can such a person be qualified to use a flying sword?"

"Oh!" Zhang Yutong suddenly realized and nodded slightly, "I have a slight impression! However, this guy seemed to be expelled from the Zhu Island of Taiqing Sect by their teacher that day... It's bad! Senior Deming has made a thousand calculations, but he missed this guy. Is he... going to cause trouble for my sister?"

Zhang Yuhe looked at Liu Weigang who was flying closer and closer, with a look of disdain on his face: "Isn't he just a Taoist cultivator who has just set foot on the foundation? How could he be a match for my sword cultivator? If he has any ideas, let my sister's purple spirit taste his blood!"

After speaking, a trace of murderous aura flashed in Zhang Yuhe's eyes!

"Sister, don't be careless!" Zhang Yutong slowed down the sword light, looked around with his mind, and found nothing special. He wondered: "Since this guy is blocking the way, he must be sure. But can he... resist the two of us alone?"

"Is he... coming to thank us?" Zhang Yuhe also smiled and said: "Did my sister's sword make him realize and find the opportunity to build his foundation? That's why he rushed to the front to wait for us?"

Zhang Yutong rolled his eyes at his sister, and the two of them still urged the sword light to fly towards Liu Weigang.

When the two of them got close to Liu Weigang, they stopped the sword light. Zhang Yuhe said coldly: "This Taoist friend, what are you doing standing in the air? The wind is so strong, you might as well stay in the cave and sleep!"

"Haha, who wakes up first in a big dream, I know it all my life!! I remember that after I capture the two Taoist friends, I will naturally go back to the cave to sleep!" Liu Weigang said with a big laugh.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Yuhe laughed even louder than Liu Weigang, as if she had seen the funniest thing in the world. She pointed her finger and said, "You? A few days ago, you were still a little cultivator of Qi Refining. Even if you are a foundation-building cultivator today, you are no match for me just based on your Taoism. How dare you say that you can take down my two sisters?"

Then, while laughing, she opened her mouth, and the purple flying sword whistled out and stabbed directly at Liu Weigang's head!

Seeing the purple sword light coming like a deletion, Liu Weigang did not dare to neglect it. He pinched the magic formula in his hand, and a light red light curtain suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was blocking the flying sword. With a "dang" sound, the flying sword seemed to be stabbed on an iron wall, and several sparks burst out from the light curtain. "Go!" Zhang Yuhe saw that the flying sword was blocked, and her face was slightly stunned. The magic power was activated, and the purple flying sword swelled slightly, as if it had just woken up and stretched, and rushed towards the light curtain again.

With a light "puff" sound, a tiny hole was drilled in the light curtain this time, and the flying sword drilled into the hole very flexibly!

"Ah?" Liu Weigang obviously didn't expect that the flying sword could be driven like this, and his face showed astonishment, but then, he didn't see how he moved, the light curtain flashed, the red color was slightly thick, and the light curtain seemed to be wider, covering the flying sword. Zhang Yuhe felt that Zi Ling seemed to be trapped in a sticky quagmire, and there was a huge obstacle in front of her. If she didn't increase her mana, she might not be able to succeed!

"Hmph! I want to see what other tricks you, a cultivator who just built a foundation, have!" Zhang Yuhe was furious, her face flushed, and she shouted: "Hurry~", put her hands together, put her index and middle fingers together, and pointed at Zi Ling. Zi Ling seemed to have taken a pill, and with a "whoosh" sound, it grew bigger and became like a door panel. The whole sword body emitted a light purple sword light and slashed towards the light red light curtain!

"Zila la la" the light curtain melted little by little under the sword light, just like ice and snow in boiling water, without any resistance!

"Little girl! Look at my tricks!" Liu Weigang's face showed ferocity, he slapped the storage bag, took out an orange handkerchief, waved his hand, and dropped it on the light curtain in front of him. The same light flashed, and the light curtain turned blood red!

Just when Zhang Yuhe was about to activate her magic power, she heard Zhang Yutong, who had been raiding the formation, shouting angrily: "Who!" Then, with a spit from her cherry mouth, a green sword light suddenly stabbed towards the place about ten feet below her feet. There was a light "puff" sound, and then several lights flashed, followed by a scream of "ah". A cultivator of the eleventh level of Qi Refining appeared in the light. The cultivator held a formation flag in his hand, and the other hand was bleeding, which was stabbed by Qing Ling.

Just when Zhang Yutong wanted to activate Qingling to kill the monk, a light mist emerged from the light, and the monk disappeared in the blink of an eye!

"Hmph!" Zhang Yutong's Qingling flying sword shuttled back and forth in the mist several times, but missed every time. Then he pointed his finger, and Qingling drew a brilliant green light in the air and rushed towards the position of Ziling...

"Hahaha!" With a loud laugh, a burly monk appeared next to Liu Weigang. The monk was wearing a mask and his true face could not be seen. The monk held a small bell with brilliant golden light in his hand, and waved his hand to offer it in the air. The golden bell spun in the air, and circles of golden light fell, covering the monk and Liu Weigang!

"Magic weapon??" Zhang Yuhe and Zhang Yutong's expressions changed slightly. Their spiritual thoughts swept over and they couldn't clearly see the monk's cultivation. They looked at each other with a trace of astonishment in their eyes. Then, the two exchanged glances slightly. Pointing his hand, Qing Ling and Zi Ling turned into slender sword light, and suddenly stabbed towards the brilliance of the golden bell!

"Ding ding" sounded twice in a row, and the two flying swords only penetrated about an inch of the golden light, and could not penetrate anymore!

At this moment, Zhang Yuhe raised his hand and touched it in the air. A green brilliance flashed past. Following the movement of his palm, he suddenly flew towards the left in the air!

"Hurry, stop it~" the monk shouted, took out a formation flag in his hand, waved it in mid-air, and a faint mist appeared in front of the brilliance, blocking the green brilliance!

"Quiet!" Zhang Yuhe frowned and shouted. The green light showed its shape, and there was another flying sword. The flying sword rotated and rushed into the mist!

There was a soft "squeak" sound, and a gap was drilled out of the mist. "Huh, a flying sword to pass a message??" The monk sneered: "Now that I have taken action, do you still want to spread the news?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and hit the flying sword with a magic spell.

"Let's go!" Zhang Yutong shouted, and the Qingling sword flew back. She vertically landed on the sword light, and flew in the opposite direction of the flying sword.

Zhang Yuhe also cast spells, but she controlled the Purple Spirit Sword and flew in the direction of the flying sword!

The flying sword is indeed very fast. Before the monk's magic formula can land on the flying sword that passed the message, Zhang Yuhe's purple spirit flew towards him. "Poof" Zhang Yuhe's little mouth opened again, and there was a purple sword light. The spurt hit the mist that blocked the flying sword. This sword light was the sword of the Purple Spirit that Zhang Yuhe sacrificed. It always warms the Purple Spirit, and its sharpness is no less than that of another Purple Spirit. It is extremely It is easy to penetrate the fog color! The flying sword that passed the message immediately flew out of the gap with great speed!

"Hurry up and chase the flying sword!" Zhang Yuhe sneered as she heard the monk's instructions. She knew that once the letter of the flying sword was sent out, it would immediately merge with the aura of heaven and earth. If it weren't for a cultivation level two higher than her own, The realm is absolutely unstoppable. Moreover, the Feijian Chuan has already contained the image she sent out. Even if he and his sister were in an accident and could not escape the interception of this monk, the Xuanjian Sect of the Huan Kingdom would be able to find this place based on the Feijian Chuan!

"Where to go!" The monk shouted, raised his hand, and a three-foot-long rope flew into the air. Under the influence of the monk's magic power, it immediately transformed into a three-foot-long dragon, raised its head and roared. , stirred the body, opened his teeth and claws and chased in the direction where Zhang Yutong flew away!

The figure of the monk in enchanted clothes also flew up, following Xiaolong towards Zhang Yutong.

Liu Weigang hesitated slightly, then took out a formation flag and waved it in his hand. A light red cloud appeared under his feet, carrying him to fly towards Zhang Yuhe! At the same time, he waved the formation flag again, and several thick fogs appeared in front of Zhang Yuhe, blocking her way to escape!

"Hmph!" Seeing Liu Weigang chasing after him, and looking at the formation flag in his hand, Zhang Yuhe knew that he had fallen into the formation he arranged. Although Liu Weigang's cultivation was not as good as his own, but with the help of the formation, he was afraid that he would be a little It was dangerous, so he had no intention of fighting with Liu Weigang. Seeing many clouds emerging from the front, he bit his teeth and slapped his forehead with one hand. He saw Zhang Yuhe's forehead, as the palm of his hand opened. , the same purple sword light shot out from the Niwan Palace and flew in front of the Zi Ling Sword. This sword light was three points thicker than the color of the Zi Ling Sword!

At the same time, Zhang Yuhe leaned forward and pinched the magic formula in his hand. His whole body spun like a top and pierced the clouds with an awl. However, the purple sword light that stood out from Zhang Yuhe just now was on the awl. at the forefront!

With the "Zi La La" sound, the clouds were indeed as sharp as iron, and they were extremely sticky, sticking to Zhang Yuhe's entire body!

A large swath of purple brilliance emerged from the contact between Zhang Yuhe's head and the clouds, dyeing the surrounding clouds. The brilliance of the brilliance dazzled Liu Weigang, who was chasing after him, and he couldn't help but raise his arms to block his eyes. But the purple brilliance is so domineering, even if you close your eyes, what remains in your heart is purple!

Liu Weigang activated his magic power, and bursts of brilliance flashed up and down his body. The purple brilliance was also dim. When Liu Weigang's mind swept over him, a gap the size of a person was revealed in the clouds. Zhang Yuhe had disappeared without a trace. …