Chapter 1000 Why Are You Running Away?

"What a casual cultivator! He doesn't know the seriousness of the situation! If he doesn't run away now... Oh, when will he run away?" Cui Hongshen sighed when he saw Xiao Hua still acting on his temper at this time, then shook his head and flew forward!

"What's wrong with casual cultivators?" Xiao Hua curled his lips and responded, "Casual cultivators don't have the dirty ideas of disciples from aristocratic families! I've never thought of running away from the battlefield!"

Although Xiao Hua's words were not particularly tough, he absolutely couldn't let him embarrass himself in front of Cui Hongshen!

Cui Hongshen didn't care about him at all? He flew to the front and said a few words to Dui Qimeng and others, and then accelerated to fly forward, which was completely the behavior of a competent captain.

"Hmph, let them be!" Xiao Hua, who had the highest cultivation among the ten, was unusually relaxed. He opened his mouth and put several more Qingling Pills into his mouth, just like eating beans. He operated various skills together. It took a late foundation cultivator several days to refine the medicinal power of Qingling Pills. It was refined from the meridians and the body. At the same time, the earth crystal milk in the meridians was also refined in an orderly manner. Xiao Hua wanted to take advantage of the current relaxation to improve his cultivation as soon as possible!

Thousands of miles northeast of Xiao Mao's ambush, it was already the border between Lian Country and Huan Country. It was still covered with ice and snow. A continuous mountain range was like a silver dragon lying on the earth. There was no wind and snow at this time, and a pale round sun was hanging in the sky!

In the quiet land, more than 30 male and female sword cultivators slowly flew from the south, each wearing strange armor and stepping on flying swords. Some of these sword cultivators had wounds and blood stains on their bodies, but they all had smiles on their faces and more than one storage bag hanging around their waists.

It was obvious that this was a group that won the fight with the Taoist monks, and they were returning to the sword cultivators' base in Fengmeng Mountains with a full load!

"Brother Xiang, your move is really great!" A petite female swordsman, with an admiring smile on her face, said to a swordsman of about the fourth rank of Bright Sword, "The other swordsmen are entangled with Dao Zong in the west of Fengmeng Mountains. We attacked them in the east and killed so many cultivators at once. It's a great harvest!"

"Such means! I have many of them!" The tall Brother Xiang was very proud and smiled, "This strategy of making a feint to the east and attacking the west is nothing. It's just a matter of acting quickly. Just leave before Dao Zong can react!"

"Hmph, dozens of Qi Refining cultivators and several early Foundation Establishment cultivators were all killed by our flying swords, and we didn't even send out the communication talisman. How could they know?" A male swordsman with a cold face was unhappy with Brother Xiang's arrogance and sneered.

"Yes, this is all because of Brother Lu's powerful means. He didn't even let a cultivator go!" Brother Xiang didn't care, but said mysteriously. "But don't forget the Daoist monks patrolling the Fengmeng Mountains!"

"The monks patrolling? Just kill them all!" Junior Brother Lu answered without hesitation.

"But what about their messages?" Senior Brother Xiang asked confidently with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

"This..." Junior Brother Lu was speechless, not knowing how to answer.

At this moment, a divine thought swept over from the side of the swordsman, and once it came into contact with the swordsman, it immediately locked them.

"Damn it!!!" Senior Brother Xiang noticed the divine thought and his face changed slightly. He waved his hand and said, "Quick, let's fly on the sword and see if we can escape the interception of these monks! Junior Brother Lu, you also fly the sword to send a message immediately. See which senior brother is closer to this place and come to rescue immediately!"

"Yes, I understand!" Junior Brother Lu didn't dare to say anything more and opened his mouth. An inch-long small sword came out of his mouth and circled slightly in the air. Flying straight ahead!

This group of swordsmen flew for only half a meal before they were surrounded by several groups of patrolling monks. Judging from their numbers and strength, they were similar to sword cultivators!

"Don't run!" Several mid-stage foundation-building monks who arrived first shouted angrily, "You attacked my Dao Sect disciples in Lian Country, and you want to leave safely like this? I'll leave your heads on your necks!"

As they said that, several foundation-building monks clapped their hands, and their respective magic weapons rushed into the air, emitting different colors of light and smashing at the swordsmen!

The Qi-refining monks who followed the foundation-building monks also clapped their hands, and various yellow talismans and magic weapons flew out of their storage bags and hit the swordsmen from all directions!

"Hahaha~ Such an attack power is really too weak, let me show you what a sword cultivator is!" As they said that, many sword cultivators did not hesitate, and the flying swords under their feet flew out like a pair of horses, with sword light flashing, and went up to meet them!

With the sound of "Puff, Puff" and so on, all the yellow talismans were no match for the flying swords and were all broken. Several low-level magic weapons were also no match for them and were pierced or knocked away by the flying swords. The flying swords were indeed not comparable to magic weapons!

"Hmph~ What sword cultivators are just using their souls to control swords. What's the essential difference between them and us?" The leading mid-stage foundation-building cultivator had already sacrificed the tower-shaped magic weapon. After brewing the magic formula, he pointed his hand and the pagoda pressed down like a huge rock. At the same time, the cultivator said coldly.

"Then I will let you know what a sword cultivator is!" Senior Brother Xiang showed a trace of disdain on his face. He pinched the sword formula in his hand, and the flying sword changed and turned into a meteor, holding a long tail and rushing towards the pagoda!

"Woo~~" The pagoda was obviously a very powerful magic weapon. It was shaking rapidly in the air, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth poured in frantically. Light like small flower buds condensed around the pagoda. Waves of mana surged, and waves of force came from the pagoda towards the swordsman like waves!

Although the swordsman saw that his flying sword had broken through the mana range of the pagoda and rushed to the bottom of the pagoda, there was no joy on his face! He knew that although sword cultivators were good at attacking, they only had an advantage over cultivators of the same level. If they faced cultivators of the same level who had powerful magic weapons, or cultivators of a higher level, there would be no advantage!

The meteor was also extremely powerful. Not only was the light flashing at the tail of the sword, swaying and stretching unsteadily, but the tip of the sword was almost piercing the void, vibrating! This vibration was also disturbed by the fluctuations of the pagoda. A series of "rumbling" sounds were faintly heard in the space between the meteor and the pagoda. The flying sword and the magic weapon had not yet touched each other, but they had already fought together!

"Fall~" The foundation-building cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his hand, and a phantom of a pagoda emerged from the bottom and fell rapidly!

"Break~" The swordsman sneered, his fingertips twitched slightly, and the tip of the meteor sword also twitched along with his fingertips. A flash of sword light flew out from the tip of the sword and pierced into the phantom of the pagoda!