Chapter 111 Thirty-Three Deadly Flying Swords

For Bai Wei, she had some issues with Li Guanxuan.

Although it is not a mortal enemy, two well-established masters from the Thunder Fire Sect and the Mingyue Sword Sect are currently trying to kill Li Guanxuan. If she, the Ink and Water Pavilion, gets involved, she will definitely die.

And in Bai Wei's view, it is obvious that having a good relationship with Yan Mingyao and Ling Jiansheng will bring more benefits than having a good relationship with Li Guanxuan.

The three-hundred-year-old spirit tree is what Bai Wei needs most urgently now.

Li Guanxuan was unwilling to exchange with her at first, but now she can only rely on her own ability to obtain it.

Seeing that the three major forces had already moved towards Li Guanxuan in the middle stage of foundation building, Yu Jie, a demon cultivator from Xingluo Valley, narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"Fellow Taoist, you are a serious sword cultivator. I can't ask anyone to help you, but because I can't stand the style of serious monks, I can personally help you hold Yan Mingyao off. This has nothing to do with human feelings. It’s purely personal preferences and grudges!”

Li Guanxuan turned to look at Yu Jie, nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you very much."

Yu Jie also winked at the demon cultivators around him.

Now the decent monks have to deal with Li Guanxuan, which just gives them a chance to breathe and make a fortune.

He stayed here to help Li Guanxuan hold off Yan Mingyao, and the remaining demon cultivators could compete with the people of the Alchemy Sect for heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Coming to Chilian Mountains, getting rich is the most important thing!

"Be careful, he has a mana puppet at the peak of Foundation Establishment. We must hold back his mana puppet before we have a chance to win!" Bai Wei reminded.

"Just take action with confidence, as if no one has established a peak puppet!"

Yan Mingyao's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

He took out a strongman puppet at the eighth level of foundation building, and at the same time a strongman puppet at the peak of foundation building. The two dark and hard puppets instantly started to kill in the direction of Li Guanxuan!

Without any hesitation, Bai Wei took out a white bow and attached three spiritual arrows filled with mana.

The arrow carried a second-level high-grade fire attack talisman, and his consciousness was firmly locked on Li Guanxuan.

At the same time, the monks in the middle stage of foundation building in Shui Mo Pavilion did not hesitate and drew their bows and arrows.

Seeing this formation, the Black Rain Sect demon cultivators who had previously fought against Shui Mo Pavilion narrowed their eyes.

They even suffered a lot of losses due to the powerful archery skills of Shui Mo Pavilion, and lost many demon cultivators from their sect.

Every bow and every spiritual arrow in the Shui Mo Pavilion will have been cultivated for many years through mana. Like the treasure talismans refined and engraved by one's own hands, it has extremely strong lethality and penetrating power.

Ordinary monks of the same realm can only use magic weapons to resist these spiritual arrows and treasure talismans. If they resist with physical strength, they will only die and disappear.

"Let's go, this man is almost dead. Let's collect the treasures of heaven and earth first. Don't waste time here."

A demon cultivator from the Black Rain Sect spoke up.

He didn't even need to look at the results, he already knew how miserable Li Guanxuan's fate would be.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

One after another, spiritual arrows shot through the air, each with a fire attack talisman hanging on them. The momentum was overwhelming, and they shot like a rain of fire.

The expressions of Chen Yinshan and Fang Xingzhi changed drastically!

However, just when they wanted to come up to help resist, Li Guanxuan waved his hand and said:

"You guys go and stop the Thunder Fire Sect's puppets, and leave the rest to us!"

"Old Li..."

Chen Yinshan wanted to say something else, but Fang Xingzhi went straight towards the puppets of the Thunder Fire Sect and said in a deep voice:

"Stop acting like a pussy, just trust him!"

At this time, dozens of second-order middle-grade flying swords appeared behind Li Guanxuan, and thirty-three Qingxuan sword intentions spread out quietly.

When he felt this terrifying killing sword intent, Chen Yinshan was slightly startled, and then followed Fang Xingzhi to the Thunder Fire Sect without hesitation.

really.

Since Lao Li moved to the shanty town of Qing'an City, he has been practicing and living steadily, without the slightest thought of going out for adventure.

Since marrying Rong Xin, he has become even more timid and fearful.

Therefore, if Li Guanxuan dares to take action, he is 200% sure and does not need to worry about anything at all.

He just needs to be obedient!

After the Great Elder of Shui Mo Pavilion felt the familiar killing sword intent, he immediately pulled away and reminded:

"Be careful with his flying sword skills. This person is definitely not an ordinary swordsman. Carelessness will only cost you your life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thirty-three flying swords turned into streaks of sword light and shot away.

Collided with the fire rain.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The talismans and spirit arrows exploded instantly.

But the flying sword was unstoppable and headed straight towards all the foundation-building monks in Shui Mo Pavilion.

Li Guanxuan's consciousness dispersed and his eyes were fixed on Bai Wei.

"not good!"

Bai Wei's face changed drastically, and a chill grew in her heart. Her pretty face became solemn, and she waved her hand and threw out three defensive talismans, trying to block the incoming flying sword.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

The mana surged and the sword intent surged. Although the three defensive talismans blocked the nine flying swords, nine flying swords penetrated Bai Wei's body one after another.

In an instant, blood flowers bloomed on Bai Wei's body, dyeing the flawless white gauze skirt red.

Bai Wei was stunned. She never thought that she would die without leaving any last words...

She looked at the face with cold eyes. Even though she felt endless regret in her heart, it was of no use at this moment. Her vision was swallowed up by darkness little by little.

Fairy Bai Wei, who enjoyed a good reputation, passed away.

The Black Rain Sect demon cultivator who was about to leave noticed the shocking sword intent erupting here. When he turned back to take a look, he saw with his own eyes that Bai Wei of Shui Mo Pavilion was killed by a flying sword.

The blood flowers are delicate and beautiful, and the beautiful shadow in the white dress falls from the mid-air.

However, things are not over yet.

After Li Guanxuan destroyed the flowers with ruthless hands, he showed no mercy, and even his expression did not change. The war was not over yet, so how could he be happy so early.

Thirty-three flying swords continued to pierce the sky, harvesting the lives of the monks who were in the middle stages of establishing the foundation of the Ink and Ink Pavilion.

Corpses fell in mid-air like Baiwei.

The ruthless killing sword intent is spreading rapidly in this world.

"This...what is the origin of this sword cultivator?"

"Thirty-three life-threatening flying swords, even those without advanced foundation-building cultivation can't stop them, right?"

"I think the later stages of foundation building are also hanging..."

"..."

Many demon monks who left were shocked when they noticed this scene.

Especially Black Rain Sect.

The Shui Mo Pavilion, which had caused them to defeat many masters, was wantonly massacred by an unknown swordsman!

…

Chen Yinshan and Fang Xingzhi also blocked the Thunder Fire Sect's puppets.

As for Yan Mingyao and the two puppets, they were held back by Yu Jie.

Ling Jiansheng felt the power of the thirty-three flying swords and stared at Li Guanxuan. When he sensed that Bai Wei was in danger, he immediately turned into a sword and shot away.

But a graceful figure stood in front of Ling Jiansheng.

Demonic energy, sword intent, and divine consciousness comparable to the peak of foundation building instantly locked onto Ling Jiansheng.

At the same time, Qin Jiyue held a purple rapier and shook out a sword flower.

Thousands of sword energy turned into a storm, trying to kill all the mid-stage foundation-building sword cultivators of Mingyue Sword Sect!

At this time, Bai Wei died, and all the monks in the middle stage of foundation building in Shui Mo Pavilion were killed by thirty-three flying swords.

Ling Jiansheng had no time to take care of the situation at the Shui Mo Pavilion. He stared at the woman in front of him with sharp eyes, feeling as if he was facing a formidable enemy physically and mentally, and shouted:

"Formation!"

He never expected that the powerful person was not only the sword cultivator surnamed Li, but also the Taoist companions around him, who were so terrifying!

The mid-stage foundation-building sword cultivators of Mingyue Sword Sect dare not be careless at this moment, because the fate of Shui Mo Pavilion is a bloody lesson.

"This small formation can't even compare to my husband's seal formation."

Qin Jiyue looked contemptuous and disdainful.

Facing the attack of the sword array, she first threw out a crystal clear treasure talisman, blended into the void, stirred up ripples, and circles of water rippled out.

Then, the sword light was like a thousand divine clouds, extremely sharp, and it split open the mid-stage foundation-building sword formation of Mingyue Sword Sect!

This is the talisman and seal formation that Li Guanxuan specially refined for her.

She also specially used the immortal energy and sword intention to cultivate it, and it was easy to break through a sword formation in the middle stage of foundation building.

"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist, we have given you the three-hundred-year Dragon Scale Fruit, and we are also willing to bear all your losses!"

At this time, Yunli, who was as famous as Bai Wei, immediately appeared, stood in front of Ling Jiansheng, and said to Qin Jiyue.

A trace of anger flashed in Qin Jiyue's eyes, and she raised her sword to kill.

Did you just come out to be a peacemaker at this time?

What did you do early?

However, Li Guanxuan sent a message and said: "Just take away the three-hundred-year-old Dragon Scale Fruit and ask her to compensate her for ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones. We have already offended the Shui Mo Pavilion to death. If we provoke the Mingyue Sword Sect again, we will be in trouble." It will be bigger.”

Hearing Li Guanxuan's words, Qin Jiyue's heart sank.

Indeed, the Thunder Fire Sect was hostile to them. Now that the foundation-building monks of Shui Mo Pavilion were killed one after another in the hands of Li Guanxuan, this debt must be settled.

If the Mingyue Sword Sect is offended to death again...

Liu Xiaoxian really may not be able to protect them.

"Dragon scale fruit, plus ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones." Qin Jiyue stared at Yunli and said coldly.

"no problem!"

Yunli agreed immediately and threw out a spirit stone bag. Then he looked at Ling Jiansheng and told him to be sensible.

"Junior sister, we..."

Ling Jiansheng was interrupted halfway by Yunli:

"The purpose of our coming here is not to kill this unknown sword cultivator. The grudge between us will not escalate into a blood feud. It can be completely resolved. I hope senior brother will not take the lives of many junior brothers and sisters!"

Yunli knew that Ling Jiansheng would not admit defeat, but the demon nun in front of him was too terrifying.

Just one sword flower can generate such a terrifying sword energy storm.

Now even the sword array has been broken. If he doesn't come up with something to compensate, Li Guanxuan will definitely come to kill Ling Jiansheng as soon as possible!

After all, Li Guanxuan's goal has always been for the three-hundred-year-old dragon scale fruit.

"Senior Brother Ling..."

Several sword cultivators from the Mingyue Sword Sect also showed fear and whispered words of advice.

They really felt a strong killing intent just now. If they really continue to fight, someone among them will definitely die.

Everyone worked hard to reach the middle stage of foundation building, and no one was willing to lose their lives just like that.

Hearing everyone trying to persuade him, Ling Jiansheng gritted his teeth and threw out the Three Hundred Years Dragon Scale Fruit.

Qin Jiyue used her spiritual sense to check it out, and after realizing that there was no problem, she rolled up the dragon scale fruit and spirit stone bag and came to Li Guanxuan's side.

Everyone in the Shui Mo Pavilion has been killed by Li Guanxuan, and the only one left is the Thunder Fire Sect.

"withdraw!"

When Yan Mingyao saw this scene, he led the Thunder Fire Sect people to retreat without hesitation.

The battle at the Peak of Foundation Establishment was also intensifying, and it was very anxious. The sect leader's father had no chance to use his powers to help him deal with Li Guanxuan.

As for the later stage of foundation building...

He was also involved in other disputes and had no time to take care of him.

If you don't run, you really can't run away.

"Husband." Qin Jiyue said in a deep voice.

As Yun Li said, they don't have any blood feud with Mingyue Sword Sect, just some grievances over the fight for spiritual medicine.

Can be resolved.

Yan Mingyao has tried to kill Li Guanxuan again and again!

Letting him go is tantamount to letting a tiger go back to the mountain.

So, in Qin Jiyue's opinion, Yan Mingyao must die here today no matter what!

"Old Chen, Fang Xingzhi, leave all the people in the middle stage of foundation building in Leihuo Sect!"

Li Guanxuan is not a hesitant person. He shouted loudly and turned into a sword light to chase after him.

The account of the You family, the account between the two of them, and the account with Chen Yinshan and Fang Xingzhi... These are all the reasons why Li Guanxuan must kill Yan Mingyao.

Anyway, he and Leihuo Sect are already an irreconcilable deadly feud, so it is better to kill Yan Mingyao.

If he lets Yan Mingyao go today, the other party will not only not be grateful to him, but will laugh at his stupidity and will make trouble for him in the future.

"Hahaha... count me in!"

When Yu Jie just held Yan Mingyao, he was hit by many punches.

Now seeing Li Guanxuan chasing him, he immediately laughed and quickly caught up.

Just as Li Guanxuan and others were chasing the Leihuo Sect monk, the Flame Demon Bear hiding in the corner in the distance stared, quietly retreated, and then slipped away.

It wanted to help...

But the big guy didn't seem to need its help.

However, it can collect spoils for the big guy, so this should also be considered as help, right?

A dozen red golden rats hid underground, quietly dragged the body of the Shuimo Pavilion's mid-stage foundation building monk into the ground, and then quickly slipped away without stopping.

They didn't even dare to make a squeak, for fear of being discovered by others.

…

“Damn it!”

Yan Mingyao had long lost his previous arrogance.

The strength displayed by Li Guanxuan, coupled with the cultivation and combat power of his Taoist partner, made Yan Mingyao not want to face him head-on.

The peak foundation building and the eighth level of the strongman puppets broke through the air, intending to stop Li Guanxuan and others and buy time for Yan Mingyao to escape.

However, Qin Jiyue shook out a sword flower and instantly tore the eighth level of the strongman puppet into pieces.

The sword energy storm swept, and pieces of broken iron essence fell into Qin Jiyue's hands.

She didn't forget that this was a treasure that her husband had bought back.

If the Leihuo Sect hadn't tried to seize Huajing Fairy City, her husband would not have agreed to exchange with Yan Mingyao.

“Bang bang bang…”

Not far away, the second-stage late-stage Flame Demon Bear rushed over and roared, indicating that the peak foundation building strongman puppet should be handed over to it for processing.

Qin Jiyue chuckled. This Flame Demon Bear was quite interesting.

Then, Qin Jiyue swung his sword and cut off one arm of the peak foundation-building warrior puppet, and then left.

But he heard...

"Fellow Daoist Li, spare my life!"