Chapter 206: One Sword Is Enough
The female disciple of Penglai changed her expression, and finally smiled: "Since you have been told this by the senior, you can take the Yuwang Ding!"
As she spoke, she threw a small tripod and threw it to Wu Yan of Shushan Sword Sect again.
"Humph!"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and reached out to grab the small tripod, but at this moment, the sound of a sword being unsheathed sounded, and then an extremely grand sword light slashed heavily at the middle-aged man.
The masters of Sanqing Sect and Bodhi Sect followed suit.
The magic weapons and Taoist arts gathered into a brilliant and dazzling torrent, sweeping towards the middle-aged man from all directions.
"Get out!"
The middle-aged man shouted angrily, took a step forward, approached the Yuwang Ding, grabbed it in his hand, and then disappeared from the spot in a flash.
"Damn it!"
Seeing the middle-aged man disappear, everyone was furious.
Even though they attacked together, it took a long time to break the formation, and the middle-aged man had long disappeared. In desperation, everyone had to disperse and chase him.
"Xiao Lingzi, it's time for us to go too!"
The female disciple of Penglai said with a smile, but there was a hint of pride on her lips.
"Little Sister, are we going to give up the Yu Wang Ding just like that?"
Lingyu seemed very unwilling.
"Who said we should give up?" The other party smiled proudly, then took out a small tripod and shook it in his hand.
"Yu Wang Ding!"
Lingyu was overjoyed.
"Shut up, keep your voice down, and leave quickly!"
After glaring at the other party unhappily, the female disciple of Penglai was about to leave, but at this moment, the figure of the middle-aged man who had left before appeared again.
The four people in the group were all startled.
However, the female disciple of Penglai immediately returned to her smiling face: "Senior is really elusive, I admire you, I admire you!"
"What's your name?"
The middle-aged man asked, his face was very calm, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Junior Jiang Qing'er."
The female disciple of Penglai said.
"Very good, Jiang Qing'er, right? You are the first one who dares to play tricks on me like this. If that's the case, then go to hell!" As he spoke, the middle-aged man raised his hand and slapped it. Suddenly, a black handprint formed in the sky.
"Boom!"
Where the palm fell, the void could not bear its power at all and collapsed.
"Hehe!"
Faced with such a terrifying blow, Jiang Qing'er chuckled: "I call you senior just to show respect. Do you really think I am afraid of you!"
As he spoke, Jiang Qing'er opened his mouth and spit out a purple flying sword.
"Puff puff puff!"
The purple flying sword soared into the sky, quickly passed through the giant palm, cut it apart, and then turned into a flash of lightning, killing the middle-aged man.
"Super spiritual weapon!"
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes, and his figure flew back. At the same time, he also sacrificed a magic weapon to meet the purple flying sword.
"Bang!"
The two magic weapons collided, making a loud noise. The powerful sound waves radiated around, affecting many innocent people.
Especially Vivian, who had just walked out of the auction house and was about to get on the car, was knocked back by the sound wave, with blood flowing out of her mouth and nose.
The two bodyguards wanted to save Vivian, but the second sound wave hit and knocked them away directly.
On the rooftop opposite, Qin Tian just witnessed this scene.
Vivian is the descendant of an old friend. If she is allowed to fall there, the aftermath of the fight between the two masters will definitely strangle her body to pieces.
Thinking of this, he took a step forward, crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and appeared in front of the auction house gate, hugged Vivian, and lifted up the two female bodyguards, and disappeared on the spot.
After a while, thousands of meters away.
Qin Tian injected a stream of true energy into the three women, restored their momentum, and then said lightly: "Hurry up and leave here, the farther the better!"
"Mr. Qin, thank you!"
Vivian said gratefully, but her eyes were a little wet. At the moment just now, she really thought she was dead, but she didn't expect that Qin Tian seemed to come down from the sky and rescue her.
"You're welcome!"
Qin Tian waved his hand and disappeared on the spot.
Seeing this, the three women were stunned.
"Miss, let's go quickly, it's very dangerous here!"
The bodyguard reminded.
On the street outside the auction house, two magic weapons clashed fiercely in the air, and waves of energy aftermath spread out, destroying the surrounding buildings beyond recognition.
But neither of them had any intention of stopping.
At the same time, alarm bells had already sounded in the distance. It seemed that the police had learned about the situation here.
"Kill!"
The middle-aged man saw that he couldn't take down a Jindan junior for a long time, and there was a murderous intent in his eyes. He threw out another magic weapon, and at the same time, he cast a spell with his eyes, and used Taoism to kill Jiang Qing'er.
"Haha, senior is just so-so!"
Jiang Qing'er's silver bell-like voice sounded again, and then she quickly threw out four formation flags, which sank into the surroundings. Suddenly, a spiritual formation rose up and covered the entire street.
The middle-aged man was startled and slapped several palms quickly, trying to break the formation.
But this formation was extremely stable.
"Senior, I'm leaving now!"
Jiang Qing'er waved to the other party, grabbed Lingyu and the other two, and disappeared.
"Stay here!"
The middle-aged man angrily urged the magic weapon to blast out, but it blasted into the air. At the same time, the US police also arrived and were dumbfounded when they saw the entire street that was about to turn into ruins.
Jiang Qing'er, Ling Yu and the others used invisibility techniques to speed along.
In just over ten minutes, they had already left New York City and arrived at the seaside.
Just as they were about to step onto the sea, a figure suddenly flashed on the sea in front of them. The man was wearing a black robe, his face was covered with true energy, and his appearance could not be seen clearly. At the same time, he was carrying a black long sword behind him.
"Miss Jiang, hand over the Yu Wang Ding, and I will let you go!"
The black-robed man spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and dry.
"You are hiding your head and showing your tail, who are you?" Ling Yu asked coldly.
But the black-robed man ignored him, looking at Jiang Qing'er and said: "Miss Jiang, do you want to hand over the Yu Wang Ding or not?"
"You want the Yu Wang Ding? Sure, as long as you show me your true face, I will give it to you!" Jiang Qing'er said with a smile.
"It seems that Miss Jiang is unwilling to cooperate!"
The black-robed man shook his head gently, and then the black long sword behind him flew out and fell into his hands.
"Cut!"
The black sword light cut the void in half and came to Jiang Qing'er's head.
"Not good!"
Jiang Qing'er's face changed drastically, and a jade pendant rose up and appeared above her head, releasing a layer of bright yellow light shield, covering her.
But...
"Puff!"
The black sword light easily tore the light shield apart, and the cold sword blade fell on Jiang Qing'er's neck. A strong evil spirit overflowed from the sword and broke into her body, making her stiff all over, her mind almost lost, and a fear of death enveloped her.
Suddenly, a hand reached into her arms and took out a small tripod from it.
"Asshole, dare to insult my little sister!"
Ling Yu was furious and controlled the flying sword to kill the black-robed man.
But the black-robed man hit him back and knocked him away with the sword.
"See you later, Miss Jiang!"
The black-robed man put away the sword and the Yuwang Ding, and disappeared in a flash.
"Asshole, I won't let you go!"
Jiang Qing'er stamped her feet and shouted in the direction where the black-robed man disappeared, her face flushed red, and it was unclear whether it was because of shame or anger. (To be continued)