"Huh? It's him??" Zhang Yuhe knew it long ago after scanning his spiritual sense, and exclaimed in astonishment.
"Who?" Zhang Yutong was nahan, the monk who built the foundation in the distance didn't seem to be familiar with him!
"Sister forgot!" Zhang Yuhe sneered, "That day at the Feather Immortal Conference, this man came out of the phantom formation and used a flying sword to assassinate another seriously injured female cultivator, but was blocked by my little sister with a purple spirit. Hmph, how can such a person be qualified to use a flying sword?"
"Oh!" Zhang Yutong was stunned, and nodded slightly: "I have a little impression! However, it seems that this guy was expelled from the Taiqing Emperor's glory by their teacher that day It's broken! I missed it, he Could it be that he wants to trouble my sister?"
Zhang Yuhe looked at Liu Weigang, who was flying and approaching, with a look of disdain on his face: "Isn't he just a Daoist monk who just set foot in the foundation building? How could he be my opponent? If he has any ideas, let my little sister Zi Spirit taste his blood!"
After finishing speaking, a trace of evil spirit flashed in Zhang Yuhe's eyes!
"Sister, don't be careless!" Zhang Yutong slowed down the sword light, looked around with his spiritual sense, and found nothing special, and said strangely: "Since this guy is blocking the way, he is naturally sure. But he alone Can you resist me and the two of you?"
"Could it be thatyou came to thank me for waiting?" Zhang Yuhe also smiled and said, "Did the little girl's sword give him an epiphany, and thus found an opportunity to build a foundation? That's why he rushed to the front and waited for us?"
Zhang Yutong rolled his sister's eyes, and the two still urged Jian Guang to fly towards Liu Weigang.
When the two of them got close to Liu Wei, they all stopped their sword light, Zhang Yuhe said coldly: "This fellow Taoist, what are you doing standing in mid-air? The wind is so strong, why don't you stay in the cave and sleep!"
"Haha, whoever realizes the big dream first, I know it all my life!! Pindao remembers, after capturing the two fellow Taoists, Pindao will naturally go back to the cave!" Liu Weigang said with a big laugh.
"Hahaha!" Zhang Yuhe's laughter was even louder than Liu Weigang's. As if seeing the funniest thing in the world, he pointed his hand and said, "Just you? A few dozen days ago, you were a little cultivator who cultivated Qi, even if you are a little monk today. Establishing a foundation, you are not a poor opponent just by virtue and deeds, and you dare to take down my sisters without shame?"
Then, while laughing loudly, he opened his mouth, and the Purple Spirit Flying Sword whizzed out, stabbing directly at Liu Weigang's head!
Seeing the purple sword light coming as if it was deleted, Liu Weigang didn't dare to neglect, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and a light red light curtain suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, just blocking the flying sword, the sound of "dang", flying As if the sword was stabbing against an iron wall, a few sparks burst out from the light curtain, "Go!" Seeing that the flying sword was blocked, Zhang Yuhe's face was slightly stunned, urged by mana, the purple spirit flying sword swelled slightly, As if just waking up and stretching, he rushed towards the light curtain again.
With a soft "poof", a small hole was drilled out of the light curtain this time, and Feijian went into the hole very nimbly!
"Ah?" Liu Weigang obviously didn't expect Feijian to be able to drive like this, and his face showed shock, but then, he didn't see how he moved, the brilliance flashed on the light curtain, the red was slightly thicker, and the light curtain seemed to widen Usually, when the flying sword is completely covered, Zhang Yuhe feels that Ziling is stuck in a sticky quagmire, and there is a huge obstacle in front of him. If he doesn't increase his mana, he may not be able to perform meritorious deeds!
"Hmph! I want to see what you, the foundation-building cultivator just now, do!" Zhang Yuhe was furious, his face flushed, and he yelled, "Disease~", clasping his hands together, Put your index finger and middle finger together, and point towards Ziling, that Ziling seems to have taken a elixir, and with a "huh", it swells up and becomes like a door panel. The red light curtain is crossed out!
"Zi la la" under the sword light, the light curtain is like ice and snow in boiling water, melting little by little, without any resistance!
"Little girl! Look at the tricks of the Taoist!" Liu Weigang showed a ferocious face, patted the storage bag, took out an orange-red handkerchief, waved his hand, and landed on the light curtain in front of him, the same brilliance flashed Flash, the light curtain turned blood red!
Just when Zhang Yuhe was about to mobilize his magic power, Zhang Yutong, who had been rushing all the time, yelled angrily: "Who!" Afterwards, Cherry spit out a small mouth, and a cyan sword light suddenly moved towards the feet about ten feet away There was a soft sound of "poof", and then a few rays of light flashed, followed by a scream of "ah", a monk at the eleventh level of Qi refining appeared in the place of the light, and the monk held a sword in his hand. The flag was held up, but the other hand was dripping with blood, which was stabbed by Qing Ling.
Just when Zhang Yutong wanted to mobilize Qingling to kill the monk, a light mist emerged from the brilliance, and the monk disappeared in a blink of an eye!
"Huh!"?Yutong's Qingling flying sword shuttled back and forth several times in the light mist, but all failed. Then he pointed his finger, Qingling flashed a brilliant blue light in mid-air, and rushed towards Ziling's position. go¡¡
"Hahaha!" With a loud laugh, a burly monk appeared next to Liu Weigang. The monk was dressed in a fascination and could not see his true face. The sacrifice was in mid-air, and the golden bell was spinning in mid-air, casting circles of golden brilliance, covering the monk and Liu Weigang in it!
"Dharma weapon??" Zhang Yuhe and Zhang Yutong's complexions changed slightly, their spiritual thoughts swept over, and they couldn't see clearly the cultivator's cultivation level at all. They looked at each other with a trace of astonishment in their eyes, and then they exchanged glances slightly, With a single finger, Qing Ling and Zi Ling turned into slender sword lights, and suddenly stabbed towards the brilliance of Jin Zhong!
"Ding ding" sounded twice in a row, and the two flying swords only pierced into the golden light about an inch away, and they couldn't go in again!
Just at this moment, Zhang Yuhe raised his hand and wiped it in mid-air, a green brilliance flashed, followed by the palm of his hand, and suddenly flew towards the left mid-air!
"Quick~block it~" the monk shouted loudly, took out a formation flag in his hand, and waved it in mid-air, a faint mist appeared in front of the brilliance, blocking the emerald green brilliance!
"Disease!" Zhang Yuhe frowned, and shouted coquettishly, the emerald green brilliance showed its shape, and it was another flying sword, which spun and rushed into the mist!
There was a soft sound of "squeak", and a gap was drilled out of the mist, "Hmph, flying sword to pass on the letter??" The monk sneered: "Since the old man made a move, do you still want to spread the news?"
While speaking, with a wave of his hand, a formula hit Feijian.
"Let's go!" Zhang Yutong let out a low voice, and the Qingling sword flew back. She threw her body and landed on the sword light, and flew towards the opposite direction of the flying sword with the sword.
And Zhang Yuhe also cast spells, but she flew in the direction of the flying sword to pass the book while controlling the purple spirit sword!
The flying sword is really fast, before the cultivator's formula landed on the passing sword, Zhang Yuhe's purple spirit flew there, "poof" I saw Zhang Yuhe's small mouth opened again, and there was a purple sword light The spray hit the fog that blocked the flying sword. This sword light was the sword that Zhang Yuhe sacrificed to refine the purple spirit. It was usually used to warm and nourish the purple spirit. It was as sharp as another purple spirit. It is easy to penetrate the fog! The flying sword that passed the book flew out from the gap with incomparable speed!
"Hurry up and chase that flying sword!" Hearing the monk's order, Zhang Yuhe sneered for a while. She knew that once the flying sword was passed on, it would immediately merge with the aura of heaven and earth. The realm is absolutely unstoppable. Moreover, there is already an image of her in the Feijian biography. Even if he and his sister have an accident and cannot escape the monk's interception, the Dazzling Sword Sect of Huan Kingdom can find it here according to the Feijian biography!
"Where are you going!" the monk yelled, raised his hand, and a three-foot-long rope flew into the air. Under the urging of the monk's magic power, it immediately turned into a three-foot-long little dragon, raised its head and roared. , Stirring his body, he opened his teeth and claws and chased in the direction Zhang Yutong flew away!
And the figure of the cultivator dressed in fanhuan also flew up, following the little dragon to chase Zhang Yutong.
Liu Weigang hesitated slightly, took out a flag and waved it in his hand, a reddish cloud grew under his feet, and flew towards Zhang Yuhe with him! At the same time, he waved the formation flag again, and a few thick fog appeared in front of Zhang Yuhe, blocking her way of escaping!
"Huh!" Seeing Liu Weigang chasing after him, Zhang Yuhe knew that he had fallen into the formation he had set up while looking at the formation flag in his hand. Although Liu Weigang's cultivation was not as good as his own, but with the help of the formation, he might be a little bit It's dangerous, so I didn't intend to fight Liu Weigang at all. Seeing many clouds emerge from the front, I gritted my teeth and patted my forehead with one hand. I saw Zhang Yuhe's forehead. , the same purple sword light shot out from Niwan Palace and flew to the front of the Purple Spirit Sword, but this sword light was three points thicker than the color of the Purple Spirit Sword!
At the same time, Zhang Yuhe leaned forward, pinched the magic formula in his hand, his whole body spun like a top, and pierced towards the cloud with an awl, but the purple sword light that Zhang Yuhe protruded just now was on the awl at the forefront!
With the sound of "Zi la la", the cloud was as sharp as iron, and it was extremely sticky, sticking Zhang Yuhe's entire body!
A large piece of purple brilliance emerged from the contact between Zhang Yuhe's head and the clouds, dyeing the surrounding clouds. The brilliance of the brilliance made Liu Weigang, who was chasing after him, dazzled for a while. He raised his arms involuntarily, trying to block his eyes. But that purple brilliance is so domineering, even if you close your eyes, what remains in your heart is purple!
Liu Weigang activated his mana, bursts of brilliance flashed all over his body, and the purple brilliance was also dim. When Liu Weigang's divine sense swept over, he saw a gap the size of a person in the clouds, and Zhang Yuhe had disappeared without a trace. ¡¡(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel .com)That stays in the heart is also purple!
Liu Weigang activated his mana, bursts of brilliance flashed all over his body, and the purple brilliance was also dim. When Liu Weigang's divine sense swept over, he saw a gap the size of a person in the clouds, and Zhang Yuhe had disappeared without a trace. ¡¡(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel .com