"Great demon who has reached the perfect state of Dan Condensation, be careful, both of you."
Taoist Chunyang mobilized his inner elixir, put his sword finger on his heart, and his dark blue Taoist robe moved without wind. A vast amount of energy flowed out of his body, but did not spread out.
Instead, it condensed in front of him, gradually forming a phantom of an ancient Taoist sword that was two palms wide and as tall as a person.
On the sword body, the Yin-Yang fish pattern flows slowly, showing the meaning of moderation and peace.
The true meaning of yin and yang!
As the signature skill of Baiyun Temple, he is also well-known in the vast Qingzhou.
They did not hold swords, but the Yin-Yang sword intent was sharper than the swords of Qingfeng Mountain.
"You've really been in trouble this time." Taoist Qingjing looked at Chunyangzi with emotion.
The temple master sent the two of them down the mountain to retrieve the martial arts skills, but before they even saw Yan Xingkong, they inexplicably bumped into a giant monster.
"It's not me who dragged you in." Taoist Chunyang rolled his eyes.
"That's true." Taoist Qingjing smiled carefreely, and then condensed a yin-yang sword intent in front of him.
Now that you're here, there's no point in worrying about gains and losses.
If you don't get rid of the evil, there's no point in coming down the mountain.
"…"
Xiao Qiangwei looked around, but still didn't see Shen Yi, and there were no signs of fighting nearby.
Until this moment, even though he had great trust in the young man, his heart was still a little flustered.
Demons are actually no different from humans. Most of them are wild monsters, but there are also some with powerful backgrounds like those of aristocratic sects.
For example, the previous mountain protection formation seemed to be of little use. Apart from concealing the aura and creating some deceptive illusions, anyone could break in easily.
But precisely because of this, the opponent appears more powerful. After all, not everyone is willing to waste resources on these fancy tricks.
Shen Yi showed her how tough a body-tempered warrior really is, but he also did not hide his shallow experience in cultivation.
The other party doesn't even know what the true meaning of Yin and Yang is, let alone the treacherous and complex methods of the demon.
It is not difficult to understand that one could accidentally fall into the trap of the other party.
"Master Xiao, get rid of the demon in front of you first, then think of other things."
Taoist Qingjing reminded the woman tactfully, feeling a little confused in his heart.
If I'm not mistaken, this should be an experienced Silver Bell demon catcher. His mentality before battle should be much stronger than those of these two stinky Taoists living deep in the mountains. Why does he act so uneasy?
"I know." Xiao Qiangwei took a deep breath, clenched her palms tightly, and looked back at the valley in front of her, with murderous intent in her narrow eyes.
The two Taoists are powerful men of the older generation in Qingzhou, and neither is weaker than Jiang Chengyun.
With the help of the two of them, even if we can't defeat the demon in the perfect stage of Ningdan, at least we won't lose to it by too much.
The next moment, the three of them flew towards the green spring together!
Almost at the same time, a sharp and long cry sounded in the valley, and then a pair of blue feather wings that covered the sky and the sun suddenly appeared in the sight of several people!
A huge shadow covered the figures of several people.
The wings were like sharp blades that broke through the sky, slashing down violently!
Seeing such an astonishing momentum, the two Taoists narrowed their eyes slightly, tapped their cloth shoes on the ground, and reacted extremely quickly, flashing into the air and then thrusting their swords straight out.
As if receiving an order, two broad sword shadows suddenly shot out, so fast that even the surrounding environment became distorted!
The huge wings swept through the air and cut into the steep stone wall like cutting tofu.
Boom!
A terrifying cut appeared on the cliff dozens of feet high, and the entire upper part collapsed suddenly. For a moment, the entire valley began to tremble!
At this moment, the shadows of two Taoist swords suddenly pierced into the blue wings, feathers flew all over the sky, and the sound of metal and iron rang sharply.
Taoist Chunyang held the sword finger of his right hand upright in front of his heart, and held the wrist of his right hand tightly with his left hand. His loose sleeves fluttered wildly, and his two arms trembled slightly: "What a strong demon body!"
"Kill them for me!" Taoist Qingjing no longer had his previous amiable look, and a ferocious look appeared on his youthful face with white hair.
There was a loud clanging sound, and the two Taoist sword phantoms finally penetrated into the wings, splashing a two-meter-high wave of blood, which poured down and dyed the jade spring with a layer of red mist.
"hold head high!"
In pain, the sharp bird cry sounded again.
At this moment, a figure in a long gown had already arrived next to the wooden house. Xiao Qiangwei's eyes were cold, and she attacked the old man in white gown on the ground from the air. The huge wings emerged from the other's right arm.
She slapped him hard with both palms filled with fierce energy!
Boom!
The old woman blocked her brother's way and took the blow head-on, her hunched body retreating.
Barely stabilizing herself, she said with a grim expression, "He must have been popular enough to have so many helpers. But I want to know how much he paid to invite you to die."
"The girl is so charming." Kong Jing smiled even more. He wiped the dried blood on his arm with his luxurious feather clothes, and then stepped forward to block the woman's way.
"…"
Xiao Qiangwei adjusted her breathing. The bandaged wound on her wrist showed signs of breaking again, but her palm was still filled with strong energy.
If any force in Tingyang County heard this, they would probably explain the reasons and clear up the misunderstanding.
Only the Demon Suppression Division and Baiyun Temple have never had the habit of explaining to demons.
She took in the three figures in front of her and made an instant judgment.
One is in the Ningdan Perfection Stage, one is in the Chengdan Stage, and there is a small one, which should be in the Chudan Stage.
Whenever these three demons appear in Qingzhou, it is highly likely that the Demon-Suppressing General will have to take action personally to minimize the losses.
Thinking of this, Xiao Qiangwei did not dare to give the other party a chance to breathe, and waved her palm again to meet it!
But what she did not expect was that the old man seemed to be angry because of the two sword shadows just now. On the huge wings that the old man slashed out, a very conspicuous green light suddenly lit up!
It was a green feather hidden among the other feathers.
The moment it lit up, an invisible ripple seemed to appear in the air. When the ripple touched the shadow of the Dao Sword, there was almost no sound, and the Dao Sword broke cleanly and transformed into strong energy and dissipated into the sky.
The old woman stretched out her right arm, and a red feather appeared.
As the gentle red light surged, the horrific wound on the old man's wings that was pierced by the Taoist sword was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye.
Compared to Xiao Qiangwei.
The reactions of the two Taoists were more obvious. They watched the Yin-Yang Sword Intent collapse before their eyes, and their breathing quickened.
After seeing the wound he had inflicted with great difficulty recover, he couldn't even hold his sword steady: "It really is... a great demon with a legacy..."
"Hahaha!" Kong Jing seemed to enjoy this feeling very much. He suddenly stretched out his hands, and feathers appeared on both arms, one blue and one red, shining brightly.
"Jing'er! Get out of the way!" Before he could finish laughing, the old man suddenly shouted at him.
The moment the words came out, an aura with the power to break the sky had already locked onto this place, attracting everyone's attention.
On the other side of the valley cliff.
The disheveled man stood up straight, his face decadent, holding a dazzling divine bow in one hand, and slowly pulling the bowstring with the other hand.
The slender bowstring seemed as heavy as a mountain.
Yan Xingkong stared at Kong Jing calmly, his aura raging out, veins in his arms bulged, flesh tore open, and gushing blood instantly soaked his clothes.
The bow is four and a half minutes open.
He wanted to kick his bow arm with his legs, but unfortunately his right leg had lost sensation.
He simply grabbed the bowstring roughly with his palm, his face became more and more distorted, and finally pulled the bowstring a little further.
The hair is dancing wildly, and the bow is like a half moon!
A brilliant white light condensed on the longbow. Although he stared at Kong Jing, the arrow was aimed at the old man without hesitation!
(End of this chapter)