In order to avoid the outcome of being caught and dying, Danxiu also trained countermeasures.

The scene of two notoriously physically disabled alchemists fighting each other is a rare sight.

Song Hansheng turned his head and glanced at the chaotic battle situation for a few times, and twitched the corner of his mouth. To be honest, no matter what kind of serious experience it was, as long as he was mixed with the Changming Sect, the process would always be mixed with some indescribable humor.

…

Zhou Xingyun, who was running at the front, was too fast and Si Miaoyan couldn't catch up.

She suddenly stopped and put the recorder to her lips, and withdrew lightly. She was a wood spirit root monk. She was at home in a place with many spiritual plants like Penglai. There were boundless greenery behind a few vines, intertwined and twisted into a rope.

Block Zhou Xingyun's path.

Zhou Xingyun drew his sword and cut away the sword wind towards her. Si Miaoyan continued to retreat with the help of the surrounding vines and green plants to interfere.

But she soon discovered something was wrong.

Where are Qin Huai and Ji Yuan?

How come there are still two less people in the group when one person is blocking the other?

"Senior sister, we seem to be...surrounded by them." Miaomiao clenched the arrows in her hands, looking at the Yueqing clan members who had tacitly surrounded them, she couldn't help but scream inwardly.

"Where are Qin Huai, Fang Zhiyao and the others?" Simiaoyan stopped, and at Song Hansheng's signal, he turned around and looked around. Then he saw three relatives being held by Ye Qiao alone.

Is this how they were allocated?

Ye Qiao goes to one against three?

Her thoughts were racing. She asked an early Yuanying to fight one against three. Was it Ye Qiao's overconfidence or Song Hansheng's suggestion?

No matter who brought this up, their allocation really caught two people and one person off guard.

Due to the lack of numbers, the result was that they were completely wiped out.

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"Is this the legendary inheritance of the five sects?" The girl in the green skirt bit her words. When she witnessed this scene, her voice became distorted due to shock.

She was one of the two direct descendants of Penglai. After receiving the news of the entry of these direct descendants, she squatted at the entrance.

Hiding in the dark, I witnessed the various methods of extracting spiritual plants from these people.

And the famous scene of two alchemists fighting each other.

Chu Ling had never seen such a chaotic fighting style in his life.

In her concept, the center of the world of cultivation is divided into five sects and eight major families. They cannot, or at least should not, engage in team battles like this?

The Five Sects are the only orthodox sects in the world of cultivation. Different from the esoteric sects like them, no matter what happens, the monks will undoubtedly think of the Five Sects first. Although the esoteric immortal sects are not weak, they are far inferior to the Five Sects.

The bulk is representative.

This group of people acted fiercely like a tiger, which made her mouth twitch.

Can anyone in the Five Sects be a direct disciple now? Or has the standard for recruiting disciples dropped to this level in just a few hundred years?

She was slightly speechless.

The next scene made Chu Ling slightly energetic.

Ye Qiao was spending time with the threesome from the Cheng Feng Sect. She placed her hand on the sword at her waist, estimating how much time would be wasted if she took action.

Qin Huai also sneered at Ye Qiao's interception method.

The only thing that frightened Ye Qiao was probably the three moves he took from the sect master.

He didn't know the strength of the leader of Wenjian Sect, maybe he was refining the void or it was a combination.

Ye Qiao didn't know what unknown method he used to succeed.

The two sword cultivators drew their swords. Fang Zhiyao pursed his lips, put his hand on the mustard bag, and whispered: "Are you sure you want to be enemies with the three of us?"

Ye Qiao had no intention of commanding as the team leader throughout the whole process, so the only one who could make the decision was Xue Yu or Song Hansheng.

These two passionate monks actually asked Ye Qiao to stop them. Where did they get the confidence?

"Otherwise, what do you think I'm flirting with you here?" Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows, "It's already this time. Everyone should hurry up and leave early."

She glanced at the sky. Whether it was in the secret realm or the unfamiliar Penglai, it was not a good sign at night.

Qin Huai frowned slightly but did not move.

I felt that her reaction was too relaxed.

Seeing that they had no reaction, Ye Qiao made his words clear. He took out the Feixian Sword in his hand and motioned for them to hurry up, "I mean, the three of you, come together."
Chapter completed!