"This little thief, the Sect Master, isn't it a joke? Isn't it better for me to go?" Jimo Qingqian's expression moved slightly, and hurriedly held Jiang Miao's salt first and jumped out.

Jiang Miaojian nodded slightly, and continued to look at the execution platform.

I saw Jimo Qingqian holding a few stars in his left hand, as bright as the river flowing in the sky, and holding a ball of moonlight in his right hand, as gentle as the vast cold and faint. The sound of the two swords of the stars and moon dancing was so great that it was very shocking and rushed straight to the forcing platform.

Lei Wan heard the movement and quickly looked back solemnly: "Junior Brother Jimo, you are here just right. This little thief is quite extraordinary. You hold him and I will set up a formation and I will definitely capture him alive before I can ask about the whereabouts of the Demon-Suppressing Bone-Changing Sword."

Fang Zhiwan, who had dispelled the bone bird, rushed over with a hurried look, his expression was slightly anxious and panicked, and his eyes looking at Xingtai also had a fiery light: "You can do your best."

Jimo Qingqian looked back and glanced at Fang Zhiwan indifferently, and said calmly with a little sarcastic expression: "The only bloodline of Miss Fang is left in the Fang family. In my opinion, it is better not to dance with a knife and gun, so as to take risks with your body, so as not to break the only bloodline."

"You," Fang Zhiwan Qingyan's face suddenly turned blue and white, and she was so angry that she was getting closer, but the word "you" was still on her lips. Jimo Qingqian had left her alone and flew into the sword formation. She bit her lips with resentment but unwillingness, and could only stand side by side with Lei Wan, waiting for a result.

The fire swayed all over the sky, covering Jimo Qingqian and the other two with a hazy figure, but you could still see him holding a sword and pushing him to the side of the two. The sword light in his hands shone, and the howling sound was loud, obviously very anxious.

When he passed by, Jimo Qingqian gave a look at Linggu and said with his lips: "Fifth Brother, go."

Ling Gu struggled, staring at Jimo Qingqian, shook his head without saying a word, and just kept holding Lingzhu's hand, refusing to let go.

At this time, the flames were swaying more and more violently, and the clear aura gradually became thinner. The crack had a place where the fire lights came into contact. Seeing that the sword formation was about to be formed, if it did not leave, no one would be able to leave.

Lingzhu opened her slightly lowered eyes and patrolled the two of them reluctantly for a moment. Her tendons were cut off, her cultivation was completely destroyed, and she was tortured for several months. She was slightly injured and seriously injured. Her body was already at the end of her strength. Even if she escaped, she was only one step away from death. She was not afraid of death, but was afraid of affecting her brother, and there was no possibility of purging her grievances from then on.

At this moment, Jimo Qing exposed a flaw and hit the bone fist of the spiritual bone. The sound of bone cracks suddenly came from his heart. Large pieces of blood spread out, and the lotus-colored outer robe was red. His face was as pale as paper, and he sprayed out a large mouthful of blood. The blood dripped onto the punishment platform, stirring up gorgeous blood flowers. He staggered, knelt on one knee, supported his body with two swords, moved his lips silently, and spit out a word: "Go."

Seeing Jimo Qingqian seriously injured, the disciples of Tianyi Sect were all shocked and exclaimed. Even the sect leader Jiang Miao-yi hurriedly stood up, looking at each other from afar, showing a look of worry.

All disciples of Tianyi Sect know that Jimo Qingqian is a man with a graceful face and a bit weak in character, and a little unruly in his behavior, but he is also a master in Tianyi Sect. Although his cultivation is not as good as Yun Suizi and Jiang Miao Shao, he can still not lose his advantage when facing Lei Wan with all his strength.

It is not surprising that this person was able to hurt Jimo Qingqian. It is no wonder that Lei Wan set up the magic trapped sword formation early on, otherwise, this person would have escaped with the Spirit Pearl at this time.

The firelight soared into the sky, and it was already shining on my face, like the roaring and falling in the sky. As the sword formation was about to be formed, everyone would be the trapped beast in this cage.

Jimo Qingqian forced himself to stand up, and the two swords of Xingyue collided, making a clanging sound of tearing his eardrums. His eyes were red, which was like a bloody beast, waving his sword with one hand, and the sound of the wind was bloody, and he quickly slashed towards the spiritual bones.

The spirit bone was shocked and took a few steps back. He dodged left and right in a mess, avoiding the thick and sharp sword wind. A few sword winds fell on him, and instantly made his skin bloom and bloody.

In the eyes of others, Jimo Qingqian was defeated and was so cruel that he was defeated and was killed by his death, but Linggu and Lingzhu were in a clear mind. He was forcing Linggu to leave and forced him to leave a green mountain. After all, they still had a long way to go and there were still many injustices to wash away.

Lingzhu looked at the crack from afar, with tears in his eyes, Yingying looked at the two of them. With the power of spiritual bones, she turned her head, and Yuehua Qinghan reflected in her eyes. She immediately bit her silver teeth and resolutely hit the Yuehua sword in Jimo Qingqian's hand. It looked very much like Jimo Qingqian was angry and stabbed with a sword.

With a "puff", the sword body was light and a little warm moonlight fell all over the sky. The long sword passed by. What was strange was that no blood was leaking out from the wound.

Seeing this scene, everyone was in an uproar. Even Lei Wan was slightly stunned. The hands that urged the sword formation were paused, and then suddenly urged him. Since the spirit bead was dead, the spirit bones could not be let go no matter what, otherwise the situation would have become a joke.

A drop of clear tears hung at the corner of Lingzhu's eyes, and she was about to fall, and she looked at the two of them with a bitter smile, and opened her mouth, but she finally lowered her head softly without saying a word.

"Lingzhu, Lingzhu." Linggu came to his senses, suddenly vomited blood, let out a bitter cry of pain, and flew to meet him.

Jimo Qingqian subconsciously pulled out the Yuehua sword, brought a string of blood beads, and the tip of the sword dripped blood, and the messy sadness was cast on the ground. He was stunned on the spot with shock on his face, but in a flash he came back to his senses. He knew that there were thousands of eyes looking at him, and the slightest mistake would make him fall into a desperate situation. He could not stop, no matter how much he was thrusting in his throat, he could not reveal any pain. He wanted to hold on, and send the spirit bones alive.

The Star Sword sounded lightly, and stars appeared on it, dark and unstable, and Jimo Qingqian reluctantly shouted: "Emperor Zhang Siwei, use it to fight, return to his place, and finally resumes."

The words were still there, and the stars in the sky were filled with light and light, and they quickly turned and flowed in the void, forming a seven-star pearl-shaped formation that fell towards the spiritual bones.

The disciples of Tianyi Sect showed shock on their faces, and the stolen sound gradually rose and became noisy. They all sighed secretly. This person was indeed extraordinary, and he forced Jimo Qingqian to use the seven-star Ziwei to defend the enemy.

Just as the seven-star beads were reflected in the bottom of his eyes, the spiritual bone finally recovered his mind in great sorrow. He looked back at Jimo Qingqian, and saw from his slightly red eyes and his tight fists that his sorrow was no less than that of himself. However, in his sorrow, he still maintained his wise and rationality, and still knew clearly how to go in the future and how to protect others.

"Haha." Linggu put down the body that was still warm with pain and shouted loudly. He held his hands into a pair of white bone fists, raised it above his head. The tendons on the bone fists swelled up, and the arcs jumped, growing straight to the size of his head in the wind. With the heart-wrenching sound of ghosts and wolves howling, he faced the Seven Stars Pearls. He shouted loudly: "I'll kill you."

Jimo Qingqian breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes flashed slightly, he turned his head, and he swallowed even more in his throat, and he vomited an obscure and low-key magic trick.

"Room" sounded loudly, and at the moment when the Bone Fist collided heavily, the Seven Stars Beads quickly dispersed vulnerable, turning into countless brilliant star lights again. With just one breath, they were sank into the Star Sword again.

Jimo Qingqian's body shook heavily, then flew backwards, spitting a few mouthfuls of blood, and the blood light scattered all over the sky with his body.

The huge force generated by the collision between the bone fist and the seven-star beads turned into a circle of huge ripples, and the stars spread out with a thunderous momentum, hitting every swaying flame with a "bang".

The blazing flames were hit hard, and extremely subtle sounds of shattering came from deep, just like winter and spring, everything revived, and the ice floating under the warm sun was shattered.

The flames were swept by the strong wind, swaying in a mess, and the light curtain was shaking violently without control, and it was shaking.

At this time, the muffled thunder "rumbling" between heaven and earth gradually subsided, and it was obvious that it was powerless one after another.

The eight long swords hanging in the air whineeded, and in an instant they turned into phantoms again, and finally disintegrated unexpectedly.

Just as the eight long swords dissipated, Lei Wan's face turned pale, his body shook a few times, and blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his lips. He looked at the execution platform with shock, and he tried his best to urge him again, trying to reunite the phantoms of the eight long swords.

But Linggu did not have the chance to re-set the sword formation for Lei Wan. The already dim flame suddenly exploded, and under the cover of the raging fire, he soared into the sky.

Before everyone could come to their senses, he turned his hand and left behind a long list of white bones of various shapes behind him, emitting a cold light, hanging over the heads of many disciples of Tianyi Sect.

Linggu looked back from afar, bleeding from his lips, and he vomited a vicious word "break".

The white bones floating in the void, with their white tail light, swung them heavily. Many disciples who could not avoid them were knocked down by a blow to the sky spirit cover. They didn't know what had happened, but they lost their breath in a flash.

In this way, the heads of each peak that originally wanted to fly to chase each other suddenly became hesitant. If you chased, you might not be able to catch up. Maybe you would hurt yourself, and the disciples would suffer heavy casualties. If you don’t chased, you can not only protect yourself, but also protect your disciples and gain a kind reputation. Why not do it?

Under such circumstances, except for Lei Wan and Ji Mo Qingqian who were seriously injured and unable to chase each other to fight against the enemy, none of the other people from Tianyi Sect chased them out. They all had their own thoughts to deal with the bones in the air. Even the sect leader Jiang Miao-Li sat steadily, his face was gloomy and gloomy, his eyes were a little deep and gloomy, his fingers met and gently rubbed his fingers, not knowing what he thought about.
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