Ling Yuansheng did not fly directly to the Fufeng Qian camp outside the formation with his sword. Instead, he flew back for a distance before flew around to the Fufeng Qian camp outside the formation.

Looking at Ling Yuansheng flying away, Qian Daqing was puzzled, "Which is Ling Yuansheng doing this?"

But he didn't think much about it and instantly focused his attention on the current battlefield.

Ling Yuangu controlled the Golden Eagle Sword, Qian Daqing held the ink-colored crutch, and the two late-stage foundation-building monks fought together.

Ling You Xian Sword pointed forward and the Broken Water Sword behind him instantly flew out, stabbing Qian Dafen in the middle stage of foundation building with sharp sword energy.

What he forged was the innate sword foundation. Although he had just built the foundation, his strength was comparable to that of ordinary mid-stage cultivators in the foundation building stage.

Ling Yuangu knew that even if he was not Qian Dafen's opponent, he would definitely be able to rebel against the other party for a while. When Ling Yuansheng destroyed the formation base and returned, it would be safe, so he was not worried about Ling Youxian.

Ling Youdao pinched a magic trick, and a blue light flashed, and the Xuanyu umbrella instantly opened and floated above his head. A green light flashed, and a three-foot flying sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

Relying on the second-level low-grade defensive spirit weapon Xuan Yu Umbrella, he directly held the sword and rushed towards Qian Mingqing.

Qian Mingqing built the foundation for many years and was a monk who was about to enter the middle stage of foundation building. His strength was very strong in the early stage of foundation building.

Ling Yuangu didn't know about Ling Youdao's foundation building, so he was most worried about him.

Qian Dafang, who was in the late stage of foundation building, sacrificed a long blue sword and looked at Mu Yu and said quietly: "Old guy, you are almost dead, so it's better not to have a tragedy."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yu was not angry, but instead smiled: "Although I am not far from death, I am still more than enough to deal with you."

"Hmph, I'm shameless."

Qian Dafang swung his sword, and a faint green sword light slashed at Mu Yu.

Mu Yu smiled, pinched the magic tricks with his hands, and a spiritual shield appeared instantly, protecting him inside.

The faint green sword light slashed on the spiritual shield, making a "boom" sound, and a spark was shattered.

Mu Yu asked plainly with a smile: "How is it? Am I okay?"

Qian Dafang staring at Mu Yu was slightly surprised, "What a powerful old guy, he is almost dead, and he can even burst out with such powerful strength."

The monk is still a mortal. When he is close to the life span, the qi and blood in his body will fall sharply in an instant.

More than ten years ago, the qi and blood in Mu Yu's body were still slowly declining, but in the past two or three years, his qi and blood have really plummeted.

Of course, Qian Dafang did not do his best, and he just tried it, but even so, it made him feel tricky.

"Old guy, it's just started."

As he said that, his hands quickly changed, formed a complex seal, and then slapped it on the dark green sword.

Suddenly, a faint black and blue tang tangled, and the sword gradually grew bigger, releasing a solemn aura.

Mu Yu was slightly shocked and formed a magic seal. A red light shot out from behind. The red light gathered above his head into a round tripod with four legs, ears, and mysterious runes engraved around him. On top of the tripod was a beast-headed furnace cover.

The noise of the Void Cauldron appeared was too great, and everyone on the battlefield saw it.

Ling Yuangu was shocked, "This is..."

Ling Youdao was also surprised, "This is grandpa's..."

...

Those who have seen Ling Yuansheng sacrifice the Void Cauldron can't help but wonder why Mu Yu can sacrifice the Void Cauldron. Judging from the aura emitted, the aura of the Void Cauldron sacrifice the Void Cauldron produced by Ling Yuansheng is almost the same.

The Void Cauldron flew out and smashed towards Qian Dafang. Qian Dafang controlled the bigger dark green sword to chop on the Void Cauldron.

The Void Cauldron seemed illusory and collapsed at one touch, but it forced itself to withstand the slash of the Ghost Blue Sword.

The big tripod and the big sword both trembled. The magic trick in Mu Yu's hand changed, the cover of the empty tripod furnace flew up, and the mouth of the tripod shone against the faint green sword. Countless airflows rushed into the empty tripod, and the faint green sword was also slowly moving.

"not good."

Qian Dafang shouted, wanting to recall his long sword.

But the effort was still in vain. The sword kept getting smaller and smaller. With a "swoosh" sound, the sword was put into the virtual cauldron, and the flying furnace cover was covered with a "clang".

"It's not that easy to swallow my flying sword."

I saw a golden sword shadow rushing around in the virtual tripod. The virtual tripod was hit and changed in shape, sometimes protruding, sometimes sunken, and sometimes stretched...

Mu Yu's face was solemn, Qian Dafang's face was even more solemn than him.

At this moment, both sides used all their strength.

After more than a dozen breaths, the cauldron suddenly burst.

"puff!"

Mu Yu and Qian Dafang spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time. The two immediately lit a few times on their bodies, forcibly supporting their bodies to not fall down.

I saw many red illusory fragments in the sky slowly faded until they disappeared. The green flying sword that broke through the virtual tripod was also dim and had already fallen from the original top-grade spiritual weapon to the lower-grade spiritual weapon, and was even about to fall below the level of spiritual weapon.

There are many people in the Qian family in Fufeng. Qian Dafang pointed at the late-stage Qi training monks next to him and said sternly: "You guys go up and kill that old guy."

Hearing this, the few people felt their legs weak, and they were both shocked and fearful. He was a foundation-building monk. Wasn’t he just looking for death when he rushed up?

Qian Dafang was angry when he saw several people disobeying his orders and said angrily: "What? Do you want to disobey my orders and betray the family?"

Several people waved their hands repeatedly and said in panic: "No...no, no, let's go now."

Seeing that a few people were hesitating, it took a while to take four or five steps, Qian Dafang said, "What are you afraid of? That old thing is no longer possible. I will protect you from behind, and you can go there."

Hearing this, the few people were a little more courageous. They held magic weapons in both hands and slowly approached Mu Yu.

Ling Youdao was worried and couldn't help but shout, "Grandpa, be careful."

He wanted to save Mu Yu, but he was restrained by Qian Mingqing and was unable to do anything.

Looking at the people who were holding the sword, Mu Yu said coldly: "Are you afraid of death? I am a late-stage monk in the foundation building stage. Killing you is like killing an ant."

As soon as he finished speaking, a monk in the late stage of Qi training probably collapsed. He held the sword, aimed the tip of the sword at Mu Yu, closed his eyes, and yelled and stabbed it.

"Sher!"

His hands were too shaking. He was originally aiming at Mu Yu's chest, but he slashed over his arm.

The man cried with joy and said, "He can't do it anymore. Let's kill him, kill him."

Hearing this, several people behind him rushed towards Mu Yu.

Mu Yu snorted coldly, as if a flame was burning, and the momentum around him instantly increased, and soon returned to the period of complete victory.

With a wave of his hand, the few people who rushed over were photographed several feet away.

He saw his figure as lightning, and instantly came to Qian Dafang's approach, and slapped the other person's chest with a red light.

"puff!"

Looking at Mu Yu, Qian Dafang said unwillingly: "Burn your life!"
Chapter completed!