Chapter 195 Duanmu Mingfang

The sword in Chen Heling's hand is also a rare treasure. The two swords fight fiercely together like a rainbow. It's really a good talent when they meet their opponents. Jiang Kongliu pulled an elder who had been killed by three heavenly disasters and killed the old man of Chicheng. The old man of Chicheng got up and floated only about a foot above the carriage. Obviously, he wanted to protect Yang Ying. At this moment, the dirt on Yang Ying's body had not been untied, and there was no magic power all over her body.

Jiang Kongliu smiled gloomyly: "Chicheng old man, don't you think you can't do it there? Let's have a good fight in the sky."

The old man in Chicheng took out the evil treasure fan and fanned the two people who killed him. The evil god light hit the two people one by one, gritted his teeth and said, "Despicable villain!"

Jiang Kongliu didn't care at all: "Then let you, a decent gentleman, look at my skills as a despicable today!" Jiang Kongliu held the Tiandun sword in his hand, cutting out countless pale golden sword lights. These sword lights walked around like lightning. No matter which sword light flashed in front of the old man of Chicheng, he swam around the old man of Chicheng. The evil spirit released by the old man of Chicheng seemed to be a turtle before these days of sword spirit. These swords can't be hit at all. On the contrary, these swordsmans are very fast and almost hit the old man of Chicheng several times. At the same time, there was also an elder next to him who was also three heavenly disasters, beating the side drums and taking time to attack. For a while, the old man in Chicheng was left and right and could not cope with it at all.

Gradually, the old man Chicheng was led high above by the two. As soon as the people who were still in the sky saw this, a young man with a crown and jade-like face took the rest of the people to the deacon and others there. The young man's name was Duan Mu Mingfang, a disciple of Geng Jinwu. Although he usually did not show that there was no leakage in the Qingcheng Sword School, his cultivation had already touched the edge of three heavenly disasters, which was much longer than The old man's cultivation is high, and he is the next leader of the established Qingcheng Sword School.

After Chen Heling, Chicheng Laoman and Mei Kongtang were led away, there were only three people who survived the second disaster. However, all the people who rushed in survived the second disaster. At that time, the two men sharpened their knives at night and were stopped by the two elders of the second disaster of the Qingcheng Sword School. Naturally, other deacons were not opponents of this group.

Duanmu Mingfang slowly walked to Yang Ying with his sword: "Miss Yang, I heard that Miss Yang's relationship with Lord Ji is very unusual. I don't know if Lord Ji knows that Miss Yang is a guest in our Qingcheng Sword School and has the courage to go to Qingcheng Mountain!"

"You!" Yang Ying pointed to Duanmu Mingfang and said, "How dare you kidnap me!"

"No!" Duanmu Mingfang smiled and said, "I just invited Miss Yang to Qingcheng Mountain as a guest. Oh, by the way, I also heard that there is a beautiful woman named Lin Huayu beside Marquis Ji. I don't know if Miss Yang has ever seen this person?"

"Lin Huayu?" Yang Ying's face showed a blank look. Duanmu Mingfang saw Yang Ying lose his mind and reached out a sword light and rolled it to Yang Ying: "It seems that Lord Ji is really a born romantic seed!" Yang Ying's sword hit Mu Mingfang's sword light, smashing her carriage, and her heart was cold. Just as this sword light was about to hit Yang Ying, the Liuzhen dragon mask on his head released a layer of red light in front of Yang Ying. Duanmu Mingfang's sword light hit this layer of red light, which only aroused a layer of ripples.

"What a baby!" Duanmu Mingfang shouted softly, "In this case, I will invite Miss Yang to Qingcheng Mountain with this baby!" Yan Bi stretched out his right hand, released five clear lights on his five fingers, and grabbed Yang Ying. Yang Ying had put down half of her heart, but immediately raised it again: "I'm going to die!"

"How can you hire people like this! Since it's an invitation, you have to ask them if they are willing to!" A voice suddenly sounded in Yang Ying's ear. When Yang Ying heard the sound, she was immediately surprised and happy: "Taixu!"

The golden light flashed in front of Duanmu Mingfang, and a golden bridge seemed to have emerged from the void. Ji Taixu stood on the golden bridge in purple. Ji Taixu stretched out his hand and waved the five clear lights released by Duanmu Mingfang.

"Ji-Tai-Hu!" Duanmu Mingfang said word by word.

Ji Taixu looked at Duanmu Mingfang with slanting eyes and said, "Who are you?"

"Duanmu Mingfang in the Xiaqingcheng Sword School!" Ji Taixu looked at Duanmu Mingfang and ignored him. Then he turned his head and looked at Yang Ying and said softly, "You are shocked!"

Yang Ying was already in tears at this time: "Just come back!" Ji Taixu quickly wiped the tears off Yang Ying's face with his hand and said softly, "Don't cry..."

"Marquis Ji is really romantic." Duanmu Mingfang sneered, "Why don't you see Lin Huayu beside Lord Ji?" When Ji Taixu heard Duanmu Mingfang say this, his heart suddenly caught fire and said coldly, "Do you know that you are looking for death!"

"Does Lord Ji think he can still live to go to Yujing today?" Duanmu Mingfang looked at the surrounding elders of the Qingcheng Sword School and said.

Ji Taixu nodded: "You are different from those fools of Fu Mingyang. You are experienced and a rare talent. If you don't die today, the Qingcheng Sword School will definitely flourish in your hands!" Then Ji Tai paused and said, "Even if you don't die today, the Qingcheng Sword School will not flourish!" Sooner or later, I will destroy Qingcheng!"

"The marquis is really ambitious!" Duanmu Mingfang smiled gently.

Duanmu Mingfang suddenly jumped up, and the elders of the Qingcheng Sword School behind him also flew up. Duanmu Mingfang stretched out a treasure, but it was a big net. There were these small pearl-like black balls on the big net. The elders of Qingcheng behind Duanmu Mingfang released a clear light on the big net at the same time, and thunder flashed on the big net, flashing with an extremely horrible breath.

"Qiantian Taiyi Thunder Network!" Ji Taixu narrowed her eyes and said, "What a powerful baby, it seems that you have killed me!"

"You have insight!" Duanmu Mingfang sneered: "It's also your creation to die under the Qiantian Taiyi thunder net."

Just as Qiantian Taiyi thunder net was facing the two people under the head, a blood light suddenly appeared on Ji Taixu's head. The blood light suddenly became bigger and turned into a huge blood river to devour this Qiantian Taiyi thunder net into the blood river. Duanmu Mingfang was shocked: "The wind is peerless!" Hurry back.

The wind in a blood-red Taoist robe appeared beside Ji Taixu and squinted at several people from Duanmu Mingfang. The river airflow over there saw the wind appear, and his heart sank: "Why did this one come! How can you get here so quickly from the Western Regions?

"Would you like to go?" Feng Peijie shouted, "I can't go!" A flash of blood on his head showed a nine-curve blood river. The source of the blood river is a huge black hole, and continuous blood flows out of the black hole. This blood river lightning generally rolled towards Duanmu Mingfang and covered Duanmu Mingfang and others.

"Use Qiantian Taiyi God Thunder!" Duanmu Mingfang shouted loudly and reached out to hit several Qiantian Taiyi thunder beads, and the rest of the elders also tended to hit Qiantian Taiyi thunder beads against the blood river array under the cover.

"It's useless!" The wind smiled, and twelve white bone gods and demons drilled out of the blood river array. These twelve white bone gods and demons stood together and formed a large circle. The irresistible suction was released from this big circle, and all the Qiantian Taiyi thunder beads hit by Duanmu Mingfang were all inhaled into the big circle, and then disappeared.

"It's not good!" Jiang Kongliu saw that the bloody river was so powerful that he didn't care to fight with the old man of Chicheng. He put down the Tian Dun sword in his hand and wanted to fly to Duanmu Mingfang. However, the old man in Chicheng held a long stick and stopped Jiang Kongliu: "Jiang Daoyou, why are you so anxious? Let's have a good fight here."

"You!" Jiang Kongliu was furious, and the Tian Dun sword in his hand shot thousands of swords at the old man of Chicheng. The old man of Chicheng did not dare to resist and quickly jumped aside. Taking advantage of this empty river, he flew to Duanmu Mingfang like lightning. The old man of Chicheng was about to chase him, but he was entangled by the elder of the Qingcheng Sword School, who had to fight with him.

Duanmu Mingfang did not expect that there would be these twelve yuan Chen white bone gods and demons in the windless blood river array, nor did he expect that the twelve Yuan Chen white bone gods and demons could take away the Qiantian Taiyi Leizhu he released. For a moment, he did not know what to do. Seeing that the blood river was about to cover himself, the smell of blood rushed into his nostrils, which was disgusting. Jiang Kongliu suddenly appeared under the array, holding a heavenly sword in his hand and turning into countless sword lights like a sword curtain to hit the blood river array. The Tian Dun Sword was indeed powerful. The blood river array was blocked by the sword curtain and cut off a layer of blood light. At the same time, the blood river array also paused. Taking advantage of this slight emptyness, Jiang Kongliu, Duanmu Mingfang and others have fled.

"Hmm!" Feng Peerai snorted coldly and withdrew his blood river array. At this time, Ji Taixu was sitting on the ground with golden light flashing behind his head, and there was a faint Sanskrit sound, and there were countless vague Buddha figures in the golden light. The sound of Sanskrit singing behind Ji Taixu's head became louder and louder, and this kind of Sanskrit singing also appeared in the sky in the direction of Yujing. A golden light flew from Yujing, and when you look carefully, it was three reposits. Three recepts flew towards Ji Taixu and disappeared into the Buddha's light behind Ji Taixu's mind. A sense of perfection and scene surged into his heart, which made Ji Taixu couldn't help but put his hands together and recite a low voice: "Good, good!" Ji Taixu stood up and gently put his right hand on Yang Ying's shoulder. Yang Ying's face turned red and she was about to break free, but she heard Ji Taixu say, "Don't move!" The golden light in Ji Taixu's hand suddenly covered Yang Ying's whole body, and a little gray dirt and mud came out of Yang Ying's body and gathered into Ji Taixu's hands.

"Ah!" Yang Ying was surprised, and Ji Taixu smiled and said, "Don't say anything!" Yang Ying nodded obediently.