Chapter 223 Fighting

Gongsun Xuan left the day dragon decisively. He knew that the reason why he stayed with him for five years was that he suddenly wanted to accept a disciple. Five years has delayed him for too long. He doesn't want to waste time here. He also wants to go back to his own place, his real hometown.

Although there are human beings here, he knows that this is definitely not his hometown.

He doesn't know where his hometown is and how to go back. He can only slowly find the way home.

He knows that as long as he finds a true person, there must be a way to leave the planet.

However, he doesn't know where to find the true person.

He looked through the memory of Shi Dalu and wanted to find some information about the practitioner from his memory.

He searched for a long time and didn't find much.

One thing, he figured it out. These practitioners are generally hidden in places other than mortals with strong aura. For example, some mountains and rivers. These places are generally relatively strong in aura and are the preferred residence of the Xiuzhen sect.

Knowing this, he specialized in drilling into the sparsely populated mountains and forests. With his sense of aura, he specially chose those mountains and rivers with rich aura.

What makes him depressed is that there are too few places with strong aura on this planet, which is too far from the flood. Not to mention the Cultivation School, no one can be found.

That day, he came to a mountain and river. The aura here is stronger than the other mountains and rivers he went to this month, but it is also slightly more.

He was very depressed and sighed in his heart. Is he really going to be trapped here? Before Hongjun came to him, it seemed that he could not leave here.

He is extremely depressed. The barbecue rolled absent-mindedly in his hand, looking worried.

Suddenly, a weak aura fluctuated from the mountain.

"Hmm." He looked at the top of the mountain, stood up, and released his spiritual knowledge to check.

When his spiritual knowledge poured into the top of the mountain, to his surprise, he finally saw several practitioners. Although these people are very weak.

With a happy face, he threw away the barbecue in his hand, jumped up and ran to the top of the mountain.

There is a cave on the top of the mountain, where more than a dozen people fight in front of the cave.

There are more people on one side, with nine people. There are only five people on the other side.

It's natural to suffer from fewer people. Before long, except for a 70 or 80-year-old old man who was still struggling to support, the other four fell into a pool of blood and were captured by the other party.

"Wu Yan, your disciples have been captured by my disciples. I think you'd better be captured." An old man in gray robe attacked the other party with a sword in his hand while persuading him.

Although the old man named Wu Yan met the two, he didn't have much effort. He glanced at his four disciples. Although all of them were injured, their lives were not in danger.

"The two elders of Qishan, it's not so easy for you to seize the magic weapon in my hand." While easily controlling the sword in his hand to attack the two long and similar old men, he thought about the countermeasures.

In contrast, the strength of either of the two is comparable to that of Wu Yan, but the two still fall behind when they join hands.

The main reason is that they dare not control their weapons to compete with Wu Yan. The weapons in their hands are only cast of mortal iron. In the eyes of mortals, although they are magic weapons, they know in their hearts that their weapons are not even magic weapons.

And the long sword in Wu Yan's hand is the real magic weapon.

Naturally, the two elders of Qishan dare not drive weapons to attack Wu Yan's weapons. Once their weapons collide with the long sword in Wu Yan's hand, their weapons will definitely be destroyed.

Although the weapon of the two elders of Qishan is ordinary iron, after all, it was refined by the two people after decades of painstaking efforts. There is also the soul imprint of the two people. If it is destroyed, it will also cause great damage to their bodies.

Although they are hot-eyed with the magic weapon in Wu Yan's hand, they dare not overly force them. They are afraid that Wu Yan's dog will jump over the wall and resist desperately. Then, even if the two can kill Wu Yan, they will suffer great damage.

The two elders in Qishan are brothers and brothers. They look the same, and they are even more connected. You don't need to communicate with each other with your eyes and language. The two joined hands. Although they were afraid, they also trapped Wu Yan there steadily and could not escape.

"Do you have the heart to have your disciples die here? You should think clearly that these are your own disciples. If they die, your Tianling Sect will disappear from now on. The second of the two Laozhong in Pyushan continued to persuade.

"Well, you two elders have long been notorious. If I hand over the magic weapon in my hand, I'm afraid I will die worse." Wu Yan was unmoved. The main reason is that he knows the character of the two elders of Qishan. He knew that if he really handed over the magic weapon in his hand and exchanged the lives of his disciples, he was afraid that their Tianling Sect would really perish. As long as I carry on, there is at least a glimmer of hope.

He even thought that as long as he could escape, Tianling Sect could continue to spread. If there are no disciples, they can recruit again. If you die, nothing is worth it. You know, he is a master of the Jindan period, but he still has a life span of more than 100 years. He doesn't want to die so early.

Gongsun Xuan stood not far away and watched. After listening to the dialogue between the three, he vaguely guessed what had happened. However, he doesn't want to interfere in their affairs. But I want to know something about this planet from several people. He pondered for a while and felt that it was better to stop them.

He raised his hand gently, and a sharp wind blade shot out of his fingers.

"Ding Ding." Three crisp sounds came, but all three people's weapons were hit, and all three swords were repelled.

The three people's faces changed, especially the two elders, who were hot in their throats and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. Both of them were mortal soldiers. After this heavy blow, the soul mark on the weapon was damaged, and even the two were injured.

They looked at the place where Gongsun Xuan stood with a shocked face and looked at the burly young man in front of them. They didn't know where the other party came from and had such strong strength. One move repelled the three people's weapons. Such strength definitely surpasses the Jindan period.

"Three, I'm sorry, it was a little heavy just now." Gongsun Xuan put his hands on his chest and smiled.

All three of them were silent, especially the two elders of Pyushan, and the two did not dare to accuse Gongsun Xuan of injuring them just now. They knew that the strength of the young man in front of them surpassed them.

The two looked at each other and saw each other's doubts.

They know that on this continent, these Jindan period practitioners can dominate one side, and they have never heard of any masters of the Yuanying period.