Chapter 109 Alien Practitioners

The battle with alien practitioners was not thrilling. It was not too much to say that it was a unilateral killing. In this battle, the disciples of Xuanyu Sect had fifteen more storage bags as trophies.

The battle subsided, and everyone gathered again. Sima Mian, the leading Jianzun's early disciple, said blankly, "Keep going!"

When everyone heard the words, they naturally did not dare to have any objection and followed Sima forward.

Long Yi and Wang Yong were caught in the crowd. Long Yi whispered, "If you find an alien practitioner later, you can take my prompt action. Don't worry, we can definitely take the lead!"

Wang Yong has always been puzzled and surprised by Long Yi's strength and ability. At this time, Long Yi said this, but he couldn't believe it and nodded without hesitation, "Oi! I'll listen to you!"

Long Yi nodded and didn't say much, but a message came from his mind and said to the little darkness in the storage bag, "Xiaohei, help me stare at it. If there is an alien practitioner, let me know immediately!"

Xiaohei naturally won't have any objection and said, "Ok, it's guaranteed to be faster than the boy who was bullish in the early days of Jianzun!"

Long Yi was silent and didn't say much. He flew silently. After a moment, there was a message that was small black in the storage bag. Long Yi frowned, meditated slightly, and pulled Wang Yong's sleeves beside him. At the same time, his body dropped slightly, and the speed slowed down a little.

Wang Yong's face showed doubt, but he did not dare to hesitate. Then he followed Long Yi. At this time, he heard Sima in front of him say in a deep voice, "There are alien practitioners below. Go down!"

Before the voice fell, Long Yi whispered to Wang Yong, "Let's go!"

While speaking, Long Yi's figure flashed, and the speed of the silver sword under his feet suddenly soared. With his body, he flew over and shot down, and Wang Yong immediately improved his speed and followed Liu Yu!

At this time, Sima's order has just fallen, and everyone has no time to make any reaction, but Long Yi and Wang Yong have rushed in front of everyone and landed in a valley below, and even faintly before Sima!

After all, Sima was in the early stage of Jianzun. He could come and go freely in the air without controlling the flying sword, and his speed was not comparable to the swordsman's cultivation. So in an instant, he flew over Long Yi and Wang Yong and rushed straight down. When he passed by the two, he turned his head and looked at Long Yi and Wang Yong indifferently. At a glance, without saying anything, he accelerated and flew down again.

Long Yi looked at the Sima quietly, and then turned to Wang Yong and said, "Let's not argue with him. Go over there!"

Long Yi raised his finger to another direction different from Sima Feiluo, and then accelerated his fall. Seeing this, Wang Yong did not dare to delay and continued to follow. Just when the two were dozens of feet away from the valley, a breath suddenly soared in the valley!

Like the previous first battle, alien practitioners are still hidden in the valley. When they find that a swordsman is invading, they suddenly rise up, but not to fight, but to escape for their lives.

The number of these scattered practitioners is not large, and most of them are like a small group to live and practice. Their strength and power cannot be compared with hundreds of swordsmen.

At this time, fifty disciples of Xuanyu Sect swooped down quickly. Everyone had already shown a flying sword in their hands, and the murderous intention was very strong. At the same time, ten figures, like fireworks, suddenly flew up from the valley and fled in different directions!

As soon as he saw this scene, Sima, as the leader, suddenly shouted, "They want to escape separately. Everyone listens. In each group of three, they absolutely can't let any of them leave!"

Sima's command was issued, and the disciples of Xuanyu Sect behind him immediately reacted, scattered in twos and threes, rushing to each alien practitioner.

The battlefield is extremely large in an instant, and the battle is on the verge of breaking out.

The speed of Long Yi and Wang Yong can be said to be the fastest in addition to Sima. When they rushed to an alien practitioner and began to fight, other disciples had not yet arrived, and naturally, no disciples would rob them. In fact, even if someone wanted to rob them at this time, it would be too late.

Long Yi and Wang Yong are an alien practitioner who is only equivalent to the middle period of Jiansheng. In the face of such an enemy, without Long Yi's action, Wang Yong killed the panicked alien practitioner in one blow.

Wang Yong just sent out a sword magic power. The alien practitioner could not have the slightest backhand power at all. He was directly chopped into two by the sword magic power. The death was quite pitiful, but Wang Yong did not care about the miserable situation of the alien practitioner at this time. He just laughed and flew to the alien practitioner and He took off the storage bag around his waist and then returned to Long Yi.

Wang Yong smiled and looked quite excited. He said, "I got it! Long Yi, how about the things in this storage bag?

Long Yi smiled faintly and shook his head and said, "No, please help me see if there is any magic power of the alien practitioner in it. If so, just give it to me. You can keep everything else!"

When Wang Yong heard this, he said unexpectedly, "What do you want their magical skills to do? We are born with a sword practice system. The magic power of those alien practitioners is of no use to us!"

Long Yi did not explain, but said, "Don't worry about this. Just think I'm curious and want to see what magic power they are cultivating."

Wang Yong listened. Although he was a little puzzled, he no longer persuaded Long Yi. He just nodded and said, "Well, according to me, although I killed that man, without you, I would definitely not be the first. As long as you have his magical power, I will be a little embarrassed, but this is what you don't want, and I won't be polite, he Oh, when you kill other alien practitioners next time, you take more, I have no problem!"

Long Yi smiled, nodded, and looked at Wang Yong's slight meditation, as if he was breaking the divine prohibition of the storage bag. Soon, a jade tube that he didn't know what to use appeared in front of Long Yi.

Seeing this, Long Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything. He directly raised his hand and put the jade tube into the storage bag, let alone look at it in a hurry. He just looked at Wang Yong's happy mortals during the Spring Festival and took out some spiritual stones and elixirs from the storage bag.

"You two have harvested the storage bag, why don't you hand it in quickly!"

At this time, there was a shout from above. Long Yi and Wang Yong looked up and saw a disciple of Xuanyu Sect who did not know what the line was, staring at the storage bag in their hands gloomyly. Long Yi turned his head and looked around and found that the battle was over, and the disciples of Xuanyu Sect were still a complete victory.

Wang Yong seemed to subconsciously look at Long Yi, and Long Yi also nodded to him. Wang Yong muttered something in a low voice, and then took out all the things in the storage bag. Under the gaze of the disciples of Xuanyu Sect, he put it into his storage bag in a big way, and then threw the storage bag to the Xuan. Disciple of Yuzong.

The disciple of Xuanyu Sect stared at Wang Yong and Long Yi viciously. After snorting coldly, he took the storage bag and flew towards Sima. When Sima approached, his face became flattered, and he handed the storage bag to Sima's hands with both hands.

Wang Yong looked at the man, swallowed his saliva, and whispered to Long Yi, "That turtle son must be jealous of the things in our storage bag. Damn it, he even took our booty to flatter Sima!"

Long Yi smiled silently, patted Wang Yong on the shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter. Anyway, we don't want to give them these contributions."

Wang Yong opened his eyes and was about to say something more, but Long Yi frowned and looked far away on the left side. He was silent, but in fact, he was communicating with Xiao Hei in the storage bag.

A moment ago, Xiaohei suddenly sent him a message and said, "Three hundred miles away, there is a group of alien practitioners approaching them!" The number of alien practitioners is not under the disciples of Xuanyu Sect, and their strength is all in the Jiedan period, which is equivalent to the sword saint realm of swordsmen!"

When Long Yi heard this, he realized that the strong enemy had arrived. If the number and cultivation of alien practitioners were not weaker than the disciples of Xuanyu Sect, then the killing of the disciples of Xuanyu Sect in the first two times would not be so lucky. Even, those alien practitioners actually took the initiative to approach the swordsmen. There is no doubt that it was the discovery. The movement here is likely to avenge those dead alien practitioners!

Wang Yong saw that Long Yi was silent and confused. He was about to ask a question when he heard Long Yi say, "There are enemies coming. This time there are a lot of enemies, and their strength is not weak. Be careful!"

When Wang Yong heard the words, his heart was a Lin. He didn't know where Long Yi's judgment came from, but he did not dare to neglect it. He immediately took out his own flying sword and waited solemnly. Almost only after a moment, Sima suddenly shouted, "A large number of alien practitioners appeared, and everyone is ready to fight!"

When all the disciples of Xuanyu Sect heard the words, no one seemed to panic, but their faces were full of excitement. Perhaps it was the weak strength of those alien practitioners who gave them great confidence, or maybe the treasure in the storage bag plundered from those alien practitioners, which made them taste the sweetness. At this time, everyone was eager to try and fighting spirited.

Long Yi took a look at the dozens of Xuanyu disciples in front of him and sneered silently. His expression was still very calm, but he stood up and faced in the direction of those alien practitioners.

From the message passed to him from Xiaohei, Long Yi has already known that the number of those upcoming alien practitioners is nearly 70, of which is equivalent to the alien practitioners in the later period of Kensei, more than half of them, that is, the later cultivation of Jie Dan, and the others are all equivalent to Kensei. Mid-term cultivation, such strength, does not pose any threat to him, and at the same time, he does not have much interest in killing those alien practitioners, so he is not as excited as others.

Wang Yong licked his dry lips and said, "Long Yi, how will you fight later?"

Long Yi said, "Don't worry, the other party has more people than us. If we don't go to war with people, people will naturally come to us. If you get a storage bag, it's still the same as just now. Just give me their magic tube, and the rest is yours. However, you'd better not be too ostentatious, otherwise, if you grab too many other fellow trophies, it will attract their hatred, and it is easy to become the target of alien practitioners.

When Wang Yong heard this, he nodded and said, "You're right. OK, I'm not greedy. In a battle, it's enough to take him one or two storage bags!"

Long Yi nodded and said no more. Soon, a group of alien practitioners entered the sight of Long Yi and others from a distance.

There is a big difference between alien practitioners and swordsmen, that is, although their cultivation is not strong, they can fly in the air without the help of flying magic weapons such as flying swords. At this time, the 70 or so foreign practitioners were killed, and the momentum was not bad.

Under Sima's order, the disciples of Xuanyu Sect collectively burst out the sound of killing and rushed to those alien practitioners. Wang Yong glanced at Long Yi. Long Yi nodded, and Wang Yong no longer delayed and flew behind the crowd, followed Long Yi.

The battle broke out again, and this time, because of the difference in number and strength, the battle situation became fierce. Although most of the disciples of Xuanyu Sect are still stronger than those alien practitioners in strength, it is not so easy to eliminate alien practitioners as before.

For a moment, in the vast sky, there were practitioners everywhere, and the swords burst out like fireworks. The magic skills of alien practitioners were even more different and endless.

Behind everyone's into the battlefield, Long Yi was also in it, but he only followed Wang Yong, but he never took action. Even when Wang Yong fought with an alien practitioner with a strange bronze mirror, he was just watching the battle in silence.

The alien practitioner is only the middle cultivation of Jiedan, which is equivalent to the middle period of the swordsman. In the late period of Wang Yong, the swordsman, he is naturally at a downwind. At the beginning of the battle, the magic power of the sword secret exerted by Wang Yong firmly suppressed the alien practitioner in the middle of the elixir. But to Long Yi's slight surprise, the magic power performed by the bronze mirror in the hands of the alien practitioner was not much inferior when it collided with Wang Yong's sword magic power!

Long Yi keenly found that when the alien practitioner performed the magic power, the magic power was actually a beam of light containing strong spiritual power. When the beam collided with the sword light waved by Wang Yong, although the beam was scattered, it also made Wang Yong's sword light collapse at the same time.

But the main reason why the alien practitioner is at a disadvantage in battle is that his spiritual power is obviously not comparable to Wang Yong. It seems that every time the alien practitioner sends out a magic power, his spiritual breath will be greatly weakened, which also makes it difficult for his strength to maintain the battle with Wang Yong.

To some extent, there are only alien practitioners who are equivalent to the mid-term cultivation of the swordsman. In fact, the real cultivation is not much weaker than that of Wang Yong in the late Jiansheng. At least when compared with the middle-term swordsman who is also the swordsman, their cultivation is slightly better, but their strength is not as good as that of practicing swords. The reason for the sergeant is that although their magic power is strong, their spiritual power supply is insufficient, which is far from comparable to the swordsman who still maintains full spiritual power after the swordsman's magic power!

This discovery made Long Yi fall into meditation. He felt that he seemed to have faintly peeped into the alien practitioners in this heavenly and star world. Why it could only be the reason why he was in the embarrassing situation of being suppressed by the swordsman, but there were still many puzzles in his heart that could not be solved, and there should have been a way to solve the confusion for him. The ancient sword spirit Xiaohei has no memory from time to time, and it is difficult to answer more questions for him.

While Long Yi was meditating, the battle between Wang Yong and the alien practitioner was over, and it still ended with Wang Yong's complete victory. Long Yi watched Wang Yong kill the alien practitioner, and directly grabbed the bronze mirror magic weapon in his hand, and then cut the storage bag from his waist with his sword.

Wang Yong threw the bronze mirror directly to Long Yi, and then returned to Long Yi's side, happily and skillfully explored the divine consciousness into the storage bag and searched for other treasures.

Long Yi took the bronze mirror, took a closer look, put the bronze mirror into the storage bag, and then said to Wang Yong, "Don't look at it. Put it away, so that others won't be jealous when they see it."

Wang Yong smiled and had a bit of a miser-like demeanor. He said, "This is what I took with my life, and they can't get it even if they are jealous!"

Although that's what he said, Wang Yong still accepted Long Yi's proposal, took out all the things in the storage bag, put them into his own storage bag, and then pinched the storage bag in his hand and said to Long Yi, "What, I'll grab two more?"

Long Yi smiled when he heard the words and was about to speak, but his mind was still, and his eyes were subconsciously wrinkled tightly!

In the storage bag, Xiaohei's voice sounded and said, "Three hundred miles away, there are alien practitioners whose cultivation exceeds the Jiedan period, and the number is three people!"

When Long Yi heard the words, he was immediately shocked! The cultivation of alien practitioners who exceed the Jiedan period means that their cultivation also exceeds the realm of the sword saint. In other words, those three people are all practitioners of the realm of sword master!

The number of three different practitioners is not large, but if all three practitioners have reached the realm of sword master, then it will be a little bad for these people present!

Everyone knows that the strength of the swordsman of the swordsman, against the swordsman in the later period of the swordsman, he still has the strong strength of one against ten. Among the disciples of Xuanyu Sect present, only Sima was in the early stage of the sword master. If it was an alien practitioner, three swordsman suddenly came, then it was not superior in the number of people. The disciples of Xuanyu Sect will also be greatly weakened by their advantages on the battlefield!