Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure Chapter 205: 204.203.202.201.200.1

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The scream that came out came from a sword repairman who was disturbed by a sudden attack and accidentally broke a pill furnace.

The pill furnace is like sword repair and sword, medical repair and knife. The only difference is that the pill furnace is very expensive.

Unfortunately and fortunately, that Danxiu didn’t have time to settle accounts with him in a short time, because almost at the same time, there was black smoke spreading around, isolating the divine mind, making it difficult to see the southeast, northwest, and nine. The ghost aura under Yuanxia is very similar.

Enemy attack!

An Xian's original lazy appearance immediately changed drastically, and she grew up, and she was instinctively blasted out with several sword auras.

There was sword light in the void, but soon, the black smoke began to fade.

You Jia raised a blue lamp, the light was like a candle, but quickly consumed the surrounding fog.

The people who came to attack them were covered with face masks, and they shot fiercely, and there were a large number of them.

However, it is obvious that there is no sense of unity, and they fight separately. However, Kun-Lai’s disciples are very skillful in gathering the formation. After protecting the wounded by a group of the most recent people, various talismans are recorded. Don't throw away the magical instruments like money.

No matter the outer door or the expedition, this kind of aggregation formation has long entered his instinct.

Compared with their opponents, their cooperation is extremely seamless. Poison repairs and releases poison, Fufeng releases talisman. Tai Yifeng quickly made a suggested formation under the protection of several people. The surrounding Kun-Lai disciples fought and retreated. They are all gathering in their direction.

However, the number of enemies far exceeds them.

Some people even face up to five or six bandit cultivators alone. No matter how well they cooperate, they are somewhat difficult to support under an overwhelming number.

Youjia Huang Wei directed the disciples of the peak, but did not find where the little fairy is.

Bai Shuixian and An Xian met several monks in the same way. They just handed over a sword and went to the clouds to kill each other tacitly. The monks in the same way were too powerful, and the aftermath could easily injure other monks of the transformation of the soul In the same way, they are more eager for the wealth of Kun-Lai Hedao monks.

Between hands, Bai Shuixian and An Xian made extremely vicious swords. They all knew that the Kun-Lai disciple below was in danger, and the battle ended in a second, and there would be fewer casualties.

An Xian’s swordsmanship has reached the realm early, the sword has no return, the meaning of sacrificing oneself, it is huge, and the few cultivators on the opposite side can hardly fight back. If it is not for the crowds of the other party, I am afraid it is. Can't even hold her back.

But she didn't have the slightest sense of relaxation in her heart - she could feel that there were still fellow monks watching in secret, and as long as there was a little chance, she would quietly make a move.

She changed her mind and sold a fatal flaw decisively. The other monk was overjoyed. The sword light came like a rainbow, and she was able to do it at first sight, but An Xian's sword intent suddenly accelerated again. , The latter came first, a sword owl head, and the other's sword energy had just pierced her chest for half an inch, just a small injury.

However, at this moment, a strange sword suddenly appeared in the void, stabbing again at the wound and inserting it into his heart.

A mocking smile appeared on An Xian's face. When he turned the long sword in his right hand, a blue light almost drew out along his long sword. It was indescribably fast, gentle and gentle, as if it were sprayed on the top of the mountain in the morning. The sunshine and snow reflect the sky, revealing the most beautiful blue in the world.

But that was also the most terrifying blue. He went up against the sword and cut off his thumb, palm, and through his elbow, he chopped off the attacker's right shoulder and even a small half of his body.

Blood light crashed!

An Xian retreated abruptly, and a burst of blood shot out of her chest, and she reached out and held it down.

"Why don't you die..." Feeling that the other party's vitality and blood is not declining, the attacker was extremely furious and quickly retreated.

An Xian slammed her right hand and threw the long sword out. With great skill, the attacker penetrated the trachea and spine together, eliminating all his voices.

She beckoned back to the long sword, staring coldly at the other masked men.

The horrible aura makes them almost unable to breathe, and they will be timid before they fight—although they are already in harmony, but just now, but between three breaths, this woman has already killed an elder in harmony. Each of them is the backbone of their own sect. If there are two shortcomings, no matter how many things the apprentices rob, they can only afford the other sect.

An Xian smiled coldly, put down the wound that had stopped the bleeding, and took a step forward.

The opponent took a step back at the same time. When fighting again, he was very cautious in his shots. Even if An Xian sells flaws, he will not be easily fooled and made up his mind to drag her to death.

It’s just that, she was even more crushed and beaten by An Xian. Her long sword didn’t know what kind of item it was. It was like cutting melons and vegetables by cutting off the magic weapon of true essence armor. It was just three or five swords. Find the flaw in the magic weapon and break it with one sword. But after a while, another person fell from the sky like a broken pocket and was pierced by the sword by her looking for a chance.

This kind of change undoubtedly made those people more fearful, and they had retired. If it weren't for showing their backs in the battle, they would have killed them. I'm afraid they would have turned around and fled long ago.

On the other side, the white narcissus is not so bloody.

She floats in white clothes, like a fairy in the water, one sword after another, like the soft white silk in the water, without any harm.

But only those who were besieging her felt that the murderous horror was extremely difficult. When she shot her, she felt like she was on the bottom of the sea. All feelings became unreal. The distance, sound, and speed were changed, not only couldn’t get close. In her body, the weird pressure increased little by little in her rhythm, and with their cultivation base, they couldn't breathe a little.

This won't work!

A masked monk felt a little exhausted, and while his thoughts were turning, he gritted his teeth, took out a wax pill from his arms, gritted his teeth, swallowed it, almost instantaneously, his true essence was going to be exhausted. It recovered like a high tide, and recovered halfway in less than a moment. In the battle, it was much calmer.

"Brother Dao lend me a pill." Another masked monk next to him seemed to be in the same situation, but he didn't have the elixir and had to ask for help. "When this happens, there will be a good return."

"I only have one, such a treasure, if it is urgent, do you think I will use it?" The medicine monk said coldly.

"Yes!" The other party no longer insisted. He also knew that this kind of thing would be life-saving at this time, and no one would be willing to use it until the end.

But it doesn't matter, this kind of swordsmanship also consumes a lot of the woman, don't believe how long she can last.

The white narcissus on the opposite side seemed to see their plan, smiled coldly, took out a handful of wax **** with the same markings as the other monk, and swallowed them like jelly beans.

Almost instantly, the weakened swordsmanship realm began to stabilize, even stronger than before.

Several monks in the realm looked pale for a while.

Bai Narcissus is indifferent. Her spirit still remains on the battlefield below. Even though she and An Xian have some advantages, ordinary disciples are already in danger, and many disciples have been seriously injured. Kun-Lai’s standard carrying bag can sustain their lives. Even so, there are several disciples who have no vitality. If they don’t get medical treatment quickly, they may stay here.

She almost exploded! Where did the little fairy go at this time, don't hurry to save people!

She knows very well that the power of the sword he used last time, I am afraid that the monks here together will not be able to pick up his sword.

But she reacted quickly.

Not only did the little fairy fail this time, but the Golden Crow girl who came with did not do anything this time. Even the sea hydra just hugged his beautiful snake and cleaned up the nearby monks one after another. A typical example of no effort.

"Feng Qingxiu!" Bai Narcissus said angrily, "It's almost enough, don't be too much!"

"It's not too much." There was an unpleasant voice like scrapes of copper and iron, coming from a handsome woman not far away with shaved eyebrows, a golden dress shining brightly in the sun, together with Feng Qingxiu , Staring at a monk in Tsing Yi in the distance.

The monk stood quietly in the clouds, his expression was calm, his face was seven to eight points similar to that of the senior brother, with a white lotus mark on the corner of his clothes, he just looked at it indifferently, did not make a move, and did not speak.

But after exhausting all the spiritual consciousness of the white narcissus, no one was found there, and Feng Qingxiu's sword was already in his palm, and he would shoot at any time.

When the monk saw this, he just smiled slightly: "I said I wanted to help, you must not believe it, that's all."

He waved his sleeves and turned around and disappeared into the clouds. After all, it was Kun-Lai's line. All he wanted was the Wang Yin in Ayun's hands. When his interests were irrelevant, he admired Xizhou Kun-Lai very much.

"What a powerful person, more dangerous than those three old guys," the Golden Crow Demon Sage looked at that person, and doubts flashed in his eyes. She lived for a very long time, and even experienced the bloodbath of Daxuan that year. In the battle of the royal capital, it was easy to find the identity of that person from memory, and was a little surprised for a while, "The great sacrifice, he is still alive, it is really pitiful."

"What did you say?" Feng Qingxiu glanced back at her.

"Oh, isn't it pitiful to be a human being alone?" Jin Crow tilted his head and asked. I have never seen a human being so miserable.

Feng Qingxiu smiled rare and nodded.

While speaking, his fingertips fell down again, and silently took a long sword that wanted to take the life of Kun-Lai's disciple away, only to wipe a little wound on his neck.

Shortly after, under the disadvantage of several besieging cultivators, they took out their hole cards to protect their lives. An Xian killed two, but the remaining three were seriously injured and escaped. They also signaled that the melee team below was very A dozen monks were evacuated soon.

The white narcissus caught one alive, and the other outbreaks of cultivation base left untreated hidden wounds far away.

She immediately killed her and went back.

At this time, the robbers saw that the general situation was gone, and they ran away, leaving a lot of them, but even so, this victory was a terrible victory.

Several dozens of Kun-Lai disciples were wounded, and nearly a dozen of them were missing arms and legs. Yujia had only three claws left, and his two beards were snatched away.

There are still a few seriously injured disciples who are already out of breath, and they are rescued by a few serious medical practitioners who have done their best to rescue them.

Three other disciples are missing.

Bai Narcissus had a lingering heart, and glanced at Feng Qingxiu angrily: "You said, what should I do?"

Feng Qingxiu faintly said to Jin Wu: "Send them back, I will find the three disciples."

Jin Wu Women's Road: "Nature."

Feng Qingxiu turned and left, but she tightened her fingers and gave the void a flick.

The invisible sword energy follows the connection in the dark and chases out.

The three disciples were just washed away and will be able to return soon. If so, he still couldn't help squeezing the paper man on his chest.

"You said, will they converge a bit from now on?" Seeing that the fellow/Xiu is injured, even if he knows that it can be cured, he still feels a little guilty.

The paper man slowly climbed to the tip of his ears and sat with his hands faintly: "Just this time? Xiaoqing, you might be thinking too much."

While speaking, a disciple who recovered his breath stretched out his hand to grasp the monk who was treating him, and gasped: "My captive, are you missing?"

Feng Qingxiu's beautiful face instantly turned blue.

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