White-Robed Chief

Chapter 1722 Prestige (Part 2)

"Despicable!" Meng Xiaoqi snorted angrily in the air, waving the black long knife.

The long knife disappeared in a flash, and the next moment he and the knife appeared behind Elder Fan, cutting the long knife horizontally to cut off her beautiful head.

Elder Fan shrank his head to avoid it, disappeared suddenly, reappeared behind Meng Xiaoqi the next moment, and slapped him on the back again.

"Bang!" Meng Xiaoqi sprayed out a blood arrow again.

He glared at Elder Fan angrily in the air, he didn't expect such a little girl to be so powerful, her cultivation base is so strong, her body skills are weird, she is hard to guard against, the Longevity Sect is really not to be underestimated, even if offended, it will be offended to the end, at least both of them will be killed One, kill and silence.

Thinking of this, he waved the black knife and disappeared in a flash. The next moment, the black knife and him both appeared behind Lu Daguang.

It was too late for Lu Daguang to realize that something was wrong, he slashed his shoulder with a knife, his left arm fell to the ground, and the long knife slid across without a sound, like cutting tofu.

"Damn it!" Elder Fan narrowed his charming long and narrow eyes, with a cold light flickering.

She suddenly shouted: "Come here!"

Nine figures shot from the opposite mountain in an instant, surrounding Meng Xiaoqi.

"Kill him!" Elder Fan spat out three words, fluttering back.

The nine of them spun around immediately, they couldn't see their figures clearly in the blink of an eye, their speed was as fast as a phantom, they could only see a gray shadow entangled Meng Xiaoqi, not allowing him to leave, and the black knife could not lead him across the void.

The formation of the nine seemed to block the space, Meng Xiaoqi's most wonderful saber technique was blocked, and he could only passively deal with the attacks of the nine for a while, only the muffled sound of "bang bang bang" was heard, and the black knife Seal a palm.

Meng Xiaoqi's face changed slightly, and he was anxious.

This bloody formation can actually restrain his magic sword art, this longevity sect really can't stay, be careful not to be trapped in their formation in the future, this time you can only open the seal!

He felt a little helpless when he thought of this. He didn't open the seal when he met Chu Li, but he had to open it here. It was a pity to face the unknown master of longevity.

Opening the seal will reduce the 20 years of residence in the world in one hour, and the loss is huge. He really doesn't want to open the seal unless he has to. It's okay if he meets Song Zhifan to open the seal, but he hasn't seen Song Zhifan yet. , It's really a bit embarrassing.

When he became angry from embarrassment, his murderous intent boiled over.

All of a sudden, ten thousand zhang rays of light burst out from around them, like a scorching sun appearing, the nine longevity sect masters couldn't help but close their eyes, but they didn't stop on their feet, for fear that if the formation stopped, all previous efforts would be wasted.

Elder Fan frowned and could only close his eyes, not daring to look directly, his heart was full of doubts, such a blazing brilliance, he must be displaying some extraordinary skills, what other skills does the Demon Sword Sect have?

"Hey!" Meng Xiaoqi suddenly let out a sneer, with killing intent.

Elder Fan suddenly felt the monstrous aura on Meng Xiaoqi's body, like a mountain falling down, unshakable, he had to avoid it.

She hastily shouted: "Sacrificing one's life!"

The speed of the nine longevity sect elders' self-sacrificing kung fu suddenly accelerated, and their figures became even more blurred.

Elder Fan turned his head and said, "Lu Daguang, you go back first!"

"Elder, I won't go back!" Lu Daguang hurriedly said with a blushing face. He was picking up his broken palm and arm to seal the blood on his shoulder, but his internal organs were still injured, and he couldn't fully exert his strength Eighty percent.

Elder Fan said angrily: "Hurry up and greet the leader to leave the customs!"

"...Okay." Lu Daguang could only agree.

Elder Fan shouted: "Quick!"

"Okay!" Lu Daguang hurriedly agreed, and disappeared in a flash.

Elder Fan looked at the radiant Meng Xiaoqi, who looked like a scorching sun, and felt that it was not good. This should be the magic knife sect's method of mobilizing potential similar to the magic skill of sacrificing one's life, but this improvement is too powerful, invincible .

But under such circumstances, if the formation is withdrawn, it will be even more unstoppable, and it will not be as fast as him at all, so the only way is to fight hard.

"Hey!" A black light flashed away.

The nine-person formation was broken immediately, and a human head was rushed into the sky with blood, rolling endlessly, but it was a master of longevity.

The black light flashed again, and another human head flew up.

Meng Xiaoqi's body radiated light, and the pitch-black long knife was faster than imagined, and it was inevitable.

After the nine people's formation was broken, no matter how difficult it was to form a space blockade, the black knife was faster and unhindered, and the remaining seven people were allowed to be slaughtered.

"Chi! Chi!" The two heads flew up again.

There were only five masters left, Elder Fan had rushed up and shouted loudly: "What a guts!"

Meng Xiaoqi sneered, swung his knife and slashed at Elder Fan.

"Bang!" Elder Fan slapped the black knife with his palm at a critical moment, and then flew out. His small white jade-like hand had already turned black, as if it had been painted with ink, and his face suddenly turned pale.

A chilly breath penetrated to the arm, which could not be hindered. In the blink of an eye, it went from the wrist to the elbow, then to the shoulder, and finally to the heart.

"Drink!" Elder Fan vigorously activated the Immortality Kungfu, and suddenly a strange force gushed out to meet the icy cold breath.

The two breaths collided and an explosion occurred.

A bloody arrow burst out from the elbow of her left arm, caused by the collision of two internal forces. Without this bloody arrow, her left arm would have exploded.

Her right hand sprang up, the bleeding stopped, and her face aged rapidly, as if after ten years of tempering, she became more mature, and her temperament also changed accordingly.

"Okay, as expected of the Longevity Sect!" Meng Xiaoqi sneered.

Being able to block the internal force of the Demon Sword Art, and still in the state of a celestial being, the power of this little girl is beyond imagination.

He slashed out again, turning a blind eye to the five old men rushing towards him, and the black knife instantly appeared on Elder Fan's neck.

"Bang!" Elder Fan punched the blade again, and his right fist became pitch black again.

She flew out again, and at the same time shot a bloody arrow from her right arm, this time from the wrist, although she had been prepared for a long time, the blood was flowing continuously, and the two internal forces were still competing, damaging her body .

She turned a blind eye to her injury and still rushed towards Meng Xiaoqi.

Meng Xiaoqi sneered and swung the black knife again, both arms were injured, let's see what else she can do.

Elder Fan was aging rapidly, and crow's feet appeared in the corners of his eyes. He changed from a twenty-year-old woman to a forty-something. The power in his body surged like a wave, and then he slammed into Meng Xiaoqi.

"Bang!" Her left hand faced the long knife again.

"Crack!" The little finger of the left hand exploded, and blood and flesh shot out.

"Okay, come again!" Meng Xiaoqi sneered, and swung his knife again.

"Crack!" The ring finger of the left hand exploded, blood and flesh shot out in all directions, and the exquisite and delicate jade hand became bloody and bloody. It was horrible, but she turned a blind eye, as if it was not her own hand that was injured.

"Come again!" Meng Xiaoqi continued to swing the saber with only five fingers, to see how much she could unleash.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" All five fingers on Elder Fan's left palm exploded, leaving only the bare palm.

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