You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Seeing that Elder Baohui, who had transformed into a Shura giant, was about to hit Yan Qinghui on the head with his palm.

Yan Qinghui did not dodge and let the palm fall towards the top of her head.

At this moment, there was a sharp roar in the sky.

A long sword shining with white light came from the distance and went straight to Elder Baohui's heart.

The sword was still in the horizon one second, and it was already close to him the next second.

If the Shura giant did not withdraw his palm and insisted on slapping Yan Qinghui on the head, this sword would definitely pierce his chest.

Elder Baohui is not a fool. At this time, Yan Qinghui is already a lamb to be slaughtered.

How could he risk Yan Qinghui's life?

When there was no need to delay, Elder Baohui jumped back and narrowly avoided the sword falling from the sky.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

The ground where Elder Baohui was standing just now erupted with violent sounds.

The hard ground was smashed by the flying sword, creating a deep pit with a radius of [-] meters.

The whole ground was shaking.

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and Yan Qinghui was engulfed by the billowing dust and smoke.

Yan Qinghui seemed unaware of what was happening in front of her, still standing there motionless.

The people watching were in an uproar. They couldn't figure out who dared to interfere at this time.

"Who dares to openly oppose these people? Doesn't he just want to live?"

"Isn't it Yan Qinghui's mistress here?"

"Come on, what kind of majestic face she has? Which man can like her?"

……

As soon as the words of these people finished speaking, a cold light suddenly flashed.

Everyone felt a few intimidating waves of energy rushing into the crowd, and then heard bursts of screams.

The few people who had just spoken ill of Yan Qinghui covered their mouths with their hands in horror.

Blood kept flowing from their mouths.

Just at that moment, several rays of sword energy flew into their mouths and cut off their tongues!

The onlookers were completely frightened by this sudden method.

Everyone shut their mouths firmly, no longer daring to talk nonsense.

Mu Yuanchuan, the elder of Blackwater Palace not far away, frowned slightly.

He was also a little confused, who was here?

Mu Yuanchuan waved his sleeves, and a soft spiritual power came out of his sleeves. The spiritual power turned into a breeze, blowing away the smoke and dust.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, everyone suddenly discovered that there was another person beside Yan Qinghui.

This man was tall and straight, with a dignified appearance, and the corners of his eyes and brows were sharp, and his whole person was like an unsheathed sword.

The person who came was none other than Xie Jingfeng, the leader of the Divine Sword Peak of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Xie Jingfeng held Yan Qinghui's shoulders with a guilty look on his face and said, "I'm sorry, junior sister, senior brother, I'm late!"

Tears flowed uncontrollably from Yan Qinghui's eyes.

She slowly closed her eyes, shook her head and said, "Senior brother... why are you here."

At this time, Yan Qinghui was no longer as overbearing as before.

It seems that she has become the gentle and cowardly Shuiyun Fairy again.

Xie Jingfeng's heart was as sharp as a knife when he saw Yan Qinghui like this.

He let out a long sigh and said, "That day, Li Dapeng from Blackwater Palace was having trouble with our Spirit Sword Sect. The master was worried that you would be ostracized by the people from Blackwater Palace, so he asked me to follow you and take care of you."

"I followed you all the way to Blackwater City."

"Until Wen Qing and Xiao Yun entered the Real Dragon Fantasy Realm and you stayed in the inn to practice, I went to do some personal things."

"Calculating the time, today is the day Wen Qing and Xiao Yun come out, so I rushed back."

"I didn't expect that when I came here, I saw you being bullied by them! Senior brother came late and you were wronged!"

Yan Qinghui didn't say anything after listening, but her tears kept falling down.

Seeing Yan Qinghui like this, Xie Jingfeng gritted his teeth, glared at the people opposite him and said, "Is it you who did this?"

Mu Yuanchuan, the elder of Blackwater Palace, smiled awkwardly, stepped forward and said with cupped hands: "Master Xie, everything happens for a reason. It was Yan Feng who took the initiative, and we were forced to fight back!"

Xie Jingfeng looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "One of them was forced to fight back. If five people beat one of my junior sisters, is it called being forced to fight back?"

"If I were a step too late, would my junior sister still be alive?"

Di Yuanchang, the elder of the Holy Fire Sect, scratched his neck, looked at Xie Jingfeng coldly and said, "Xie, why are you shouting here without knowing the cause and effect?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, the five of us will fight this ugly monster, so what? What do you want?"

Xie Jingfeng's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he stared at Di Yuanchang with two cold lights in his eyes.

He looked up and down at Di Yuanchang and found that he did not recognize this person, so he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Di Yuanchang raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Humph, who am I? I am the elder of the Holy Fire Sect, Di Yuanchang."

"The people around me are Elder Panlong Temple, Master Baohui, Jin Hushan, and Elder Jin Yuan."

"There is also Elder Ding Shen of Xiaoyao Palace, and Elder Mu Yuanchuan of Blackwater Palace."

Di Yuanchang deliberately reported everyone's identities.

Except for the elders of Tianzong who did not take action, the elders of five of the seven major sects of Eastern China were besieging Yan Qinghui.

Even if Xie Jingfeng was furious, he would not dare to be presumptuous!

Do they, the Spirit Sword Sect, still want to go against everyone?

After hearing what Di Yuanchang said, Xie Jingfeng smiled coldly: "Humph, I thought I was some great person, but it turns out that I am just a bunch of mediocre people!"

"I'll give you a chance to live. Leave a little bit of each of you behind as an apology to my junior sister! Otherwise... Huh!"

Elder Jin Yuan of Jinhu Mountain couldn't stand hearing this.

Isn't Xie Jingfeng a little too crazy?

Who is he? He dares to talk to a few of them like this.

Elder Jin Yuan said with a smile, "Xie, what do you want from us?"

Xie Jingfeng said coldly: "Nose, ears, eyeballs, tongue, you see which one is no longer needed, just keep it."

Elder Jin Yuan was so angry that he laughed back: "Haha, let us leave some scraps. Do you have the ability?"

Xie Jingfeng's face sank, and he glanced at the five people with cold eyes and shouted loudly: "What? Do you still want me to get it myself?"

"If I take action, what I want is not your ears or noses, but your lives!"

Di Yuanchang was also very angry at Xie Jingfeng's words.

I secretly thought about how this Spirit Sword Sect are all crazy people who don’t know the heights of the world.

Is there something wrong with Xie Jingfeng's brain, or has he become obsessed with practicing Qigong?

Can you say such crazy things?

how? Does he still want to fight five of them?

Didn't he see what happened to Yan Qinghui?

Di Yuanchang sneered and shouted angrily: "Xie, the little bits and pieces we have are still of some use."

"If you really want it, then go get it yourself."

Xie Jingfeng nodded slowly when he heard this and said: "Okay, this is what you said!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Jingfeng's body suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura of steel.

At the same time, the ground vibrated with a buzzing sound.

"Boom" sounded loudly.

A long sword emerged from the ground carrying a monstrous sword energy and flew straight into the sky.

After the long sword drew a graceful arc in mid-air, it fell into Xie Jingfeng's hand.

Xie Jingfeng held a dazzling long sword, and the pure white light flickered on the tip of the sword.

A few dozen feet away, everyone watching felt their cheeks hurt.

A stream of sharp Gangjin power rushed toward his face.

Everyone quickly used their skills to resist, but even so, some of the weak ones had blood marks on their faces.

Metal is the master of killing, and as the master of the Divine Sword Peak, Xie Jingfeng's killing methods are naturally not comparable to those of Yan Qinghui.

When the last master of Divine Sword Peak was able to kill someone with just one sword, the expressions of the people in the Demon Cult changed after hearing this.

Seeing that the two sides were tense, a fight was about to start at any time.

The entrance to the True Dragon Fantasy Land suddenly erupted with bursts of spiritual power fluctuations!