Liu Yun, the alchemy practitioner who had previously collaborated with me in the secret realm.
Both of them were alchemy practitioners, so logically speaking, the fight should have been relatively harmonious. However, he forgot one thing, that the Bishui Sect was cooperating with a large sect that practiced weapon cultivation, and they had benefited from the Chengfeng Sect and had magical weapons on them.
Xue Yu was careless and did not dodge, so he was tied up and captured alive by Liu Yun with the help of magic weapon.
"Liu Yun, come here, how about I tell you a secret?" Xue Yu moved his wrist, but he couldn't move it at all. He smiled with an innocent curve at the corner of his lips and motioned him to come closer.
Liu Yun clenched the magic weapon in his hand suspiciously and said coldly: "I won't be fooled."
secret?
What good words can come out of Chang Mingzong's mouth?
"What are you afraid of? Look, I've been tied up like this, what can I do to you?" Xue Yu had a clean and elegant face. He shrugged innocently, lowered his head, and said seriously, "I just want to tell you some gossip. I'm free anyway."
Liu Yun had tied his hands in advance, and to be on the safe side, he also took away Xue Yu's mustard seed bag. Xue Yu was almost tied up like a dumpling and really couldn't do anything.
"Do you think I'm curious?" Liu Yun said, then turned around and walked over. "What kind of gossip is this?"
The moment Xue Yu approached him, he suddenly raised his head and bumped into him, hitting him with his head, making his head buzz.
In the past few months, the dragon clan's physical training was caused by the wicked Xie Chuxue, and he, a pill cultivator, was forced to join the training.
This kind of high-pressure training does improve physical skills and the body's ability to withstand blows. A blow to the forehead may not hurt a sword cultivator, but it will undoubtedly be a heavy blow to an alchemy cultivator.
While Liu Yun was holding his forehead in pain, Xue Yu seized the opportunity to do a backflip and kick him down again, and exclaimed, "Chengfeng Sect is really rich."
Xue Yu's hatred of the rich reached its peak at this moment.
If he had not been caught off guard by the magic weapon, he would not have ended up being tied up.
Xue Yu's tone confirmed the saying that jealousy can change a person beyond recognition.
Liu Yun: "..."
Helpless and angry.
He suddenly sat up with a somersault and punched the opponent's nose with anger. Although he could not compete with Jian Jian, he had no problem beating Xue Yu, as both of them were weaklings.
Xue Yu turned his head away and kicked down as well.
A fight between Dan Xiu and Dan Xiu.
A real physical fight.
High-end team battles don’t even require any weapons. Physical damage can be dealt directly, with you punching and me kicking.
Only during combat can the necessity of physical training be reflected.
It is well known that alchemy practitioners are weak and unable to take care of themselves. This profession is nothing without weapons, and what matters is physical skills.
In order to avoid being caught and killed, Dan Xiu has also trained in countermeasures.
The famous scene of two alchemy practitioners who were notoriously physically weak fighting each other was truly rare.
Song Hansheng tilted his head to take a few glances at the chaotic battle situation, the corner of his mouth twitched. To be honest, no matter what kind of serious experience it was, as long as he was mixed with Chang Mingzong, the process was always mixed with some indescribable humor.
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Zhou Xingyun, who was running in the front, was too fast and Si Miaoyan couldn't catch up at all.
She suddenly stopped and put the recorder to her lips, then withdrew it lightly. She was a cultivator with wood spiritual roots, and she was like a fish in water in a place like Penglai where there were many spiritual plants. Several vines spread out endless green behind them, crisscrossing into a rope to block Zhou Xingyun's way.
Zhou Xingyun drew his sword and slashed at her. Si Miaoyan used the vines and green plants around her to retreat and interfere.
But she soon discovered something was wrong.
What about Qin Huai and Ji Yuan?
How come they are two short of numbers when each person is stopping one?
"Senior Sister, it seems that we are... surrounded by them." Miaomiao clenched the arrow in her hand, looking at the Yueqing clan's relatives and disciples who surrounded them tacitly, and couldn't help but secretly said that something was wrong.
"Where are Qin Huai, Fang Zhiyao and the others?" Si Miaoyan stopped and turned her head at Song Hansheng's signal. Then she saw that the three disciples were being held by Ye Qiao alone.
This is how they allocated it?
Ye Qiao goes one against three?
Her thoughts raced. Was it because Ye Qiao was overconfident or was it a suggestion from Song Hansheng that he wanted a Yuanying early stage cultivator to fight one against three?
No matter who came up with this point, their allocation did catch both parties off guard.
Due to the lack of manpower, the result was that they were completely surrounded and wiped out.
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"Is this the legendary descendant of the Five Clans?" The girl in the green silk skirt bit her words. Her voice became distorted due to shock when she witnessed this scene.
She was one of the two direct disciples of Penglai. After receiving the news that these direct disciples had entered the country, she waited at the entrance.
Hiding in the dark, I witnessed the various ways of obtaining spiritual plants that were passed down by these people.
And the famous scene where two alchemy practitioners fight each other.
Chu Ling had never seen such a chaotic fighting style in his life.
In her concept, the cultivation world is divided into five sects and eight major schools in the center. They cannot, or at least should not, fight in groups like this?
The Five Sects are the only orthodox sects in the world of cultivation. Unlike the reclusive sects like them, no matter what happens, the cultivators will undoubtedly think of the Five Sects first. Although the reclusive sects are not weak either, they are far less representative than the Five Sects.
This group of people acted as ferociously as tigers, which made her mouth twitch.
Can anyone in the Five Sects be a direct disciple now? Or has the standard for recruiting disciples been lowered to this level in just a hundred years?
She was a little speechless.
The next scene made Chu Ling perk up a little.
Ye Qiao was wasting time with the three men from Cheng Feng Sect. She placed her hand on the sword at her waist, estimating how much time would be wasted if she took action.
Qin Huai also sneered at Ye Qiao's interception method.
The only thing that made Ye Qiao a little frightened was probably that he took three moves from the Sect Master head-on.
He was not sure about the strength of the Sword-Asking Sect's leader, perhaps he was at the Refining Void stage or perhaps at the Fusion stage.
Ye Qiao didn't know what unknown method he used but he succeeded.
The two sword cultivators drew their swords. Fang Zhiyao pursed his lips, put his hand on the mustard seed bag, and whispered, "Are you sure you want to be an enemy of the three of us?"
Ye Qiao had no intention of giving any orders as the team leader throughout the whole process, so the only person who could make the decision could be Xue Yu or Song Hansheng.
These two amorous monks actually asked Ye Qiao to come over and block three at once. Where did they get the confidence from?
"Why do you think I'm flirting with you guys here?" Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows. "It's already this late. Let's get to work quickly and go home early."
She glanced at the sky. Whether in the secret realm or the unfamiliar Penglai, it was not a good sign at night.
Qin Huai frowned slightly but didn't move.
I think her reaction was too relaxed.
Seeing that they had no reaction, Ye Qiao made his words clear, unsheathed the Feixian Sword in his hand, and signaled them to hurry up, "What I mean is, you three, come together."
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