Mu Xue wasn't worried about Mu Feng, who was injured for her sake, but instead glared fiercely at Wei Qinghe, who had opened her eyes at some point inside the formation.
"Wei Qinghe!"
The remaining three people on the first floor then looked in Wei Qinghe's direction.
There was obvious amazement in the eyes of the three people.
Wei Qinghe slowly got up, and after a short period of breathing adjustment, she felt refreshed.
The surrounding wood elemental power surged toward her even more rapidly.
"Mu Xue, it's so nice to see you again so soon!"
When Mu Xue met Wei Qinghe's smile, she felt a chill run down her spine.
The reason I was able to escape from Wei Qinghe last time was because of the teleportation magic item.
She no longer has any similar magical artifacts.
"Wei Qinghe, aren't you afraid of hurting your back by talking big!"
Although she still had lingering trauma from the last battle, she wasn't alone this time.
"Everyone attack together! A swordsman without even a title is nothing special!"
Mu Fengren immediately released Mu Xue, and the three of them, Mu Yue and Mu Chen, immediately formed a battle formation.
[Hidden Killing Formation]
The three can make their moves from the spot, and the sword energy gradually expands as it passes through this hidden killing formation.
The array's light waves rolled slowly, with the three people each standing in a different position, seemingly blocking Wei Qinghe's path to survival.
"Wei Qinghe, you're dead!" Mu Xue, standing on the outside, ignored her injuries and wore a sinister smile.
Upon seeing this, Wei Qinghe's cherry-red lips curved slightly, and she held a purple electric cloud brush in one hand and a green frost sword in the other.
With a nimble movement, it spun around and landed on Little White's back, and Little White let out a majestic tiger roar.
The swift figure darted out of Wei Qinghe's formation.
If we don't join the battle, who knows how long it will take for the three of them to break the formation.
The three of them used the killing formation very smoothly. No matter who Wei Qinghe attacked first, the other two directions could still maximize the power of the sword formation.
It is evident that the person who set up this formation was extremely skilled in formations.
However, they underestimated Wei Qinghe; the trapped Wei Qinghe might be as powerful as two people fighting together.
Mu Feng and his two companions immediately took action, their sword energies crisscrossing as if ten thousand swords were being unleashed simultaneously.
Wei Qinghe's purple electric brush flew swiftly, drawing runes: [Spiritual Mind Technique!]
The Spirit Heart Technique's defenses automatically amplified and expanded upon sensing approaching danger.
The rune, once formed, immediately unleashed tremendous power, rapidly moving upwards in a rotating motion from in front of Wei Qinghe.
It stopped only after covering the entire area, then fell like a net of air currents, shimmering in the dim light, before merging back into the air.
It was as if nothing had happened, yet it also felt like a hidden danger, ready to erupt at any moment.
The Purple Current Cloud Pen also transformed into a longsword of the same type.
Wielding both swords, Wei Qinghe once again displayed that strange, unpredictable, shifting movement technique.
Mu Chen felt a gust of wind and inwardly cried out in alarm before a sword flashed by.
The sharp sword energy, carrying a terrifying pressure, suddenly rose and fell.
"Swish, swish..."
Seeing this, Mu Feng and Mu Yue quickly jumped to their aid, leaving Wei Qinghe vulnerable from both sides.
However, the expected instant defeat and serious injury did not come; instead, each of the three swords dealt with one person.
Each of the three swords was used to fight one person, employing different sword techniques and carrying different elemental powers!
"Bang bang bang!"
The jade sword pierced through the air and nearly severed Mu Yue's arm with a single blow.
Mu Yue's arm was injured again, and the bleeding became even more profuse.
He winced in pain, but unwillingly continued to unleash his full power.
This place has already attracted a lot of attention because of the lightning tribulation. If Wei Qinghe is not killed in time, it will only bring unnecessary trouble to the First Tower.
"A swift and decisive victory!"
Numerous sword energies clashed back and forth, once again reducing the surrounding area to ruins.
"No, impossible. How could a little girl like Wei Qinghe draw talismans and wield three swords at the same time, and three different techniques at that?"
As Mu Xue watched the chaotic battle, her smug expression was replaced by panic.
Since he lost before, it could be said that Wei Qinghe's contracted beast left.
Now, Wei Qinghe has not only demonstrated the skills of a talisman master, but can also wield two swords simultaneously and perform two different sword techniques.
When the fight reached its climax, Wei Qinghe unleashed three sword strikes, relying entirely on her own spiritual power and mental strength to control the three swords simultaneously, and using different sword techniques to deal with the three people from different directions.
"Who are these people? How dare they join forces to deal with Fellow Daoist Wei here!"
Several cultivators from the immortal sects had already arrived, and they were somewhat shocked and at a loss when they saw such a fierce battle.
"Anyone who dares to touch Fellow Daoist Wei is courting death. Fellow Daoists, we must protect Fellow Daoist Wei."
Just as the group was about to make their move, they discovered that they couldn't even get within a few feet of the chaotic battleground.
It is clear that someone is deliberately preventing outsiders from getting involved in this battle.
"We can't get in, what should we do? These guys are bullying Fellow Daoist Wei."
Some more level-headed cultivators analyzed the battle situation: "Look closely, although it was several people dealing with Fellow Daoist Wei, Fellow Daoist Wei did not suffer any losses. On the contrary, those people were about to give up."
"Fellow Daoist Wei is incredibly fierce! He's fighting three against one and has maintained the upper hand throughout!"
Although they couldn't go in to help Wei Qinghe, they were still thrilled by what they saw.
The three swords forced Mu Chen and his companions to abandon their original positions.
The next instant, there was a loud bang!
Wei Qinghe's Frost Sword clashed fiercely with Mu Chen's sword once again, sending Mu Chen flying more than ten feet away.
Mu Chen stomped his foot hard, barely managing to stop, but immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
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