Without saying a word, the two immediately joined the battle.
"Could it be that the seal of the Demonic Sect has malfunctioned?" Wei Qinghe asked while fighting against the demons.
Fuyue Daozun said, "The Demonic Sect is guarded by the Immortal Sect in turns. If the seal were to loosen, news would have been sent back long ago. These demons should not have come from the Demonic Sect."
A golden lotus-shaped scepter flew over and knocked a demon to the ground.
Bang!
The sound, like the tolling of a bell, echoed unusually continuously.
Venerable Shichen arrived in the void, stepping on lotus blossoms with every step, and a golden lotus-shaped scepter returned to his hand.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, the person you're looking for is over there. Leave this to us."
Wei Qinghe looked in the direction he was pointing, and there was indeed golden light of merit flashing there.
With the demons attacking, even if one believes in the abilities of the Holy Monk Jingci, one still needs someone to protect him.
"Thank you, Venerable Shichen, you'll have to trouble yourself here."
Wei Qinghe dared not be negligent and flew directly on his sword, summoning the Azure Frost Sword at the opportune moment.
Sure enough, the courtyard, protected by a barrier, was being attacked by a group of demons.
Wei Qinghe landed as if holding a jade sword in her left hand, and used different sword techniques to fight the demons with both swords.
At this moment, she not only had to protect Chu Ling'er and the Holy Monk Jingci, but she also had to avenge her elders.
The two swords wielded two different sword techniques, each with different combat power, but the effect was excellent, and in no time all the demons attacking the barrier were killed.
A sharp sound came from behind, and Wei Qinghe swung her sword down with a backhand.
Snap!
The whip, imbued with the power of lightning, lashed fiercely at the Azure Frost Sword, causing Wei Qinghe's hands and arms to go numb and ache, almost making her lose her grip on the sword.
The power of lightning element flowed rapidly along the sword and into Wei Qinghe's body.
Wei Qinghe raised the jade-like sword high, its powerful spiritual energy rising and falling, unleashing a burst of multi-elemental power.
clang!
The power of multiple elements spread along the whip, causing the angry woman to stagger backward.
The woman's gaze passed over Wei Qinghe, fixed menacingly on the unmoving barrier, and then she said to Wei Qinghe:
"Little sister, it's already quite remarkable that you have such cultivation at your age. If you don't want to die, get out of the way."
Wei Qinghe couldn't stand the word "demon race" the most. She had previously wanted to leave two demons alive in the main hall, but now she felt that it was indeed unnecessary.
It seems that the Venerable Monk Jingci must have known all along that the demons would come, and that he was so bold as to send so many people directly.
"There's no way you'll move aside. The thing I hate most in my life is the demon race. Why don't you stay where you are and instead come here to cause trouble? If I don't teach you a lesson, I'll be letting down my senior, the Spirit Sect!"
Wei Qinghe gripped his two swords tightly, his eyes filled with boundless hatred.
"Ancestors of the Spirit Sect? So you're from the Spirit Sect." The woman in red curled her lip in disdain. "Remember my name, I'm Blood Rakshasa! That way you can cry to your ancestors after you die."
Wei Qinghe unleashed a powerful burst of spiritual energy, "I am Wei Qinghe of the Spirit Sect, but you have no chance to complain to anyone!"
Wei Qinghe had thought countless times about what would happen if she encountered the demon race, but thinking and doing are completely different.
The elemental power of the two swords swirled around him. He first unleashed a sword array with his right hand, then used the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Sword with his left, and finally used the Heavenly Origin Ice Condensation Technique with his right hand.
This time, not only was his swordsmanship enhanced by the sword formation, but each strike also carried the power of sword intent.
"You're the only one left in the Lingzong Wei family, aren't you?" Blood Rakshasa sneered cruelly. "I'll make sure your Wei family line ends here!"
An eerie atmosphere filled the air as two figures moved through the air, their swords flashing and their whips clashing, creating a dazzling spectacle.
Similar beams of light were rising and falling from the direction of the main hall. Wei Qinghe frowned and glanced at Blood Rakshasa, "You actually know how to create clones."
Blood Rakshasa said smugly, "The cultivation technique I practice is the highest level of the Demon Clan. It's just a clone technique. Little girl, you're not bad either. Killing you wouldn't be a pity. I might as well take you back and give you to my brother."
A cold glint of hatred flashed in Wei Qinghe's eyes; she knew that Blood Rakshasa was no ordinary person.
The shadow of the white tiger suddenly appeared behind Wei Qinghe.
"You're overthinking it. Even if you could create a clone, that clone of yours definitely can't go back."
[Heavenly Origin Ice Formation + Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Sword]
Blood Rakshasa was frozen in place by the array and could not move at all. She could only watch helplessly as Wei Qinghe's Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Sword Technique fell.
Hundreds of sword energies circulated in an orderly manner, their power immense.
The array's light waves surged, and as the sword energy pierced through the Blood Rakshasa's body, she groaned in pain incessantly.
The shouting figure turned into a wriggling wisp of black smoke and disappeared.
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