Seeing Qiuyue Bai holding the new sword and emitting unrivaled sword spirit, old man Kitano was also panicked at this moment.
For a while.
Fear rose in his heart, but things had come to this point, and with Wu Jin beside him, he didn't dare to escape, so he had no choice but to go on.
Everyone's eyes were now focused on Qiu Yuebai's sword. The clear sword light made people shudder. There were no fancy moves in this sword, but it was a simple move to the extreme.
After the sword light dissipated, a long chasm appeared in the sight. All the trees and weeds on the ground were strangled into dust, and at the end of the chasm was the ragged old man Kitano.
The sheep whip in his hand had broken into two pieces, blood was flowing from the tiger's head, and his face was full of panic.
Obviously, this sword not only caused great damage to his body, but also caused great pressure on his mind, making him a little timid.
He looked up at Qiu Yuebai who was standing in the air with a sword in his hand. The fear in his heart grew stronger. After a brief mental struggle, he made a decision.
As the saying goes, there will be no shortage of firewood. He knew that if he continued to fight with Qiu Yuebai, he would definitely be defeated, so it was better for him to slip away!
Thinking of this, Old Man Kitano didn't think much about it and disappeared out of thin air.
Seeing this, Qiu Yuebai's eyes narrowed and he said disdainfully:
"Want to escape!"
Without any hesitation, she followed the breath of old man Kitano.
After this battle, the confidence of the righteous people suddenly increased. As the leader of the Dao League, Chu Miaohan also held his sword and said:
"Fellow Daoists, follow me and slay the evil!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone responded immediately. They took out their spiritual weapons and attacked the Witch Clan with great momentum.
Although Wu Jin's face became even more gloomy because of Old Man Beiye's desertion from the battlefield, he did not retreat, but commanded the people of the Wu clan to fight.
Sect Master Si Yin, Shi Yuqi, Chu Miaohan and the powerful men from various major sects all locked onto Wu Jin as their target and surrounded him to prevent him from escaping.
But even though everyone tried their best, they still couldn't cause any substantial harm to an ancient powerful being like Wu Jin.
Fortunately, Wu Jin had just escaped from trouble and his strength had not yet returned to its peak. Facing the siege of the crowd, he was still at a disadvantage.
As for Ning Jie, he held the Dinghai Shenzhen Iron in his hand, and each stick could turn a small kalami into a small one.
The battle lasted for two hours. Everyone was exhausted. Many people from both sides died, and there were only a few people left on the Witch Clan side.
Another moment.
Qiu Yuebai returned with her sword in hand, her white skirt fluttering as she shouted over the battlefield:
"Kitano is dead!"
Those Kitano warriors who were still resisting stubbornly, after hearing the sad news of old man Kitano's death, their fighting spirit suddenly disappeared and they scattered like birds and beasts!
Even faced with such a situation, Wu Jin remained calm.
Qiu Yuebai didn't waste any words and charged directly into the encirclement of Wu Jin with his sword. Each strike brought great pressure to Wu Jin. Just as Wu Jin's fighting power was gradually weakening, Chu Miaohan saw that the time was ripe and said lightly:
"Demon Subduing Formation!"
Everyone immediately made hand gestures, and golden threads emerged from everyone's fingertips, circling around Wu Jin layer by layer, becoming tighter and tighter, ultimately strangling Wu Jin so tightly that he could not move.
At this moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
I originally thought this would be a huge crisis, but I didn't expect it to be resolved like this.
Ning Jie walked to Qiu Yuebai's side and asked:
"Master, is that old man Beiye dead?"
Qiu Yuebai nodded and replied, "Of course. I chased him all the way to Beiye and finally killed him. This was all thanks to the sword you forged for me. It really suits me. Tell me what reward you want."
award?
A bold idea emerged in Ning Jie's mind, but when he looked up and saw the cunning look in Qiu Yuebai's eyes, he suddenly felt that she was suspected of stinging him, so he quickly smiled and said nothing more.
The first battle after the birth of the Wu Clan ended hastily with the Wu Clan's defeat and the capture of their leader Wu Jin.
Looking at everyone with smiles on their faces, Ning Jie always felt that this battle was weird. As for why it was weird, he couldn't really put his finger on it. Maybe it was because the victory was too easy.
Just imagine, how could a great figure in ancient times like Wu Jin start a war with only this little preparation?
And you specifically choose to come at a time like the Tianxia Martial Arts Competition when all the major sects gather together and their fighting power is at its strongest?
It even made Ning Jie feel that he was asking for his death?
Or does Wu Jin have other plans this time?
While Ning Jie was thinking, Chu Xi slowly followed from behind and hugged Ning Jie's arm. Xia Wanqing on the other side was not to be outdone. Feeling the pressure from both sides of her arms, Ning Jie could no longer think deeply. He smiled and slapped the buttocks of his two junior sisters twice.
After leaving some disciples to clean up the battlefield, everyone prepared to return to the training ground to discuss the next steps for dealing with Wu Jin.
But after returning to the training ground, everyone was dumbfounded.
Lin Bei, who was originally tied up on the martial arts field and waiting for sentencing, has been freed, and all the disciples who were responsible for guarding Lin Bei were killed on the martial arts field. The scene was very cruel.
"broken!"
Ning Jie's face suddenly changed. Everyone had gone to fight the Witch Clan before, and not many people were left to guard Lin Bei, who had become a disabled man. He never thought that this guy could actually escape.
"Immediately seal off the mountain gate and dispatch disciples to track down Lin Bei's whereabouts!"
Sect Master Si Yin also realized the seriousness of the matter and hurriedly gave instructions to his disciples.
But at this moment, a disciple wearing a conical hat slowly walked out from behind the crowd. He held a long sword in his hand and held a female cultivator from the Miaoyin Sect hostage. This female cultivator was Si Luo, the weakest among the crowd.
"Don't look for me, I'm right here."
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the man's hat slipped off. It was the missing Lin Bei. However, Lin Bei's eyes were dull now, but his whole body exuded the aura of the witch clan.
Ning Jie looked at Lin Bei and the speechless Si Luo in his hands, and felt something was wrong.
"Let her go!"
Ning Jie roared, the Dinghai Shenzhen tightly grasped in his hand was ready to explode at any moment.
However, the witch Lin Bei was not moved at all. A sick smile appeared on his face, and he licked his lips with a red tongue, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Ning Jie, are you anxious? You care about this woman, right? Very good! I, Lin Bei, have fallen into this state now, all because of you. Today, I will let you taste the pain of this world!"
"No! As long as you let her go, I can consider leaving your body intact!"
Ning Jie clenched his fists tightly. He could see that Lin Bei was at the end of his rope and had fallen into madness. He absolutely could not let him do anything to harm Si Luo.
But Lin Bei was not moved at all, and laughed wildly:
“It’s too late!”
After he finished speaking, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes, and the black sword pierced straight into Si Luo's body.
"No!"
Faced with the sudden scene, everyone was stunned.
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