To be the best leader, you must also be the strongest leader!

The masters of both sides soon got entangled with each other. Ancestor Qingxuan directly locked onto Han Xing, who was in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, and launched a fierce attack on Han Xing with a series of sharp sword energies.

Before, Han Xing saw that Patriarch Qingxuan had just broken through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, so he looked down on Patriarch Qingxuan in his heart. The enemy he was really wary of should be Su Motang, who was standing in the void in the distance and did not continue to take action.

However, after coming into contact with Patriarch Qingxuan, he discovered that although Patriarch Qingxuan had just broken through to a new realm and his Qi was not particularly powerful, he was very skilled in controlling spiritual weapons and his spiritual power was surprisingly strong.

Under the full control of Patriarch Qingxuan, the flying sword burst out with even more astonishing power, and for a moment it actually held Han Xing firmly.

The rest of the cultivators from the Qingyun Sect also entangled a cultivator from the Seven Stars Tower. Everyone knew that the cultivator from the Eight Directions Pavilion was not far away, so they did not fight desperately, but just focused on entangled the cultivator from the Seven Stars Tower.

Among them, Luo Xiu is the strongest. He is very close to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. At this time, he controls three flying swords and entangles two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Seven Star Tower by himself.

A group of Nascent Soul cultivators engaged in a fierce battle in the sky. Sword lights crisscrossed the sky, and the air was filled with violent fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Sun Yi had already come to Su Motang's side, watching the battle between the Nascent Soul cultivators in the air in the distance, and feeling the violent power fluctuations permeating the battlefield. Only at this moment could Sun Yi feel his own weakness.

With the strong endurance of his third-level physical body, he would definitely not be able to hold on for long if he were involved in such a battlefield.

"I must continue to strengthen myself!" Sun Yi secretly decided in his heart that he would continue to work hard to improve his strength after returning, but he still needed to spend time on various research and had little time left for himself to practice.

Recently, a blood pool for quenching the body has been developed that can purify the demonic power from the essence blood of third-level monsters. The sect has also obtained some third-level body-quenching resources. Sun Yi has been busy with research and has not used these third-level body-quenching resources to temper his body.

Looking at the battle between the Nascent Soul cultivators in the distance, Sun Yi decided to go back and spend more time improving his own strength. No matter what time, his own strength is the foundation of everything.

At this time, the battle in the sky had been going on for a while, and Sun Yi could see that the strength of the cultivators from the Seven Stars Tower was superior to that of the cultivators from the Qingyun Sect.

After all, they are cultivators from powerful forces. The quality of the spiritual weapons they refine is much higher than that of these cultivators. Moreover, cultivators from powerful forces will not lack high-level resources, and their cultivation is generally higher.

However, the monks from Qingyun Sect were only responsible for holding them back and did not fight to the death, so there would be no problem.

After a while, suddenly, rays of light shot out from afar, and the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator approached rapidly.

The monks from Bafang Pavilion finally arrived.

"Oh no! The monks from Bafang Pavilion are here!"

"So fast!"

"Elder Han Xing, what should we do now?"

Seeing the monks from the Bafang Pavilion approaching, the faces of the people in the Qixing Tower became very ugly. Just facing the monks from the Qingyun Sect was enough to make them exhausted, and with the monks from the Bafang Pavilion added to the mix, they basically had no chance.

This place is sealed by the Eight Directions Demon-Suppressing Tower and there is no way to escape.

"Get out of my way!" Han Xing roared, and the ancient mirror above his head emitted a dazzling white light, and ice cones in the sky shot towards the Qingxuan ancestor.

Ancestor Qingxuan clasped his hands together, and the nine sword lights suddenly turned into a sky full of sword lights, which directly turned into a sword shield blocking in front of him. Those sharp ice cones hit the sword and shield and were blocked one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the sword and shield were frozen, then shattered and disappeared.

However, Patriarch Qingxuan was unharmed. He stretched out his right hand, and an ancient sword appeared in his hand. He waved his hand, and a terrifying sword energy slashed towards Han Xing.

boom!

An ice shield condensed in front of Han Xing to block the attack of Qingxuan Patriarch.

Although Han Xing's strength is slightly higher than that of Qingxuan Patriarch, it is not easy to get rid of Qingxuan Patriarch's entanglement.

"Hahaha, Han Xing, you didn't expect us to be here too, did you?"

Suddenly, a burst of wild laughter came from a distance, and then a figure was seen walking towards them. Every step seemed to be crossing a section of void, and the speed was very fast.

Sun Yi looked into the distance and saw a red-haired cultivator striding towards him. A powerful aura emanated from the red-haired cultivator, who was also a master in the middle Nascent Soul stage.

"Old Red Devil, I didn't expect it to be you!" Han Xing's face changed drastically when he saw the person coming.

"Hehe, after being in seclusion for such a long time, it's time to move around. Old Han Xing, please accompany me and have some fun!" The monk's face was full of excitement.

He was only a dozen kilometers away from Han Xing. He suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a red battle axe appeared in his hand.

Holding a battle axe, the monk's aura suddenly became extremely violent. He suddenly raised his hand and chopped towards Han Xing with force.

A fiery red battle axe shadow over a hundred feet long appeared in the sky, and slashed towards Han Xing with an extremely domineering momentum.

Sun Yi stared at the huge shadow of the battle axe. Although it was far away, he could still feel a huge pressure enveloping him.

But the next moment, this huge pressure disappeared and was easily resolved by Su Motang next to him.

Han Xing looked at the scarlet shadow of the battle axe coming towards him, but his expression was very solemn.

He clasped his hands together and a white light shot out from the ancient mirror. The next moment, the white light condensed into nine layers of ice shields that blocked the battle axe shadow.

Boom boom boom...

The shadow of the battle axe hit the ice shield and shattered seven layers of ice shields before it was blocked.

"Hehe, old ghost Han Xing, your strength hasn't improved much." The red-haired monk raised the battle axe in his right hand again, and then suddenly swung it hard towards Han Xing.

The red axe blades in the sky turned into red crescent moons and shot towards Han Xing with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. The aura emitted by each red axe blade was very terrifying.

The void seemed to be cut directly by these axe blades, which looked very terrifying.

Han Xing did not dare to be careless and quickly activated the ancient ice mirror. In an instant, a tremendous amount of cold air surged out of the ancient mirror and then turned into ice cones all over the sky and rushed towards the axe blade.

It was as if two storms suddenly collided with each other, and a deafening explosion erupted between the two people. Flames and cold air instantly appeared in the void, and violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth spread in all directions.

Soon these axe blades were blocked. Han Xing just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly a shocking sword light slashed towards him.

The ancestor Qingxuan next to him naturally would not stand there and watch the show, and attacked Han Xing with all his strength.

"A cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul actually attacked me by surprise. How despicable!" Han Xing roared and quickly controlled the ancient mirror to block his head.

boom!

The ancient mirror was bounced away, and the attack of Qingxuan Patriarch was blocked, but the next moment Qingxuan Patriarch continued to use his sword skills to launch a fierce attack towards Han Xing.

"Hmph, we are not sparring with each other, don't be so naive." Ancestor Qingxuan said with disdain.