The villain has been playing badly for ten years

In the dazzling light, countless blood-red shadows followed closely like leeches, immersing the swallow-like sword shadows in a hazy blood-red halo.

Seeing that this person was difficult to deal with, Zhou Fan's face became extremely solemn, and he and the people in Zizhulin all made hand gestures.

A thunder and lightning storm was spinning above his head, and the sword energy condensed into a large formation, emitting a chilling murderous aura amidst the flashes of lightning.

Ning Xiusu's expression did not change. As he moved, his figure swiftly moved like flowing clouds, and the sword light followed him like an arc of lightning, drawing sharp tracks in the air, like a swirling storm.

When thousands of sword shadows approached, he rose from the ground, dodged the sharp electric attack sideways, and the shimmering fire light burst out like a lotus shadow.

A loud "bang" sound shook the sky, and the sword shadows were blown away one after another.

Although this group of people are also the best in Shangqing Sect, their power is far less than that of the head of Zizhulin when it comes to this move.

Speaking of which, he was not necessarily at a disadvantage when fighting Chu Changheng alone, so he should have been able to easily defeat this group of people.

But ever since being eroded by the foul air, he'd been feeling strange, as if he had lost some of his strength. Not long after, he felt a surge of overwhelming force, and the azure patterns on all sides grew stronger.

These sword shadows flashed with cold light and intertwined and merged with each other.

Each sword energy could easily cut through dead trees, and at the core of the storm, it seemed as if countless silver dragons were dancing wildly.

In places where turbid air is thick, the people of Shangqing Sect are all divided into souls and are not afraid of turbid air. As one grows stronger while the other grows weaker, the situation cannot be wasted for long.

He swung his hand back, creating a bloody scene. The blood shadow twisted and swayed, swallowing up the overwhelming sword shadows with unspeakable horror. The two collided, and the light illuminated the night sky.

The sword light collided with the seemingly ethereal blood shadow, making a deafening roar, as if countless thunders were exploding in the ears.

After resisting such a fierce attack, suddenly, a heat mixed with a fishy taste rushed into his mouth. Ning Xiusu couldn't help but frown and could feel a sharp pain in his spiritual veins.

Seeing the other person's body swaying, fine beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead, and his steps seemed to be slightly staggering.

The expressions of the people in Zizhulin darkened, and they shouted in unison, changing the spells in their hands again.

The sword shadows covered the sky and suddenly became brighter, turning into flashes of electric arcs, as if to suppress the blood shadow light and sweep towards the man and the beast.

Ning Xiusu's entire body was stained with a layer of dark blue, and he flew through the sword formation like a lone crane. Wherever he went, the sword shadows dissipated and turned into specks of light.

Hanamibai was shocked and extremely angry at this unethical group fight.

Its huge body coiled in the sky, suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and rushed towards the group of people wearing Taoist robes.

Ning Xiusu took advantage of the opportunity and retreated in the midst of his busy schedule. The sword shadow slashed down like a thunderstorm, and the dead tree forest was immediately scorched.

At the same time, a wave of air came like a tide, and several disciples of Zizhulin who were close to them were thrown away like balls.

Sang Ci frowned, and suddenly made a gesture of picking up a flower with her hand. The faint pink color lingered on her fingertips as thin as silk, gradually condensing into petals like peony flowers, and suddenly struck the flower at the place where it was about to fail.

"I want to see if this evil beast is Canglin or a monster. Might as well try the Wuxin flower of my Sang family!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking air coming from far away, and tiny peach-colored flowers bloomed, bringing with them a hint of light, which seemed to be interwoven into a net covering the sky.

The Heartless Flower is a rare poisonous plant. It has been cultivated by the Sang family for hundreds of years. Since it was improved through Taoism, it has become a forbidden technique that blocks spiritual veins.

Unexpectedly, Hua Jianbai had no knowledge of magic at all, and no spiritual veins, so even if he was contaminated by the Wuxin Flower, it would be of no use to him.

It sensed something, raised its huge head like a hill, opened its bloody mouth and roared. The sound was like thunder, and even the mountains seemed to be moved by it.

Ning Xiusu raised his head slightly following the sound, but before he could do anything, he heard a loud "bang".

The air waves that came out of Hua Jianbai's mouth suddenly swung its tail and rolled up the snow pile like mist. The pink flowers condensed into a wall of cold snow and wind, and actually flew away.

It suddenly stretched out a huge claw in the wind and snow and grabbed Sang Ci's neck.

Sang Ci reacted quickly. The Zixiao in his hand was not to be underestimated. With a flick of his wrist, the long whip swept towards the giant body of the dragon like a gust of wind, intending to entangle its claws.

Unexpectedly, the dragon flicked its claws, shaking off countless icicles on the tree branches, and they all turned into attacking cold spikes.

Sang Ci was horrified and quickly used his whip to block the attack, using the force to leap back.

But the ice ridges shattered like an explosion, and she was thrown away with great force and fell into the air.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Yuzhen suddenly approached, the long sword in his hand flashed with an arc of electricity, and turned into a phantom that stabbed towards the dragon's eyes.

Unexpectedly, before getting close, the blue-green fireworks turned into layers of blooming lotus flowers like a stream of light. It was so gorgeous and beautiful that it was beyond words.

The figure was shining brightly in the dark fire. Wherever the dark fire went, the sky and the earth changed color. The space was swallowed by the cold blue and instantly turned into a hideous and terrifying image.

Zhou Fan roared and led all the disciples of Zizhulin. They gathered countless long swords and turned them into a wall of green light, and rushed forward to resist the spiritual fire attack.

However, the ghost fire was incredibly powerful and broke through the sword net in an instant. Hanamibai also took advantage of the opportunity and swooped down.

Mermaids and Canglim should be natural enemies... The combined power of this man and dragon is simply unrealistic.

Song Xing clenched the measuring ruler in his hand, the pale pupils in his autumn eyes shrank slightly, and he suddenly flew over.

The measuring ruler in her hand turned into a bright blue light, and together with a group of sword cultivators from the Purple Bamboo Forest, the sword shadows behind them flew like a gust of wind.

The measuring ruler blasted through the overwhelming wave of dark fire. Song Xing clasped his hands together, as if reflecting off the sword formation, and gradually gathered into a shield of light.

"Ow—"

Hanami lowered his dragon eyes in defeat, his silver dragon whiskers dancing wildly, suddenly hitting the light shield, as if expressing his anger.

With a crisp "click" sound, the blue light became unstable and the measuring ruler actually cracked a little. She took several steps back to stand firm.

Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly uncontrollable, Song Xing said unhappily:

"You forgot what you promised just now. You really don't keep your word!"

Hua Jianbai's heart choked when he heard this. It was clearly the Shangqing Sect that was being unreasonable and bullying people, so how could he have the nerve to blame others...

Seeing that the measuring ruler protected a group of people including Zhou Fan, the sword formation with flashing green hexagrams under the dazzling blue light was even more oppressive.

In this situation, Hanamibai has no time to care about anything else.

It swung its tail violently, and its mirror-like scales gleamed with a silver foil luster as it swept towards Song Xing.

The sword formation has already been formed, and the destructive force causes a sharp sound of cracking air to burst out in the air, as if countless thunders flashed across the sky, cutting through the scales of the dragon as white as a mirror.

Hua Jianbai roared loudly like thunder, as if in pain. Chou Fan and Mu Yuzhen took advantage of the opportunity and flashed over from the front and back.

Ning Xiusu's heart trembled. Even though his wounds were painful and he was exhausted, how could he let the other party fall into danger?

His body flashed by like a flowing cloud, and the faint fire in his palm burst out like a strong light.

Under the dazzling blue-green light, the whole body was filled with shimmering flames, like the shadow of a lotus gathered by immortal spirits, burning fiercely all over the sky, like a rising storm sweeping up a sword light.

Everyone in the Purple Bamboo Forest was shocked and raised their swords to block. They suddenly felt the scorching waves hitting their faces, which was as chilling as the Nine Netherworlds.

Mu Yuzhen couldn't hold on at all, and he fell headfirst onto the ground, about to hit the hard dry rock. Unexpectedly, he felt something light behind him. It was Sang Ci who grabbed the other person's collar and stepped back.

Song Xing was eager to stop this vicious fight. He clasped his hands together and waved them. The light shield in front of him suddenly collapsed into a circle of light, turning into a clear blue light that swirled rapidly.

The slightly cracked measuring ruler gradually melted in the rapid rotation, making a whistling sound and rushed towards Hanamibai.

Ning Xiusu stepped on the wind and appeared in an instant. The light of the measuring ruler passed before his eyes. The runes on it were drawn with fine brushstrokes, shining with metallic luster, as if breaking through the air.

At the same time, countless sword shadows followed one after another. Seeing that the pressure was too tight, he took the opportunity to make up his mind.

An imperial decree talisman flashed by, and the jade light condensed into a light curtain to protect Hua Jianbai. Countless sword shadows, like a flock of swallows, hit the clear light fiercely, making a rumbling sound like thunder.

"Tai Xuan Jin, how is it possible!"

The group of people were all stunned, and Zhou Fan was even more incredulous.

Song Xing's expression was hard to read. After being stunned, he said, "You even know my sect's Dao Fa. Tell me, who taught you?"

Ning Xiusu didn't want to mention the Shangqing Sect's affairs, and simply said: "Shangqing Sect and I are not enemies, so why would we force each other to death?"

Mu Yuzhen thought it was an intentional prevarication, so he clasped his hands together and shouted angrily:

"You monster, if you don't tell the truth, you are the evil thief who stole the secret techniques of my sect from the locker room!"

He dodged a sword strike and said coldly, "Shangqing Sect's accusation that I'm an evil sect is already unjust. I refuse to admit the charges of murder and theft."

This group of people in Taoist robes are always old-fashioned and would never listen.

Seeing Zhou Fan leading the group, they cooperated with each other, and countless sword energies shot up into the sky, like thousands of horses galloping, building a green wall of light on all sides, forming a pressure like a thundering storm.

The sword light and lightning snake suddenly became brighter, and the dark night sky turned into daylight, so bright that it was difficult for people to open their eyes.

Ning Xiusu knew very well that he could not compromise, and the injuries on his body caused twitching and severe pain when he exerted force. When his strength was exhausted, he had to give it a try.

The spirit butterfly was like a faint shadow. It could be seen that this sword formation contained the power of the Eight Diagrams. The water in Kan was exhausted, but it was not unbreakable. On the contrary, he already knew where the weak points were.

"Hana Jianbai, the thirteen o'clock direction is the ward position."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Jianbai brought up a storm of cold snow and crashed into the hexagram text of the Kan hexagram.