A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Lord Tushan must have come from Beiyuan and knew all the rules well.

"Your Mightiness!"

"It's true that I broke the rules this time, and I made the mistake first."

Shang Chengye said solemnly: "However, I come from the Yuanying family. My grandfather and great-grandfather were both Yuanying monks. For some mistakes, they killed me. For a little person like me, I have to bear the huge responsibility. I am You feel unworthy.”

As a late-stage Jindan cultivator, he actually devalued himself into being worthless, and while implicitly threatening, he also praised the other party so highly that most people could not feel any resentment.

‘Where is Vajradhuda? ’

'Did this damn bitch escape? ’

Shang Chengye swept his consciousness wildly and cursed in his heart, but his face became more respectful.

Although the family rules are rules, if there is no master of suffering, how can you punish your own people properly? You can only lift it high and fall lightly.

Unfortunately, something unexpected happened now.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the two golden elixirs who were present at the late stage were gone, leaving only the two of them facing it alone.

"Grandfather and great-grandfather are both Nascent Soul cultivators?"

"I really don't know much about the internal affairs of the Shang family."

Jiang Ding sneered: "But I know that it is impossible for the direct descendants of the Shang family to go to war for the favor of a quasi-Nascent Soul monk with a foreign surname. This is a very embarrassing thing for them."

"Fellow Daoist Shang, are you a direct descendant of the Shang family?"

"I am indeed..."

The hint of contempt in his words deeply hurt Shang Chengye's heart. He opened and closed his mouth several times, but he could not say the word "direct descendant" from his mouth.

Direct lineage.

It was as if these two words were so important in his heart that even with the tact and cunningness of a businessman, he could not say them smoothly.

"Ha ha!"

"Fellow Taoist Shang, just stay with me honestly."

Mrs. Qian She smiled sweetly: "According to what I know from the golden elixirs of the twenty-eighth family that I have interacted with, the distinction between concubines and direct descendants is very strict within the family. They are more protective against the inside than against the outside. There is absolutely no way for the collateral members to conceive a baby. Maybe, you are born with a strict lock on the technique, and only Nascent Soul can release it."

"This person is trying every possible means to get a bloody favor, and he is probably preparing for it."

"My lady knows so much."

Jiang Ding sighed in admiration.

"Young master is also very powerful."

Mrs. Thousand Snakes' eyes were wandering. The black and white pythons on her shoulders were swallowing snake messages. From time to time, drops of black and purple venom fell on the snow-white peaks. It was extremely strange and thrilling.

"Sir, do you want to try my skills in bed? You won't be disappointed."

Her voice was very charming and beautiful.

"No need. I'm young and can't stand the temptation. I'm easily addicted. It's better to give my wife a ride."

Jiang Ding shook his head and smiled.

boom!

A blue flying sword burst through the air from the dense dotted line pattern, breaking the sword's lock and slashing towards the charming woman's head.

"Young Master really doesn't know how to show mercy to women."

Mrs. Qian She licked her lips, a golden snake hairpin on her head flashed with a green aura, and cut off a blue flying sword in the void. The two collided thousands of times between breaths.

The aura and sparks bloomed and collapsed, and the tinkling sounds were endless.

"Since you insist on seeking death, I will give it to you once!"

On the other side, a cold look flashed across Shang Chengye's fair and fat face. He took something out of his arms and threw out twelve antique copper coins. They formed a formation, with network formations forming on their own, exuding a powerful binding power. With his strength, he wrapped around the sword cultivator in the distance.

As we all know, a sword cultivator's entire strength lies in his sword. Now that the flying sword is being restrained, if he were to fight hard, it would be easy to turn into flesh and blood in an instant.

"fall."

Jiang Ding glanced away.

Boom!

The third-order high-grade formation buzzed and vibrated, gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a dozen kilometers. Nine flaming meteorite giant swords fell from the sky, one after another blasting towards Shang Chengye who had twelve copper coins on his head.

During the roar, the twelve copper coins were shaking endlessly, the spiritual light was flickering, and the body was retreating continuously. No matter how flexible the movement was, it was useless. He was chased by the meteorite flame giant sword one after another, and he could not escape.

Ding ding ding!

The azure flying sword and the snake-shaped green poisonous gold hairpin kept clashing and clanging. The light of the Destruction Sword was extremely sharp. Each sword cut off a large piece of green aura and fell to the ground, corroding a large hole.

But the snake-shaped green poison gold hairpin is extremely sophisticated.

Pointing, stabbing, smearing, picking and other techniques were used one after another, and he fought and retreated, resisting the sharp edge of the blue flying sword.

After many more collisions, they gradually gathered momentum and actually started to counterattack, forcing the Azure Flying Sword back.

"Sword-handling skills..."

Jiang Ding's face looked a little ugly.

In front of this woman, his swordsmanship was like that of his first brother who had been with him for many years. It was clear that the edge and intent of the sword were superior, but the actual result was the other way around, with the weak defeating the strong.

"Young master seems too immature?"

Mrs. Qian She was determined and smiled sweetly: "But she doesn't have the same level of swordsmanship as other swordsmen at the same level. She just relies on her flying swords to be sharp."

"If there is no sneak attack, that's it."

"..."

Jiang Ding remained silent.

In front of the veteran late-stage golden elixir cultivator of the human race, this evaluation may be correct, and he cannot refute the facts.

Hiss...

There was a slight roar, and while the snake was hesitating, two black and white giant snakes suddenly opened their huge mouths to kill, like lightning, the speed was so fast that the consciousness could not lock it at all, and only afterimages could be seen.

"die."

Mrs. Qian She uttered one word.

Her name is Qian Snake, and after years of practice, she has more than just this green poisonous golden hairpin!

Keng!

There was a sound of sword sound,

The azure flying sword that was entangled with the green poisonous golden hairpin revealed a trace of golden light on the sword, and then the golden light spread all over the sword body, and a terrifying aura of breaking magic and destroying souls came. The speed of the flying sword suddenly accelerated, and the sharpness became even more intense. skyrocketing.

Ding!

The sword edge collided with the green poison gold hairpin again, and there was only a click sound. A terrible gap appeared on the green poison gold hairpin, and it flew hundreds of meters. It was like being struck by thunder, and the spiritual light was uncertain.

call out!

Then, the second hair arrived first, piercing through the heads of the two black and white pythons. The scales, which were as strong as magic weapons, had no effect and shattered into pieces.

Two black and white snake heads the size of a carriage, with fangs spread wide, snapped and exploded into a bloody foam with a loud bang.

"How can it be!"

The spiritual pet and magic weapon were destroyed at the same time. Mrs. Qian She spurted out a large mouthful of blood, her face turned pale, and she looked at the flying sword intertwined with blue and gold in horror. She couldn't believe that this was a flying sword that a golden elixir monk could cultivate.

"This sword..."

"You're right."

Jiang Ding's face twitched: "When it comes to swordsmanship, I should be at a very different level."

The same level here refers to the same level of Daozi.

There is no way around it. The kendo inheritance and kendo atmosphere of the Immortal Sect are almost non-existent, and there is no place to learn and hone at all.

"So, you die."

boom!

The rays of light that broke the spell shone across the sky and the earth, and a blue-gold sword light pushed horizontally, directly into the charming lady's eyes. The terrifying sword intent firmly locked the soul, and any blood escape clone spell was useless.

"You damn chick who relies on magic weapons!"

Mrs. Qian She was a little angry.

She bit the tip of her tongue and squirted out a large mouthful of blood, which fell on the green golden hairpin that flew upside down, causing it to liquefy into two golden-green streams of light, which poured into the broken headless snake bodies on the two shoulders.

Hiss...

As if it had swallowed a panacea, the snake's body swayed and danced. On its shoulders, two snake heads, one black and one white, came to life again. Its pupils were golden-green, expanded into balls, and exploded.

Countless little snakes glowing with metallic luster sputtered in all directions, connected by aura and dense formations.

"Thousand Snakes Poison King Formation!"

Mrs. Qian She laughed ferociously, and countless dense poisonous fogs were produced within a radius of seven or eight kilometers, covering everyone and everything, and obscuring their consciousness.

The poison bites, and the sizzling sound of corrosion is endless.