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—————————————————————————— faced with the supreme killing weapon in Zhong Yuan's hand, the ascetic head immediately chose to compromise.

The fifth sword fight ended in a draw.

To tell the truth, in Zhong Yuan's hands, if there were two sand golden talismans, he would really split them out without hesitation and kill the ascetic head in one fell swoop. It's a pity that there is only one of this Hesha Golden Talisman, and this one, he has other uses and has more to do with it, so he can only give up this idea.

In five sword fights, both sides won one and drew three. According to the results, so far, it is evenly divided, and no one has the upper hand.

However, everyone understands that since Zhong Yuan came on the field and forced the ascetic head to draw, Hongmuling has achieved an almost overwhelming advantage. Because, there are still immortals on the side of Redwood Ridge who have not made a move. And on the side of the Emei faction, there are no masters of the same level.

Sure enough, after Zhong Yuan got off the field, he immediately looked at Gongye Huang, a hundred bird Taoist, and said, "Gongye senior, this sixth formation will bother you!"

"Do your best!" Gongye Huang, a hundred bird Taoist, didn't have the slightest shelf in front of Zhong Yuan, arched his hand, and immediately walked onto the central battlefield.

Seeing this situation, the ascetic Toutuo's heart was really bitter, "It's really too careless, if I knew this, I should have taken out the Emperor's Mansion Heavenly Jar and blessed a heavenly immortal to come out, and it wouldn't be so difficult to do now!"

Now, there are the last two games left, but the ascetic head Tuo does not have the courage of Zhong Yuan, and directly gives up one, in order to save the situation in the last game, he must go all out.

On the surface, even if the Emei faction is defeated, it will not have any losses, unlike Hongmuling, if the red-haired ancestor fails, he will have to be reincarnated. But in fact, this is not the case! For more than 1,000 years, the Emei faction has been in power for more than 1,000 years, and its victory has long been taken for granted, but once it fails, the fall of its invisible prestige is absolutely terrifying.

Previously, the sword fight with the Wutai faction Ciyun Temple was not successful, which is a clear proof. If it weren't for the fact that he quickly cleared the Ghost King Palace in Beibi Mountain and re-shocked the world, I am afraid that the monks who had a disagreement with the Emei faction in the past would have jumped out and fought against it.

The ascetic head's gaze swept over the remaining masters around him, and finally, his gaze fell on the poor god Ling.

Ling Hun is nicknamed the Poor God, as the name suggests, he is also a poor ghost, but because of this, he is dedicated to studying swordsmanship, and his cultivation in swordsmanship is superb. If you don't care about cultivation, you will definitely be led by swordsmanship, and he will definitely be the leader of the world's top masters of the earth immortals, "three immortals, two elders, one son and seven truths".

And the swordsmanship of the Snow Mountain School inherited by Ling Hun was even more popular in the name of defense, so the ascetic Toutuo hoped that he would be able to spend three days and three nights.

Because, if even Ling Hun can't survive it, no one among the elders of the Emei faction here will be able to survive it. Dragon Slayer Tai Shen Xiu is the only one among the remaining people who is in the middle of Ling Hun's cultivation, however, what she follows the cultivation of Xinru Shenni is the way of killing, and she is not good at defense, and she will only lose faster if she goes up.

When Ling Hun saw this, he didn't understand what it meant? Without waiting for the ascetic head to speak, he immediately strode forward and said, "Ling Mou asked Gongye seniors for a lesson or two!"

"Okay!" Gongye Huang smiled faintly and said, "You can make a move!"

When Ling Hun heard this, he was not polite, "Cong-" An agitated sound sounded, and the jade dragon sword was unsheathed and held in his hand.

Ling Hun didn't fly his sword to hit the enemy or trigger the sword like ordinary sword cultivators, he was completely like a mortal swordsman dancing with a sword, and the white sword light formed a ball, the size of a zhang, which was impermeable.

The monks present, with a little bit of eyesight, could see that this round ball was not the light and shadow derived from Ling Hun's own sword rays, but the sword qi condensed by his supreme swordsmanship to communicate the vitality of heaven and earth.

This kind of method is equivalent to a single sword, laying down a sword array, which can be called terrifying!

Formation is the most common and effective means to resist the strong with the weak and attack the strong with the weak. Seeing that Ling Hun was such a means as soon as he made a move, the ascetic head Tuo couldn't help but feel a little more in his heart regardless of his face and act on the defensive side.

Seeing this, Gongye Huang, a hundred bird Daoist, also had a look of appreciation on his face, but his shot was unambiguous, and in a flash, a black dragon with teeth and claws flew out and flew on top of Ling Hun's white sword qi barrier.

"Boom—"

With a bang, countless white sword qi sputtered in all directions, and the sword qi shield was directly pierced. However, as soon as the sword ball turned into by Ling Hun rolled, it immediately unloaded the power of the ink dragon, and in an instant, it made up for it again, not a single point, not a single point.

Anyone who saw such a situation would understand that Ling Hun was ready to work hard for three days and three nights.

After Gongye Huang's blow, he also had a general understanding of the defensive power of Ling Hun's sword ball, and at that moment, with a move of his hand, the ink dragon flew back upside down, fell into his hand, and turned into a black sword.

With Ling Hun's all-defensive posture, Gongye Huang naturally didn't need any precautions. Holding the sword in both hands, pointing diagonally at the sky, and silently reciting the secret mantra in his mouth, suddenly, the black sword surged thousands of zhang, as if even the sky could be in the same hole, but in an instant, it completely converged into the black sword.

At this time, the black sword, although it is still dark, gives people a feeling of transparency, which is very weird. Gongye Huang held the sword in both hands, as if he was holding a million catties of weight, and slowly slashed down towards the sword ball that Ling Hun had turned into.

As Gongye Huang's sword momentum fell, the void seemed to be sealed, and the sword balls that were originally rotating freely became extremely slow, and even, as if they were forced to roll towards the place where the black sword fell.

As soon as he saw this, Ling Hun knew that Gongye Huang was determined by one blow. At this moment, where did he dare to have the slightest reservation, and involuntarily, he used all his strength to urge his own mana, attract the void vitality, and strengthen the power of the sword array. However, the Void Vitality has also been banned, and he can't use it much at all, although the sword ball is constantly growing, but it is all supported by his own vitality.

At this moment, Ling Hun knew that his defeat was decided.

"Click-"

With a crisp sound, Ling Hun's sword ball was cut in half by Gongye Huang's blow, and the Jade Dragon Sword also disintegrated and turned into pieces. However, Gongye Huang's black sword stopped above Ling Hun's head and did not slash down.

Ling Hun was also very simple, bowed directly, and said, "Thank you seniors for your mercy!"

Gongye Huang took back his Molong Divine Sword, smiled faintly, and said, "No, this sword fight is a good example for alleviating the killing and robbery in the future, so it should be so!"

At this time, beside the ascetic head tuo, Yan Yingmu quietly said, "Gongye Huang's strength is not under the old woman!"

When he heard this, he didn't say anything, because he was already a little numb. Since he came to Redwood Ridge this time, he has never really been happy, and now he is full of bitterness. He estimated that he cut off a piece of his flesh, and neither the eagle nor the dog would eat it.

"Ascetic fellow, there is still one last time, who is your sect going to send?" Zhong Yuan's voice sounded again, pulling back the somewhat erratic mind of the ascetic head.

His gaze swept over the dragon slayer behind him, Tai Shen Xiu, and said, "Senior Sister Shen, this last battle, it's up to you to come out!"

"Yes!" Dragon Slayer Tai Shen Xiu was proud of his face, as if he hadn't seen the results of so many sword fights before.

"Such self-confidence, it's a pity, you are also destined to have no hope of victory!" Zhong Yuan smiled secretly, arched his hand towards Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang, and said, "Mrs. Qin, the last battle of my Redwood Ridge will be handed over to you!"

"Okay!" Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang nodded and immediately walked out.

"Madam, aren't you under the Qingcheng sect?How can you represent Hongmuling in a sword fight?" Seeing that the opponent was not Yu Luan, but Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang, he was surprised and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and immediately stepped forward and asked.

"I also had an agreement with Sect Master Zhong that before Qingcheng officially opened the mountain and established the Sect, I was an elder of Redwood Ridge!"

Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang replied, and the ascetic head had nothing to say, so he could only retreat gloomily.

"Shen Daoyou, you are not my opponent, let's take the initiative to admit defeat! I don't have the strength of Brother Gongye Dao, if I really make a move, I'm afraid it will inevitably hurt you!"

"Under the Emei Sect, there is no one who is afraid of war! Madam doesn't have to scruple, just make a move!"

"In that case, then I'm welcome!" Mrs. Tianhu Baoxiang was not like Gongye Huang, who let Shen Xiu strike first, but directly spit out a fist-sized golden pill from her mouth.

Jin Dan hung in the air, and the Heavenly Fox Bao Xiang said something in his mouth, and in an instant, an incomparably golden light, like a rising sun, was unstoppable, and blasted towards the dragon slaying knife that Shen Xiu had just chopped.

"Bang-"

With a loud bang, the dragon slaying knife was immediately taken off, and Shen Xiu was also knocked away more than a thousand zhang away, and between the corners of his mouth, a wisp of blood overflowed, obviously, he had been injured.

Seeing this, the ascetic head Tuo didn't want to stay here for a minute, and at the moment, he arched his hand towards Zhong Yuanyi and said, "Sect Master Zhong, the sword fight is over, and the victory and defeat are also divided, but my Emei has lost." Since then, the matter between the apprentice and the red-haired Taoist friend has been revealed. Senior Sister Shen is injured, but we won't stay here for long, so we'll leave!"

After speaking, he went in all directions and a mile, and he was about to leave.

"I also have a lot of elixir in Hongmuling, why don't you treat it here first?" At this time, Zhong Yuan smiled with a smile on his face, stepped forward, and said politely.

"Thank you Sect Master Zhong for your kindness, but don't need to!"

(To be continued)