The battle continued, and before they knew it, the two had fought each other for more than a thousand moves. The more Cheng Ling fights, the more energetic he becomes, and the exquisite sword moves emerge one after another.

Nangong Ba became more and more frightened the more he fought, the advantage he occupied at the beginning was gradually weakening, and the two had dealings with each other, and no one could take advantage of it. What's even more terrifying is that kind of tenacious personality, as well as the ability to learn in actual combat.

Nangong Ba could feel that the opponent's sword moves were becoming more and more rounded, and the power of the moves was gradually increasing, and the threat to Cheng Ling from his good marksmanship was getting weaker and weaker. Gradually, he began to be confused, is he going to lose at his hands today?

The mental trance in an instant was fatal, or Nangong Ba had never encountered such a state in front of him in his life. There is a tyrant in his name, which is exactly what he says, and he has behaved domineering all his life.

With the support of the Nangong family behind him, he has had a smooth journey along the way, and the enemies he has faced in the past are all under him, and he has never experienced the possibility of being turned over by others.

At this moment, his divine sense swept Liu Qingyan, Sword Yinghao, and Evil Wind to the periphery of their battlefield. My heart trembled again, how could these three people come here, could it be that the hundreds of thousands of disciples they brought were all defeated?

Evil Wind keenly caught Nangong Ba's slightest sluggishness, and said to Cheng Ling with a smile: "Your efficiency is too slow, we have all cleaned up all the monks of the Nangong family, and you are still suffering here, how about helping or not?"

Nangong Ba was shocked, and his mind was lost again.

How could Cheng Ling let go of such an opportunity, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he seized Nangong Ba's fleeting flaw, and made several killing moves in a row.

Nangong Ba was caught off guard, and was suddenly disrupted by Cheng Ling's rhythm, only to feel that all he saw in front of him was a sharp sword, and no matter where he shot, he would be injured by the opponent's sword qi. In desperation, he could only retreat.

This retreat suddenly lost the initiative. Cheng Ling followed closely, and his exquisite sword moves continued to attack the vital points on Nangong Ba's body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of heavy footsteps sounded, Nangong Ba was huge, coupled with the sword pressure brought to him by Cheng Ling, every time he took a step back, he could step out of a deep pit under his feet, and his body technique was even more sluggish.

Liu Qingyan and the three of them knew that this was not the time to pay attention to one-on-one fighting. Although Cheng Ling currently has some advantages, it is difficult to kill Nangong Ba. For monks above the Mahayana period, it may not be difficult to defeat, but the difficulty of killing is almost a hundred times higher.

Every Mahayana monk is not simple and easy, there are always some hole cards, not to mention a monk from a big family like Nangong Ba, unless everyone works together to force him to a desperate situation, he can be completely killed!

There was a rare opportunity in front of him, and Nangong Ba had been disrupted by Cheng Ling. The three of them said in unison: "Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the evil wind and the sword heroes pounced from the left and right sides, Liu Qingyan connected his fingers, and one after another fire dragons with the thickness of the bowl mouth came out and rushed towards Nangong Ba.

The four Mahayana monks made a full move, and Nangong Ba suddenly fell into a situation of near-death. He let out a loud shout, stiffly stabilized his body, and the black dragon spear in his hand danced into a circle of light, almost invisible to the existence of the spear body, and tightly protected himself.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of a rapid blade exchange came out, and the killing moves of Cheng Ling, Evil Wind, and Sword Hero were all blocked out of their bodies.

But Nangong Ba was not comfortable, the force of the counterattack of the move made his two arms faintly numb, and he could no longer keep the spear rotating at high speed, and the fire dragon shot by Liu Qingyan was facing from a strange angle

Attacks on his chest and back.

The arms were unable to exert their strength, and they were surrounded by each other in all directions, so they could only exert their strength with their feet, and their bodies rose up like arrows to the sky. Guangguang Cheng Ling had already exhausted him to deal with, and with the three early Mahayana monks, he was not sure of victory at all.

This place is not suitable for a long time, this trip is planted, return to the family and come back to the field!

Evil Wind and Sword Hero had already anticipated his movements, and the two of them shot dozens of sword qi swords out of the void, cutting off the escape routes on the left and right sides.

Liu Qingyan's hands were clapped continuously, and the five elements spells of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth took turns to fight, sword qi, vines, water curtains, fire dragons, falling stones, layer upon layer of spells covered from the front, and if you want to escape, you can only break all the spells, and it is impossible to do it in a short time!

"Sword and Serpent!"

Cheng Ling naturally wouldn't let go of the opportunity to trap Nangong Ba, and as soon as his mind moved, the Long Ling Sword rose into the sky, and in an instant, hundreds of long swords were differentiated, gathering into a giant python. Bagua Extinction Sword Technique! The sharp sword qi completely blocked Nangong Ba's hind legs.

Nangong Ba was horrified in his heart, surrounded on all sides, and they planned to completely strangle themselves here. Under the crisis of life and death, he couldn't care about his numb arm, and reluctantly raised the black dragon spear to meet the hundreds of sword qi that Cheng Ling had hit.

It's a pity that he completely lost his cool, and he didn't have an accurate analysis of the environment he was in, but he instinctively felt that Cheng Ling's sword moves were the most threatening, and he tried his best to resist.

This step is a miscalculation. If it was to the left and right, the sword qi and sword rays emitted by the sword heroes and the evil wind might be able to break out of the space cage created by the four of them even if they were injured a little. It's a pity that he chose to resist Cheng Ling's sword moves!

The sword technique is originally the heart moves, and the long sword conjured up by the sword snake technique can be a dozen, hundreds, or even thousands. The attacks are endless, blocking the first sword, the second sword, the third sword, ........

With his now numb arm, where could he withstand this endless stream of sword qi attacks. Only lasted for a few breaths, not only did Cheng Ling's sword qi attack not block, but Liu Qingyan's spell, the sword qi of the sword hero, and the sword of the evil wind poured out behind him.

A trace of despair flashed in Nangong Ba's eyes, and he couldn't grasp the heavy black dragon spear in his right hand.

"Dang Chang!" , the spear fell to the ground, and all the attacks issued by the four of them bombarded Nangong Ba's body.

Poof!

Blood spurted wildly, and the powerful attack couldn't even resist the talisman armor, and Nangong Ba's figure was shaky. The four of them refused to relax, and the spell sword qi and sword swords bombarded past, and his body was cut apart in a moment.

An illusory figure emerged from his body, it was Nangong Ba's primordial spirit, trying to escape from the gap between the attacks of several people. Cheng Ling and Jian Yinghao joined forces up and down to form a whole fine sword net, and the Yuan Shen touched the sharp sword qi and let out a terrible scream, which was annihilated in the air.

Call~~!

The four of them fell heavily to the ground and exhaled a cloudy breath at the same time. In the middle of Mahayana, Nangong Ba died, and this battle was a complete victory!

After a while, Cheng Ling got up and cut off the storage ring in Nangong Ba's hand.

Jian Yinghao said: "Brother Cheng, there are still many surrendered monks of the Nangong family in the rear, what should I do?"

"Oh, how many are there?"

"About forty thousand!"

Cheng Ling frowned and said, "Escort back to the Famous Sword Academy first, and then make a decision after repairing!"

The three of them nodded, Liu Qingyan and Evil Wind followed him back to the academy, and Jian Yinghao was responsible for bringing all the monks back.

Back at the academy, everyone felt tired, and they didn't have the heart to care about the monks who had surrendered to death, so they meditated and rested, and by the way, they realized their battle experience.

After a day, Cheng Ling and the others recovered, and the remaining monks were all very excited, talking about the battle yesterday.

Cheng Ling smiled slightly, and asked people to find Liu Qingyan and others.

Everyone gathered together, and Cheng Ling asked aloud, "What were the results of yesterday's battle?"

Li Qing reported: "Nangong Ba, Nangong Qian, and Nangong Rui were killed, and more than 60,000 monks of the Nangong family were killed or wounded, and more than 40,000 surrendered, and the rest ran away. ”

"What about casualties?"

"The losses in this battle are very large, there are only three hundred and eighty-seven Zilongwei left, and there are less than twenty thousand monks left in the three major sects. ”

Cheng Ling pondered for a while, then turned his head to Li Qingsong, Wu Tianzhao, and Xiao Jiutian and said, "Three sect masters, yesterday's battle made me see your sincerity, I don't know if you are willing to join the Wuxiang Sword Sect?"

The three of them were overjoyed and agreed. After more than a year of getting along, coupled with yesterday's battle with the Nangong family, they realized that Cheng Ling was by no means a thing in the pool, and the resources and cultivation environment in the Wuxiang Sword Sect were very ideal.

Although it is said that the three of them have abandoned the foundation of the sect for thousands of years, even if they do not take refuge in the Wuxiang Sword Sect, they will not be able to get rid of the clamps of the Ouyang family, at best, they will only change the service object, not to mention that Cheng Ling's conduct and policy are much better than those of the Ouyang family.

Thinking of this, the three of them naturally didn't hesitate any longer, and got up one after another and bowed to Cheng Ling and said, "My subordinates meet the sect master!"

Cheng Ling waved his hand, motioned for the three of them to sit down, and said, "The three of them made great contributions in the battle yesterday, and from today onwards, you are the elders of the Phaseless Sword Sect. From now on, the monks of the Tribulation Period will be called Elders in the sect, and the monks of the Mahayana Period will be the Supreme Elders. ”

"After this battle, the sect suffered huge damage. For this reason, the sect decided to set up three guards to use the sect to fight and protect the sect externally. ”

"The monk of the Merge Period is named Zilongwei, equipped with purple dragon armor, and the number of people is kept at five hundred. In the future, if there is a plan to refine the Purple Dragon Armor, Wu Chenlong will serve as the captain of the Purple Dragon Guard, and immediately recruit monks to make up the number of five hundred, and teach the martial arts battle array for the next battle!"

Wu Chenlong perked up, got up and agreed, and went in a hurry.

Cheng Ling continued: "Below the Purple Dragon Guard, set up the Golden Dragon Guard, and I will ask the four hall masters to hurry up and refine the battle armor. The minimum cultivation of Jin Longwei is a distraction period monk, divided into five teams, each team of 1,000 people. Zhang Hu, Song Yingjie, Li Qingsong, Wu Tianzhao, and Xiao Jiutian are the captains!"

After speaking, he also specially instructed Li Qingsong and the three of them: "Three sect masters, Jin Longwei will have to bother you and wait for the recruitment matter, as for the equipment, if you have any requirements, you can directly order it to the four hall masters." ”

The five of them agreed, and they all went happily.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "The last guard is the Silver Dragon Guard, and the minimum cultivation of the selected monks is the Transformation Period, Zhang Xiyan, Jiang Daoqi, and Wind Chime, are the three of you willing to become the commander of the Silver Dragon Guard?"

The three of them were stunned, and Zhang Xiyan asked, "Brother Cheng, I'm not a disciple of the Phaseless Sword Sect!"

Cheng Ling smiled and said, "Now I am asking for your opinion, are you willing to join the Phaseless Sword Sect and become the commander of the Silver Dragon Guard, as long as you have the ability, the Jiang family's revenge will be avenged one day!"