The monk surnamed Li was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and he killed with great momentum, thinking that Xia Jingjun and the others would definitely be so frightened that they would not possess their bodies. 79 Reading. I never thought that the other party would dare to scold him loudly!

Due to the relative proximity at this time, the monk surnamed Li was a little afraid of the other party's Mithril bow and arrow, and stopped and shouted: "Boy, it is not easy for you to practice, if you abandon the sword and surrender immediately, the old man can spare your lives!"

"Phew!" Pan Zhuoxing didn't care about his identity at all, and spat in the direction where the monk surnamed Li was standing.

"The kid is looking for death!" The monk surnamed Li was humiliated and flew into a rage.

"Stinky old man, if you dare to go against the master, you are really looking for death!" Pan Zhuoxing scolded loudly.

The monk surnamed Li looked around and saw that hundreds of subordinates of the third prince had quickly rushed over from all directions, so he took out a square inferior magic shield.

After the lower grade magic shield was activated, it instantly swelled to the size of three feet and floated in front of the monk surnamed Li.

"Arrogant boy, the old man wants you to see who is looking for death!"

The monk surnamed Li gritted his teeth and cursed, and continued to rush towards Pan Zhuoxing and the others.

"Chirp!"

Three Mithril long arrows roared out of Pan Zhuoxing's Mithril bow at the same time, and shot towards the monk surnamed Li.

The monk surnamed Li controlled the lower grade law shield and easily blocked the three Mithril long arrows.

Seeing that the Mithril long arrow shot out could not stop the footsteps of the monk surnamed Li, Pan Zhuoxing snorted coldly, put away the Mithril bow and arrow again, took out the medium-grade magic sword and entered the spiritual power, and waited for the battle.

The monk surnamed Li also quickly put away the magic shield, took out the low-grade magic sword, and flew over with a cruel smile.

Fifty zhang away, in the blink of an eye!

When the monk surnamed Li pinched the sword trick in his hand, controlled the low-grade magic sword, and attacked Pan Zhuoxing on the roof of the shop, Pan Zhuoxing didn't care about it, and continued to input a large amount of spiritual power into his medium-grade magic sword.

Xia Jingjun, who closed his eyes and breathed, didn't know when he already held the medium-grade magic sword Phoenix Spirit Ice Feather Sword in his hand.

When Xia Jingjun's divine mind "saw" the monk surnamed Li standing below the shop pù performing the "Imperial Sword Technique" and manipulating the lower grade magic sword to fly towards Pan Zhuoxing, he quickly cast a move "Dawn" to meet the rapidly flying inferior magic sword.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

The Fengling Ice Feather Sword and the lower-grade magic sword of the monk surnamed Li continued to fight.

I saw that under the control of the monk surnamed Li, the lower grade magic sword went up and down, left and right, and stabbed flexibly at all parts of Xia Jingjun's body.

However, the perfect combination of the mid-grade technique and the mid-grade magic sword made Xia Jingjun barely block the attack of the monk surnamed Li's sword technique.

The monk surnamed Li pinched the sword in his hand, his eyes showed greed, and he roared in a low voice: "This is a medium-grade magic sword! Boy, let's die quickly!"

In an instant, the monk surnamed Li intensified his attack.

Xia Jingjun, who was barely supporting, suddenly stumbled left and right, and was in danger, seeing that he was about to be injured by the monk surnamed Li.

"Stinky old man, take it!" Pan Zhuoxing suddenly shouted.

Pan Zhuoxing took advantage of the unpreparedness of the monk surnamed Li to attack at the right time, and swung the medium-grade magic sword to shoot out four golden sword qi more than five feet long, and shot towards the unarmed monk surnamed Li.

These four golden sword qi are the most powerful sword qi that Pan Zhuoxing can stimulate by greatly outputting spiritual power and communicating the sword qi forbidden sealed in the mid-grade magic sword.

With Pan Zhuoxing's current cultivation, he could only activate such a golden sword qi once at most. If you reluctantly activate it again, you won't have enough spiritual power to deal with the personal guards of the three princes.

Of course, the power of these four sword qi is very great, and each sword qi is comparable to the sword moves that the monks in the early stage of foundation building control the lower grade sword and attack with all their might.

The monk surnamed Li was using his "Imperial Sword Technique" to deal with Xia Jingjun with all his might, and when he saw the golden sword qi more than five feet long, it suddenly attacked him, and he couldn't help but exclaim loudly.

He knew the power of the golden sword qi, and while spreading his body and quickly leaping backwards to avoid the attack of the golden sword qi, he pinched the sword technique in his hand, and manipulated the lower grade sword to fly back from the roof to "rescue".

"Bang bang!"

The loud crash was deafening.

The monk surnamed Li went all out, manipulating the inferior magic sword, and successfully intercepted the two golden sword qi that rushed towards him.

After the sword qi exploded, the golden energy contained in it shot out in all directions, and the five or six Qi Induction Stage monks who rushed to the vicinity were unable to resist and were killed on the spot.

However, there were still two golden sword qi that were not intercepted, and continued to shoot towards the monk surnamed Li with a fierce momentum.

In the hurried retreat, the monk surnamed Li just dodged a sword aura.

Seeing another sword qi roaring towards his chest, the monk surnamed Li had no choice but to give up the control of the inferior magic sword, mobilize the true yuan force, and blast out a punch with all his strength to meet this sword qi.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the monk surnamed Li threw back fifteen or sixteen zhang before he stabilized his figure.

Blocking this golden sword qi, the monk surnamed Li suffered a lot.

Because this is equivalent to him fighting with his bare hands, with the early stage monk of the foundation building who is holding a low-grade magic sword, and he fights hard with all his might.

After standing firmly, the monk surnamed Li turned flushed, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Obviously, he resisted the enemy's sword qi by force, causing him to suffer a lot of internal injuries.

At the same time, the lower-grade magic sword of the monk surnamed Li lost control and fell to the ground.

Looking at Xia Jingjun and Pan Zhuoxing above the roof, the monk surnamed Li was excited while quickly exercising his breathing: The two boys on the other side are holding medium-grade magic swords!

Moreover, they also have a medium-grade magic shield! They are too rich! They must rob it!

"Stinky old man, you can't even hold a sword, and you were beaten by my master and I to spit blood. Hehe! Who is looking for death, you should know by now!"

Pan Zhuoxing's mocking words sounded loudly.

In front of everyone's eyes, not only was he beaten by the monk of the Qi Induction Period to spit blood, but he also scolded and ridiculed him, the monk surnamed Li turned even redder, and roared angrily: "The kid is looking for death, I will tear you to pieces!"

"Old man, you have already told this joke just now! You still dare to tell it, no wonder your ugly face is getting redder and redder!Hahahaha!" Pan Zhuoxing continued to laugh.

Insulted by this, the monk surnamed Li was furious and spat out a mouthful of blood again.

He suddenly realized that the other party was using the Mind Attack Technique, so he adjusted his mentality, calmly exercised his luck and pranayama, and quickly calmed down the injury.

Seeing this situation, he hurriedly stopped his pace, waved the order flag in his hand, and strictly ordered the personal guards of the three princes to immediately attack Xia Jingjun and the others.

"Not good!" Seeing that the enemy monks and senior martial artists were coming from all directions to kill the roof of the shop, Xia Jingjun shouted loudly: "The other party does not follow the rules and wants to carry out a group attack." Everyone, hurry up and follow me to break through!"

After speaking, Xia Jingjun brandished the Fengling Ice Feather Sword and went to the right side of the open-air square.

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