Chapter 228: One Against Six

In the whistling wind, a strong wind swept the heavens and the earth, and a series of phantoms appeared in the wind, all of which were the figures of the Qingqiu Fairy. From the remaining phantoms, you can see the process of her taking out the cyan scimitar, and the trajectory of the cyan scimitar swinging.

"Be careful!" Seeing this, the six Golden Immortal Cultivators on the Dragon Clan's side all subconsciously scattered in a hurry when their faces changed slightly.

In the face of the terrifying speed of the Qingqiu Fairy, dodging seemed to have become the instinctive reaction of these six Golden Immortal Cultivators.

"Huh?" The burly man in the tiger-striped robe, who thought that his cultivation style was very fast, saw that the Qingqiu Fairy was faster than him in the blink of an eye, and he couldn't help but change his face and hurriedly waved a pair of tiger claws, leaving scratch-like space distortion marks in the void, wanting to block the scimitar in the Qingqiu Fairy's hand.

However, in the next moment, the figure of the Qingqiu Fairy dissipated into nothingness under the attack of its claws.

The burly man in the tiger-striped robe who was stunned only felt a pain in his abdomen, and he was about to retreat in a hurry with a painful cry, but he saw a cold light on one side, and instinctively dodged sideways, and then was slashed by an arc-like knife across his arm, and in an instant, blood splashed, and the small half of the arm was directly cut off with the sharp tiger claws.

"Roar" In the low and angry tiger roar, the whole body was instantly full of light, and turned into a tiger-striped robe with green hair and colorful tigers on his back, and the burly man flew back with a surge in speed, and at the same time, the broken tiger claws also quickly recovered and grew.

The Qingqiu Fairy, with a solid figure, holding a blood-stained cyan scimitar, was full of anger, slowly raised his head and stared at the colorful tiger that had retreated into the distance, and the tiger trembled.

"I can't imagine that after some years, this Qingqiu Fairy's comprehension of the wind has improved so much," the tall thin and cold man who retreated to the far void on the other side also flashed a trace of jealousy in his eyes.

The ugly face of the black trident in his hand The Golden Immortal Monk glanced at the Qingqiu Fairy with a cold gaze, and then directly transmitted the sound to the other six Golden Immortal Monks and said in a deep voice: "Let's do it together, besiege and kill!"

"Kill!" The six Water Tribe's Golden Immortal Cultivators, who looked at each other, directly surrounded and killed the Qingqiu Fairy together in a tacit understanding.

In the face of the siege of the six Golden Immortal Monks, the unhurried Qingqiu Fairy directly turned into a real phantom in a flash, which instantly stunned them, and for a while they couldn't tell which one was the body of the Qingqiu Fairy, so naturally they couldn't besiege it.

In the next moment, the six of them instinctively chose to attack the approaching cyan phantom.

One phantom after another dissipated like a wisp of fresh wind under their attack.

A crisp sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded, but one of the two phantoms attacking the tall, thin and cold man collapsed, and the other suddenly appeared in his hand with a cyan scimitar, colliding with the snake spear in the hand of the tall and thin cold man.

"The body of the Qingqiu Fairy, isn't it!" The tall, thin and cold man with bright eyes couldn't help but change his face when he saw the figure holding the cyan scimitar tremble and suddenly collapsed and dissipated.

Almost at the same time, the Qingqiu Fairy that quietly appeared behind him had already turned into a fluffy claw with his jade hand and grabbed towards the back of the cold man's heart.

The tall, thin and cold man who instinctively dodged sideways instinctively felt the danger was still grabbed by the Qingqiu Fairy's claw on the side of his waist, tearing the snake skin that emerged from his body, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood, and even his arm was cut by the Qingqiu Fairy's claws with deep wounds.

"Death!" Seeing this, the ugly Golden Immortal Monk who snorted in a low voice directly killed him with a black trident.

The cyan scimitar slashed through an arc of light and fell into the hands of the Qingqiu Fairy again, and the Qingqiu Fairy who waved the scimitar in his hand was unceremoniously slashed towards the head of the tall, thin and cold man like lightning.

The tall thin and cold man who hurriedly dodged was still cut on the cheek by the scimitar in the hand of the Qingqiu Fairy, and the ears on the side of his head were cut in half, and the blade entered his brain half an inch, bringing up a bloody light. If it weren't for his quick dodge, the knife would have been enough to slice open his skull.

And even so, the fierce energy carried by the cyan scimitar also swept towards the tall and thin cold man's head, making his whole person confused at the moment of the shock of his primordial spirit, and the figure instinctively flew backwards.

At this time, if the Qingqiu Fairy took advantage of the victory to pursue, he would definitely be able to kill the tall, thin and cold man in one fell swoop.

However, the ugly Golden Immortal Monk with a black trident had already been killed, and a dark and depressing aura made the surrounding space fluctuate slightly, making the Qingqiu Fairy feel like he was suddenly stuck in a quagmire, and for a while he couldn't kill the tall, thin and cold man.

Keng helplessly waved the cyan scimitar in his hand and the black trident in the hand of the ugly golden fairy collided fiercely with the Qingqiu Fairy, only to feel that an erosive energy was surging towards him like a tide, and in an instant, his slightly soft body was shocked, and his face was slightly pale and flew out in embarrassment.

Almost at the same time, the other four Golden Immortal Cultivators also killed in front of the Qingqiu Fairy with a full face of anger.

"Hmph!" The Qingqiu Fairy, who snorted coldly, faced their siege, unhurriedly, directly turned over his hand and took out the Wind Spirit Bead, and the mana in his body was frantically entered into the Wind Spirit Bead. In an instant, the wind spirit bead that emitted a dazzling blue light caused the wind attribute aura in the void to gather violently and chaotically.

The cyan light filled the void, as if it had been caught in the heart of a storm, followed by a surging hot and humid breath. A faint short scream came from the storm, followed by a storm that looked like it was overwhelmed. In the storm of violent energy fluctuations, only more violent energy fluctuations loomed out.

"I didn't expect the strength of this Qingqiu Fairy to be so strong!" The golden brocade-robed dragon clan golden immortal who was watching the battle from a distance looked at it with a slightly solemn face, and in the face of this sudden change, he couldn't help but change his face.

"Okay, the stronger the Qingqiu Fairy's strength, the better, which means that she has realized more and stronger Dao. In this way, I can get more benefits from double cultivation with her in the future, and it will be easier for me to become a Golden Immortal Monk," the prince of Jianxi, who was watching the battle with burning eyes, also changed his face the next moment: "This"

In a short period of time, the storm area in the sky seemed to be slowly expanding, and the energy fluctuations in it were becoming more and more violent, and there was a faint low explosion sound.

After a while, when the storm slowly dissipated, and seeing the figures one by one, everyone watching the battle couldn't help but gasp.

There was also a remnant storm raging in the void, six figures loomed, almost all covered in blood, and one by one, their breaths were vain, and their faces still had palpitations. Even the ugly Golden Immortal Cultivator who was relatively strong was in tattered robes, and blood flowed out of his hands that stained the black trident in his hand.

Suddenly, one of the figures disappeared like a collapse, and it was the figure of the Qingqiu Fairy.

In other words, there was one less of the six Golden Immortal Cultivators on the other side. Then there is no doubt that he was killed by the Qingqiu Fairy.

"A Golden Immortal Monk died?" Soon, everyone reacted, and identified the dead Golden Immortal Monk as a burly man in tiger stripe robes.

The golden brocade robe with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, the face of the dragon clan golden immortal was slightly gloomy and ugly.

And the next moment, he suddenly thought of something, and before he could react, he saw a sudden wind around him, and the red flames spread out, and the hunt burned even more violently in the wind.

"Not good!" Suddenly turning his head and seeing that there was no trace of the prince on the side, the face of the golden brocade-robed dragon clan golden immortal changed greatly.

Boom and bang and faint screams sounded, and the next moment the storm dispersed, and his eyes noticed the two dragon golden immortals who vomited blood and flew out in embarrassment, and also noticed that a cyan spirit bead was suspended in the void in front of him, and under the blue light of the spirit bead, the prince of Jianxi, who was bound by the blue light, was being held on his neck by the Qingqiu fairy with a cyan scimitar.

The golden brocade-robed dragon clan golden immortal, whose face was completely ugly, couldn't help but sigh in a deep voice: "Qingqiu Fairy, you are actually cheating? Release His Royal Highness the prince of my family, otherwise my dragon clan will fight with you Qingqiu Mountain!"

"Hmph! You dragon clan are so pressing, this thing can't be good," Qingqiu Fairy snorted coldly, sneering disdainfully: "Others are afraid of your dragon clan, but I'm not afraid." It's a big deal, the fish is dead!"

"You" The corners of the golden brocade-robed dragon clan's golden immortal twitched when he heard this, but his heart was secretly anxious and worried. If something really happened to Jairus, then Zulong would have to skin him.

Seeing that the Qingqiu Fairy was so neat and easy to catch the prince of Jianqiu, the clansmen of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, especially the juniors, cheered excitedly. (To be continued.) )