"Do you want to fight?" Hongyao, who was standing on the city wall with Ji Seventeen, glanced at Ji Seventeen and said.

Ji Seventeen was silent, this Meng Weisheng is a disciple of the Burial Flower Pavilion, talented and intelligent, with wonderful roots and bones, he is a rare cultivation seedling, but this person is relatively narrow-minded, small family, in the Tianzhao Academy, Ji Seventeen also saw that this person was a little vicious, but it was in line with the style of the Funeral Flower Pavilion.

Meng Weisheng and the other two cultivators have already arrived, it seems that they are bound to win, his realm is already higher than Ji Seventeen, and it seems that he has obtained the creation of that night of light and rain. At this time, he was somewhat villainous.

Under the city, 26,000 black armor troops in the middle region, four crash cars slammed into the city gate, the huge crash car crashed into the huge and heavy city gate made of fine iron, making a loud rumbling sound, the top of the city gate, stone chips fell, the Lingzhou defenders on the city felt this violent vibration, they raised crossbow arrows, lifted stones, and fought back.

The city screamed one after another, and the tragedy on the city did not lose to the city at all.

More than a dozen newly developed heavy ballista carts were pushed by three hundred crossbowmen in the middle region, and these heavy ballista carts were equipped with dozens of thick and heavy large iron arrows, and a small bamboo tube was tied to the iron arrows, and the bamboo tube was filled with gunpowder.

"Kill!" Ji Seventeen looked at Meng Weisheng who came from the Imperial Sword and said in a deep voice.

He had already decided to kill Meng Yansheng, and now Meng Yansheng was undoubtedly the strongest cultivator on the battlefield at present, Ji Seventeen had already considered it, the Burial Flower Pavilion was his home, and Lingzhou was his home, he could never joke with the lives of the people of Lingzhou, so he decided that he would not show mercy to Meng Yansheng's subordinates.

Hongyao heard Ji Seventeen's sentence with only one word, and nodded, now the only thing he can do is to kill the cultivators who have a heavy impact on the battle situation, even if the elder of the Burial Flower Pavilion comes from the other side, Hongyao will believe that Ji Seventeen will kill the elder of the Burial Flower Pavilion.

But can Meng Yansheng kill if he wants to? Now Meng Wansheng is already at the peak of the life chart, and he has already entered the Piyuan realm with one foot, except for the few elders in the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sect who are not born, only Poyunzi can suppress him.

As long as Po Yunzi comes to the battlefield, then Meng Weisheng will definitely be suppressed, but it is impossible for Po Yunzi to get out of the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sect, and the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sect needs him to preside, and now that Lingzhou City is in deep crisis, then it cannot be ruled out that there are people at the level of the sect who take the opportunity to break into the Mixed Yuan Immortal Sect.

Ji Seventeen looked at Meng Yansheng who came from the sword with cold eyes, he didn't know what kind of opportunity Meng Yansheng had gotten, that night the great prosperity of cultivation opened, and Ji Seventeen also got the creation of that light and rain, but he couldn't understand why Meng Yansheng's qualifications were obviously lower than him, and his own realm had already far surpassed him, why Meng Yansheng's progress would be so fast.

But Ji Seventeen was quickly relieved that there were already many secret methods among cultivators.

Ji Qiqi had already made a move, the sleeves of the red robe waved, and a little piece of paper poured out of the cuffs, Ye Linfeng lightly sealed, and the pieces of paper that flew out of the cuffs instantly condensed into a paper sword.

Ji Qiqi held it in his hand, used the secret technique of "scattering", his body floated up gently, swayed with the wind, and came to Meng Weisheng in an instant.

The flying sword warehouse under Meng Weisheng's feet came out of the sheath with a loud sound, and the sharp sword qi wandered in the wind, and several sword qi were cut like thin silver wires, cutting the air into several small pieces.

Ji Seventeen's red robe was actually cut by Meng Weisheng's several sword qi, and the cut red cloth strips fluttered in the air, slowly falling downward.

"His sword qi actually has the meaning of the Heavenly Apocalypse Breaking Dao Descent Finger, this is obviously the technique of the Heavenly Apocalypse Immortal Sect, why is there such a spell in the sword qi of Meng Weisheng, who is also in the Burial Flower Pavilion with me?" Ji Qiqi was suspicious, but he didn't have time to think about it, Meng Yansheng's sword qi was so powerful, it seemed that he was going to take it seriously.

"Peach Blossom Sword!" Ji Qiqi said coldly, and the paper sword in his hand slashed towards Meng Weisheng's face.

Meng Weisheng's eyes showed a hint of disdain, his hands pinched the trick, and the sword slashed, fusing the apocalypse breaking Dao séance finger of the Burial Flower Pavilion Dead Qi Sword Qi fiercely, the Dao Sword Qi cut through the sky and the earth, firmly locking Ji Seventeen's body around, so that Ji Seventeen was not advancing, nor was he retreating.

Ji Seventeen still didn't stop, the tip of the paper sword in his hand bloomed into a brilliant paper flower with a bang, and then each petal of this paper flower suddenly turned into a short sword.

The paper flower bloomed again, and the short swords from before swished towards Meng Weisheng, breaking through the encirclement of Meng Weisheng's sword qi.

The flower bloomed for the second time, and the sword on the petals shot again, the flower opened for the third time, and the sword on the petals shot out for the third time, and then, the paper flower opened seven times, and all those paper swords shot at Meng Weisheng.

Although the paper sword is paper, it is extremely sharp, Meng Weisheng faced the paper sword that attacked the door in front of him, and snorted coldly, and a huge black lotus flower suddenly bloomed in front of him in front of the door, opening extremely gorgeously!

This black lotus flower blocked all the attacking paper swords, Ji Qiqi looked at the huge black lotus flowers, and immediately sealed his hands, and a huge pink peach blossom suddenly unfolded in front of him.

"I didn't expect you to fuse the Funeral Flower Pavilion's Death Qi Sword Technique with the Heavenly Apocalypse Breaking Dao Séance Finger, could it be that you betrayed the Burial Flower Pavilion?" Ji Qiqi said coldly to Meng Weisheng.

"Hehe, the seventeenth son of the Burial Flower Pavilion, don't come unharmed. Meng Weisheng did not answer what Ji Seventeen asked him, but called Ji Seventeen Seventeen Gongzi.

Ji Qiqi glanced at Meng Weisheng coldly and made a decisive move.

The huge pink peach blossom that bloomed in front of him suddenly opened a big mouth and devoured towards Meng Weisheng.

The black lotus flower in front of Meng Weisheng continued to bloom, like a black wall standing in front of him, blocking Ji Seventeen's pink peach blossoms.

The paper sword in Ji Seventeen's hand slashed hard, breaking through the encirclement of Meng Weisheng's heavy sword qi, and quickly swept backwards, pinching his fingers, and the huge pink peach blossom instantly turned into hundreds of small pink peach blossoms.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

These hundreds of small pink peach blossoms shot towards Meng Weisheng like peach blossom darts, shooting into the black wall formed by the huge black lotus, and exploded with a bang.

Eventually, the pink peach blossoms and black lotus flowers disappeared.

"I didn't expect you to improve so quickly. Ji Qiqi said to Meng Weisheng with a cold face.

"With the help of the masters of the Heavenly Apocalypse Immortal Sect, the progress is naturally rapid. An unpredictable smile bloomed at the corner of Meng Weisheng's mouth, and that smile was very evil.

"Sure enough, I betrayed the Burial Flower Pavilion, since this is the case, I will no longer show mercy to my subordinates. Ji Qiqi also smiled, like a miserable face covered with flour, the corners of his mouth were raised, a pair of peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and his smile was even more evil than Meng Weisheng.

"It depends on whether you have what it takes. Meng Weisheng said, the flying sword swished back into his hand, and a dead air rose to the sky, and began to use the great means of the peak realm of the life chart.

(Go take a shower and eat, the third shift in the evening)