Chapter 254 It's a bit of a waste, Brother Fei

Suddenly, he saw the battle between his master Tian Buyi and Yu Yangzi. The battle was so intense that if he was not careful, he would die on the spot.

Murong Ji's heart tightened and he frowned slightly, "Is this Yu Yangzi so powerful?!"

Su Ru waved the dragon tongue bow in her hand. This bow was originally a recurve longbow, which was very convenient for cutting people. Hearing Murong Ji say this, she looked up, and with just one glance, her heart was shocked.

After taking a few glances at the battle situation, he said solemnly, "Yu Yangzi is the head of a sect after all, and his cultivation level is at the eighth level of Shangqing, which is not worse than your master."

Murong Ji looked at the Yin-Yang Mirror in Yu Yangzi's hand. It turned out to be a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, with the mysterious Yin and Yang forming two poles, integrating offense and defense, and its power was unpredictable.

The reason why Tian Buyi was unable to capture the city for a long time was because he suffered a loss in terms of magic weapons.

Murong Ji touched his chin, [There is a disciple who refines weapons, and he can be suppressed by others in terms of magic weapons? ! ! This is unreasonable! ]

The black light of the dragon ring flashed, and a heavy black mace appeared in his hand. He suddenly felt heavy and almost lost his grip. "Master! Take it!"

Murong Ji threw the heavy mace out fiercely.

Tian Buyi looked at the things that Murong Ji threw at him, feeling annoyed and a little impatient, but he didn't want the things to fall into the hands of the enemy.

With his empty left hand, he suddenly caught the strange weapon and took a quick glance. There were three words engraved on the weapon: Kanglong Mace.

Tian Buyi hurriedly waved the weapon in his hand to block Yu Yangzi's Yin-Yang Mirror.

As soon as they fought, he had an understanding of the weapon in his mind. He swung it again and smashed the light of the Yin-Yang Mirror with his mace, causing a lot of the light to dissipate.

Tian Buyi was stunned and a little surprised. This seemed to be a magic weapon specifically for breaking defenses.

Looking at the rotating wheel on the handle, I flicked it with my thumb, and a sharp buzzing sound gradually became louder and then gradually disappeared.

Tian Buyi swung his mace down, and the defensive light of the Yin-Yang Mirror disappeared in an instant.

"bump!"

This mace hit the mirror body directly, but unfortunately, the Kanglong Mace was not the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, otherwise this heavy mace would have smashed it to pieces.

"What a magic weapon!" Tian Buyi's face was filled with excitement. Although this treasure had not yet produced any spiritual charm, its special effect alone was enough to make it famous throughout the world.

Murong Ji withdrew his gaze and took out a long sword as black as ink, the Momei Sword.

He stuffed it into the master's wife's hands and then hurriedly left the battlefield.

Su Ru frowned and looked at the dragon bow and snake arrow in her hand. The spiritual charm of this magic weapon was not strong, but the quality was good.

He exhaled slowly, and imitated his disciple Murong Ji, drawing his bow and arrow, aiming at a powerful elder of the Wan Du Sect who was at the fifth level of Shangqing.

An arrow shot out.

"call out!"

The sound of breaking air was extremely clear, cutting through the battlefield, swift and sharp. Su Ru's face turned pale, and her own true energy instantly decreased by one tenth. Her true energy twitched suddenly, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

When she looked up again, she saw no more arrows. The elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect was already dead. Su Ru took a deep breath, and a thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead.

What kind of magic weapon is this? It’s so powerful!

One tenth of one's true energy in exchange for an opponent's life is more than worth it!

Suddenly, a hint of playfulness flashed across Su Ru's face. She looked at the quiver and saw that there were still a hundred or so arrows in the quiver. Even if she missed half of them, she could still make these demons and monsters in the human cult pay the price.

He drew his bow and shot arrow after arrow.

The next moment, Su Ru felt as if a thorn in her back was found. She looked again and saw that the surrounding demon sect elders were all looking at her. Her face turned pale.

[This magic weapon is really powerful, but it is a little...]

"Junior sister! Be careful!"

Shuiyue hurried over to block the enemy's sneak attack...

Murong Ji glanced at the battlefield and suddenly saw Shang Zhengliang challenging dozens of Demon Sect masters, including many familiar faces, such as Bai Duzi and Patriarch Duanmu.

Murong Ji thought for a moment, [It depends on the Heavenly Secret Seals in the ancient caves of each peak. Shang Zhengliang might be a breakthrough.]

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he could no longer suppress it, and threw the Juxian Banner in his hand directly over, "Uncle Shang! Take the magic weapon!"

Shang Zhengliang couldn't spare even a trace of his spirit. If he wasn't careful, he would die. Up to now, he had been gritting his teeth and persevering.

Suddenly, a Taoist flag appeared in front of him. The flag was running and directly absorbed half of the magic energy from the opponent's attack, greatly reducing its power.

After Shang Zhengliang took it, he had no time to look at Murong Ji, and was once again hurriedly involved in the battle. Shang Zhengliang took the magic weapon, and instantly, he felt the true essence after being refined in the banner rushing into his body.

This allowed him to relax for a while, and when they fought again, he absorbed half of the opponent's attack and magic power.

This is changing!

Shang Zhengliang became more and more courageous as the battle went on. "Hahaha, what a good baby! It really is a good baby!"

Murong Ji went up the back mountain and followed the blood trail. Not long after he went, he saw Qi Hao, Tian Ling'er and Song Daren who were engaged in a fierce battle.

Dozens of disciples of the Demonic Path besieged them. If it weren't for Qi Hao's profound Taoism and Song Daren's solid foundation, the three of them would have been defeated long ago.

Although the cultivation levels of these dozens of disciples were not as high as those of the three of them, their attacks were quite methodical, and their combined attack formations were extremely ingenious.

Qi Hao was actually helpless.

After watching for a while, Murong Ji frowned slightly. Among Qi Hao and the other two, it was actually the eldest brother who was the main attacker!
After recording the changes in the formation, Murong Ji then charged into the crowd with his sword. With Murong Ji's joining and breaking the formation, the combined attack was instantly disrupted.

Murong Ji didn't need him to fight anymore. After dealing with these demon sect disciples, he was about to leave when Qi Hao called out, "Junior Brother Murong!"

Turning his head, Qi Hao's face was covered in blood. His eyes were extremely solemn. He slowly said, "Whether you believe it or not, Junior Brother Murong, I don't know what my master did..."

“Now, now…”

Murong Ji looked at Qi Hao's expression, which was troubled, as if he was making a difficult decision. It was an expression that seemed like he was about to collapse.

Suddenly, he bowed to Murong Ji and said, "Longshou Peak is now leaderless, but they happen to be the most powerful group of Qingyun disciples."

"I would like to ask Junior Brother Murong to help me go back to Longshou Peak to summon people."

Murong Ji's pupils shrank and he narrowed his eyes slightly. This was asking him to face a master in the Shangqing realm!

"Brother Qi Hao, do you have any means to deal with the masters of the Shangqing realm?"

Qi Hao's face turned pale. No one knew what was happening at Longshou Peak. What if...

"Senior Brother Qi Hao, I'll go with you." Tian Ling'er volunteered, with a look of determination to die.

"Junior sister! Don't make trouble!"

Murong Ji watched Song Daren holding Tian Ling'er, then looked at Qi Hao who remained silent, "I am not sure I can defeat a master in the Shangqing realm."

With that said, he turned around and left.

“Seventh Senior Brother!” Tian Ling’er called out, pleading in her tone, “Senior Brother Qi, he, he doesn’t know who to ask for help…Seventh Senior Brother…”

Murong Ji's gloomy face trembled. He wanted to strangle Tian Ling'er to death. For your lover, you let your seventh senior brother die? ! !

Murong Ji was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Your love is great, but it’s a little bit annoying for Senior Brother Fei.

“If Junior Brother Murong is in trouble, just treat me as…” Qi Hao looked embarrassed and spoke to ease the situation.

Murong Ji waved his hand and said, "I want Senior Brother Qi to promise me one thing. If you can agree, I will go with you."

Qi Hao was stunned and nodded. At this point, he had no way out. Because of Cangsong, if he wanted to avoid being excluded by his fellow Qingyun disciples, he must first have an attitude.

Then comes the achievements.

Otherwise, his and Lin Jingyu's lives would be in danger. Even if they survived, their future would be gloomy.

"Brother Murong, just tell me, I will definitely agree to it."

Murong Ji clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "If Senior Brother Qi Hao becomes the head of Longshou Peak in the future, please let me enter the ancient cave to have a look."

Qi Hao's heart was beating fast. Right now, he just wanted to save his life and the lives of his fellow apprentices. How could he dare to dream of the position of the first seat? !

The look he gave Murong Ji couldn't help but become more radiant.

Song Daren pulled Murong Ji over with a serious expression, "Seventh Junior Brother, what are you going to do in the ancient cave?"

Murong Ji exhaled slowly, "Big Brother, I want to learn the Zhu Xian Sword Formation! Apart from anything else, is there anyone in the Qingyun Sect who knows how to set up the Zhu Xian Sword Formation?"

"In other words, if Qingyun Sect lost its sect-defending sacred weapon like Fenxiang Valley, does anyone know how to activate the Immortal Execution Sword Formation?"

"Big Brother, you know a lot of things. If we were to end up in the same situation as Fenxiang Valley, would we end up like them?"

Song Daren suddenly thought of the time when Murong Ji went down the mountain to train and encountered the massacre of civilians in Fenxiang Valley. He was shocked and said, "I will report it to Master."

Murong Ji nodded, then turned to look at Qi Hao, waiting for his answer.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Then let's go now."

The two of them flew up on their swords and headed towards Tongtian Peak. "Wait for me, I'm going too." Tian Ling'er shouted, then flew up on the Amber Red Silk and chased after the two of them.

Song Daren grabbed nothing with one hand and shouted angrily, "Junior Sister! Ouch!" Helplessly, he also flew after her on his sword.

Tongtian Peak.

Looking from a distance, the lush pines and cypresses above, with the breeze blowing, create endless waves, and along with it, the scent of pine fills the air.

The pine waves in the bamboo sea are not necessarily worse than the six scenic spots in Qingyun.

The four of them landed on the square of Tongtian Peak.

Immediately, disciples from Longshou Peak looked over. Senior Brother Qi Hao's authority was truly final here. As soon as he glanced at them, the disciples agreed.

"Elder brother, you are back."

"Well, gather the disciples above the fourth level of Yuqing to gather at Songji Hall."

"Yes!"

Qi Hao led the three of them and hurriedly walked towards Songji Hall. When they entered the hall, Murong Ji glanced at the surroundings and smelled the scent of pine.

No need to say much, there is a feeling of leisure and tranquility.

During the time he was waiting for someone, Qi Hao was not idle. He entered Cangsong's room, looking for the first seal, and then looked through some other things.

(End of this chapter)