"The head of the sect, you need to pull out the sword, otherwise the long sword will grow directly inside the body, and there will be a sword inserted wherever you go."

Seeing that Daoxuan had taken the full recovery vitality potion and had no worries about his life, Yang Yifei relaxed and couldn't help but say a sarcastic sentence: "But that look is quite scary. It's okay for the head to keep it, hehe..."

Daoxuan suddenly shivered and glanced at him in anger. A picture appeared in the minds of other disciples around him: the head of the sect asked them with a happy look if they had finished their homework today! Have they had eaten?

And he had a sword in his chest, and as he turned his body, he swept over and swept over again...

When everyone thought of this, they all shuddered and wanted to laugh inexplicably. The picture was so beautiful that they really wanted to see it.

Daoxuan naturally didn't know what the disciples were thinking. If he knew, he didn't know what he would feel. He just waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Put it out, hurry up, they should attack later..."

"puff"

"Um"

Before Daoxuan could finish his words, Yang Yifei reached out and held the hilt of the sword behind him, and pulled it out without saying a word.

Daoxuan's body couldn't help but bow down, his feet jumped uncontrollably, and then took a breath of cold air.

The moment the sword was pulled out, a stream of blood soared out, but it stopped immediately.

Daoxuan tentatively stood up slowly behind him, turned his head angrily and glared at Yang Yifei, and said angrily: "Can't you be gentle?"

Yang Yifei spread his hands innocently and said, "The lighter and slower the situation, the more you will suffer, the more you will suffer. I am for your own good. "

“…”

Daoxuan was speechless. Can you stop saying things so reasonable? I didn’t know how to refute it.

After looking at Yang Yifei with a tangled breath, Daoxuan suddenly laughed. He shook his head with a chuckle, patted Yang Yifei on the shoulder, and sighed: "Fortunately, you are here today, otherwise my two thousand-year foundation in Qingyun Sect will be destroyed in my hands."

Yang Yifei's face made Daoxuan feel that he was closer to him, and he truly regarded him as a young and naughty junior brother of his classmates.

Originally, he had shown affection for Yang Yifei more because of his interests and respect for his strong Taoist cultivation, but at this time he truly felt a little close.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Calendar with me and take the Dao Xuansheng Life."

The poisonous god shouted loudly, and the steps that had been almost destroyed were once again blown by a pile of strange magic weapons and splashed the gravel.

The nine-headed fire snake disappeared one after another, and the rising dust blocked the sight of the people in the Demon Sect. They did not see that Dao Xuan had recovered.

Yang Yifei looked down solemnly and said, "Whether the Qingyun Sect Foundation is saved, it's too early to say. I'll buy you a moment of time. After you recover completely, you cooperate with Senior Brother Tian to destroy one first."

"The people in the Demon Sect are despicable and shameless. We don't need to tell them any one-on-one rules. Now is the time for life and death of the sect, and it is not the usual fighting skills."

Daoxuan's eyes flashed with a cold light. He stared at Yu Yangzi who was fighting with Tian Buyi in a fierce manner, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, junior brother, I'm not a pedantic person."

"roar……"

At this moment, the people from the Demon Sect were about to make a fuss and rushed to the Yuqing Palace to slaughter Daoxuan and his disciples. They all passed the blue water pool. A shocking roar suddenly sounded, swaying like a rush of mountains and seas.

Several water pillars surged out of the Bishui Pool and attacked the Demon Sect's people who were killing towards Yuqing Hall. When the roar appeared, the water pillar had already reached behind the Demon Sect's people.

Being caught off guard, he was shocked by the angry roar of Shui Qilin, and suddenly more than a dozen people behind were dragged into the water column.

Countless fierce souls suddenly surged into the thick and transparent water column, and biting them towards these people. In the blink of an eye, the water column was dyed blood red.

These fierce souls and spirits are all enemies killed by Shui Qilin when he followed Qingye's ancestor to the world. Those who died in its hands must even be enslaved by it and will never be reborn and can only exist as its weapons.

After the internal strife just now, these elite demon cults were bombarded by Yang Yifei Thunder Cloud Storm. More than half of them were killed or injured, and half of them were lost. The remaining elite demon cults were less than thirty.

Since the death of the Qingye Patriarch a thousand years ago, Shui Qilin has been staying in the blue water pool and has never truly shown its power. Even the battle between the righteous and the demons at the foot of Qingyun Mountain a hundred years ago, Shui Qilin has not gone down the mountain to participate in the battle.

So this generation of Qingyun Sect members, including Cang Song, don’t know what the strength of Shui Qilin is?

It was not until this moment that the Qingyun disciples finally understood why they needed to respect this divine beast so much.

But I saw the water Qilin standing in the turbulent blue water pool at this moment, and the entire pool water circled rapidly around the giant beast.

More than a dozen water pillars surrounded by one person were controlled by the water kirin with spiritual power. There were countless souls of resentful spirits swallowed by the water kirin in the past, and they attacked the Demon Cult again.

The dozens of demon sects who had been involved in the water pillar had naturally turned into corpses before, and their souls became one of the countless souls of the resentful spirits in the water pillar.

The people in the Demon Sect were shocked and sacrificed magic weapons to meet the attacking water pillar. Unexpectedly, their magic weapons were about to collapse in front of the water pillar.

The water qilin was surprisingly powerful. In a moment, seven or eight people in the Demon Sect were killed by the water pillar. More than a dozen people were trapped by the resentful spirits in the water. The remaining people in the Demon Sect were all terrified, so they dared not fight with it. They immediately scattered and fled.

Originally, they would not be so bad, but before Yang Yifei's thunder bombardment, they had already consumed a lot and were mostly injured. How could they resist the water Qilin in their prime at this time?

Seeing this, Yu Yangzi, who was fighting with Tian Buyi, burst out with spiritual power, shocking Tian Buyi a little, and then retreated quickly and fell back to the side of the poisonous god.

Tian Buyi saw the three giants of the Demon Sect standing together, so he naturally did not dare to pursue him. He turned around and jumped back to Daoxuan, looked at Daoxuan's chest with blood and asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"

Daoxuan smiled and nodded at him, saying, "It's okay, I have taken Shengsheng Creation Liquid, and at most I have dozens of breaths, I can be completely cured."

Tian Buyi breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his fat face, and looked at Yang Yifei and said with a smile: "Junior brother, you have made such great contributions to the sect before you recognize your ancestors. Even if you face Master Qingye, you can have a clear conscience."

"Bao, bah, bah..." Yang Yifei immediately spat a few times and said angrily: "I am still so young, it's still early to see Master Qingye! Brother Tian, ​​can you speak?"

"Uh..." Tian Buyi was amused and crying.

"puff"

The Qingyun disciples around him couldn't help laughing. This young uncle seemed very interesting!

"Hahaha..." Daoxuan also chuckled, and had a deeper impression of the new junior brother's character.
Chapter completed!