Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: At the beginning, the cute girl tricked me to worship me as a teac

"Yan Tiangang, Li Chongyuan is seriously injured now, I shouldn't need to kill them both!" Ying Jiu's pale face looked even paler now.

Even the aura on his body, at this moment, gave people a faint feeling of ups and downs.

Obviously, although the blow just now was terrifying, it wasn't what he wanted to do.

"Of course, I, Yan Tiangang, can take care of both of them by myself now." Yan Tiangang replied with a sneer.

Although he was also seriously injured, Li Chongyuan was obviously more seriously injured now, and it may be a question of whether he can make a move.

As for Ye Fan, his strength is strong in the same realm, which even Yan Tiangang has to admit.

But that's just the same realm, he Yan Tiangang is not the Nascent Soul stage, but the boss of the distraction stage.

Even if it was seriously injured, it was still a wounded tiger, and it was still not comparable to that of jackals.

"Master..."

"metropolitan……"

The situation reversed in an instant, Qin Yao, Qin Hao, Tang Feifei, Li Menger, Su Yuner, An Ran, Liu Qingrou and others, including those disciples of the Excalibur Sect, all looked at Ye Fan and Li Chongyuan at this moment, His eyes were full of worry.

"Sect Master, lead the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect away quickly, and leave me alone." Li Chongyuan's face was pale, and blood spewed out of his mouth again as he spoke.

"Don't worry, Senior Li, Yan Tiangang's injury is not much stronger than yours, he is just holding on!" Ye Fan clenched the Benlei Sword in his hand, a trace of determination appeared on his face.

How could it be possible for him to give up on Li Chongyuan and lead the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect to escape!

"boom!"

The aura on Ye Fan's body suddenly exploded, and he said it, but facing the distracted Yan Tiangang, he still responded with [-]% state at this time.

"Go to hell!" Yan Tiangang suddenly slapped forward again.

"Sword One!"

Ye Fan let out a loud roar, and the Benlei Sword cut out a shocking sword light instantly.

However, when he slashed out with one sword, Ye Fan's speed didn't stop at all, and he slashed out the second sword in an instant.

"Sword II."

"Boom!!!"

Brilliant sword glows, mixed with the sound of piercing through the air, tore up Yan Tiangang's attack in an instant, and roared towards him.

Yan Tiangang immediately frowned and shouted: "Fentian's Wrath!"

A more terrifying attack hit Ye Fan directly in an instant.

"Shangxuan Geng Golden Art!"

Ye Fan yelled loudly, then put away the Ben Lei sword, put his hands together suddenly, and then opened them suddenly.

In an instant, a storm of spiritual energy, like a whirlwind of dragons with Ye Fan as the center, whizzed forward in an instant.

"Boom!!"

As the dragon passed by, there were bursts of thunder, and the momentum was earth-shattering.

It collided with Yan Tiangang's attack in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the void seemed to be banned, and the two forces froze in place.

However, it was only for a moment, and the next moment a shocking explosion spread.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The terrifying energy exploded in all directions in an instant, and the figures of Yan Tiangang and Ye Fan were directly bounced away at the same time.

"puff!"

"puff!"

In the void, after Ye Fan and Yan Tiangang stabilized their figures, they spurted out a mouthful of blood almost at the same time.

Ye Fan's face was pale, and he looked at Yan Tiangang in the distance, and the corner of his mouth could not help showing a hint of irony: "Yan Tiangang, you are nothing more than that!"

"Very good! Very good!" Yan Tiangang didn't expect that Ye Fan could not only block his attack, but also injure himself again. At this time, the anger in his heart had reached its peak.

But he was already seriously injured, and now he was shocked by Ye Fan and his attack again, which made his injury worse.

If you want to make another move, you already have more than enough heart to change but not enough strength.

"Yan Tiangang, you've let me down so much!" Seeing that Yan Tiangang was seriously injured and obviously had no strength to fight anymore, Ying Jiu couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment.

Yan Tiangang snorted coldly when he heard the words, but did not speak.

Ying Jiu's eyes fell on Ye Fan at this time, but she slowly stepped towards him.

"Although Yan Tiangang was seriously injured, a kid at the Nascent Soul stage was able to block his attack, which proves that you still have some abilities!"

"Forget it, I, Ying Jiu, will personally send you on your way today!"

Ye Fan frowned, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Ying Jiu.

The opponent is a saint of the martial arts department, with great strength.

Especially the blow he unleashed before, I'm afraid it's not too much compared to the blow he made in the heyday of the powerhouse in the early stage of distraction!

"It's over, it's over! Could it be that the sky is going to destroy my Shen Jianzong?" Seeing Ying Jiu stepping towards Ye Fan, Li Chongyuan showed a bitter expression.

Although Ye Fan is evil, with his strength, it is absolutely impossible to resist Zhu Yingjiu's attack.

"Sovereign, you are not afraid that there will be no firewood to keep the green hills. Your speed is weird. Leave quickly and leave us alone." Suddenly, a trace of determination flashed across Li Chongyuan's face, and he yelled at Ye Fan directly.

As for himself, he suddenly erupted with terrifying aura again, and rushed towards Ying Jiu in an instant.

"One sword breaks the river!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Chongyuan swung his sword directly, preparing to buy time for Ye Fan.

"Hmph, Li Chongyuan, you are at the end of your strength, and you still want to block me?" Ying Jiu snorted lightly, raised his palm, and slapped forward directly: "Mie Shen Tu Tian Palm!"

"boom!"

However, before Li Chongyuan's attack could be slashed, a huge palm shadow suddenly descended from the sky the next moment, and immediately sent Ying Jiu flying.

As for the shadow of Ying Jiu's palm, it collapsed directly under the opponent's palm.

"puff!"

Ying Jiu's figure was shot flying a hundred meters away before she stabilized, and then her throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of her mouth instantly. She stared in horror at a white-faced and white-bearded person who descended in front of Ye Fan and Li Chongyuan. , the middle-aged Taoist in Taoist robes gritted his teeth and said, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged Taoist held a sword-shaped whisk in his hand, and the Taoist robe on his body moved without wind. He looked at Ying Jiu indifferently, and then calmly said: "Wuliang Mountain, Xun Guihai!"

"What? Wu... Wuliang Mountain..."

"You, you are from Wuliang Mountain..."

When hearing the word Wuliang Mountain, Ying Jiu's expression changed drastically.

Even Li Chongyuan, Yan Tiangang and others couldn't help but change their colors slightly, and then couldn't help but look at the middle-aged Taoist.

"Is Wuliang Mountain also born?"

Li Chongyuan said slightly in shock.

Wuliang Mountain, the number one sect of cultivation in Great Xia.

Thousands of years ago, Wuliang Mountain was in the Daxia cultivation world, and it was like the existence of Mount Tai and the Big Dipper.

There are countless masters in the sect, and their status is detached.

However, following the accident in the cultivation world thousands of years ago, it is said that Wuliang Mountain suffered heavy losses, and almost all the masters were lost.

Immediately afterwards, all the major sects avoided their sects and retired one after another, so no one was too clear about the specific situation of Wuliang Mountain.

What Li Chongyuan didn't expect was that the people from Wuliang Mountain appeared at this time.

And judging from the aura emanating from the other party, it is obvious that the cultivation level of the Wuliang Mountain person in front of him is still higher than his own.