First Summoner

Zhuge Youlin bared his teeth and smiled: "You like to do it, and we are willing to accompany you."

Lu Changcheng noticed the spiritual thread controlled by the red-haired boy and glanced at him fearfully. Then he moved forward and wanted to get up close and quickly kill the red-haired boy, but was interrupted by a sword energy. attack.

An ordinary-looking young man in black holds a sword covered in black. He is agile and the power of the sword cannot be underestimated.

Lu Changcheng was suddenly startled because he realized that the cultivation level of the young man in black was probably at the fifth or sixth level of the Earth-level realm.

This young man looks to be less than 20 years old, and his cultivation is at the fifth or sixth level of the Earth Realm. At this age and cultivation level, he is already a rare top genius in the Southern Region. Who is he?

No, who are these teenagers?

Lu Changcheng himself had a cultivation level of the ninth level of the Earth Realm, so although he was shocked by their talent and cultivation, he was not afraid of them.

"Ah!"

Lu Changcheng sneered, his mind moved slightly, he clenched the long sword in his hand, and attacked in the direction of Pei Wusu. The sword light like a burning flame followed the shadow, and he swung the sword away, like a volcano erupting, unstoppable.

Clang!

Pei Wusu raised his sword to resist, and was forced to retreat three steps. His face was almost burned by the sword energy that was like the scorching sun. He turned his wrist slightly, and the black sword blade was covered with a powerful spiritual power. He suddenly counterattacked and defeated the opponent's attack. There was a 'click', and in an instant, it was like a mirror in the water being disintegrated.

Seeing that his sword move was broken, Lu Changcheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You have some ability."

“But the ginger ones are still spicy!”

Lu Changcheng was also a swordsman. He swung his long sword and struck at Pei Wusu with fierce moves, hitting Pei Wusu's life point.

Lu Changcheng's cultivation level was three levels higher than him, and his pressure was so deep that Pei Wusu was suppressed for a moment. He had no chance to take the initiative and had to bear Lu Changcheng's sword moves.

And at this moment——

The sound of the piano, as gentle as running water, suddenly sounded.

Lu Changcheng felt a pain in his consciousness, and his body suddenly froze.

Seeing this, Pei Wusu seized the opportunity and slashed in the direction of Lu Changcheng. In an instant, the sword blade like bright moonlight struck Lu Changcheng's chest unstoppably.

Lu Changcheng quickly came to his senses and raised his sword to block a blade.

The sound of "clang" made Lu Changcheng's tiger's mouth holding the sword hilt numb.

Not far away, Wen Yuchu was sitting elegantly on a chair, playing his guqin, and the music was so overwhelming that it made life worse than death.

Many people were in severe pain in the sea of ​​knowledge. They all wanted to kill Wen Yuchu first, but they were unable to get close to Wen Yuchu's body.

Because Shen Yan, Jiang Xianyue, Xiao Zechuan, and Yu Changying were extremely powerful in combat, it was very difficult to escape from their grasps, let alone get close to Wen Yuchu.

Zhuge Youlin stayed outside the battle circle, manipulating spiritual threads to assist them from time to time.

Qingwu was the weakest, but he also wanted to do his part. However, when he faced others and was about to have his head chopped off, Jiang Xianyue mercilessly killed him in order to save him. The kick flew to Wen Yuchu's feet, and he said viciously: "Stay well."

Qingwu's heart was still frightened, and he shed tears first.

He almost had his head chopped off.

Woohoo, the world outside is so scary.

Wen Yuchu plucked the strings with his slender fingers, lowered his head slightly to look at Qingwu, and smiled softly: "Qingwu, Wen will protect you, don't be afraid."

Qingwu was very moved when he heard this.

At this time, a cold female voice came: "Wen Yuchu, fully assist Pei Wusu!"

Wen Yuchu was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes and looked over, only to see that Pei Wusu was somewhat defeated by Lu Changcheng. His chest and back were slashed by Lu Changcheng, and Lu Changcheng was also hit by a sword in the shoulder.

Judging from the situation, Pei Wusu is not in a good situation.

Wen Yuchu said softly: "Everyone listens to the captain."

He no longer dispersed Yin Gong's mental power, but instead aimed it at Lu Changcheng.

Just when he was officially dealing with Lu Changcheng, Chi Yue, who was sleeping beside him, finally made some movement. The vines on his body suddenly faded away, and a blue light quickly passed by.

The next moment, dark clouds suddenly filled the sky.

Thunder and lightning suddenly fell.

Rumble!

A series of silver thunderbolts as thick as arms struck at Lu Changcheng's head.

Lu Changcheng was hit unexpectedly, his hair exploded, and his whole body was numbed by the shock, accompanied by pain like ants gnawing at him, making him shocked and angry.

Why did thunder and lightning suddenly fall from the sky? !

Soon, Lu Changcheng found out that it was Chi Yue who was responsible!

"It's you!"

A sky-grade silver thunder flame grass was suspended above the palm of the left hand of the young man in white. His right hand sketched a totem and grasped it. His whole person looked somewhat indescribably tired and sleepy.

When Lu Changcheng saw him suddenly closing his eyes, he was extremely angry. What was his attitude? Do you despise your own existence?

This group of people from the Western Region of Pingze are all so rampant!

Before Lu Changcheng could deal with Chi Yue, he was already entangled by Pei Wusu. At the same time, his sea of ​​​​consciousness had been under mental attack, giving him a splitting headache and bleeding from his seven orifices.

Moreover, lightning can always hit him accurately.

We can't fight any longer!

He wants to get out of here!

The practitioners not far away from Lu Changcheng were also wailing.

"If you kill us! Our Qianshan Sect master will not let you go!"

"Don't kill us!"

"We can promise you anything!"

Thirteen people from the Qianshan Sect came, and now only four are left, and these four were seriously injured.

Shen Yan held the Phoenix Divine Sword in his hand, with a look of indifference on his cold white and beautiful face, and his eyes fell sharply on them, "You can promise us anything?"

"Yes, yes!" The remaining practitioners immediately agreed.

They never expected that these people could be so powerful, killing people like broken melons, which was really terrifying.

Under their frightened expressions, Shen Yanyun said calmly: "I want you to die."

The cultivators realized that they were not going to let them go!

"Come on!"

I don't know who shouted.

The cultivators looked panicked, injured and wanted to escape, but were intercepted by Shen Yan and others.

"Isn't it okay to say anything?" A smile appeared on Jiang Xianyue's pretty face, "Why can't it be done now?"

A smile bloomed on Yu Changying's lips, "Sister Yueyue, they obviously don't want to be responsible for their words, so let's be kind and send them back to the west~"

Xiao Zechuan did not speak, but chose to take action directly.

One by one the practitioners fell.

The black-clothed disciple of Qianshan Sect shouted for help: "Uncle Nie, help! Our Qianshan Sect has a relationship with Huangshan Dao. Please help us! Please!"

At this time, Nie Xun heard the cry for help, and his slender white fingers slightly tightened the handle of the umbrella.