Chapter 1008 Approaching

"Please!" Han Bing stood up coldly and raised his hand to signal Zhan Xin to go first, while the disciples of the Qiqiao Sect also stood up.

When the disciples of the Qiqiao Sect followed Han Bing out of the reception hall, Zhen Minghui whispered: "Captain Cui, how should we deal with it?"

"How else can we deal with it? We can only face the enemy!" Cui Hongshen sighed and waved his hand, "The sword cultivator is approaching, let's go and take a look!"

"Yes!" Dui Qimeng and others answered, following Cui Hongshen out of the reception hall.

However, Xiao Hua sat there motionless.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" Cui Hongshen frowned and said, "Are you really going to hide behind the disciples of the Qiqiao Sect?"

"Yes! Why not?" Xiao Hua rolled his eyes and said, "My cultivation is shallow, so of course I have to hide behind them!"

"Yeah!" Cui Hongshen saw Xiao Hua being so shameless, so he walked out of the guest hall without saying anything. Duiling, who was walking at the end, actually gave Xiao Hua a thumbs up, obviously praising him for facing the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. The calmness of a monk!

"Tsk~ You're still laughing now, but when you see thousands of sword cultivators, you won't be able to laugh anymore!" Xiao Hua looked at Dui Ling angrily, closing his eyes to temper the power of the Qingling Pill. He had released his Buddhist consciousness and had already seen the sword cultivator dozens of miles away, so why did he still need to look? Besides, swordsmen who are no more than swordsmanship masters are not Xiao Hua's cup of tea at all. Even thousands of swordsmen can't stop Xiao Hua! ! !

When Cui Hongshen and others left the reception hall, they were greeted by Jiming Mountain disciples and led them to follow Zhan Xin and others who had already flown to the peak of Jiming Mountain.

The peak of Jiming Mountain is also covered with deep snow, although it is not too high. It’s enough to see clearly all around!

Cui Hongshen gradually flew high and released his spiritual thoughts. There was no trace of any sword cultivator, and there were also some faint dots on the horizon in the distance, which could not be seen clearly at all.

"Fellow Taoist Zhan, how is the situation?" Cui Hongshen asked in a low voice.

Zhan Xin's brows furrowed and he shook his head slightly: "I don't know yet. The disciples on guard in front did not send any more messengers! I'm afraid they have... died. Now I can't see any trace of the sword cultivator with my spiritual thoughts. "

"Oh" Cui Hongshen asked with a thought, "Since the sword cultivator has not been seen yet. I can't wait..."

Cui Hongshen didn't say the next words, but Zhan Xin obviously knew what Cui Hongshen meant, and said with a wry smile: "Last time, there were hundreds of sword cultivators. When I went out to ask for help from Jiming Mountain, my disciples barely escaped from their siege. Now there are thousands." When people come here, they must have the idea of ​​​​killing them with one strike!"

Hearing this,

Cui Hongshen was even more puzzled. He asked again: "Since the sword cultivators have already attacked Jiming Mountain, why didn't the Valley Master ask for more help? Can they allow them to attack a second time?"

"Alas, Fellow Daoist Cui doesn't know something!" Zhan Xin still smiled bitterly, "Now it is the sword cultivator who is aggressively suppressing the environment. There are dangers everywhere. Where are the extra manpower to help? Besides. According to the previous records in the valley, the sword cultivator They don't harass my cultivation family too much. Even if they attack, it's only one time. If they succeed, they will succeed. If they fail, they will retreat! They are just experienced low-level swordsmen looking for breakthroughs. There is no need to fight to the death with me. of!"

"There's something strange today!" Cui Hongshen nodded.

"Yes!" Zhan Xin replied. "Last time, sword cultivators surrounded our Jiming Mountain. After fellow Taoist Han came, although there were only ten people, they joined forces with the old man and the elders of my Jiming Mountain to defeat the swordsmen with the highest level of cultivation, and they immediately withdrew. It’s just like what’s recorded in the classics, who knows why they came back?”

"How many disciples are there in Guigu?" Cui Hongshen asked again.

"About four hundred people!" Zhan Xin understood what Cui Hongshen meant and replied, "There were only about three hundred swordsmen before, but there were a few swordsmen of the third level. I was afraid that Jiming Mountain couldn't handle it. Just send your disciples out to ask for help!”

"Fellow Daoist Zhan, since so many sword cultivators are attacking and we know we are outmatched, why not break out now? If we wait for them to get closer, I'm afraid we won't have another chance!" Cui Hongshen suggested unceremoniously, "Wait. Wouldn’t it be the same if the swordsman retreated and then came back?”

"Hehe!" Zhan Xin said with a smile, "It's easy as what Cui Daoyou said is easy. Not to mention that the sword cultivators have already surrounded us at this time. It's already too late for us to leave! Besides, Cui Daoyou doesn't know the difficulties of being a master. It will be easy for us to retreat and come back." But it’s difficult!”

Zhan Xin seemed to have some difficulties behind his smile, presumably because he didn't want to give up Jiming Mountain to others!

"Of course, if Fellow Daoist Cui wants to leave, breaking out now depends on your luck!" Zhan Xin said with a smile, and then looked to the sky again!

At this time, the sword cultivator had flown so close that he could be seen with both the naked eye and the mind!

Although I just heard from the disciples that there are thousands of sword cultivators, these thousands of people are scattered around Jiming Mountain, so they are not too densely packed or too scary.

However, Cui Hongshen understood that as soon as he rushed out with the Yu Lei Sect disciples, he would immediately attract the attention of the sword cultivators, and many sword cultivators would gather to attack him. The first team of the Royal Thunder Sect is just a piece of cake in the eyes of these thousands of sword cultivators. Well, even in the eyes of hundreds of sword cultivators, they have no power to fight back!

"What? You're scared!" Han Bing's face turned pale, but he still sneered, "Han told you a long time ago that he wouldn't let you wait here. Now...you know you regret it!"

"Hmph!" Cui Hongshen sneered, "What is Cui afraid of? Cui is still waiting to see how the Qiqiao Sect will fight against the sword cultivator!"

"Don't worry! There are no weaklings in my Qiqiao Sect. Even if there are tigers in the mountains, there must be tigers in the mountains! Since Han said so, he will definitely do it!" Han Bing stared at the distance and responded without any courtesy.

"Cui wants to see how you respond!" Cui Hongshen's tone was exactly the same as Xiao Hua's.

"Let's go! Let's go out and take a look." Han Bing waved his hand and said to the disciples of Qiqiao Sect.

"Friend Han!" Zhan Xin said anxiously, "The sword cultivators are fierce. According to Zhan Xin's opinion, we should rely on the defense of Jiming Mountain to resist for a while, and wait until the sword cultivators' attacks are ineffective and retreat before we talk!"

"Hahaha, if Han doesn't go out to fight, won't he be looked down upon by others?" Han Bing laughed and flew out with nine disciples of Qiqiao Sect, rushing out of the restriction opened by Zhan Xin.

Seeing that there were cultivators flying out of Jiming Mountain, more than a dozen sword cultivators gathered together and greeted them! And the other sword cultivators still maintained their formation and steadily approached Jiming Mountain.

These dozen sword cultivators were dressed in similar clothes, very simple, and they all stepped on flying swords. The first one had a red face, showing the cultivation of the third level of sword. The flying sword under his feet was like a panel, with flames rolling on it, which was very arrogant.

"Wait for you." Han Bing shouted, ordered everyone, and flew to the front. At the same time, he clapped his hands and took out a purple-red bamboo joint. Under the urging of magic power, a piece of red light flew out. The light sank into the air and immediately turned into layers of bamboo shadows, absorbing the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth, while rolling and smashing towards the red-faced sword cultivator in front!

"Hahaha!" The sword cultivator laughed when he saw this, pinched the sword formula with his hand, and pointed his hand, "Go!"

The flying sword under the swordsman's feet immediately accelerated and flew out, turning into a ball of fire dragon and rushing towards Han Bing's magic weapon!

In the "rumbling" sound, there was actually a "crackling" movement, and the sky was full of red!

The purple-red light was broken by the fire, and a solitary bamboo joint flew up into the air, with a deep scratch on it!

"Silk!" Seeing this, Han Bing couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, secretly crying out in pain in his heart. His magic weapon was of wood attribute. The swordsman not only had strong attack power, but also had fire attribute, which was his nemesis. Therefore, although the swordsman was inferior to him, he also took advantage in the attack!

"Hit" Han Bing still wanted to fight, rubbing his hands, dozens of green light balls flew out, and hit the sword cultivator in the face.

The sword cultivator sneered, opened his mouth, and a small flying sword also flew out, as flexible as a swimming fish, quickly piercing the dozens of light balls, watching the light balls turn into dots of fluorescent light and scattered in the air! Han Bing hadn't shouted "break" yet, and the magic formula in his hand was also stagnant there!

This flying sword is really too fast, this flying sword is really too sharp! Han Bing's spell... has not been completed yet! !

"Stab!" At this moment, a tall and thin swordsman shouted coldly to the left of the red-faced swordsman, and a thin sword flew out from under his feet. It shook in the air and immediately turned into three pieces, stabbing Han Bing's face and chest quickly!

"Damn it!" Han Bing cursed, swinging the bamboo joints in his hand, and the bamboo shadows blocked the flying swords, and he retreated quickly.

"Shameless sword cultivator!" With a roar, a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building of Qiqiaomen clapped his hands and took a palm-sized khaki shield in his hand. With the mana in his hand, the shield turned into several feet in size, flashing with light and flying behind Han Bing!

As expected, two of the three sword shadows were shot down by Han Bing's bamboo joints, but the top sword shadow broke out of the bamboo shadow and stabbed the shield directly!

Cui Hongshen and others all released their divine thoughts at this time and looked here!

With a muffled sound of "puff", the sword shadow pierced into the shield. The light on the shield was extremely bright and dark, and the sword light was also flickering! In a few breaths, the sword light finally disappeared, and the light of the shield was stable. The magic weapon of Qiqiaomen finally blocked the flying sword!

"Good!" A disciple of Jiming Mountain next to Cui Hongshen couldn't help but shout "good", but before he could finish the word "good", the fire sword of the previous red swordsman rushed over again with a whistle!

With a loud "bang", the several-foot shield was like shattered glass, shrinking rapidly, turning into palm-sized fragments, floating in the air!

The magic weapon of Qiqiaomen was actually broken by the sword cultivator!

"Go!" Seeing this, Han Bing didn't dare to stay anymore. With a wave of his sleeves, the disciples of Qiqiaomen hurriedly flew back to the defense of Jiming Mountain, and the red-faced swordsman didn't chase after him. He put away the flying sword and still called other sword cultivators to slowly approach Jiming Mountain!