Chapter 543 Xuanying

Xuanying sneered. These three cowards are now jumping out to act like masters. Even if she is seriously injured, she is still confident that she can deal with these three people.

She said lightly: "Even Wuliangzi wouldn't dare to say this in front of me, so how can you three be qualified?"

The short old man laughed and said: "Of course, we dare not compare ourselves with Uncle Wuliangzi. If we met you before, we would have to go around for 300 miles, but now it's different. A few days ago, you fought with more than 30 elders of the Demon Sect. Although you were rescued, you were seriously injured. So we came to invite you to Kunlun Mountain for a while. Knowing your methods, even if you are injured, the three of us are definitely not your opponents. But this time, our Xuantian Sect is very sincere, so... hehe..."

Xuanying suddenly raised his head and looked at the night sky. He saw more than ten rays of light flashing from the northwest, landing on the ground, and transformed into more than ten people, all of whom were not young, both men and women. The leader had gray hair and wore a dark green Taoist robe. He was the leader of Xuantian Sect, Qiankunzi.

Xuanying's face darkened, and he said, "Qiankunzi? I didn't expect you to come too."

Qiankunzi laughed and said, "What are you talking about, senior? I invited you to stay in Kunlun for a few days, so I naturally have to come in person to show my sincerity."

"Sincerity?"

Xuanying looked around and said, "The Three Monsters of Kunlun and the Twelve Immortals of Xuantian are all elders who haven't shown their faces for two or three hundred years. It seems that your Xuantian Sect has invested a lot this time."

Qiankunzi smiled and said, "As long as we can invite you, no matter how big the cost is, we have to pay."

Xuanying's eyes turned gray again, and she said lightly, "I didn't want to be an enemy of Xuantian Sect. Whoever dares to block my way tonight, don't blame me for killing."

The smile on Qiankunzi's face gradually disappeared, and he said slowly, "It seems that the senior is not going to accept the kindness of Xuantian Sect, so be it."

After speaking, he waved his hand, and the three monsters of Kunlun who besieged Xuanying immediately took action.

The old woman, who was in a doddering state, stopped coughing and swept the dragon-headed cane in her hand towards Xuanying from the side.

A cold light shot out from the gray-robed old man's hand, like a poisonous snake.

As for the short old man, two short spears suddenly appeared on his arms.

The twelve elders behind Qiankunzi also drew out their immortal swords almost instantly and shot at Xuanying.

However, Xuanying did not move, and all the magic weapons instantly hit her.

Qiankunzi was shocked. What he wanted was the Nine Yin and Nine Yang True Method that Xuanying learned, not a corpse, but he felt something was wrong instantly.

Because Xuanying disappeared.

The magic weapons only hit a gradually transparent phantom. After enduring the heavy blows of more than a dozen magic weapons, the translucent phantom fell to the ground and disappeared completely.

Everyone looked at each other. Their spiritual consciousness had already spread to every corner, and they did not find how Xuanying left.

At this moment, Xuanying's cold voice came from somewhere in the darkness, saying: "I will remember what happened tonight. I, Xuanying, am a person who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. One day, I will go to Kunlun Mountain in person to learn from you."

Qiankunzi's face changed in an instant. He did not expect that Xuanying, who was seriously injured, could escape from the net he had laid quietly.

Now he did not know which direction Xuanying escaped. Qiankunzi was so angry that he almost spurted blood.

Xuanying was the last chance of Xuantian Sect, but he missed it.

Tomorrow is the fifth round of the battle at Duantian Cliff. This place is 800 miles away from Duantian Cliff, and he must hurry back.

He ordered the Kunlun Three Monsters and the Xuantian Twelve Immortals to continue tracking Xuanying, and he flew towards Duantian Cliff.

Now everyone in the world knows that Xuanying's lair is in the back mountain of Guanzizai Peak in Xumi Mountain, so the Kunlun Three Monsters and the Xuantian Twelve Immortals mainly tracked in the direction of Xumi Mountain in the east.

It was dawn. In the wilderness, a person gradually appeared at the place where Xuanying's phantom fell down last night when Xuantian Sect besieged Xuanying.

It was Xuanying!

The magic weapons hit not Xuanying's phantom last night, but Xuanying himself. She knew that under the circumstances at that time, she could not escape from the siege of Qiankunzi and more than a dozen masters. She could only take a risky move and suffered a heavy blow from more than a dozen elders. Then she used a breath-holding and soul-holding technique from the Netherworld Chapter in the fourth volume of the Heavenly Book obtained from Ye Xiaochuan, and then spoke through the Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Technique, making Qiankunzi think that she had escaped from the siege.

This move was very risky, because she was not sure if she could deceive Qiankunzi, nor was she sure if she could withstand this heavy blow.

As soon as she woke up, Xuanying vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, her face was frighteningly pale, and she stood up with difficulty, her body shaky.

This time, the injury was much more serious than the one sixty years ago. If I hadn't obtained the fourth volume of the Heavenly Book and my cultivation had improved recently, I would have died here.

I couldn't go back to Mount Xumi. The three monsters of Kunlun Mountain and the twelve immortals of Xuantian must be waiting for me in Mount Xumi. Now I had to find a hidden place to heal my wounds. This time, the injury was too serious. I estimated that I would need to sleep for a long time to recover.

She walked for half an hour with difficulty and found a mass grave with a very heavy yin energy, just five or six miles east of a small village.

So, she walked towards the mass grave.

Ye Xiaochuan pushed open the door, and the warm sunlight shone on his face. There was no change, and the corner of his mouth still had a wicked smile. The first impression given was that this guy was not a good person.

He grabbed Chu Tianxing who was walking by and said, "Brother Chu, I have been in a coma for the past two days. I don’t know how the fourth round of the fight went. I heard that I advanced? Who is my opponent today?"

Three days ago, eight people from Cangyun Sect participated in the fourth round of the fight. Chu Tianxing, Gu Paner, and Zhao Wuji were eliminated. A total of five disciples from Cangyun Sect advanced to the 32nd strong, namely, the eldest brother Gu Jianchi, Ning Xiangruo, Yun Qiyou, Du Chun, and Ye Xiaochuan.

"Brother Xiaochuan, your opponent today is Yang Yishuang, one of the six weirdos. Brother, I have been eliminated. Alas, you have to work hard!"

Ye Xiaochuan was not surprised by this result, but was a little depressed. Is he destined to be in love? After so many rounds, he only met a male disciple, Zhao Shuo from the Royal Academy of Cultivation, and the rest were all female disciples. This made him very depressed. Was he forced to break his fine tradition of not hitting women?