You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 139: If you can’t win, then gang up on me?

Yellow sand splashed in all directions, forming a big pit on the ground that nailed the fire dragon. Sand and dust flew in the pit, and only the fire dragon's painful hissing could be heard.

With one strike, Huo Wanhe's all-out attack was shattered.

"Hiss~" Countless people were shocked by this scene and gasped. No one dared to laugh anymore.

Shen Yu, Wei Yan, Zhong Baixuan, Yun Qinghan and other talented disciples of the sect all looked solemn, constantly thinking whether they could block this attack, but these people could only come to the conclusion of two words in their hearts: "No!"

"Crack!"

A crisp shattering sound was heard, and the seemingly extremely powerful fire dragon began to break from the position where it was nailed under Changqing's sword, as if it could not withstand the terrifying force, and finally turned into sparks all over the sky and dissipated in the air.

Huo Wanhe's expression changed slightly. She didn't expect that the "Dragon Fire Descent" that she had used with all her strength could be broken by the opponent so easily.

"You..." She was about to speak, but found that Changqing had jumped up again. The black sword returned to Changqing's hand at some point and slashed towards her with a brighter green light.

The speed of this sword was not very fast, and its power was much smaller. After all, it was a competition, not a life-and-death duel.

But Huo Wanhe did not dare to be careless. She formed seals with her hands, and a larger ball of flame condensed in front of her, forming a flame barrier.

"boom!"

The sword light collided with the flame barrier, causing a deafening roar. The flame barrier continued to tremble under the impact of the sword light, but finally managed to withstand the attack.

Huo Wanhe breathed a sigh of relief, but then she found that Changqing's figure had disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already behind her.

"Not good!" Huo Wanhe's heart tightened and he wanted to turn around to defend, but it was too late.

She only felt a huge force coming, and her body was blown away by a powerful force, hitting the mountain wall in the distance heavily.

Of course Changqing hit it with the hilt of the sword.

Huo Wanhe stood up, a few traces of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Changqing standing in the distance with a pale face.

She knew that the person in front of her had held back.

"Continue?!" Chang Qing asked indifferently.

Huo Wanhe gritted her teeth and did not answer. She was a smart person and knew that the gap between the two was too big. It would be stupid of her to continue.

Chang Qing exhaled a breath. In fact, this battle was not easy for him. If the first fire dragon was easy to deal with, when he made up his mind to fight quickly, the red spiritual energy that Chang Qing exhaled was one of his trump cards.

After all, the red spiritual energy is the condensation of spiritual power and qi and blood. It is extremely difficult to mix the two. Not only does the body have to endure the terrifying energy of rejection, but the most important thing is that this thing consumes essence and blood. There is only so much essence and blood, and once a little is consumed, there is no way to replenish it in a short period of time.

But at least the effect is good. It can pollute spells and can easily break many spells.

The sect leaders in the stands had solemn expressions on their faces; they didn't even know what the red spiritual energy was.

Several sect leaders looked at each other, and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

"Master Ji, did you really find an elder in the Kaidan realm to fool us?" Bai Shan asked again.

The handsome uncle didn't answer, just shook his head and said nothing more.

Bai Shan gently shook the folding fan in his hand and did not ask any more questions.

Chang Qing came in front of Huo Wanhe and said, "Let's call it a draw. No more fighting. No more fighting! I'm dying of exhaustion."

After saying this, he ignored Huo Wanhe's resentful look, turned around and left.

"Wait!" Huo Wanhe suddenly shouted.

When Chang Qing turned around and saw Huo Wanhe's eyes rolling around, he felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, as he expected, Huo Wanhe added spiritual power to his voice and said:

"Fellow Daoists from all sects, I lost. Fellow Daoist Wang said that he could beat ten of my kind."

"Everyone, since Fellow Daoist Wang is so strong, then I'm sure it's difficult for me alone to help Fellow Daoist Wang achieve the goal of training and sparring. In this case, why don't we have a few more people come together to fight together? This way, we can hone ourselves and help Fellow Daoist Wang hone himself. Isn't that the best of both worlds!"

"Come again!" Chang Qing was furious at the time and quickly explained:

"You're talking nonsense, I didn't say that, I didn't," he denied it three times in a row.

But it seemed that no one heard what he said. On the contrary, Shen Yu, Wei Yan, Zhong Baixuan, Yun Qinghan and other geniuses of the sect all had their eyes lit up.

Gang fight! This is a good job, you don’t get beaten much, and you can vent your anger, it’s a good job!!

"Hehehe, here I come."

Yun Qinghan didn't care about others. She was also angry and was looking for a place to vent her anger! She was sleepy and here came the pillow.

The other few people also automatically ignored Changqing's explanation. With a flash of their figures, they divided into five directions and surrounded Changqing.

Changqing did not explain any further as it was no longer meaningful. He saw the desire to fight in the eyes of these people.

Huo Wanhe was quite proud of himself after rejoining the team, as he had finally turned the game around.

"Since you fellow Taoists are so enthusiastic, I will accept it." Chang Qing said.

He also understood that only after this battle was over would it be truly over.

But one person against five people in the Sea Breaking Realm, the pressure was not small.

Before the battle began, six powerful auras began to collide with each other, stirring up astonishing energy fluctuations.

A strong wind suddenly blew up, the green shirt fluttered, Changqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and the battle was about to begin

Chang Qing, Yun Qinghan, Huo Wanhe, Zhong Baixuan, Shen Yu and Wei Yan stood in different positions, staring at each other with sharp eyes.

Suddenly, Chang Qing moved, and his long sword was like a rainbow, instantly cutting through the air and slashing towards Huo Wanhe.

Huo Wanhe sneered, formed seals with his hands, and a wall of fire appeared out of thin air, blocking Changqing's sword.

At the same time, Zhong Baixuan raised his hands, and countless gun shadows appeared and rolled towards Changqing.

Shen Yu waved the folding fan in his hand, and a few transparent leaves appeared in the strong wind and slashed towards Changqing.

Wei Yan took the longbow from his back, pulled it in the air, and a long arrow condensed from the wind flew off the string.

Zhong Baixuan waved the spear in his hand, leaving behind a few afterimages.

Yun Qinghan's sword also glowed with golden light, ready to be swung out at any time.

The black sword swung out a sword energy that collided head-on with the flame, making a deafening noise.

And Shen Yu flashed, and rushed towards Changqing with a strong wind mixed with huge rocks.

Seeing this, Wei Yan was not willing to be left behind, and strode forward. The wind condensed into arrows, making a dull sound of breaking through the air, and hit Chang Qing's weakness directly.

Chang Qing gritted his teeth and raised a spiritual shield to block the leaves in the strong wind. He then swung his sword to cut down the arrow, and then used the reaction force of Zhong Baixuan's stab on the spiritual shield to quickly escape from the encirclement.

Chang Qing kept practicing Qing Tian Nian Qing Jue frantically, allowing himself to concentrate to an unprecedented degree, always ready to deal with the enemy's surprise attack.

However, Yun Qinghan took the opportunity to launch an attack, and many sword shadows shot towards Changqing like rain.

The spiritual shield was already broken by the attack just now. Chang Qing raised the black sword to block it, but the rain of swords was so heavy that he was a little overwhelmed. Within a breath, his clothes were torn in many places.