"Don't panic, everyone. Even if Elder Yunhai dies, they are unlikely to be the opponents of the eight of us. Song Li could not use that move several times just now. I don't believe that he has so many holy-level pills," Ling Nanzi took the lead in reacting and reminded the other seven powerful Nascent Souls.

In fact, Ling Nanzi expected it to be right. This trick that relies on elixirs is not suitable for actual combat use. If the situation was not for the special situation, Yun Hai only defended but did not attack, and Song Li would not have time to accumulate energy. There is still a holy elixir Song Li, but he can no longer use this trick. The rapid air of the dantian energy will cause too much damage to the body. Now he has suffered a considerable internal injury, but it can't be shown.

"Children Lingnan, are you sure I don't have holy elixirs?"

Now the other people have stopped, Ning Qianxue has escaped from the battle circle and has come behind Song Li, so Song Li is no longer in a hurry.

"Hmph, if you have an inexhaustible holy elixir, I will admit it."

Before he could finish speaking, a elixir with dazzling luster appeared in Song Li's hand, which was also a holy elixir.

"Puff..." A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ling Nanzi's mouth. Ning Qianxue's sudden attack on the Scripture of Forget the Heart just now caused him some internal injuries. After Song Li's qi injury was even worse.

Song Li ignored Ling Nanzi, turned around and handed the pill to Ning Qianxue, and said, "Qianxue, you can rest for a while and wait for me to deal with some old men."

Ning Qianxue shook her head and said, "I can still fight."

Song Li had already investigated Ning Qianxue's injuries, which was already extremely serious. How could she continue to take risks? He sent a message: "No, having you is a shock to them, and they dare not deal with me with all their strength."

After relocating Ning Qianxue, Song Li smiled and said, "How is it, old man Lingnan, can you admit it?"

"I, Lingnanzi, have lived for a hundred years. How could I retreat without fighting? I will die?" Lingnanzi brushed away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, roared, and attacked Song Li.

Song Li was also not afraid and cursed: "Old man Lingnan, I just said he would admit his mistakes, but he didn't keep his word."

At this time, Li Yun was waiting anxiously by the Lincang River. The time he agreed with Song Li had come, but he was not seen for a long time, which made him very bored.

The God-killing Arrows that were made in one month doubled his enthusiasm. The first batch of God-killing Arrows were equipped with six doors and left hunting halls, for the purpose of today's battle, and he didn't want to make mistakes, not to mention that the fishing bait was his brother Song Li.

"Report to the left captain, poisonous smoke appeared everywhere in the north gate of Lincang Town. His Royal Highness fought fiercely in the city and did not lure the enemy out."

"Well, the battle happened in the city, and these elders of the sect dared to blatantly..."

"No, all the left-handed detectives were ordered and rushed to Lincang Town with all their might to assist His Royal Highness."

The six gates are divided into two archery halls, the right gate hall is responsible for coordinating and supervising the affairs of the sects, mediating disputes between major sects in the center, and the left gate hall is responsible for arresting and arresting.

The Zuoku Hall's constables are all from the original Zhengyi Alliance. Most of them have already had seven or eight layers of fasting. Li Yun and others have the cultivation of the Golden Pill. What's more, they are equipped with god-killing arrows that specifically kill masters. God-killing arrows cannot really kill gods, but the runes on them are infused with the true energy of the Nascent Soul masters, and are accompanied by the crossbow that prints the power runes, which can injure the Nascent Soul monks.

A month ago, Song Li left Taiyue Sect and found Yun Hai and others following him. He knew that these sects had a murderous intention to kill him. He immediately secretly used the secret whistle of the Six Gates to pass the order to Li Yun, making this arrangement, with the purpose of being able to capture the people who assassinated the prince alive, and then take them to the imperial capital to tear off the hypocritical masks of these sects in front of the people of the Holy Lion Empire.

But with all the calculations, Song Li did not calculate that these sects were even more sinister than he thought.

Just as Song Li expected, although Ning Qianxue did not join the battle, it caused a considerable deterrence to eight people from the three major sects.

No one dares to use all his strength, and he must be guarded against Ning Qianxue's heart-killing attack at all times.

All Song Li had to do was to block the eight people out of the line and prevent them from getting close to Ning Qianxue and the Dharma Protector formation.

Even so, Song Li was not relaxed. He gradually fell behind on one person to eight people.

"The seventh posture of Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, clouds and smoke..."

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm can increase its power as the practitioner improves its cultivation. The first six styles belong to the intermediate level, the middle six styles belong to the higher level, and the last six styles belong to the super level. After Song Li advanced to the Nascent Soul, he discovered that the first six styles of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm emphasize "power", but the middle six styles are very different, and they emphasize "momentum". As for the last six styles of the Super Level Song Li does not have the strength to touch.

Clouds and smoke rise, momentum comes out.

The howling wind is like a beating war drum, dong dong dong...,

It is as powerful as a rainbow.

The sand and stones that came out from somewhere were lingering around Song Li.

Song Li slowly raised his arms and rushed into the center of the eight people.

At the same time, countless sand and stones were built into hollowed-out human figures. If you look closely, you can see that the height and appearance of each stone man is very similar to that of Song Li, and their movements are consistent with Song Li.

In just a few short breaths, dozens of sand and stone people have already taken shape, bringing eight people from the three major sects into it.

Because all the stone men were in line with Song Li's movements, they looked more like a well-trained army.

With Song Li's current cultivation level of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul, he can at most 50 stone men.

The eight Nascent Soul Masters from the three major sects were a little scared. They had never seen such a tactic. Although they knew that these dozens of "Song Li" were not and could not be his clones, they were absolutely shocked visually.

However, just as they were thinking a little, Song Li decisively retreated again, and the stone men who had always been consistent with his movements did not move at this time.

"collapse"

Just as Song Li withdrew, the word "collapse" came from his mouth.

The strong wind stopped and the sound of the war drums finished.

Bang, bang, bang...

The explosion sounded, and the stone man burst out after it had condensed for less than ten breaths. The stone man's explosion power was not very strong, but it was large in number.

The spikes of stone particles were not controlled at all. They flew around and were naturally the first to be affected by the eight people in the center of the stone man.

The eight people are all masters of Nascent Soul and can only use body protection techniques. Ordinary flying sand and stones will not cause harm to them, but these stone people are too close to them and it is too late. Although they will not be injured when hit by sand and stones, the pain is real.

When Song Li just understood the seventh move, he found that this was a move that was not useful and scared, but he didn't expect that it would be effective in this way.

Just as the eight people grinned in pain and hurriedly used their defensive air shield, Song Li moved again.

"The Emperor Fire Drinks Blood Sword: Fire Dances the Sun"

The sword that kills people and drinks blood can burn together the imperial fire.

The previous move is used to scare people, but this move is used to kill people.

Two fire snakes swirled out from the hilt of the Emperor Fire Blood Drinking Sword, surrounding the sword body and reaching the tip of the sword.

Both fire snakes were like real snakes, spitting out fiery red letters at the tip of the sword.

Song Li moved the true energy in his body, and the gurgling true energy wandered throughout his body, and finally gathered on his hands.

Without any sword moves, Song Li was not good at using sword moves, but just slashed them with all his strength.

Two fire snakes lingering on the Emperor Fire Blood Drinking Sword gushed out. In the air, the two fire snakes stirred their bodies around each other and quickly merged into one.

The whole world seemed to have turned red.

Everyone was scorched by the fiery red light.

Even Fairy Ning, who was lucky to heal her wounds, faced the red sky and the two fire snakes that merged into one, and was frightened.

This month, Song Li seemed to be eating, drinking and having fun, but secretly he realized the combat skills of this sword in the Emperor Fire Blood Drinking Sword. Moreover, Song Li was surprised to find that the fortune of the fire-attribute Taoist law contained in this sword must have also learned other combat skills.

But for the time being, this sword is the only one.

However, the power is enough.

Before the bursting sand and stones fell to the ground, two fire snakes arrived. Eight people from the three major sects had no time to react or stop them. They just wanted the target of these two fire snakes not themselves.

Someone escaped, and someone must have died here.

Unfortunately, Situ Zui from the Mizuno Sect became the winner with one-in-eight chance.

In fact, before Song Li sacrificed the unsightly Qi Yunyan, his goal was already determined, and it was Situ Zui.

Because Song Li had to kill Situ Zui to remove the poisonous smoke curtain, he had to kill Situ Zui first. The poisonous smoke became a masterless poisonous smoke, and it could be dissipated without anyone controlling it.

"Xiaoxue", Song Li nodded and signaled.

Ning Qianxue waved her hand gently and said, "The fog is gone with the wind."

The breeze blows from the city to different directions from north to south.

The poisonous smoke dissipated, Song Li smiled indifferently, turned around and removed the formation, and said to the people in the city: "The poisonous smoke has gone, let's all escape their lives."

However, when he finished speaking, he spewed out a mouthful of blood without warning.

When Song Li swallowed five holy elixirs, he was already injured. He fought with eight people with one man and failed to let eight people step beyond the line, and his injuries worsened. Later, he moved his true energy in his body and used his strongest killing move, Huo Wu Yaoyang, to kill Situ Zui, who controlled the poisonous smoke, and completely exploded.

He hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred of them. If it were in the past, Song Li would not have been like this at all, but at this time, with his lover and his people, he had to do so.

Ning Qianxue was already in tears. Just when Song Li sent her a message, she knew the result.

"Qianxue, slowly recover your true energy. Let me kill Situ for a while, and you will protect the people from escaping the city."

"More than 10,000 people, even if the poisonous smoke dissipates, it will be difficult to escape."

"It's okay, one escape is one."

"No, I want to be with you!"

"Oh, I always said that I didn't want to be the emperor before. Why? Because I was too tired of it, I was used to being free and easy, how could I bear it? But Song Xingtian didn't believe it, and eventually forced us father and son to this position. My father was the emperor and I was the prince. It was one thing that I didn't want to be the prince, but since I did it, I should bear the responsibility I deserve!"

"And today, I may not be able to bear this responsibility myself. You have to help me protect these people. No matter what, you are the future princess! Hehe..."

Ning Qianxue could hear the determination in Song Li's words. Sometimes she didn't understand why Song Li, who was born in a noble family, had a shocking talent for cultivation and alchemy, cared so much about the life and death of ordinary people. In the past, he could offend playboys for ordinary people in the imperial capital, and now he could even sacrifice his life for them.

She didn't understand, but she didn't need to understand either. As long as Song Li said it was right.

The nine people from the three major sects lost two powerful men of the ninth level of Nascent Soul so quickly, which they had never expected in advance.

Now that things have come to this point, how can we give up?

The first thing he realized was Yunshan. Seeing that Song Li was seriously injured and seemed to have no power to fight, he took the lead in attacking.

"Three Mountains and Five Mountains, Closing Mountains and Filling Seas"

The air waves are rolling, the thunder is tremendous, and the sea of ​​clouds wants to kill with one blow.

Almost at the same time, Ning Qianxue also moved.

"Like clouds and fog, like dreams and illusions, my heart will last forever, and I will never leave my mind."

Ning Qianxue's voice resounded through the sky, as if it was heard from outside the sky.

Sit and forget the true scriptures, clear sound tips.

"What is love!"

The Sit and Forget the True Sutra and the Clear Sounds are not only necessary to mobilize the true energy in the body, but also the caster needs to put his seven emotions and six desires into the magic formula.

At this moment, Ning Qianxue's eyes were full of Song Li's figure, and then the two of them instantly rushed into their hearts from knowing each other to falling in love now.
Chapter completed!