"good."

Zhao Xun caressed the spirit beast, his eyes full of endearment.

"Let me come for a moment."

Third senior brother Long Qingquan couldn't hold himself back any longer.

He had been observing and confirmed that the cultivation level of this southern barbarian witch and Gu master was above the first level.

This made Long Qingquan extremely interested.

Although he is still at the second level, he wants to challenge this southern barbarian witch and Gu master.

Generally speaking, in the world of spiritual practice, it is difficult for practitioners to defeat their opponents across borders, except for academy disciples.

Wouldn’t it be a waste to have such a privilege and not use it?

"The Flower Burial Sword comes from the sky!"

The essence of Flower Burying Sword Technique lies in momentum.

A blow containing momentum can disrupt the opponent's offensive to the greatest extent. If the opponent collapses with a powerful blow, there is no need to say anything else.

If the opponent resists this blow, Long Qingquan still has a backup plan.

The Flower Burial Sword was unsheathed. Long Qingquan lightly stepped on the Flower Burial Sword and flew with the sword, heading straight towards the leader of the Southern Barbarian witch and Gu master who was chanting incantations and using summoning techniques.

The Nanman witch and Gu master seemed to have not seen this person at all and was thinking about something to himself.

"The earthworm shakes the tree!"

When Long Qingquan was only a dozen steps closer to the Nanman witch and Gu master, the gray-haired witch and Gu master suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly.

Immediately, a huge amount of Gang Qi spurted out from the protective cover, directly covering Long Qingquan's whole body.

Long Qingquan felt like he was being burned by a heat wave, and there was a sharp pain all over his body.

"ah!"

He was completely out of control, but luckily he still had the Flower Burial Sword.

The Flower Burial Sword has a spirit, and it fully understands that its master is in danger at this moment, so he catches Long Qingquan alive!

In this way, the Burial Flower Sword carried Long Qingquan all the way back to the top of Chang'an City. The academy disciples quickly stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Is Third Senior Brother okay?"

Zhao Xun felt very uncomfortable when he saw Long Qingquan flushing all over.

Although Long Qingquan was a little arrogant, he was still very protective.

Long Qingquan was injured, so Zhao Xun naturally felt concerned.

"fine…"

Long Qingquan forced himself to smile, but then he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Third Junior Brother!"

The arrogant second senior sister Liu Yingying quickly stepped forward to check on Long Qingquan's injuries.

She briefly checked and found that Long Qingquan was seriously injured.

Although he was able to protect his internal organs due to his cultivation of great righteousness, he was still seriously injured.

"I'm here to bring you some vitality."

Liu Yingying forcibly sent Qi to Long Qingquandu. Although she would lose part of her cultivation in a short period of time, she would make up for it in the end.

But these qi are extremely crucial to Long Qingquan.

True energy can help him stabilize his soul and his cultivation.

With this true energy, Long Qingquan's hard-earned cultivation over the years will not disappear.

…

…

No one could have imagined that Long Qingquan, the third disciple of the Academy, and Wu Quanyi, the Qinglian Taoist Priest, two strong second-level practitioners, were no match for the Southern Barbarian witch and Gu masters.

The Southern Barbarian Gu Master defeated two strong men with a snap of his fingers, just like crushing an ant to death.

This caused a great panic effect in the city of Chang'an.

"The opponent is so powerful, it seems that the supervisor or the mountain chief will have to take action to punish him."

Zhao Xun thought.

As for Zheng Jie, that dead eunuch... he probably can't be counted on.

Zheng Jie only had Emperor Xianlong in his eyes, a dog emperor who didn't want to be a son of man.

Therefore, there is a high probability that Zheng Jie will always be with Emperor Xianlong and never leave him.

Eunuchs are all petty and petty. It is better to expect the gods to come down to earth to punish the Southern Barbarian witch and Gu masters.

The dark clouds in the sky are gathering thicker and thicker, and the light is getting darker and darker.

Everyone's mood was shrouded in extreme fear.

Zhao Xun didn't know what the way forward was, but he knew that the mountain chief would not sit idly by.

"Kneel down!"

Sure enough, Zhao Xun heard that very familiar voice again.

"It's the mountain chief!"

Zhao Xun's face showed joy, and so did his brothers and sisters.

This sound came from the horizon, like a great bell.

When the Southern Barbarian witch and Gu master heard this voice, he instinctively showed a look of fear on his face.

Then his face began to distort and the muscles in his body began to spasm.

His body began to tremble involuntarily, and then he bent his legs and leaned forward.

In the end, the dignified Southern Barbarian witch and Gu master knelt on the ground with all his might.

Everyone was stunned.

The Southern Barbarian witch and Gu master is known as a super-powerful person.

Of course, Shanchang is also a super grade. Could it be said that there is a clear boundary between super grade and super grade?

Could it be said that there is a hidden realm hidden in the super quality?

The leader of the Southern Barbarian witch and Gu master felt as if he was being held down by an invisible hand, unable to even raise his head.

The dark clouds he had summoned by finally casting a spell and reciting a spell gradually dispersed.

The sun once again passed through the haze and sprinkled on the ground, on the city walls, and on the faces of the soldiers and civilians of Chang'an.

"Great, the chief has taken action!"

"Yes, Mr. Shanchang is extraordinary."

"As soon as the mountain chief takes action, everything will stop!"

The mountain chief is like the patron saint of Chang'an City. With the mountain chief around, the soldiers and civilians of Chang'an will feel safe.

The high priest of the Demon Sect looked serious when he saw this.

He knew that if the mountain chief was allowed to protect his calf like this, it would be impossible to capture Chang'an City no matter what.

He glanced at Wei Wuji who was standing aside, and asked in a deep voice: "Is the Sword Master willing to take action?"

Among the people present, he and Wei Wuji had the highest level of strength.

One of the two must take action to contain the mountain commander and give the battle a chance.

"It's up to you to do it."

Wei Wuji seemed to have a natural fear of the mountain leader and was unwilling to take action no matter what.

The High Priest of the Demon Sect did not argue, smiled slightly, then turned to the south and shouted: "Shan Chief, are you willing to fight with a certain person?"

The mountain chief did not respond. After a long time, everyone saw the mountain chief stepping on a bamboo joint from the south to Zhongnan Mountain.

"High Priest, I haven't seen you for seventeen years."

The mountain chief's voice was majestic and had a natural suppressive power.

The high priest didn't seem to be affected, and said calmly: "Yes, we haven't seen each other for seventeen years. The fight we had seventeen years ago was very enjoyable. But after that fight, I didn't want to fight with other people.

I can’t get interested. Although I’ve been itching my hands and my heart, I can’t find anyone with whom I can fight. Can you understand this pain?”

"certainly."

The mountain chief responded simply and straightforwardly.

"I am already invincible in the world."
To be continued...