"We are now in a stage of indecision. We have held several meetings, but we still don't have a final plan."
Jiang Xuzi's words were full of contempt for Hu Weiran. Such a supreme sect leader in the Yuheng Sect was also unlucky. He did not make decisions when faced with problems, only coveted immediate interests, and ruined the sect's last glimmer of hope.
Compared with Haiwei from Taiyi Sect, he is a waste.
"We are heading to Yuheng Sect now, lest things change later."
Qingpao Immortal led everyone in Wuliang Holy Land to fly towards Yuheng Sect.
Since he can't be a good dog, it's better to get rid of him as soon as possible.
They were originally on the must-kill list, but now the time has just been moved forward.
The Yuheng Sect has become a mess, and some smart people have sensed the crisis. They plan to learn from their old enemy Taiyi Sect, break it into pieces, and hide in the vast land of the Eastern Region, leaving the Infinite Holy Land without its target.
However, Hu Weiran was reluctant to part with the Yu Heng Sect's belongings, and he was hesitant. In the process of constantly changing plans and arguing, they ushered in the Infinite Holy Land.
At this point, Hu Weiran could only bite the bullet and go forward, but he did not dare to get too close to Qingpao Xian and others. He was obviously ready to run away at any time.
His funny performance couldn't help but amuse everyone in Wuliang Holy Land. The Qingpao Immortal even secretly sighed in his heart, "It would be great if the descendants of Tiangong were so stupid!"
"I wonder what you would like to give me when you come to the Yuheng Sect?"
"The Yuheng Sect secretly colluded with the Taiyi Sect and violated the orders of the Holy Land. They should be punished!"
Jiang Xuzi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and announced the Yu Heng Sect's crimes first.
"Sir, our Yuheng Sect cooperates with the actions of the Holy Land and has absolutely no two intentions."
Seeing the opponent's lineup, Hu Weiran also knew that things couldn't go well today, but he still took chances and made his last effort.
"In these days, has there ever been an important figure from the Taiyi Sect captured?"
Qingpao Xian's words left the other party speechless.
Seeing Hu Weiran's dejected look, Jiang Xuzi held the sword in both hands and instantly slashed out countless sword lights. Half of the sky was filled with yellow sword shadows, attacking his opponent like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
Although Hu Weiran was complaining in his heart, his movements were not slow at all, and he took out his exclusive weapon "Qingtian Palm".
The Qingtian Palm is more than ten feet long, like a long stick, but there is a fully open palm at the end.
This is the first time even the well-informed Qingpao Immortal has seen such a weapon.
"Junior brother, be careful. There are many advantages to using such a strange weapon. Be careful about the weirdness of his weapons."
After receiving the message from the Qingpao Immortal, Jiang Xuzi also cheered up.
Although he looked down upon the other party, he was right to listen to his senior brother.
Jiang Xuzi's attacks came in waves, making the opponent busy parrying and unable to fight back.
At the same time, Yue Xuzi led others into the Yuheng Sect.
Feng Xuzi was outside to provide support to prevent any fish from slipping through the net.
The green-robed immortal stood in mid-air, personally holding the battle for Jiang Xuzi.
After receiving a fierce attack from Jiang Xuzi, Hu Weiran began to counterattack while his moves were getting old.
He waved his Sky Palm like a windmill, and his attacks were as dense as raindrops.
The battle between the two Martial God warriors changed the local sky. Since their Qi was both yellow, the two yellow hurricanes in the sky kept colliding, forming black cracks. Even if the Martial Saint warrior touched them, they would definitely die. .
As the battle progressed, the uniqueness of Hu Weiran's weapons also came into play.
When the distance is close, the fingers of Qingtian Palm will never leave the opponent's vital acupoints.
When he was a little further away, the Qingtian Palm was held in his hand, as if it had turned into a long stick, and he was also extremely skilled in sweeping, slashing and other moves.
Due to his lack of understanding of its weapons, Jiang Xuzi was thrown into confusion by the opponent.
This situation was difficult for him to accept, especially when it came to Hu Weiran, whom he despised at all.
Just when he was about to act fiercely, trying to regain his disadvantage even though he was slightly injured, his opponent's attack became even more powerful, as if he had read through his mind.
He could hardly breathe under the pressure of a mountain of stick shadows. Just when Jiang Xuzi was struggling to resist and concentrated on defense, Hu Weiran took the opportunity to escape from the battlefield, turned around and ran away into the distance, completely ignoring his disciples and grandsons below.
Jiang Xuzi's nose was so angry that his opponent was so shameless that he flew after him without hesitation.
Seeing that he was about to catch up with the opponent, Jiang Xuzi was about to slash at his back with his knife, but he didn't expect that the thumb of Qingtian Palm had already flown in front of his eyes.
There was a "bang" and turned into countless silver needles and shot towards his face. Jiang Xuzi's face, which was originally calm, showed a look of panic.
It turned out that these silver needles were able to penetrate his body-protecting Qi. Just as he was about to die, a thin blood-colored Qi enveloped him.
All the silver needles made a "sizzling" sound when they touched the blood-colored Qi, and turned into clouds and smoke that filled the sky.
When Hu Weiran saw this scene in the distance, his face changed with fright, and his escape speed became faster.
A crescent-shaped sword light rose from the back of the green-robed immortal, and he quickly caught up with the opponent who was running for his life.
Feeling the sword energy seeping into his body, Hu Weiran had no choice but to raise his palm to receive the blow from his opponent.
After a shocking loud noise, his whole body was blown away, and he began to vomit blood.
Hu Weiran looked at the Qingpao Immortal in horror. As expected, "a person's name is like a tree's shadow". They are both martial gods and warriors, but he couldn't take the opponent's casual blow. There is no way to compare the two people's combat power.
Facing the Qingpao Immortal, he had no power to fight back.
Now at the critical moment of life and death, Hu Weiran finally showed his courage as a sect leader. He turned his sky palm and aimed it at Jiang Xuzi.
Under the urging of Zhenqi, the remaining fingers of Qingtian Palm and half of the palm flew towards it.
"Old man, you are so presumptuous!"
The green-robed immortal let out a rare roar, and took out his weapon, a blood-colored scimitar as thin as paper. The sword exudes a strong murderous aura, which is intimidating and feels like falling into an ice cave.
The Qingpao Immortal swung out an unknown number of swords in an instant. He struck out first and cut down all the palms that were attacking Jiang Xuzi.
Jiang Xuzi stood in mid-air with a red face, partly because of fright, but mostly because of shame.
The Martial God Elder of his own majestic Infinite Holy Land was treated as a soft persimmon by others.
"You're obviously fighting with my senior brother, but you're trying to drag me along."
He has faced danger twice today. Fortunately, there are only three of them here. If not, if this matter spreads, it will definitely cause devastating damage to his reputation.
At this time, Hu Weiran was holding the "long stick" in his hand and looking at the Qingpao Immortal absently, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Too strong! Are there any warriors in this world who can defeat him?"
Seeing that Jiang Xuzi was out of danger, the Qingpao Immortal breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his usual calm demeanor.
"Junior brother, don't underestimate any enemy, especially if they are both martial gods and warriors like you."
"Brother, I know I was wrong."
Jiang Xuzi understood that this was the Qingpao Immortal trying to remind him, so he bowed his head and accepted the instruction.
"The rest is up to you, don't let me down again."
"Thank you, senior brother!"
Hearing that Qingpao Xian asked him to have a final battle with Hu Weiran, Jiang Xuzi immediately regained his luster.
"Qingtian Palm" now only has a long pole left, and Hu Weiran is like a toothless tiger.
Jiang Xuzi changed his impetuous state and looked at the opponent calmly. The sword in his hand was slightly raised, and his breath had completely locked the opponent.
Seeing his state, Hu Weiran couldn't help but secretly complain. He didn't expect that after experiencing a major setback, his opponent's mentality had been sublimated.
"Jiang Xuzi, I admit that I am no match for the Qingpao Immortal, but it is easy to kill you. It's just that your senior brother is like a parent taking care of a child. When you can't hold on any longer, it's time for him to help."
"This is my advantage, you can't be jealous."
Jiang Xuzi understood that this was his opponent's intention to undermine his confidence, and was not moved at all. Instead, he fought back against Hu Weiran.
Seeing his performance, the Qingpao Immortal couldn't help but nodded and smiled happily.
Jiang Xuzi's strength was actually not weaker than his opponent's, but he was only taken advantage of by Hu Weiran because he underestimated the enemy too much and was disturbed by the opponent's weird weapons.
As long as he can stabilize his mentality, he should be able to defeat the opponent.
I originally thought of destroying the opponent's confidence, but I didn't expect that the opponent would not be moved at all and did not reveal any flaws.
There was also a green-robed immortal watching him with eager eyes. Hu Weiran knew that the probability of him getting away today was very low.
Since you can't run away, try your best.
A trapped beast still fights, let alone the leader of a sect.
Qingpao Xian also noticed the change in his state, but did not intervene. At this time, Hu Weiran was a good whetstone, allowing Jiang Xuzi's sharp blade to shine with its due glory.
Different from the stormy attack in the first encounter, Jiang Xuzi no longer had the idea of quickly solving the opponent. He now used a three-point offensive and a seven-point defense to deplete the opponent's vitality to the greatest extent.
His fighting style completely messed up Hu Weiran's plan. He originally planned to use the method of exchanging injuries for injuries to drag Jiang Xuzi to be buried with him as much as possible.
But now the opponent rarely attacks, and the defense is airtight, giving him no chance at all.
There were several times when he deliberately exposed his flaws in an attempt to trick the opponent, but Jiang Xuzi remained unmoved. Instead, he made the defensive "fence" even stronger. It was now impossible for him to escape.
As the two of them fought longer, Hu Weiran became more and more anxious.
At this time, Jiang Xuzi suddenly exerted his strength and began to attack more and more. Seeing this, Hu Weiran couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
Completely ignoring the opponent's knife on his shoulder, the long pole stabbed into the opponent's chest like a poisonous snake emerging from its hole, in a completely desperate posture.
Jiang Xuzi now had the advantage, how could he exchange lives with the opponent? He changed his moves midway and blocked the sword in front of his chest, neutralizing the opponent's attack.
And he followed the opponent's long pole and slashed towards the opponent's hands.
