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With a bang, the whole body rushed towards his legs like waves, trampling on the ground with force. With a slight vibration, a circle of invisible sword energy ripples shook in a ring. The withered grass wherever it passed turned into ashes, clearing out a clearing of several meters of open space.

In an instant, Wei Hong turned into a light red rainbow and soared from the sky from the ground, with a trace of burning heat through the sky like a meteor, and flew towards the Qinglan ancient wood in the blink of an eye. His purpose was very simple. He grabbed the Qinglan holy fruit in front of others, and once it fell into his hands, Wei Hong firmly believed that no one could snatch it. This was his confidence in his strong strength.

"Stop him quickly." Li Yi and others quickly reacted, their expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly drew their swords and slashed out sword energy and shot them away, trying to intercept Wei Hong.

But Wei Hong's body made a bang, and the speed suddenly accelerated a lot, and suddenly it seemed like a rocket thruster was installed, causing more than a dozen sword energy that had been killed to fall.

As early as the moment Li Yi and others drew their swords and slashed out, Chu Mu's body moved and turned into a gust of wind and blew out, causing the surrounding hay to shatter and fly. He was extremely fast and chased Wei Hong with a soothing sound.

"Kill!" One of the thirteen disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect shouted softly, drew the sword and slashed out several sword energy, and killed Li Yi and others.

A flash of gold appeared, with endless sharp edges, forcing people, as if even the air was cut open, leaving behind a thin golden straight line, as if it was spreading from one side to the other.

A disciple of the Qinglan Sword Sect suddenly stopped, and the sword that stabbed seemed to solidify in the air. A look of pain suddenly appeared on his face, a hint of horror and fear in his eyes. A blood line quickly appeared on his neck, and blood sprayed out like a fountain.

A golden flash was astonishing as Xiao Qianfeng. Xiao Qianfeng, who was at the peak of the ninth sect, was even more terrifying. He just had a sword that killed a late-stage disciple of the Qinglan Sword Sect. Li Yi and others were shocked, and Yao Bifeng and others were also very shocked, not to mention the disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect.

"We two deal with him, the others join forces to hold on. When Senior Brother Wei Hong arrives, they will die." The second senior brother of Qinglan Sword Sect roared, shocked and angry. He waved his swords one after another, and rushed towards the disciples of Qingfeng Sword Sect and Qingshui Sword Sect like a storm.

In addition to Wei Hong and the one who was killed by Xiao Qianfeng, there are twelve disciples left in Qinglan, and there are seven in Qingfeng Sword Sect, besides Chu Mu, and there are six in Qingshui Sword Sect, totaling thirteen.

Most of the disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect have a late-stage nine-stage cultivation. In terms of overall strength, they are indeed better than those of the Qingfeng Sword Sect or the Qingshui Sword Sect at the same level. Now, among the twelve disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect, five have reached the peak of the ninth-stage cultivation, and the remaining seven are all in the late-stage nine-stage.

Among the Qingfeng Sword Sect, there are four nine-stage peaks, three nine-stage late stages, and among the Qingshui Sword Sect, there are only two nine-stage peaks, two nine-stage late stages and two nine-stage mid-stage mid-stage. Li Yi has not healed due to his injury, and he can only exert 70% of his strength.

In this way, the two sides fought, and the strongest Xiao Qianfeng was jointly dealt with by two nine-stage peak disciples of the Qinglan Sword Sect, and it was difficult to defeat them for a while. The two sides fought, and the stalemate was temporarily unstable.

The sword light flashed, the sword shadow flew, and the sword energy scattered. The air was constantly cut and made a sharp soaring sound. Wherever it passed, the dry grass flew and broke. It turned into grass scraps and ashes swept across the sky, and the deserted earth left scratches after scratches, spreading to the distance, crisscrossing.

The sword lights were mixed with sword lights, and the harsh sound of gold and iron continued. The sword light was dazzling. Occasionally, there were screams of blood, and the blood beads flew into the sky, extremely eye-catching.

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"Damn guy, he's so fast." Wei Hong noticed Chu Mu who was chasing quickly behind him, cursed inwardly, drew his sword and waved his hand and cut out a few sword energy, and shot at Chu Mu: "The Qinglan Holy Fruit is mine, and no one can snatch it."

Chu Mu's figure swayed like a willow branch in the wind, bypassing the graceful arc and avoiding a few sword energy. His speed increased instead of decreasing, and the distance between him and Wei Hong was closer.

His right hand finger moved gently, his eyes sharply, staring at Wei Hong's back, and all the surrounding scenery was included. He just waited for a trace of flaw to appear, and immediately set out his sword to kill the enemy with one blow.

At this time, both sides had entered the underside of the Qinglan ancient tree, close to the branches, and the invisible wall before seemed to have never appeared.

With a whoosh, Wei Hong rushed to the top of Qinglan ancient wood, and his feet trampled on the ground with force. The sword energy surging, and the ground was slightly sunk. Wei Hong rushed up like a rocket, intending to rush to the top of Qinglan ancient wood before Chu Mu and pick the Qinglan holy fruit.

You should know that the gap between the seventh grade and the sixth grade of cultivation talent is much larger than the gap between the eighth grade and the seventh grade, just like a huge gap and is difficult to cross.

Chu Mu also quickly rushed to the ancient Qinglan tree, gently tapped the ground, and his body soared up, catching up quickly as if riding the wind.

Suddenly, Chu Mu's heart moved, his hair stood up all over his body, his spirit almost exploded, and a strong sense of crisis hit the whole body like a bomb, making him numb. Without any hesitation, in an instant, Chu Mu drew his sword, and a clanging sound rang out. With the dazzling sword light, a sword slashed at the trunk next to him with clever strength, and flew out to the side with the help of the whole person.

Almost instantly, a dark green full of sour smell shot towards him like an arrow. The extremely strong sour smell changed Chu Mu's face. He knew that there was amazing toxicity in it, as if even the space was corroded, leaving a clear trajectory, shooting towards the ground through Chu Mu's previous position.

With a puff, the dark green hit the dry ground, and suddenly made a hissing and harsh sound. Chu Mu landed on a tree trunk. He looked back subconsciously and his pupils trembled sharply. He saw strange light green smoke constantly erupting from the ground, curling upwards, and the ground quickly sank, as if Mars fell on a bubble and melted quickly.

While Chu Mu was inexplicably attacked, Wei Hong was also attacked. A brown figure with the same color as the tree trunk was shot at Wei Hong like light and lightning. Wei Hong only smelled a strong smell coming to his face, and he could not see clearly what the other party was, and had already rushed in front of him.

Subconsciously raised his hand, the sword light flashed, blocking it in front of him, and with a clang, the pseudo-sword weapon bent slightly inward. A huge force hit him, and Wei Hong's face turned sharply and his palms became painful. His palms were almost torn apart, and the sword in his hand almost couldn't hold it and flew out. His body flew backwards under the impact of this force, hitting a tree trunk.

With his left hand pressed back, he rushed up and landed on a tree trunk. His whole body was filled with blood and blood, and his face was a little abnormal red. His eyes were full of shock.

"Hiss..." A strange scream that made the scalp numb and silent in an instant. The air was filled with trembling factors. Chu Mu and Wei Hong both felt a chill surging on their backs, and their bodies trembled involuntarily, and they had goose bumps.

They narrowed their eyes slightly, and a sharp light spiral in their pupils circling. They looked at the place where the sound came. At first glance, they found nothing, but when they looked closer, they immediately saw a python.

I saw a python about the thickness of a normal person's calf. It was entrenched on a tree trunk and motionless. Because the color of the body was exactly the same as the color of the tree trunk, when it was still, it would make people feel illusioned and mistakenly thought it was a piece of the trunk, so they would not be vigilant at all. In this way, they would be attacked successfully.

After careful observation of Chu Mu and Wei Hong, this python found a small brown horn on its forehead. But it was dimmer than the color of the skin. The whole body seemed to be about two meters long. Although Chu Mu and Wei Hong dodged the sneak attack just now, it made them feel extremely alert. It was too fast. The speed of the python was really too fast.

Chu Mu and Wei Hong were motionless, and even their breathing became extremely slow and long, for fear of making a little movement. It was not a good thing to cause the attack of this python.

The sound of fighting in the distance seemed to become very far away, as if it was separated from them in a different world.

"When Elder Luo and others explained, they did not mention this kind of python..." Chu Mu said secretly, not knowing what kind of python this python was. Because its breath was restrained and unsatisfied, it was impossible to know the strength of this python. The most important thing is that on this ancient Qinglan tree, is it just a python like this, or is there a second and third one?

If there are many, that is the most terrifying thing.

Thinking of this, Chu Mu's eyes gathered and slowly glanced at other places beside him. The sword energy in his body slowly flowed, his muscles were tight, and his strength was integrated. He could explode instantly, counterattack or dodge at any time.

At this moment, Wei Hong slowly took off the bag behind him, poured his sword energy and threw it towards Chu Mu. As the strong wind whistled, Chu Mu's spirit seemed to explode, and a sense of crisis arose, and a brown figure flashed, and the python quickly shot towards the bag.

Without any hesitation, Chu Mu immediately fell down and quickly fell to the ground, and hurriedly left the range of Qinglan ancient wood. The bag was bitten by the python and dozens of spiritual medicines were sprinkled. Wei Hong seized this opportunity, raised his sword energy and rushed upwards, still trying to pick the Qinglan holy fruit first.

The python roared as if it was irritated, twisted its body strangely, pierced through the sky like a whizzing arrow, and shot towards Wei Hong, with a speed that was a few points faster than Wei Hong.

Wei Hong's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly slashed out several sword energy, slashing the python one by one, making a puff sound that broke, but the python was not damaged at all and its speed did not slow down. He also opened his mouth and sprayed out a dark green liquid full of sour smell, shooting at Wei Hong like an arrow.

Wei Hong gritted his teeth and kicked hard on the trunk of the tree. With a whoosh, he rushed out and rushed out of the ancient Qinglan tree in the blink of an eye, and quickly went down with the help of the branches. The python behind him chased after him like lightning, which made Wei Hong's scalp numb, and he had to shook his hands and cut out the dense sword energy like a storm, bombarding the body of the python, which finally reduced the speed of the python slightly.

He ran away with his death and shot away at an astonishing speed. When he rushed out of the cover of Qinglan ancient wood, he saw a brown figure turning in the air and shooting towards Qinglan ancient wood and disappearing.

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