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

Chapter 160: Desperate Strength

Looking at Li Jingchuan's injuries that were healing quickly, Chang Qing thought to himself, "Oh no!" He had completely overlooked the recovery ability of a cultivator in the Yundan realm.

Changqing didn't hesitate too much and took advantage of his illness to kill him!

The black sword glowed with colorful light again, and he released all his cultivation. Blood and spiritual power flowed through his meridians, and his spiritual awareness was greatly opened.

Changqing activated the Fuyao Jue and quickly approached Li Jingchuan. Jiaocang was not to be outdone and continued to harass him at extreme speed.

Li Jingchuan had already suffered a loss once when Changqing exposed his strength, so he dared not underestimate or be arrogant again. He dodged in the air to avoid Changqing's sword energy and magic spells.

The sky above the palace was constantly flashing with lights of various spells, but as time went on, his various attacks could not even break the opponent's protective aura, and the opponent's injuries had already been healed, and the situation became increasingly bad.

When Chang Qing swung out another sword energy, this time there was no protective spiritual energy to resist, and Li Jingchuan actually crushed the sword energy with his bare hands.

Li Jingchuan looked at Changqing with interest and said:

"You are really good at hiding your abilities, kid. If I'm not mistaken, you are the strongest one among the Yuling Sect's team."

Changqing and Jiaocang did not stop and continued to look for opportunities to attack.

Li Jingchuan seemed like an outsider, with his left hand behind his back, easily dissolving the continuous attacks from Changqing and Jiaocang with one hand. How to say it, if it weren't for the bloody evil aura emanating from his body, just from these few attacks, one could see the style of Li Jingchuan when he was young.

After a few more breaths, it seemed that he had had enough fun. The evil energy in Li Jingchuan's body surged, and transformed into blurry ghost shadows, which roared and killed the two with sharp ghost claws.

The black shadow's strength was at the Kaidan realm. Changqing kept dodging and leaned over to fly into the building of the imperial palace, looking for an opportunity to throw out a few smoke bombs. Then he took advantage of the black shadow's disorientation to find a flaw and killed it.

Jiao Cang was relatively relaxed and eliminated the ghost. However, both of them looked solemn, as their spiritual and demonic powers had been almost exhausted after two battles.

"Retreat?" The culprit of this incident has not been brought to justice yet. Changqing felt a little unwilling, but also a little helpless.

"As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Jiaocang, you take Jie Xinyu and the princess and retreat first. I will cover your rear." Changqing transmitted a message to Jiaocang.

Jiaocang wanted to go behind him, but was rejected by Changqing. After all, Jiaocang was very fast and had a great chance of escaping.

Jiao Cang nodded, turned around instantly, picked up the two people who were pinned below, put them on his back, and flew away.

"Can you run away?" Li Jingchuan sneered.

Li Jingchuan flipped his hand, and the entire palace was suddenly covered and blocked by a blood-red formation.

Seeing that the retreat was blocked, Chang Qing sighed helplessly, looked at Jiao Cang who had put the two people down and came to his side and said: "We two brothers really have to fight to the death."

Chang Qing turned around and looked at Xie Xinyu who was not far away and said, "Junior Sister Xinyu, I'm sorry that I couldn't get you out alive."

Although Xie Xinyu's whole body was sealed, tears flashed in her eyes. She knew that the two of them could not deal with Li Jingchuan, and it was time to fight to the death.

Changqing took out two bottles of concentrated Green Bull, and he and Jiaocang each drank one.

"The Secret of Accepting Life!" Chang Qing shouted softly, and the spiritual power and blood in his body began to blend, and his colorful long hair began to show a hint of silver.

"Oh? You know you can't run away, so you're going to make a last-ditch effort?" A hint of anticipation appeared on Li Jingchuan's lips.

The green bull spread out in the body, bringing extreme mental cohesion while also restoring a lot of spiritual power.

Jiaocang and Changqing looked at each other, and at the same time, they cast spells and approached Li Jingchuan.

Changqing's sword energy was strengthened again, with a larger range and stronger force.

The almost completely white sword energy illuminated the night sky and struck towards Li Jingchuan.

Jiao Cang pushed his demon king form to the extreme, and the moonlight was actually absorbed by Jiao Cang, making the light and shadow of the demon king form more condensed.

Li Jingchuan dispersed the sword swung by Changqing, his face became more solemn, and he also felt the increase in Changqing's strength.

He turned around and dispersed the attack condensed by the Demon King Jiao Cang.

Finally, he put away the contempt in his eyes and began to take it seriously. However, all this seemed to be just a little more serious to Li Jingchuan. There was a constant flash of cunning and ferocity in his eyes, and it seemed that his patience had run out.

Chang Qing gripped the sword tightly, and the sword body flashed with cold light.

Jiao Cang's original appearance could no longer be seen. His entire body was wrapped in a solid shadow of a giant wolf, adding a bit of mystery to him.

The two men stood side by side, facing the evil cultivator, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

Li Jingchuan laughed wildly and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a sinister laughter echoing in the air.

Changqing and Jiaocang immediately became alert, they knew that this evil cultivator had finally begun to exert his real strength, and they used all their spiritual consciousness to try to find any clues.

But even with such careful response, there was still not much effect.

A black shadow attacked from behind Changqing at some point in time. He reacted quickly, swung his sword, and split the black shadow in half.

However, this was just a feint by Li Jingchuan, a black shadow condensed by magic.

The real attack came from Jiao Cang's direction. Although Jiao Cang reacted quickly, he was still a step too late.

"Blood Soul Palm!"

Following Li Jingchuan's loud shout.

The red palm print with a bloody smell was imprinted on Jiaocang's body.

Li Jingchuan hit the target with one strike, and Jiaocang, the whole wolf, flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, collapsing several houses and raising a large cloud of dust, while Jiaocang became motionless.

And Li Jingchuan disappeared again at some point.

Chang Qing became very anxious when he saw this. He knew Jiao Cang was seriously injured, but he also knew that he must not be distracted at this moment.

He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, calmed himself down, and searched for traces of Li Jingchuan, preparing for the next attack.

When Li Jingchuan appeared, he was already in front of Changqing.

He raised his hand and swung it, and a giant palm formed by blood-black gas slapped towards Changqing.

Changqing reacted very quickly. He turned his wrist and released the sword energy that had been accumulated in the sword for a long time from bottom to top. A huge semicircular sword energy was cut out, and the bright moon in the sky seemed to be dimmed at this moment.

Realizing the terrifying power of this sword move, Li Jingchuan did not dare to resist it head-on. He disappeared again to avoid the sharp edge of the sword move.

Li Jingchuan was indeed a man of rich combat experience. He knew that the few breaths after he drew his sword were the time when Changqing would lose strength. Li Jingchuan appeared behind Changqing, and with him also appeared a black palm filled with evil energy.

Chang Qing also understood Li Jingchuan's plan instantly, and thought to himself that this old man had a very accurate grasp of the timing.

He turned around with great effort and saw a black palm print coming towards him, very close.

The speed of the black palm was much faster than he had imagined, and Changqing could only barely block the black sword in front of him.

"Gao"

A sharp shattering sound was heard, as Changqing looked at him in disbelief.

His own mid-grade magic sword broke in the middle, and the blade fragments flew out in all directions, leaving many bloody marks on Changqing's face.

While Changqing was still in a daze, Li Jingchuan suddenly appeared in front of Changqing, and the Blood Soul Palm with a black and red aura was pressed towards Changqing's defenseless chest.