Others are still struggling, but I am just slacking off.

Chapter 217 Full Firepower

When Qian Yushui and others arrived, the battle had just begun.

"Fortunately, we still made it in time. We didn't have to hold back."

A group of people appeared above the battle.

Yang Hui and Zhuoran each chose a Mahayana stage perfection.

The three elders fought against three late Mahayana masters.

Qian Yushui and Qian Yuting challenged ten mid-stage Mahayana masters.

Others fought against the early Mahayana stage.

[Here they come, here they come, they are back, our Hualing Sect is saved.]

[Charge! Protect the Hualing Sect until death]

[Kill them and defend Hualing Sect]

The two sides engaged in a thrilling battle. Before the aftermath of Yixing Sect's wave of offensives had ended, the attacks of Yin Yang Palace came like a hurricane, and Hualing Sect tried its best to block them.

When Qian Yuxiao and others arrived, they saw the corpses lying at their feet and felt sad.

The fellow disciple on the left had blood on his chest, but he still held the sword and continued to fight. The fellow disciple on the right lost his right hand, but used his unskilled left hand to stab the people from the Yin-Yang Palace. The fellow disciple in front had bloodshot eyes, roared loudly, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he was still fighting with the enemy.

Seeing this, Qian Yuxiao and his companions joined the battle, releasing their skills and firing at full power.

The aerial battle was colorful, and life was like fireworks, constantly dissipating in the air.

"Thousands of Miles Frozen"

"Thunder"

"A sky full of arrows"

"Xuanwu's True Body"

The Mahayana battle officially began, and the disciples of the three sects directly withdrew from the battlefield.

In a high-level battle, a random strike is enough to kill all the disciples.

[Ancestor Qian, can you defeat them in a one-on-five situation?]

[Isn’t this nonsense? For one Mahayana stage to be perfect, for five Mahayana stages to be intermediate, isn’t this a piece of cake?]

[The battle of the Mahayana stage cannot be completed in a short period of time]

[The peak master and the elders have returned from their travels, their strength greatly increased]

[Of course, don’t even look at who they are hanging out with]

[Focus on watching the battle, maybe you will gain a lot]

Qian Yushui fought for a round, and then retreated to the position they were just in. She looked around at the people who surrounded her, three from Yin Yang Palace and two from Yi Xing Sect.

Lao Liu and others from Yin Yang Palace were not among them, which made her feel a little relieved.

But Lao Liu and the others didn’t come, so where did they go?

Don’t worry about it for now, let’s deal with this group of people first.

She looked at the five people in front of her. The battle was urgent and they had to give it their all.

"space bound"

One person was tied up.

"Sword that Cuts the Sky"

A sword with the golden law slashed to the left, and before the people from Yin Yang Palace could react, the man was split into two halves.

[Ancestor Qian is too powerful. He defeated a mid-stage Mahayana cultivator with just one move.]

[Only the Qian Patriarch is powerful in the Hualing Sect]

[She is the God I will always worship]

The other three reacted and took action quickly.

If you don't take action now, you will be the next one to die.

“Riding the Wind and Waves”

"Ice and Snow"

"Everything is destroyed"

Qian Yushui saw the three people launching a devastating attack towards her.

She turned and looked at Qian Yuting.

Qian Yuting felt her gaze, looked back, understood the meaning in her eyes, and nodded slightly to her.

Quickly distance yourself from your opponent.

"Space Transfer"

Qian Yushui transferred the attacks of the three people to Qian Yuting's battlefield.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Blood splatters everywhere!

Qian Yushui took advantage of the opponent looking at Qian Yuting's battlefield and directly used the "Burning Heaven Art" on Yixingzong's people.

The people of Yixing Sect noticed her movements and took immediate defensive measures.

pity!

Useless!

A charred corpse fell from the sky.

[Ah! This move by Qian Zuzong is really amazing]

[Yes, yes, yes! Kill three at once]

[When will killing a Mahayana person become as easy as killing a chicken?]

[Killing a chicken may be more difficult for Qianzuzong]

"Ha! Interesting!" The "Immortal" looked at the overall situation, found something interesting, and looked at Qian Yushui with contempt.

Qian Yushui ignored the discussions below.

While you are sick, I will kill you.

She directly crushed the people in Yin Yang Palace who were bound by space.

Look at the two people opposite.

"You! Don't come here!"

Yi Xingzong, who was in the middle stage of Mahayana, couldn’t stop trembling at the corners of his mouth and his eyes were full of fear.

The hand holding the dagger of the middle stage of the Yin-Yang Palace was shaking: "Devil, you are a devil!"

Qian Yushui chuckled and was too lazy to talk nonsense.

Being called a devil by the killer, shouldn't she praise herself for being decisive in killing?

The middle stage Mahayana of Yin Yang Palace was at a loss, and then murmured to himself: "You...he forced me to do it. If I hadn't come to Hualing Sect, I would have died long ago. If I came here, at least I would have a chance to live. If it were you, what would you choose?"

“Yes, we didn’t want to do that either. He was too strong, and we were forced to…” Before Yi Xingzong, who was in the middle stage of Mahayana, could finish his words, his head and body were separated.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Don't kill me, don't kill me."

The middle-stage Mahayana master of Yin-Yang Palace went completely crazy after seeing the fate of his temporary teammates.

The "immortal" sneered disdainfully and waved his hand lightly.

The crazy talk suddenly stopped.

Qian Yushui's battle is over, but the duels of others are still going on.

He appears calm on the surface, but is secretly on guard against the so-called "immortal".

Whenever someone from a sect is unable to defeat the enemy, they will lend a helping hand, causing the opponent to fail.

The "immortal" watched coldly as his so-called "teammates" disappeared one by one.

Until the high-level combat power, he was the only one left.

[In this battle, no one else is scary, the one I'm most afraid of is him]

[Cold, ruthless, high combat power, less than 10% chance of winning]

[How do you know the odds of winning?]

[No need to look, this odds are the highest I expect of my own people]

[We can't escape the fate of death in the end]

Qian Yushui didn't look back, and said coldly: "You go down first, I'll take care of this."

Qian Yuxiao and others did not hesitate.

But in an instant, only Qian Yushui, Qian Yuting, Yang Hui, Qiao Xinxin, Zhuoran and Shi Xin were left.

Yang Hui raised his lips and said, "Junior sister, there is no need to say more. We are all in the perfect stage of Mahayana now, so we can take a beating."

"That's right, there is no joy in life, and no fear in death. I have no regrets in my heart." A smile appeared on Qiao Xinxin's lips.

When the iceberg beauty smiles, the snow lotus flowers bloom instantly, filling the air with fragrance and dazzling brilliance.

"Protect you," Zhuoran curled the corners of his mouth slightly, his tone rising slightly.

Shi Xin raised his eyes and looked towards the "immortal" not far away. A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to normal.

Qian Yuting didn't say much, but just stood firmly to the left of his sister, providing invisible protection.

The "immortal" looked at the ants struggling to death in front of him and sneered, "It was you who ruined the Immortal Lord's plan. You are very courageous. You are not afraid of death? It really makes people look at you with new eyes."

He deliberately stretched out his voice, and his tone was extremely narrow.

Anyone could tell that this was not admiration, but rather sarcasm.

"Who is your immortal master? What are his plans?" Yang Hui raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at the "immortal" opposite.

"Oh, are you worthy enough?", the "immortal" said with a disdainful tone and contemptuous eyes.

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, Yang Hui couldn't help but laugh: "It doesn't matter if it's not worthy or not. The so-called plan is still dead in the womb, and there is no chance of implementation."

"Don't want to live?" The "Immortal" was slightly angry.

"Who wouldn't want to live?" Yang Hui raised his lips, his tone full of murderous intent: "You? A lowly immortal slave? Or a running dog of the Murong family?"