Looking at the three elders' side, the situation is even more precarious.

The man in black held a pair of splitting thorns in his hand, and was attacking the three elders in the air.

Don't underestimate this spiritual artifact, as the saying goes: "An inch long, an inch strong." One inch short, one inch dangerous, this man in black dared to use such a short spiritual weapon as a weapon like the Water Splitting Thorn, and he must have quite a deep attainment in hand-to-hand combat.

Sure enough, the water-splitting thorns made of the cold light Lingling's mammoth ivory were as flexible as fingers in the hands of the man in black, and they struck from various angles unexpectedly like a poisonous snake.

The three elders, whose strength was lower than that of the man in black, were confused by the man's fancy style of play for a while. In just a few rounds, a pair of water-splitting thorns have been scratched on his body.

The man in black seemed to be a woman, with a coquettish voice, he bullied in, and stabbed the third elder Gao Xu's right eye with his right hand.

The three elders hurriedly picked up the golden mace in their hands, wanting to block the spikes of the man in black, but unfortunately, the other party's move was just a false move, the arm of the man in black was closed, his body rotated 360 degrees, and the whole person had squeezed into the arms of the three elders, his left arm was bent, and the left hand was hidden on the outside of his arm, and with the huge inertia of his body rotation, he stabbed the left abdomen of the three elders.

The three elders have always been good at fighting with force, and the spiritual weapon in their hands is also a bulky gold weapon weighing more than five hundred catties, and now, the flexible and close-quartered fighting style of the man in black makes the three elders unable to guard against it.

In the crisis, the three elders had no choice but to hug the man in black fiercely, trying to control the body of the man in black with strong physical strength to relieve the danger of being stabbed in the abdomen.

I didn't expect that the place where I started was a soft mass, and the three elders who were confused didn't know what was in their palms, they only felt that the hand felt excellent, and they couldn't help but pinch it hard, and the man in black "sighed", and the comfort that she had never had in her decades of career made her feet soft, almost unable to stand, and fell softly in the arms of the three elders.

The three elders reacted at this time, what was the object in their hands, and they were so frightened that they quickly let go, and their bodies showed off, and they were already far away from the man in black.

The man in black looked around in embarrassment, and in the thick smoke, his companions were focused on their own battles, and no one paid attention to the subtleties here, and his heart was relieved.

With a round glare, a little under his feet, he attacked the three elders again.

The sound of killing was everywhere, and the man in black behind finally attacked in a big way!

Nearly half a hundred black-clothed men staggered Ye Tian and the three of them and rushed towards the cylinder formation formed by the Seven Elders. In the shadow of the sword and sword, it has already been a battle.

The Seven Elders steadily occupied the position of the eye of the formation, and while dancing the compass in their hands through the wind and rain, they commanded the people of the sect to change their positions, trying their best to maintain the large formation from being broken by the enemy.

However, there are too many enemies, and they are all strong people above the late stage of the Quenching Realm, and after a rush, the cylinder array will be in danger.

At this time, Lu Fengwu was also in danger, the two black-clothed people besieging her became more and more tacit, one was responsible for feints, the other was secretly killing the killer, and one was negligent, Lu Fengwu's right arm was stabbed by the sneak attack of the black-clothed man's dark sword, and blood gushed out. Lu Fengwu was not in a hurry, his toes touched the ground, and he quickly retreated, not giving the man in black a chance to twist the sword body in the wound, otherwise, the wound on his right arm would expand many times, and the blood would be even more difficult to stop.

Although Ye Tian is also in danger now, when he saw it, Lu Fengwu was injured, and he was very anxious.

At the same time, the short black-clothed man besieging him took advantage of Ye Tian's confusion to dance the Oriental knife for a month and a half, and the blade of the knife brought a large bright white cold light, slashing towards Ye Tian head-on.

The blade roared, and Ye Tian's long hair was scattered in this fierce knife wind. Ye Tianya bit it, turned his head to dodge the fatal blow, leaned forward, and tried his body to get closer to the man in black, hoping to reduce the force of the man's fierce killing blow to a minimum.

"Whew".

A sound of a blade entering the flesh sounded, and the narrow blade of the Oriental Sword had already sunk into Ye Tian's shoulder, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Ye Tianzhihai was furious, Yuan Li frantically converged towards the wound, the muscle tissue was quickly squeezed and tightened, and he tried to clamp the blade, preventing the Oriental Knife from continuing to cut off his shoulder. Forcibly enduring the tearing pain on his shoulder, Ye Tian continued to move forward, and "asked" in his hand Because it was too long and not conducive to close attack, it had been included in Ye Tian's storage ring, and with a flip of his wrist, the rabbit bone spirit thorn was clenched in his hand, and he stabbed the short man in black in the abdomen with a burst of stabs, and in a few breaths, he actually stabbed the short man in black's sea of consciousness into a mess, and the condensed yuan power gushed out with the blood, and he saw that he was no longer alive.

Taking advantage of the moment when Ye Tian was entangled with the short man in black, and regardless of whether the short man in black was dead or alive now, he used the knife as a sword and stabbed through the back of the short man in black, and the swift blade passed through the body of the short man in black, and the knife momentum did not stop, and it was inserted into Ye Tian's chest, and he actually used his companion's body to send a shocking blow to Ye Tian.

At this time, Ye Tian's right rabbit bone spirit spur was still inserted in the sea of consciousness of the short man in black who was clinging closely, and he felt the knife attack, but it was unavoidable.

At the last moment, Ye Tian's body was running wildly, forcibly moving his heart sideways for half a minute, and the swift and incomparable knife momentum passed through his chest.

Ye Tian snorted, regardless of the blood in his body spurting out, relying on his own hegemonic physique, he gritted his teeth with all his strength, and squeezed his body forward strongly, squeezing the body of the short man in black to the handle of the tall man in black, jamming the right hand of the tall man in black, while pulling out the rabbit bone spirit thorn, and poking the neck of the tall man in black with his backhand.

The tall man in black was congratulating himself on the success of the blow, but he never expected that Ye Tian would actually ignore the death threat of the blade piercing his chest, seize the fleeting opportunity, and quickly launch a counterattack with the spirit thorn in his hand.

The milky white, jade-like spirit thorn was inserted into the neck of the tall man in black, and the blood stained the yellow sky.

The tall man in black kept his mouth wide open until death, his stunned expression, and the expression on his face was even more intertwined with shock, confusion and helplessness, which was extremely complicated.

The two late-stage masters of the "Ning Shen Realm" on their side besieged and killed a scum who had just entered the primary stage of the "Ning Shen Realm", and the whole army was wiped out, and the hearts of the people in black were full of unwillingness.

This is like a waste who usually seems to you to be like a pug, and one day suddenly becomes your boss, and gives you a slap in the face and tells you to get out, and you really can't do anything about him now, the deep helplessness and unwillingness that rises in your heart.

Ye Tian couldn't help but gasp twice, and was about to go to help Lu Fengwu against the enemy, but he didn't expect this stubborn woman to shout: "Help them first!" The sword momentum soared, and Ye Tian was not given a chance to participate in the battle at all.

Ye Tian's blood-red eyes swept away, and the three elders were also in danger under the attack of the man in black, and the other party's pair of water splitting thorns were unpredictable, like dancing a beautiful dance, and kept greeting the vital points around the three elders. However, watching the three elders scrambling to dodge, the black-clothed man's attack was every time it was a fraction of a second. The two fought for a long time, and the three elders' clothes were ragged by the water thorns, but there were no more scars at all!

Ye Tian glanced at it twice, and there was already a clue in his heart, he shook his head, and focused his attention on the others. At this time, the cylinder formation of the people of the sect was crumbling by the crazy attack of the man in black.

The man in black was anxious when he saw that he couldn't attack for a long time.

After a quick and urgent code speech from the leader, the formation of the black-clothed crowd changed, and they no longer blindly attacked hard.

A team of black-clothed people found the people of the sect one by one, and attacked one-on-one, and the rest of the people rose into the air and besieged Yang Shu who was carrying Fan Ren on his back in the formation.

In this way, the one-on-one cultivation of the sect itself is quite inferior to that of the people in black, and they have to take care of Yangshu, who was besieged by the black-clothed crowd in the sky, and the cylindrical formation collapsed in an instant, and from time to time there were casualties among the disciples of the sect.

The disciples of the sect were also red-eyed, and they didn't give an inch, and they swore to pull the two black-clothed people on their backs. Blood was flying in the air, no matter who we were, it was all so bright red and dazzling.

Yang Shu, who was surrounded by the man in black, was infinitely magnified in an instant. In the hurry, there were already seven or eight scars on his body. If it weren't for the man in black trying to snatch Fan Ren alive, Yang Shu would probably be a dead man by now.

Seeing this situation, Ye Tian hurriedly took a deep breath, quickly snorted the magic trick in his mouth, pinched the magic trick with his fingers, and the place where Ye Tian was standing turned into nothingness, and when he reappeared, he was already beside Yang Shu. The "Heavenly Emperor Wind and Thunder Fist" in both hands was frequently issued, and now, the Yuan Force condensed by Ye Tian reached a fist from the vast Zhihai Jing Arm to a fist, and then swarmed out, and the attack surface was already five feet wide.

Both fists came out, and the black-clothed man within ten feet of the front was shaken back frequently by Ye Tian's domineering fist strength, his steps were vain, and a mouthful of blood flowed out backwards, and his momentum suddenly withered a lot.

Ye Tian accelerated to chase after him, and he wanted to kill the killer, however, the black-clothed man who was besieging Yang Shu came to surround Wei to save Zhao, and greeted Fan Ren on Yang Shu's back one after another.

In order to protect Fan Ren, Yang Shu had two more scars on his body.

Seeing this, Ye Tian had no choice but to return to Yangshu's side again, beat his spirit, and kill the black-clothed man who besieged Yangshu.

Fighting for life and death, both sides were red-eyed at this time, and even a little disregarded their own safety, bent on putting each other to death.

The night is like thick ink, but it can't stop the brilliant roses blooming by the fire, and the more bright the roses bloom, the more likely they are to accompany one's soul into hell, this is an evil rose, extremely dark.

The men in black were killed a lot by Ye Tian and the Seventh Elders, but Ye Tian and their casualties were not a few, and seeing that there were only a dozen or so people left who were still fighting bloodily.

During this time, in order to relieve the pressure on Ye Tian and them, Lu Fengwu was one against two, and he endured the crazy attacks of the two "Ning Shen Realm" powerhouses alone, and the wound on his arm was still dripping blood, and the injury affected the speed and accuracy of his shots. At the moment of the sword momentum, Lu Fengwu raised her arms, and the injury finally made her move half a beat slower, and the sword momentum soared half a foot in front of the body, and the sword flashed over, Lu Fengwu's towering chest and clothes had been torn apart, and the white and tender like snow added a sword mark, and the plum fell on the snow, which was so beautiful and cruel.