The face of Jiang He, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, suddenly became extremely solemn, and he shouted in a deep voice: "The second and sixth are ready to retreat, you lead everyone back to the valley, and the old man will personally break the rear." ”

"Good!"

Zhu Kaiming, the second elder of the Medicine King Valley, and Shi Yuanhang, the sixth elder, immediately responded to the order and immediately led the forty second-rank innate protectors to retreat towards the foot of the Black Wind Ridge Mountain.

As for Jiang He, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, he was directly in front of the people and horses of Baiyun City, like a roadblock, with a strong aura all over his body, carrying a strong momentum that was difficult to open.

As a hegemon-level powerhouse, even the Supreme dares to call out, he can naturally come and go freely, and he is not afraid of siege at all. With Baiyun City's current strength, it was indeed difficult to retain him, and his purpose was to drag down the masters of Baiyun City, so that the men and horses of his own Medicine King Valley could retreat calmly.

Jiang He's plan, Ye Xing naturally knew, how could he let him get his wish. It can be said that this fat delivered to the door, Ye Xing has to take a bite even if he is desperate. Otherwise, once this wave of people from the Medicine King Valley returned to the Medicine King Valley, the life of Baiyun City would be much sadder.

"Kill!"

A fierce light flashed in Ye Xing's eyes, and the rolling murderous aura surging out.

With an order, all the people in Baiyun City unsheathed their long swords and launched light skills, killing the people and horses of the Medicine King Valley who were retreating in front.

Ye Xing even stepped on the "Eight Steps of the Demon Heaven", his body was like a ghost, leaving an afterimage in the same place, and the whole person had already pounced towards Jiang He, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, who was directly in front.

"Boom!" "Bang Bang!"

"Ping Pong!"

The vajra fist method opens and closes, to the rigid to the yang, and the fierceness is incomparable. and Jiang He, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, fought fiercely.

Knowing that he couldn't kill Ye Xing, Jiang He wanted to get rid of Ye Xing and kill the other first-class innate people in Baiyun City. However, Ye Xing did not let him get his wish, and tightly entangled him, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Get out of here!"

After more than ten battles between the two sides, Jiang He finally found an opportunity, slashed Ye Xing back three steps with a single sword, and turned around and killed directly towards Yan Jiu, the nearest ink-robed elder.

On the one hand, Yan Jiu's strength was the weakest among the first-class innate in Baiyun City, and it was the closest. Jiang He planned to kill Yan Jiu first to relieve the pressure on his subordinates.

However, at this moment-

"Boom!"

A sword roared, as clear as a dragon.

"Hehe, Jiang Gu Lord, this city lord said, your opponent is me!"

The ghostly light sword behind Ye Xing suddenly came out of its sheath, turning into a black light and flashing towards the back of Jiang He, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley.

"What a sharp swordsmanship!"

Jiang He, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley in front, changed his face slightly, and suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis invade, which made him feel a chill down his spine, and he immediately quickly drew his knife and turned around to block it.

"Bell!"

Swords clashed, sparks splashed everywhere, and the sound of gold and iron resounded throughout the four fields.

"Boom!" "Ping Pong!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the sword light was shining, and the two fought fiercely together, the fallen leaves flew wildly everywhere they passed, the trees collapsed in rows, the branches were twisted into pieces by the escaping energy, and the sawdust flew all over the sky.

With the two of them as the center, it almost became a vacuum area within a hundred feet, and no one dared to approach it. Whether it was the men and horses of the Medicine King Valley or the men and horses of the White Cloud City, the two sides fought to the death and were extremely fierce, but everyone would consciously avoid the battlefield where their respective leaders fought. Therefore, the combat power of the overlord-level level was extremely terrifying, and if one was not careful, the energy that escaped alone was enough to bombard the second-rank innate realm.

The sword technique of Jiang He, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, was majestic, like a landslide, like a tsunami, each knife was extremely powerful, and the escaping sword qi left one after another staggered and vertical chasms on the ground.

The dust and sand are flying, Ye Xing's Qingyun swordsmanship is as fast as the wind, it becomes like a floating cloud, it is extremely powerful, and he can always find Jiang He's weak point, and a sword stabs out like a poisonous snake out of a hole, which makes Jiang He's heart tremble, and he has to return to the knife to defend.

The two sides come and go, and in the blink of an eye, more than 30 moves have passed.

"Damn, what kind of demon is this kid, he is still good at swordsmanship, and his power is actually above the boxing technique!" Jiang He, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, cried out in his heart.

As a hegemon-level powerhouse, he did have the upper hand in the fight, however, he didn't take much advantage.

Ye Xing's style of play is very flexible and changeable, and at the same time, he is also very conservative, not seeking merit, but seeking no fault, that is, he is stubbornly entangled with Jiang He, the owner of the Medicine King Valley. With the divine footwork "Eight Steps of Demon Heaven" in the late stage of Dacheng, plus the blessing of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure Wind Spirit Stone, in terms of light power speed, Ye Xing is not weaker than Jiang He, a hegemon-level powerhouse, and can fight against the other party to the death.

In the fight, Ye Xing focused on defense, because he had defensive skills such as the golden body and the golden bell jar, even if his hands and feet were slashed by Jiang He's treasure knife one or two times, he would bleed at most and suffer minor injuries. Therefore, in terms of hands and feet, Ye Xing didn't have to care about it at all. Just defend your head, throat and heart.

So after more than thirty rounds of fighting, Jiang He couldn't help Ye Xing at all. And whenever he wanted to get rid of Ye Xing, Ye Xing's ghostly sword would stab out an extremely powerful and terrifying sword, which made his heart tremble, and he no longer dared to distract him.

After several fights, Jiang He was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, to tell the truth, he would rather fight with other overlord-level powerhouses than fight with the White Cloud City Lord in front of him. Obviously his strength was above the other party, but he was helpless, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart, he knew that he was completely entangled.

To a certain extent, the two of them can be regarded as holding each other back and unable to affect the battlefield next to them, and then it depends on the battle between the men and horses under their respective commands.

The face of Jiang He, the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, was very unsightly, because the people and horses on the side of the Medicine King Valley were completely at a disadvantage, and they were pressed and beaten by the people of Baiyun City. Those forty second-rank innate helmsmen were not at all the opponents of the more than a hundred second- and third-rank innate realms in Baiyun City.

There are more than a hundred innate realm martial artists in Baiyun City, although most of them are third-rank innate realms, but there are also nearly twenty or so second-rank innate realms. First of all, there are five or six second-class horizontal martial artists who have been recruited from the Xuantie Gate, and then there are also five people who worship the moon and the helmsman of the ink robe, plus the people of the headquarters of Baiyun City, there are nearly twenty or so people in the second-class innate realm alone. As for the third-rank innate realm, there were even hundreds of people, and those third-rank peak disciples from the Holy Land Moon Worship Sect were very strong in combat power, and they could even be compared to the early second-rank innate realm. Therefore, the forty second-rank innate protectors of the Medicine King Valley were completely below, surrounded by clusters, and could only be beaten passively, without the power to resist.

As for the first-level engagement, the situation on the side of the Medicine King Valley was even worse. First of all, Jiang He brought the four elders this time, and the third elder, Xiahou Lie, was a dark chess arranged by Ye Xing early, and he had already returned to Baiyun City. The fifth elder He Qi was attacked by the third elder Xiahou Lie, and was seriously injured, and he had already passed out.

The four elders now only have the second elder Zhu Kaiming and the sixth elder Shi Yuanhang left. Among them, the sixth elder Shi Yuanhang was fighting with the red-robed elder Li Hong of Baiyun City, and the two of them were cultivating equally, both of them were in the early stage of the first rank and close to the middle stage of cultivation. Although the cultivation is comparable, the strength is not at the same level. After all, Li Hong was originally the red-robed Great Protector of the Moon Worship Sect, from the thousand-year-old Holy Land, traveling in all directions, killing countless people, and his combat effectiveness was exhausted. Under the ferocious attack of the Silver Moon Sword Technique, the sixth elder Shi Yuanhang survived the danger of surviving, and the visual inspection could support twenty or thirty moves at most.