Looking at the hundreds of Innate Realm martial artists who rushed to kill, the eyes of the Red Robe Great Protector of the Moon Worship Sect, Li Hong, were full of haze. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The dementor bead is broken, the mood of this seat is bad enough! A group of rabble also dare to come to find me! I really don't know whether to live or die!" The red-robed Dharma Protector Li Hong snorted coldly, and slammed the robe on his body.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The corners of the robe were like sharp blades, instantly cutting the waist of the two Innate Realm martial artists next to him in half, and blood and intestines flowed all over the ground.

The Red Robe Great Protector of the Moon Worship Sect, Li Hong, was full of energy, and rushed directly into the crusade army, and with the wave of his iron fist, more than a dozen innate martial artists died in an instant.

He is a first-class innate realm, and his strength is terrifying. It's like a tiger entering a flock, and it's going to kill.

And suddenly, at this moment-

"Whew!"

A terrifying murderous aura in the forest approached rapidly, and a sword flash flashed.

"First class innate!"

The red-robed Dharma Protector Li Hong's face changed slightly, and with a 'bang', he quickly pulled out the scimitar on his waist and slashed at the sword light.

"Bell!"

The swords clashed, there was a sound of gold and iron, and the terrifying energy burst out from the place of the exchange, and swept towards the surroundings, and many third-class innate people around were blown by the strength of the qi, and they could hardly stand, and hurriedly retreated.

Suddenly, a huge open space was vacant in the center of the field, and there were two figures, one on the left was the red-robed Great Protector of the Lunatic Worship Sect, and the one on the right was a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi. The two men, one carrying a knife and the other holding a sword, looked at each other from a distance, confronting each other. The true element is surrounded by a terrifying and majestic atmosphere.

"Looking at the surrounding area, there are only one or two people who can have this kind of cultivation, you are the Qingguan City Lord, right?" The eyes of Li Hong, the red-robed great protector of the Moon Worship Sect, narrowed slightly, and the Yin Owl's gaze looked coldly at the middle-aged man holding the sword in front of him.

"It's Zhang!" Qingguancheng said lightly.

"It turned out to be City Lord Zhang, you better take someone away, it may not be good for you to fight. The Red Robe Great Protector of the Moon Worship Sect, Li Hong, said in a deep voice: "This seat has decided to withdraw from the realm of Qingguan City and stop slaughtering!"

"Withdraw from the realm of Qingguan City, not slaughter?" Qingguan City's advocate Qingquan sneered: "Are you kidding, the Lunatic Cult appeared in the martial arts, which time didn't it slaughter dozens or hundreds of villages, rivers of blood, and mountains of bones before stopping." Now that you have only slaughtered more than twenty villages, I am afraid that you have not even collected half of the soul power of the Soul Beads!"

"You-" The Moon Worship Sect's red-robed Dharma Protector Li Hong's eyes were extremely angry. Slaughtering more than 20 villages, although the number of people is large, it is really not enough to collect the number of soul beads. It's just that the Dementor Orb is gone, and no amount of slaughter is meaningless. This mission failed, and he could only leave the realm of Qingguan City and return to the Reincarnation Valley to ask the sect leader for his guilt.

The Soul Jewel of the Sect was shattered, and so far he has not even found the slightest clue who the person who shot it is. This incident not only caused him to be severely punished by the church, but also a great shame for him, and he was really ashamed to mention it.

The Red Robe Great Protector of the Moon Worship Sect, Li Hong, said coldly, "You really refuse to retreat?"

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense!" Qingguan City advocated that Qingquan raised his long sword, and the sharp tip of the sword pointed obliquely at Li Hong, the red-robed protector of the Moon Worship Sect, and said coldly: "Moon worship evildoers, everyone will be punished!" Zhang Mougui is the lord of Qingguan City, and he should avenge the unjust souls who died in vain under his command!"

As soon as the words fell, the terrifying murderous aura spread out, and the fallen leaves in the forest flew wildly, one after another, and they were slaughtered.

"Good, good! Little Qingguan City also dares to be an enemy of my Lunatic Cult. In that case, this seat will take your head!" "The Red Robe Great Protector of the Moon Worship Sect, Li Hong's eyes were cold, he snorted coldly, his feet kicked the ground, the robe flew, the whole person flew up, and the terrifying True Yuan was frantically poured into the scimitar.

"Zheng!"

The scimitar was shining with cold light, cutting through the night sky, and the sword was even more dazzling than the cold moon in the sky, revealing a terrifying and palpitating breath and slashing down towards the Qingguan City Claim Clear Spring.

"Lunatic Cult Peerless Learning - Silver Moon Scimitar !!"

Qingguancheng advocated that Qingquan's face was extremely solemn, and he hurriedly used his true yuan power with all his might, and the Dao Qi surrounded his body, and the three-foot blue light sword in his hand bloomed with dazzling blue light, reflecting his eyebrows.

"Whew!"

The blue light sword soared into the sky, and the surging sword qi of the carrier greeted the silver moon scimitar that slashed down in the air.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

The two of them fought together in an instant, the sword shadow was heavy, the sword light was shining, sometimes fighting on the ground, sometimes appearing on the top of the tree, stepping on the branches and leaves, running, the speed was like a floating light, and the speed was dazzling.

The two first-class innate powerhouses above fought fiercely, and the crusading army on the ground below fought even more fiercely with the Lunatic Cultists.

"Ping Pong!" "Boom Boom!"

"Bang!"

The sound of fighting, screams, and the sound of weapons colliding resounded throughout the four fields. Six or seven hundred innate martial artists surrounded the Lunatic Cultists and attacked wildly.

Ye Xing also mixed in with the crowd, looking for an opportunity to start. The lowest cultivation of these more than 100 Moon Worship Cultists is also the middle stage of the third rank innate stage, and most of the rest are in the late stage of the third rank innate or the peak of the third rank innate cult. If Ye Xing wants to find an opportunity to start, it must be easier to pick the middle stage of the third rank.

"Alright, that's it!"

Ye Xing watched the battle for a while, and finally found a third-rank mid-innate moon worship cultist, and immediately urged the dantian to cast the first form of the nameless remnant sword, and the surging innate true yuan was frantically injected into the ghostly light sword in his hand, and a wisp of black light flashed on the blade.

It was completely enough to kill a Moon Worshipper in the middle realm of the third-rank Innate Realm, and to cast the Nameless Remnant Sword First Form. After all, it only takes about one-fifth or sixths of the true yuan power to cast the first form of the Remnant Sword, and if it is to cast the second form of the Nameless Remnant Sword, I am afraid that it will consume nearly half of the true yuan power. At most, two swords, the innate true yuan in Ye Xing's dantian may have to be consumed to the bottom.

Therefore, if you cast the Nameless Remnant Sword Second Form, the replenishment speed of True Yuan Power could not keep up with the speed of consumption at all. And to cast the first form of the remnant sword, with the recovery power of the heaven and earth spirit treasure Lei Xin Chunmu, he can recover while casting, and the first form of the remnant sword, Ye Xing estimates that it will be no problem to cast it more than ten times.

"Whew!"

The Spectre Sword slammed like lightning toward the Lunacultist's heart.

The Lunatic Cultist was fighting against the crusading army, and had just slashed a first-class third-rank martial artist with a single sword, when he suddenly felt an extremely terrifying murderous aura approaching.

Turning his head to look, he saw that the black light was rushing by, and in the blink of an eye, the sharp tip of the sword had pierced into his clothes. As if his heart was frozen, the Lunatic Cultist shuddered all over his body, his pupils constricted sharply, and he felt the infinite imminence of death.

Seeing that his heart was about to be pierced by a sharp sword, a bloody hole was stabbed out of his heart, and in this electric light and petrification, a cold sword light flashed next to him.

"Boom!"

Swords clashed, sparks splashed everywhere, and a sonorous sound was deafening.

But I saw a scimitar cut horizontally from the side, directly blocking Ye Xing's ghostly sword.

"Damn, it's the ink-robed helmsman of the second-class innate realm!"

Ye Xing's face changed slightly, he stepped on the eight steps of the Demon Heaven, and hurriedly retreated.

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