Wen Keren stood in the middle of the square, and after hearing Xun Xiangjin say that he wanted to defeat her together, he sneered again: "I thought that you old horseman would show some admirable behavior after saying a lot of nonsense generously before, and after a long time, you actually came up with such a way to rush up, why, are you also afraid that you will lose this old face if you are defeated by my hands?"

"Demon girl! You need to speak wildly! Do you know that since ancient times, there has been a saying that evil does not prevail over righteousness! Today, many of our righteous colleagues have joined forces, and we will definitely make you pay the price!"

Xun Xiangjin saw that Wen Keren hadn't put them in his eyes at the moment, and he was immediately furious.

"Xun Lao, what else is there to say to such demonic people! Everyone killed her!"

A woman with a long sword screamed angrily, and with a wave of her wrist, the long sword behind her back was automatically unsheathed and fell into her hand, and the woman immediately began to turn her internal breath, ready to fight to the death with Wen Keren.

"Miss Lian, don't be reckless!"

Xun Xiangjin saw the woman's move, immediately stopped it, and then continued: "Until now, this woman has not shown real ability, but her defensive power is amazing, and if she makes rash moves without figuring out her details, I am afraid that we will suffer!"

"Old Xun, what should we do then?"

The woman with the long sword seemed to have a lot of respect for Xun Xiangjin, and when she saw him speak, she glared at Wen Keren and asked.

"This woman has been standing still the whole time, which means that her body method should not be very good, and her cultivation should also focus on defensive techniques, so if we defeat her, we must first let her move! In this way, everyone should not rush up, but take what they are good at! The empty monk of the Buddha Temple, using the secret method of the Buddha Temple to increase everyone's ability, the Hanging Ding Dao Leader of Qingyun Temple, using the Fu Seal to control the power of this demon girl, and the rest of the people launched an attack with the old man!"

Xun gave an order to Jin decisively.

"Yes!"

When the rest of the masters heard this, they responded in unison.

"Hehe, you old horseman, your cultivation is not very good, but you still have some brains. ”

Wen Keren heard Xun Xiangjin's command and said lightly: "In this way, you have a little bit of resistance." ”

Wen Keren didn't say much, if these people played to their strengths, they did have a little ability to fight.

But that's about it.

"When you are about to die, you dare to have a hard mouth! When you are captured, I will cut your tongue first!"

A strong man with a ghost-headed knife could no longer stand the gentle contempt, and with a roar, he struck in her direction.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, led by Xun Xiangjin, the rest of the masters also dodged into the air.

"The light of the Buddha shines!

Monk Yikong saw many masters move towards Wen Keren, and immediately sealed his palms, and then, there were several beams of light in the sky, which shone on these people in an instant, and the monk immediately said loudly: "Everyone, this light spirit technique can make you move faster!

"Three Clear Bunch Talismans!Fire Lotus!"

At the same time, the Hanging Ding Daoist also shook the dust and waved it in mid-air.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, around the entire square, a raging flame ignited, but these flames were not loose, but formed the shape of lotus petals, and began to wrap towards the warm people in the center.

"Ghost Knife! Tiger Thunder Sutra!"

The sword-wielding man who was the first to make a move leaped into the air and slashed in the direction of Wen Keren.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the strong man's body began to explode, and the surrounding energy instantly converged on the ghost head knife in his hand.

This knife is enough to split gold and broken stones.

The strong man's eyes were hideous, and the big knife in his hand roared down.

"Buzz!"

A magnificent sword several zhang long suddenly appeared in the void, with a palpitating might, and slashed straight at Wen Keren below.

At this moment, even a few masters present couldn't help but be in an uproar, the heir of the Ghost Knife Valley was really fierce, and he didn't expect this Ghost Knife Valley Sect to be so short-tempered, this shot was a big killer.

"Let's go back first, so as not to be injured by mistake!"

Xun Xiangjin saw a sword light heading towards Wen Keren, and suddenly shouted at the two masters who were within the attack range.

"Old Xun, can that woman really hold this knife?"

Xun Xiangjin asked in surprise to a person beside him.

"This ghost knife technique, but the supreme inheritance of the ghost knife valley! It is also a well-known knife technique in the rivers and lakes, this woman, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist!"

Xun Xiangjin heard his companion's question, and explained: "This ghost knife knife technique does not hurt the body, but directly hits the soul, so it hurts the master of foreign horizontal training the most, just now this woman has always stood in place to receive the move, compared to practicing foreign kung fu, and this knife technique is just to restrain her!"

When the questioner heard this, he looked at Wen Keren with burning eyes, wondering what happened to her.

"Buzz!"

The furious sword was cathartic, and the ground could not withstand the tremendous pressure, and a deep pit had already appeared.

Wen Keren shook his head slightly, his narrow beautiful eyes stared at the sword light that struck, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

After confronting this group of people for a long time, I can finally see some harmful spells.

Wen Keren held the palm of her hand, and the Sleeve Knife was in her hand, and at this moment, the surrounding energy seemed to be evacuated in an instant, and all of it was gathered on the Hidden Blade in her hand, and at the same time, the aura around her body also began to surge.

"Jiuxuan!"

Wen Keren spit out two words slightly, his face was as calm as water, but the tips of his hair were blown by the strong wind brought by the sword.

"Brush!"

Soon, a whirlwind of internal breath began to revolve around the knife in Wen Keren's hand, gradually circling and dancing.

"Click!"

The sword is getting closer and closer, and the powerful coercion has already shaken the only remaining bluestone slab under Wen Keren's feet into cracks, the ghost knife is not only a cultivator, but also a refining weapon, and the strong man can exert such a power, which also has a lot to do with the handle in his hand.

"Whoa!"

Gradually, the gravel within ten zhang of Wen Keren's side was all blown away by the strong wind brought by the sword, and the earth was in shambles.

"Xuantian Change!"

Wen Keren let out a low snort and coldly spit out three words.

The Hidden Knife in his hand also suddenly swung out towards the blade.

The cyan blade pointed directly at a knife that was cathartic.

Around the tip of Wen Keren's sleeve knife, there was a palm-sized cyan shadow, and if you looked closely, it actually looked like a dark cloud that had been shrunk to the extreme, constantly surging.

In the dark clouds, there was also a rolling thunderbolt.

The huge sword fell, and Wen Keren's small figure, also holding the sleeve knife, collided with the knife fiercely.