"Be careful!"

Xiao Sinji strode over, and the iron shield was suddenly sacrificed, standing in front of Su Xiaomo, blocking the powerful sword.

"Bang!"

It's a lot of power, but it doesn't shake a bit!

The Blood Flame Sect Elder's eyes widened.

That guy's shield looks very ordinary, and it can actually hard-connect his own mid-grade high-level weapons!

"Iron bones without shadows!"

Li Fei stepped on and appeared behind the Elder of the Blood Flame Sect, forming dense footprints and slamming them on the opponent's back.

"Whew——————"

At this moment, the Wind and Rain Pavilion Elder who was standing in the distance condensed a dark force with one hand, and instantly shot over like a cannonball.

Boom!

Li Fei was bombarded, and people flew out.

After landing, he staggered back, and his face turned slightly hideous.

Thanks to wearing soft silk armor, he lost some of his strength, otherwise, he would probably have been injured by now!

"Two of them are wrapped around one!" Su Xiaomo shouted.

"Good!"

Xiao Sinji and him locked the Elder of the Blood Flame Gate.

Li Fei and Tian Qi locked up another cult elder.

The most threatening are the two Martial Sects, as long as they are entangled, they can make it safer for the same sect to deal with those evil sect garbage disciples!

That's right.

It is indeed a garbage disciple.

Because most of their strength is in the third or fifth rank of martial disciples, although the level of the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect is not high, they are crushed in all aspects!

For now.

Don't say that one hits two, one hits three or five.

What's more, they are also equipped with soft silk armor.

There was an Iron Bone Sect disciple who was attacked one after another, and even slashed to his body, but he was still able to fight back strongly, and retreated to the defense line unharmed!

Don't look at everyone's bronze level, but I have six god outfits at the beginning, how can you give me a fight?

You can't beat it, you can't beat it in this life, and the disciples of the four evil sects can only rely on the number of people to take advantage of a little bit of advantage.

So.

The current situation is:

The disciples of the Iron Bone Sect relied on a body of equipment to hold a group, although they were surrounded by water, but the other party could not break through, and they would be killed if they were not careful.

The two Martial Sect elders are a bit of a tragedy!

With their strength, a strong inner disciple of the Iron Bone Sect can barely stand undefeated.

Facing two disciples, it must be very difficult!

Especially Xiao Sinji and Su Xiaomo joined forces, one could resist, the other was fast, and they immediately beat the Blood Flame Sect elder to the ground.

The elder of the Wind and Rain Pavilion was also a little difficult to fight against Li Fei and Tian Qi, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became.

If he didn't look at the realm cultivation, he even had the illusion of fighting with the Martial Sect!

Rumble!

Rumble!

In the area of engagement, the six are still fighting fiercely.

The schadenfrequent Hundred Sect Alliance martial artists were dumbfounded.

In their cognition, although the disciples of the Iron Bone Sect were very strong, they could compete with the Martial Sect, which was incredible!

"Whew!"

A fierce battle was raging, and the sound of a wolf howling could be heard in the distance.

Everyone looked back in unison, and something like a whirlpool quickly rushed over!

"It's the boss!"

The disciples of the Iron Bone Sect who were defending were overjoyed!

After forcing the elder back, Su Xiaomo said lightly: "Old fellow, your time of death has come!"

"Arrogance!"

The Blood Flame Sect Elder sneered.

Phew————

As he spoke, his hands were held on the hilt of the knife, and the blood-red aura was permeated, like a scorching flame, enveloping the entire blade of the knife.

It's too passive!

You must explode your hole cards and kill one of the two!

Whew————————

However, just as he was accumulating his strength, the wind whirlpool rushed over and stopped in front of him at great speed!

Brush!

The cyan sword burst out!

Because the strength is strong enough, a violent wind suddenly rolls up!

"Not good!"

The Elder of the Blood Flame Gate exclaimed.

At that moment, a strong sign of death suddenly rose in my heart.

He wanted to dodge, he wanted to escape, but it was too late, and the cyan light tore in hard without reason and righteousness.

"Flutter ————"

The sword light flickered away, and disappeared into the void.

The whole process was like lightning and flint, and the martial artists who watched the excitement didn't catch it at all.

When everything calmed down, the head of the Blood Flame Sect Elder flew out and landed on the grass, his eyes filled with horror and horror.

"Shhh

Everyone gasped.

What the hell is going on!

Why did the head of the evil sect elder fly out for no reason!

At this moment, the wind vortex gradually weakened, appearing in front of the headless corpse of the Blood Flame Sect Elder, a tall wolf beast.

There is a man sitting on the back of the wolf!

The man's sword eyebrows and starry eyes were extraordinary, his eyes flickered coldly, and he held a cyan broadsword that seemed to be heavy in his hand.

This is......

The head of the iron-clad Zheng faction, Jun often laughs!

The Elder of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, who was trembling with Li Feitian Qi, saw that the Elder of the Blood Flame Sect was killed, and he was immediately frightened and his back was cold, and his scalp was numb.

Wu Zong, who was similar to his own strength, was killed with a single sword, and the strength of the person who appeared was absolutely terrifying!

"Brush!"

Jun Chang smiled and raised the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, and said coldly: "This seat gives you five numbers, how fast you can run, as for whether you can go back alive, it depends on your fate." ”

This is the case.

Very arrogant, very strong.

The Wind and Rain Pavilion elder swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

In his opinion, the young man was in no way joking with himself, nor was he pretending.

"One. ”

Jun Chang laughed and shouted.

His voice was cold, and his eyes were ruthless.

"Brush!"

The Wind and Rain Pavilion Elder was at full speed, and he instantly drilled into the mountains and forests, and he couldn't even take care of his own disciples!

He was not only afraid of the head of the Iron Bone Sect, but also of the wolf beast he was riding, because it was definitely the Hurricane Wolf King, and the lowest strength alone was comparable to the Nine Rank Martial Sect!

"II. ”

"Three. ”

"Four. ”

"Five. ”

"Roar!"

The Hurricane Wolf King raised his head and roared, his limbs spread out, and in an instant, he turned into a cloud of wind and chased after the elder's fleeing position.

One of the two martial arts sects died, and the other fled.

The disciples of the Four Great Evil Sects suddenly lost all their fighting spirit and were about to flee one after another.

However.

Before he could take a step, he saw that deep in the mountains and forests, Jun Changxiao, who had just left, had already returned riding the Hurricane Wolf King.

He held the Green Dragon Glaive Knife flat, and there was a terrifying head on the face of the knife.

"Elder!"

The disciples of the Wind and Rain Pavilion shouted in grief.

Looking at the lively martial artists of the Hundred Sects Alliance, they all looked horrified.

Killing the Martial Sect is like mowing grass, and the head of this Iron Bone Sect is too terrifying!

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

At this moment, there was another wolf howl from behind.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

Five hundred members of the Wolf Riding Hall rode hurricane wolves and rushed from the depths of the mountains and forests like ocean waves.

In an instant.

The more than 300 cult disciples who were about to escape were surrounded by groups, and the hurricane wolf under his crotch lowered his head, his eyes flashing with a fierce light!

The martial artists of the Hundred Sects Alliance not only widened their eyes, but their eyes also flashed with horror.

Judging from the special school uniform, they must have been a disciple of the Iron Bone Sect, but how could everyone ride a wind wolf?

Wrong!

This is a hurricane wolf higher than that!

"Boom!"

Jun Changxiao stuck the Qinglong Glaive Knife on the grass, and the elder's head rolled down, and said in a gloomy voice: "Kill them all." ”

"Yes!"

The members of the Wolf Riding Hall rode the hurricane wolf and rushed in, and in the process, they sacrificed the overlord gun!

Surrounded by nearly three hundred cult disciples, their eyes were filled with horror and despair.

They didn't have any hope of surviving, because the wolf beasts ridden by these Iron Bone Sect disciples were much stronger than themselves in terms of their momentum!

Yes.

It's more than a star and a half.

So what awaits them is to be mercilessly slaughtered!

"Flutter!"

"Flutter!"

The sound of a sharp blade piercing through the body was transmitted frequently, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the surroundings.

In a short period of time, the four evil sect disciples were all lying on the grass, and the blood gathered into a river, and the scene was as terrifying as a slaughterhouse!

(End of chapter)