Suddenly, a monster rushed over.

Wu Jingli immediately turned around: "Damn, it's against you! Look at your grandfather, I'm amazing!"

As he spoke, Wu Jingli rushed over, cut off the monster's head in three or two clicks, and rolled to the ground with a grunt, his eyes wide.

Chopping off the heads of monsters is their dead end, and everything else is useless!

Wu Jingli drew his sword and began to fight hard.

Some monsters are very powerful, skillfully dodging Wu Jingli's attack, and stabbing Wu Jingli with one claw.

Wu Jingli was stabbed a little, and the monster continued to rush over, but in the next second, Wu Jingli was of course not covered, and the monster's head and neck were successfully separated.

This time the fight was cool, Wu Jingli was happy.

Wang Jibian was desperately on the other side at this time, Xu Shao'an, Wu Mingshi, and Yang Shaoliu were the same, all of them were fighting bravely to kill monsters.

Xu Shao'an's cultivation is very high, after all, he is a big man in charge of things in the Ten Faced Sect, so can his cultivation be bad, do you say that the monster is here, just like a little mouse, kill one in three or two.

The same is true for Wu Mingshi.

Yang Shaoliu, this kid, although he is a strange thing, has caused trouble for Zhang Jun.

However, when it's really Zhang, it's not bad, swinging the sword indiscriminately, you can hack a monster to death, you say it's weird or not.

He also thought about pulling a few monster corpses back and throwing them into the alchemy furnace to refine some immortal medicine.

A group of old cultivators of the Fenghai Sword Sect, plus Xu Shao'an, Yang Shaoliu, Wu Mingshi, Wu Jingli and others were here, and the momentum of the monsters was weakened, and the number was also decreasing.

They weren't monsters, but, they were phantoms! Nangong Yan didn't rush to make a move, she stood in the corner and observed the guys, her face was complicated.

"Could it be the return of the Phantom!?"

Nangong Yan couldn't help but exhale when he thought of this.

If this is the case, I am afraid that the Fenghai Sword Sect will be finished, the Phantom Demon Clan is not easy to mess with, and the guy who disappeared hundreds of years ago has been resurrected!

Dongmen Fubei staggered to the side to watch the battle, after all, now he was no longer able to fight hard, and he was seriously injured.

Nangong Yan asked Dongmen how those monsters in the north turned into illusions.

When Dongmen Blowing North heard this, Meng, at first, he didn't see what was going on.

I saw that these monsters first struggled to cover their necks with a hideous look, and then immediately stood upright and turned into extremely fierce phantoms.

After listening to this, Nangong Yan concluded that the person who demonized these guys must have cultivated to an extremely high level, and it should be that Yang Shalang.

Thinking of this, Nangong Yan looked up at Zhongsun Wubian and Yang Shalang who were fighting.

The two have been fighting for hundreds of rounds, and they are still equal to each other, not between you and me, which shows how strong the cultivation is, and the contest between sword qi and demonic qi is really a once-in-a-century encounter.

Dongmen Bubei saw that Nangong Yan's face was not very good-looking, and couldn't help asking, "Smoke girl, do you know what's going on?"

"That's right, I'm afraid it's true, the phantom demon clan that disappeared a hundred years ago has been resurrected!"

Nangong Yan's eyes were deep and worried, back then, it was the Ten-Faced Sect, the Decent Sect, the Shining Star Sect, the Immortal Calculation Society, and the Immortal Clan's several major sects united to seal the Phantom Demon Clan.

Unexpectedly, he appeared here today, and dealt a heavy blow to the Fenghai Sword Sect!

How did they break through the seal to invade the entire monastic realm and unify the rhythm of the monastic realm?

Half an hour later, the monsters were finally killed.

The old men of the Fenghai Sword Sect still had more or less casualties, and they walked over on crutches.

Xu Shao'an, Wu Mingshi, Wang Jibian, Wu Jingli, and Yang Shaoliu were not injured, but the robes were full of monsters' black blood.

The situation in the east gate blowing north is not very good, and it needs to be calmed and healed.

Everyone understands that this Dongmen Fubei is the successor selected by Zhongsun Wubian, of course, if Zhang Jun is here, it should be Zhang Jun.

Dongmen Fubei looked at Zhongsun Wubian and Yang Shalang over there were still fighting, without further ado, hurry up and think of something, so I had to ask everyone to run first from the back mountain.

Zhongsun Wubian and Yang Shalang, who wins is not certain, if Zhongsun Wubian loses, then everyone will suffer.

At this time, Zhang Jun was meditating and healing, and soon after, he soared into the sky, and he felt the battle over there.

Zhang Jun opened his eyes to look at the past, and saw that Zhongsun Wubian was holding a sword in his hand, full of sword energy, and rushed towards Yang Shalang.

Yang Shalang was not to be outdone at the same time, damn, this old guy is not easy to fight.

Yang Shalang scolded, he didn't expect that Zhongsun Wubian was actually very powerful, fighting hundreds of rounds, and it was still like this, so tired that Yang Shalang scolded the three-character scripture, and he was so tired that he almost vomited blood.

Every time Yang Shalang wants to kill Zhongsun Wubian, Zhongsun Wubian can turn the corner from danger.

Zhongsun Wubian has the aura of his ancestors in his body, of course, it is extremely powerful.

Zhongsun Wubian and Yang Shalang go on like this, it is not a way, Zhang Jun is a little worried about Zhongsun Wubian's safety.

"Peerless swordsmanship!"

Zhang Jun flew out with his sword and flew towards Zhongsun Wubian and Yang Shalang.

"Zhongsun Wubian, don't insist anymore, suffer death!" Yang Shalang shouted, and persuaded Zhongsun Wubian to surrender to the Phantom Demon Clan, and the Phantom Demon Clan would not treat Zhongsun Wubian badly.

After all, he was the head of the Fenghai Sword Sect before.

"Don't want to destroy my Fenghai Sword Sect, as long as I am here, the Fenghai Sword Sect will not be finished!" Zhongsun Wubian's gaze was firm.

However, the Fa Qi in his body was decreasing, and it was consumed too quickly.

Although the spiritual power of the ancestors of the Fenghai Sword Sect is very powerful, it is always an external force, and after the middle grandson is exhausted, it will also be gone.

Yang Shalang had been prepared for a long time, and when he saw this, he sneered: "Zhongsun Wubian, are you almost finished?"

After speaking, heavy black demonic qi burst out from Yang Shalang's body, and rushed directly towards the weak Zhongsun Wubian.

Zhongsun Wubian clenched the sword in his hand, resisting all attacks.

Suddenly, Zhang Jun appeared, he was on the flying sword, flew over, and shouted: "Peerless sword!"

After the next second.

More than a dozen swords appeared around Zhang Jun, and after reciting the sword spell in his mouth, the jade sword pointed and rushed directly towards Yang Shalang.

When Yang Shalang saw Zhang Jun appear, he didn't expect this kid to look surprised, this stinky boy was still alive.

That trick just now didn't kill this kid?

What a lot of guts! I dare to come to this demon again to send him to death.

Okay, then this demon will fulfill your master and apprentice!

Yang Shalang shifted the target of the attack and flew directly towards Zhang Jun, ignoring the old dead man Zhongsun Wubian, he directly threw his claws at Zhang Jun, hit hard, and shouted.

"Demon Kill!"

As soon as the words fell, strands of incomparably powerful black qi appeared around Yang Shalang, and it rushed directly towards Zhang Jun like lightning.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun's face began to twist.

He secretly said in his heart, no, this guy is going to kill himself,