Elder Yang jumped high and blasted towards the densest part of the crowd below with one palm, directly killing a group of bandits, leaving a stump and broken arm in the ground.

There were too many bandits, and although the disciples of White Tiger Peak generally cultivated higher than the bandits, Elder Yang was still not at ease, so he shot to kill a group of bandits to reduce the disadvantage in numbers for the disciples under his sect.

"Old thief, slap my brother as garlic, and kill you today. The bandit shouted angrily and jumped up to block Elder Yang who wanted to strike again.

"I thought someone was so bold, it turned out to be Wanliyun, you thief!"

Elder Yang recognized the person who came, and said with a sneer: "You are also worthy of fighting Xuanzong's idea, go back and cultivate for another hundred and eighty years!"

Elder Yang blasted out with a palm, and the surrounding clouds emptied and evaporated, and the strong wind blew away, blowing away the evaporated water vapor.

Wan Liyun ran his whole body cultivation, facing the elders of the Great Gate Sect, he did not dare to relax in the slightest, the elders of the Great Gate Sect cultivated more advanced and domineering than him, far from those in the army who could compare.

Wan Liyun punched out, and the huge fist shadow quickly blasted towards Elder Yang's palm print.

The fists collided, and the invisible impact came head-on, Wanli Yun's clothes fluttered, his black hair danced wildly, and his eyes were slightly narrowed by the hurricane, followed by a more violent impact, which washed him upside down.

Elder Yang said, "Do you really think that Xuanzong is made of mud, and the bandits dare to commit it?"

As he spoke, he stepped on his feet, and chased after the clouds that flew upside down again, his palms continued to blast out, and the sky was full of palm shadows.

Wan Liyun shouted angrily, forcibly stopped his backward figure, and blasted out of the sea with a double fist move, catching up with the palm shadow that was chasing from the sky.

The fists and palms clashed again, but there was no such violent impact as before, and the exercises of the two were too scattered, divided into countless fist shadows and palm shadows, and the impact of colliding with each other was too weak to pass too far away.

However, the two were still bombarding each other, fists staggering.

Below the two, Longlin and the others clashed with the bandits after the inner disciples of Lin Daoyu Peak, but they suffered a big loss, and many outer disciples faced bandits who were almost the same as their own cultivation, or they were not as good as their own bandits, but they were injured a lot by the bandits.

Monks rarely fight in groups, and most of the time they are one-on-one, without any experience in group fights.

At this moment, against the mountain thieves, it is inevitable to be beaten by the bandits, the thieves have been fighting with the army for many years, for the group frame, it can be said that it is handy, and at this moment, the group of outer disciples of the group of Xuanzong who are almost white on the group frame, almost crushed and killed.

"Hahahaha...... It turned out that the disciples of the so-called Great Gate Sect had just this ability, and they really wasted such treasures. The bandit laughed, licked the blood splashed on his opponent's face into his mouth, and slashed at his opponent viciously.

"Calm down, don't panic for me......" Zhong Xinli slashed away his opponent with a sword, and when he saw many senior brothers retreating in a panic, he shouted loudly.

Belch!

At this moment, I heard only the sound of tearing, which was the sound of clothes being torn by swords, followed by a sharp pain in the back.

Zhong Xinli snorted, gritted his teeth and turned around, broke through the long sword of the person behind him with a sword, and gritted his teeth to kill the other party.

"Forming a formation with each other, back to back,......" Zhao Wuxin yelled, and jumped towards Zhao Wunian.

Zhao Wunian was surrounded and killed by several people, covered with scars, and his blood stained his green clothes red, and on his face, blood was left, which looked a little hideous.

Zhao Wuxin killed, broke through the crowd surrounding Zhao Wunian, leaned on Zhao Wunian and said, "Are you okay?"

"I can't die...... Zhao Wunian spat blood, his eyes were scarlet, and he said fiercely.

Long Qingyun was stabbed several times in his body at the moment, and he was surrounded by several knife masters, above the big knife, nine rings rattled, and each knife was slashed, and the momentum sank.

Although the cultivation of this group of bandits cannot be compared with them, their combined attack skills are quite good, and their experience in fighting in groups is far above them.

Long Qingyun found a disciple of the outer sect and held it back to back, resisting the enemy behind him, but this person was more seriously injured.

Long Qingyun was panting, and his cultivation was a little blocked, presumably because of the excessive blood flow, the body showed symptoms of ischemia, and there was a fault in the operation of the vitality between the meridians.

The two of them were back to back, fending off the enemy behind them, and they were able to catch their breath for a moment, and the injuries on their bodies did not increase, but they were still a little unsustainable.

The killing continued, one side resisted to the death, the other side was ruthless, the disciples of the outer sect of the White Tiger Peak had already suffered casualties, and there were many corpses of disciples lying on the ground, and the blood stained the ground under their feet, and also stained the bodies of the deceased.

The disciples of the inner sect of the White Tiger Peak also resisted extremely hard, and in the face of the bandits' combined attack technique, even if the cultivation was high, it was difficult to take advantage of the group frame.

"Retreat to the dangerous place, retreat while fighting...... Lin Daoyu let out a long roar, a sword swept away the sword that came directly to him, and with a step on his footsteps, his body floated towards the rear.

At this moment, a sudden rain of blood fell in the sky, mixed with minced meat and crushed internal organs, and a fishy smell rose to the sky, making people feel sick.

Above, Elder Yang stood by the wind, Wanliyun was just a wild road after all, although his cultivation barely reached the foundation building period, but after all, he was not the opponent of the elders of the Gate Sect, and was killed by Elder Yang in the palm of his hand.

"Wanliyun is dead, and if you don't want to die here, you will retreat, and Xuanzong Raoer will wait for your life......"

Elder Yang's voice reverberated in the ears of every bandit, bringing them despair, shock, and helplessness.

The reason why this group of bandits can exist and are active in the territory of the country depends on the existence of Wan Liyun, the great master of the foundation building period, if there is no Wan Liyun, this group of bandits will be a rabble, and sooner or later they will be destroyed by the country.

"What? The ...... of the big boss was fighting with the disciples of Xuanzong, and when he heard the news that Wan Liyun died in battle, he was instantly shocked and couldn't close his mouth, in his eyes, the cultivation of Wan Liyun in the foundation building period, that is a big master, an almost invincible existence, but he died in battle today, how could he not be shocked?

Belch!

The pain in his heart made him come back from the shock, and the blood in his mouth continued to flow out, only to see a long sword piercing his left heart, and the blood beads on the long sword were crystal clear, very beautiful.

It's just that he can no longer appreciate the beauty of this world, and everything in front of him begins to change from color to gray, and finally falls into endless darkness.

"It's not a good thing to be distracted on the battlefield!" Long Lin snorted coldly, and raised his sword to kill again.

There are countless scenes like this, Wanliyun is the backbone of this group of bandits, and now the backbone of the main heart has collapsed, their fighting spirit, ambition, everything they have collapsed, this group of outlaws has become a lost dog, and there is no previous bravery.

"Removal ......"

"The big boss is dead......

"Avenging the Great Boss ......"

Among the thieves, crying and choking, retreating, shouting killing, chaotic, shouting retreat quickly retreated towards Xuanzong Mountain, shouting for the revenge of Wanliyun wielding a long knife, but was tripped by the retreat, and some were trampled to death on the ground.

"Kill them and eliminate the harm for the people of the country!" Among the Xuanzong, I don't know who suddenly roared, and the disciple of the White Tiger Peak, who had stopped to look at the chaotic bandits, waved the weapon in his hand and killed the bandits who had lost their fighting spirit.

This group of bandits has lost their fighting spirit, and the crowd is even more chaotic, no longer as fierce as before, they were killed by the disciples of White Tiger Peak and lost their armor, and they ran all the way.

This farce between the sect and the bandits ended with the victory of Xuanzong, the first big thief of the country, almost all the army was wiped out, and there was no arrogance, maybe it won't be long before it was destroyed by the country, but this is all for later.

Long Lin and the others returned to the outer gate compound, lying on the ground tiredly, in this battle, the outer disciples were killed and injured a lot, even Long Lin, Zhong Xinli and Long Qingyun and other masters were not lightly injured.

"Why hasn't Brother Fan come back yet?" was the first sentence that Long Lin said when he lay down.

Chen Fan seems to have become the backbone of the outer disciples, just like Wanliyun's status among the bandits.

"I don't know ......," Zhong Xinli said weakly.

"You say, what is the origin of those two corpses, that you want Brother Fan to guard every inch?"

Long Lin climbed to Zhong Xinli's side and sat down, and said curiously.

"Shh

Zhong Xinli hurriedly covered Long Lin's mouth and said, "Brother Fan said that he was not allowed to discuss this matter, how can you ......?"

"It's all your own people, what are you afraid of!" Long Lin said indifferently.

"Don't talk about it, listen to Brother Fan!"

PS: The days ahead are new, and no one is allowed to look back