Under Chu Mian's step, the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect behind him also drew their swords.

The rest are all people who are in awe of prosperity and withering.

Their fear of glory and withering is higher than the fear of Chu Mian's sword blade at this moment!

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Chu, we can't betray Rong Ku. "

"Yes, he is not a man at all, but a devil, and you are against him. There is no good end. "

"Shall we yield to him, shall we??"

……

Many disciples looked at Chu Mian eagerly, wanting him to "know that he had lost his way".

"I've made up my mind. "

"Be an enemy or a friend, the choice is yours!"

Chu Mian's words had no room for manoeuvre.

The many disciples standing across from him took a deep breath.

They looked at each other and drew their swords.

The leading disciple said coldly: "It is impossible for us to betray Rong Ku, betraying him is a mortal situation, fighting with you, but there is still a chance of life." "

"In that case, let's divide the real chapter under the sword!"

The voice fell. The flames of war ignited.

Chu Mian's disciples, although the number of them is small, whether it is momentum or fighting spirit, they are far superior to the other party.

The reason is simple.

The dead are invincible!

At this moment, up to Chu Mian, down to an ordinary outer disciple. They all have the heart of death.

To be more precise, from the moment they decided to oppose prosperity and withering, they had already put life and death aside.

And the other party is loyal to the prosperity and withering, in the final analysis, it is just that they want to survive and steal their lives.

Chu Mian, these monks, where can they defeat?

Soon, the tide of battle began to turn one-sided.

Chu Mian and his party almost fought their way out of a bloody way, and they stubbornly defeated more with less, and suppressed many monks who far outnumbered them!

"This Chu Mian is a talent. "

Chen Ran has been observing the battle situation.

Seeing this, even he couldn't help but have some praise for Chu Mian.

It is very easy to pick out a warrior who is not afraid of death from a hundred people.

However, it is difficult to pick out a general from among them who can organize a team and fight against the water.

Don't say a hundred.

Even if it's a thousand, ten thousand, it's extremely difficult to find one!

Chu Mian had talent in this area, and Wang Chun'er's death greatly stimulated him, making him exert an unprecedented talent.

For this alone, Chu Mian is one. Extremely rare talent.

It would be a pity if he died here.

However, this situation is already very clear, and it won't be long before Chu Mian and his party can win.

The other party either succumbed to Chu Mian's sword.

Either die under Chu Mian's sword.

There are only two possibilities.

"You shit, you rebelled, hehe--as the adults expected. "

At this moment, a living corpse in a black cloak walked out.

He held a sharp sword in his hand, one hand on his shoulder, and was dressed in jet-black undertaker armor, and his body burned with bursts of flames.

It seems that there is the power of the Eight Realms of Jindan!

And behind him, there were dark walkers standing in the dark.

They either hold straight swords, or scythes, or large shields, and their combat power is not at the same level as before!

"It's Lord Rongku!"

The stubborn disciples who were loyal to Rong Kuan finally saw the light and shouted excitedly.

They recognize these attire.

These living corpses all appear with the glory and withering!

"Where did you dark creatures come from, why do you want to interfere in the affairs of our Hidden Sword Sect?"

Chu Mian's heart sank.

"The dying do not deserve to know so much. "

"Kill me!Kill all these rebels!!"

The armored living corpse screamed.

At the same time, he jumped up, picked up the big sword high, and slashed down!

This slash destroys the world and destroys the world, and the speed of falling is extremely fast!

Although many of Chu Mian's side disciples. Dodged in time, but was still shocked by the sword and vomited blood and died, and the bones were shattered!

The armored living corpse holding a one-handed big sword, under the siege of Chu Mian and others, is almost like entering a no-man's land, and the big sword is slashed, and it will definitely reap the life!

There is actually one person, the power of thousands of enemy armies!!

Under his leadership, many living corpse soldiers, as well as disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect who were loyal to Rong Ku, pursued Chu Mian and the others one after another.

With them joining the battlefield, Chu Mian and these people, even if they had the heart of death, they couldn't help but retreat.

The gap in strength is too great, and this can no longer be made up with morale!

"Defeated??"

When Chu Mian saw the big sword slashing towards him, he actually stayed in place, motionless.

He is not reconciled!

It's just that little short!

He will be able to recapture the Hidden Sword Sect!

"Chun'er, Sect Master, I've let you down. "

In the end, Chu Mian gave up resistance and closed his eyes. Prepare for death.

Bang!!

The muffled sound of the giant sword smashing down sounded in Chu Mian's ears.

But he didn't feel any pain.

"Take your men and stand down!"

But at this moment, in front of him. A cold voice sounded.

Chu Mian opened his eyes in a daze and saw a person standing in front of him.

With just one hand, he blocked the unstoppable dark sword!

The wind was getting bitter.

His black trench coat, with the sound of the wind, hunting.

Chen ...... Senior Chen?"

Chu Mian was dumbfounded and said, "You want to be alone, deal with them?"

"If you can't help, I'll let you retreat, you just retreat!"

Chen Ran said, and his arm suddenly exerted force.

The armored living corpse who was desperately trying to cut off the big sword only felt a huge force in front of him.

The next moment, he began to pedal backwards.