The white ape's figure rushed left and right, as if entering a no-man's land, harvesting the lives of the disciples of the four major sects, and even the disciples of the Shaolin Temple who retreated to the side did not let go.

Those Shaolin disciples were also unlucky, their leader Yuan Ci died, and the dragons were leaderless, and they wanted to withdraw from this battle, but they didn't expect the white ape to rush to them and start killing.

More than a dozen Shaolin disciples, without the protection of Xuan-level martial artists, are not the opponents of the white ape, under the attack of the white ape, let alone resist, there is no chance to escape.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Shaolin disciples were slaughtered in despair.

The disciples of the other three major sects didn't even have time to come to the rescue.

So far, half of the more than 100 disciples of the four major sects have been killed or injured in the hands of the white ape.

Of course, the Jedi counterattack of more than a dozen Shaolin disciples before their deaths also added several wounds to the white ape's body, one of which was constantly gushing blood, and it seemed that the injury was not light.

The white ape's white fur had been dyed red with blood, and with the cruel and violent aura emanating from its body, it was like a killing god.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this white-haired beast is strong and has a fierce temperament, let's not fight against it, try to swim and fight. It was already wounded, and it wouldn't be long before it would bleed too much and it would be defeated without a fight. ”

Wen Xiangrong, a Xuan-level martial artist of the Yanyu Building, said loudly.

So the remaining dozens of disciples of the three major sects surrounded the white ape and fought with each other, trying to use the method of delaying time to drag the white ape down alive.

That white ape is not a fool, the disciples of the three major sects want to delay time, but it wants to fight quickly.

The disciples of the three major sects besieged it but did not attack, so it seized the opportunity and took the initiative to attack.

Although the Shaolin disciples were all wiped out, there were still three Xuan-level martial artists and more than a dozen yellow-level high-level martial artists on the scene, no matter who the white ape attacked, they would join forces to force the white ape back.

In order to avoid repeating the mistake of the Shaolin disciples' annihilation, the disciples of the three major sects worked together to unite unprecedentedly, and it was not so easy for the white ape to break through each like just now.

Facts have proved that the method of wandering and grappling against the white ape is still very effective.

The white ape was bent on killing the disciples of the three major sects, his huge body moved frequently and quickly, and the true yuan was rapidly consumed, and he had no chance to stop the bleeding and heal his injuries, and his combat power was getting weaker and weaker.

"Go!"

Bian Xiqi of the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicine grabbed a flaw exposed by the white ape, and threw the copper medicine pestle in his hand as a hidden weapon, smashing it on the back of the white ape, making a muffled sound of "tom".

A wisp of blood appeared at the corner of the white ape's mouth, and he let out an angry cry from the sky, his bloodshot eyes glared at Bian Xiqi fiercely, and he attacked him as if he was not going to die.

Bian Xiqi's pressure increased suddenly, and under the shock, his body couldn't help retreating.

The white ape followed like a shadow, waving his arms staggered, and his sharp fingertips cut through the clothes in front of Bian Xiqi, leaving blood marks on his chest and abdomen.

If the speed of the white ape is faster, or the speed of Bian Xiqi retreats more slowly, there is a danger of being disemboweled.

The white ape attacked Bian Xiqi, and a big flaw was revealed behind him.

Wen Xiangrong of Yanyu Lou waved the folding fan in his hand, and three fan bones made of stainless steel flashed with cold light and shot out, nailing deep into the back of the white ape.

The long sword in the hand of the Qingxu Dao Leader of Qingcheng Temple swung from top to bottom, drawing a foot-long wound on the back of the white ape.

The white ape's back was hit twice, and blood suddenly gushed out.

Perhaps stimulated by the injury to his back, the speed of the white ape's forward sweep suddenly accelerated, and a pair of giant palms pierced Bian Xiqi's chest like a pair of steel forks.

Roar –

In the angry cry of the white ape, the anger on his body exploded, and the pair of giant palms that pierced Bian Xiqi's chest tore violently to both sides.

Bian Xiqi screamed miserably, his body was split from the middle, and in an instant, the sky was covered with blood rain, and his internal organs were also splashed everywhere.

"Uncle Shi!"

Seeing Bian Xiqi's tragic death, the ghost hand who was injured and retreated to the side had red eyes, and roared: "Beast, I'll fight with you!"

He threw himself at the white ape, but before the person arrived, his hands were raised, and dozens of silver rays had already shot out.

He carries hundreds of silver needles on his body all the year round, ready to use them to defend himself and save his life, but at this time, in order to avenge Bian Xiqi, he was beaten out all at once.

Dozens of silver needles, as fine as rain, enveloped dozens of acupuncture points large and small on the white ape's body.

If at the peak of the white ape's strength, these silver would not pose any threat to it, but now the ghost hand is angry, and the true yuan of the white ape is consumed too much, and the strength is less than one-third of usual, although most of the silver needles were knocked off by the white ape's palms, but there are still a few silver needles deeply nailed into its flesh and skin, acupuncture points.

The white ape only felt that half of his body was numb, the true yuan was not running smoothly, and the movement speed of his body was also greatly restricted, and then the Qingcheng Guanqing Void Dao Chief, who was attacking, quietly approached its side, waved the long sword, and cut one of its arms to the ground.

Losing an arm, the white ape's combat power was reduced by half, and it seemed to know that its strength was no longer enough to protect itself, so it gave up attacking the ghost hand and wanted to flee out of the valley.

"Brute, you still want to leave after killing so many of us?"

Wen Xiangrong's right hand in Yanyulou suddenly flung outward, and the folding fan in his hand turned into a hidden weapon and flew out at high speed, and one end of the folding fan slammed into the heart of the white ape.

The white ape felt as if he had been hit hard by a huge object, and his eyes were black, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

In this way, the white ape was injured and injured, and his combat power was reduced by a cut, and his body was already staggering a little.

Hundreds of disciples of the four major sects were killed and injured by the white ape, and each sect suffered heavy losses, and those who were still alive hated this white-haired beast to the core, how could it escape?

Dozens of people caught up with the white ape, surrounded it in the middle, and attacked the white ape in turns with fists and feet, long swords, hidden weapons, etc., without giving the white ape any chance to rest.

The white ape suffered several heavy injuries in the blink of an eye, and when it saw that it could not escape, it rose up and fought to the death.

Its final madness once again took the lives of seven disciples of the Four Great Sects, including the Dongxuan Dao Master of Qingcheng Temple.

Qingxu saw that his nephew was killed, he couldn't help but be furious, grabbed the long sword of a Qingchengguan disciple beside him, a style of "flying dragon in the sky" rose in the air, and then the body turned upside down, a style of "dragon diving in the abyss", head and feet, the tip of the long sword pointed down, and pierced from the top of the white ape's head.

Qingxu's sword is deep in the swordsmanship's three flavors of speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness, and after the tip of the sword pierced into the top of the white ape's head, the sword body did not enter half of it.

The two-meter-tall body of the white ape trembled violently as if it had been shocked. Then he slowly fell to the ground, stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

The white ape bowed his head and was punished, and all the warriors at the scene breathed a sigh of relief, and some people couldn't help but cheer.