Three hundred and seventy-seven, the bloody battle of the canyon
"Kill!"
The monk was also very terrifying when he became ruthless, and several old monks who were shaped like dead wood, black and small, all burst out with yuan power fluctuations that were not much weaker than the four elephant divine monks, and in just an instant, seven Freedom Sect elders died!
The elders of the Freedom Sect died one after another, not to mention that the people of the Freedom Sect felt bad, even the bystanders felt that if they continued to fight like this, even if they were ignorant, they might be in danger of falling. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info There are obviously many masters in the Manifest and Zen sects, and most of them are still hidden in the crowd without making a move, and the gap between the two sides is too obvious.
Although he was at a disadvantage and had lost a lot of people, he had no intention of giving the order to retreat at all, and it really seemed like he was going to fight to the death.
Wanyan Yunming couldn't help it at first, and shouted at the ignorance of the conspiracy in the air:
"Seeking to protect the Fa, should we withdraw first, and then fight to the death with the reinforcements from the sect when they arrive?"
He is now under the siege of the deep water monk and the Hongsu monk, with the super defensive power of the spirit feather coat, he is okay for the time being, he can still observe the situation and turn his head and shout.
"Young Sect Master, don't be impatient, today we will let these monks and friends from other realms see that the majesty of my Freedom Sect as the first sect of the Demon Dao is not something that anyone can provoke!"
was different from what Yan Yunming thought, Mou Wuzhi actually said such awe-inspiring words, and before he finished speaking, Yan Yunming almost spit out a mouthful of blood, even the surrounding onlookers also made a loud noise. At present, the destruction of the Freedom Sect is imminent, and Mou Wuzhi actually said some impassioned words, if he was not a famous conspiracy in Tianmou Ignorance, I am afraid that some people would have laughed loudly at him for not knowing whether he knew life or death.
Let's not say that the situation of the Freedom Sect is not good, even if they really have reinforcements, as far as the current people of the Sutra and Zen sects are concerned, there are several old monks who are more than six hundred years old who are standing by and watching, and they are not intervening in the battle, at least a few peerless masters.
The Sect of Enlightenment has such a powerful number of people, if the Freedom Sect does not come to the aid in a big way, it is how many people come and how many people are sent.
"You can't be so ignorant, right? Could it be that the Freedom Sect really sent people to become unkind?"
Yang Qixiang above saw the attitude of seeking ignorance and resolute decisive battle with Xianzong, and he was really puzzled. There was an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes, and he was constantly thinking about various possibilities. Ignorance is famous for its wisdom, and it is impossible to come out to fight a battle that is bound to be lost, so what is the confidence of ignorance?
Chu Wuru was also strange, he thought about another thing in his heart, thinking of Yan Yan and sorrow, thinking of the face that captivated the country and the city, his heart throbbed a little, and he immediately calmed down. He pinched his chin in his hand and thought:
"It may be that the Freedom Sect is really attacking. The Freedom Sect can be said to be the weakest first sect of the Demon Dao for thousands of years, after the Demon Dao of the Heart Demon Sect declined, will the Freedom Sect use the battle with the Xianzong to re-establish the prestige of the Demon Dao? If this is the case, unless Wanyan Donghan comes in person, it is impossible for them to deal with the people of the Xian Sect and the Zen Sect. I see that there are at least two Zen shadow monks below, and there are several monks of the Xianzong Road generation, and their strength is unfathomable!"
After making some speculation, Chu Wuli still felt that it was too difficult for the Freedom Sect to deal with the Xianzong and Zen sects, the Xianzong was too strong, and as soon as they came out, they would come out with at least double-digit peerless masters, and they were definitely one of the best forces in the Saigon Mountains, and I am afraid that the forces of the Heavenly Ghost Sect and the Qinghua Sect coming to the Saigon Mountains could be equal to the group of Xianzong.
"Two more have died, and the Freedom Sect has already killed almost fifteen people, and if we continue to fight, I'm afraid that before nightfall, they will all be overdosed!"
Ning Guangshi couldn't help but sigh when he saw that two more Freedom Sect masters were killed below, he was very optimistic about the situation of the Freedom Sect.
"I think the Freedom Sect should be prepared, maybe everything is in the midst of ignorant calculations!"
I don't know why, Yang Qixiang has a vague feeling in his heart, feeling that the Freedom Sect may be plotting something, so he is optimistic about the Freedom Sect.
"I feel similar to you, plotting in the sky, plotting ignorance, but a character who can be compared with Mencius Ding, it is impossible to have a bloody impulse and fight with people. Anyone who underestimates ignorance and wisdom will end up miserable. ”
Chu Wuli also had an idea with Yang Qixiang.
Not only did Chu Wuli and Yang Qixiang feel that they were ignorant and had plans, even the people around them who had a little bit of brains knew that the Freedom Sect must have some big plans, which were aimed at the Xianzong.
"I think it's better for us to take a step back. ”
Yang Qixiang suddenly said something inexplicable, Ning Guangshi and the motor were still puzzled, and Chu Wuru had already stepped back.
Chu Wuru and they withdrew more than three hundred zhang away before stopping, and beside them, there were actually many people who had just withdrawn. It seems that there are still many people who can see the situation clearly, not just the four of them.
"Pay attention to the surrounding situation, set up defenses, and anyone who comes close, please leave!"
Seven thin old monks sat cross-legged, and the cloudy eyes of the old monk suddenly opened, and he whispered to the more than thirty monks around him.
"Yes. ”
When more than 30 monks heard this, they all saluted the old monk and were extremely respectful, and then they scattered one after another, gathering towards the left and right openings of the canyon.
"Shoot with light!"
The Shenshui monk also sensed that the situation was wrong, although the forces of the Xian Sect and the Zen Sect were already very strong, but he was still not at ease in his heart, and his subordinates sped up, and the silver silk deer tendon gun in his hand suddenly turned into a flash of lightning, and it was pointed on Wan Yan Yunming's chest when Wan Yan Yunming did not react.
"Hmm!"
The thunderbolt of the deep-water monk's gun was too fast to hide, and after Yan Yunming saw the deep-water monk activate the yuan force, the head of the spear had reached his chest. The spirit feather cloak on his body turned into pieces of black feathers to protect his chest, and the defense of the spirit feather cloak was really amazing, blocking the swift blow of the deep water monk.
However, the attack of the deep water monk was full of power, and the spirit feather coat resisted the attack of the silver silk deer tendon gun, but it did not block the penetration of the deep water monk's power, and Wanyan Yunming only felt that his chest was pierced, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"How daring!"
Seeing that Yan Yunming was injured, the old slave beside him finally made a move and slapped the deep water monk fiercely.
"Gun head drill!"
The deep-water monk was also not afraid, and the silver silk deer tendon gun in his hand was twisted and rotated fiercely by his palm, and the head of the spear rotated into a circle, and rushed towards the old slave.
"Boom!"
The huge impact caused the deep water monk to take three steps back in a row, and Fangzheng's face was flushed. He snorted, he didn't expect that the old slave who finished Yan Yunming was so powerful, at least he had reached the peak of a peerless master, and the deep water monk slapped him, although he was not beaten and vomited blood, but he was injured internally, and the injury was not light.
Wan Yan Yunming, who had suffered a loss just now, received the help of his old slave, and his spirit was also lifted, taking advantage of the injury of the deep water monk, he happily slapped the bald head of the deep water monk, ready to end the life of the deep water monk first.
"Amitabha!"
When the Shenshui monk was in danger, a monk in a yellow robe appeared in front of the Shenshui monk, and the speed of coming was so fast that Wanyan Yunming seemed to rush towards him.
First slapped out Yan Yunming, and then took a palm with the old slave, although the monk was beaten back by the old slave, he was not injured, it seems that the strength is inferior to the old slave, and he is also a rare peerless master.
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