There are also four cities outside the southern city, and judging from the city lords of the southern city, the rest of the city lords should also be non-foolish realm cultivators.

There was a vision of heaven and earth in Nancheng, and it didn't take much time for the rest of the people to rush over when they heard the news, it wasn't that there was no trace of reinforcements everywhere, and Meng Jin and the Daoqing Pavilion Lord were puzzled.

"If you drag it any longer, my old bones have a chance of winning. ”

The Daoqing Pavilion Master was not sure about the situation, so he could only hold the hilt of the sword in his hand tightly.

In the distance, Xuan Chang held the purple-robed monk back to the battlefield, cautiously estimating how much combat power the Daoqing Pavilion Lord still had.

Xuan Chang was also scarred under him, and his vertical pupils, which were originally full of violence, gradually calmed down, suppressed his instinctive bloodlust, and stared at the white-robed old man angrily.

The purple-robed monk was apprehensive, and carefully considered what to do with the old man and the sword in his hand next.

One man and one beast stared at the Daoqing Pavilion Master, looking for his flaws.

The Daoqing Pavilion Lord secretly used his luck to treat the injuries caused by the sword move, and the situation was grim and could not be sloppy.

The Daoqing Pavilion Lord's eyes were firm and threatening, and the injury slowly subsided.

"I've seen how many life and death separations I've seen in my life, and I've looked down on them...... Today, the old man will fight this rotten body and cut you down here!"

The Daoqing Pavilion Lord's face was solemn, and the long sword in his hand swept and stood at his side, nailing it into the purple-robed monk's ears word by word.

The dark clouds were suppressed, and the rain was falling to the earth.

"He's holding on to his injuries now!" the purple-robed monk realized that he didn't hesitate to harness Xuan Chang's attack.

"Thirty years...."When the Daoqing Pavilion Lord was preparing to draw the third sword, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and the raised sword actually withdrew its scabbard.

The actions of the Daoqing Pavilion Lord fell into the eyes of the purple-robed monk, although he was puzzled, he did not want to miss the opportunity and still controlled Xuanchang to attack quickly.

The distance between the two was sharply pulled, and just as the giant beast was about to collide with the Daoqing Pavilion Lord, suddenly the heavens and the earth were quiet!

The rain that was about to drip was condensed in the air, and the city was silent in an instant, and Chang Xuan, who flew in, stayed not far from the Daoqing Pavilion Lord, and pieces of scale armor appeared.

The next moment the earth shook, and the blazing fire appeared above the dark clouds.

I saw a pillar of fire descending from the sky, instantly submerging Chang Xuan and the purple-robed monk, and the terrifying red flame fell to the ground, and the surrounding soil and rocks melted one after another in the high temperature, showing a magma state.

The red flame pillar is nailed through the haze to disperse the dark clouds and rain, the surging flames bake the surrounding earth, and the red flame and red lotus in front of the southern city are scorching.

The red flame punished the evil, and the purple-robed monk accompanied Chang Xuan to annihilate it, and he couldn't make a sound.

The red flame was extinguished, and there was no trace of the two, and the flames were so devastating that the purple-robed monk could not be allowed to resist and kill him with a thunderous blow!

The Daoqing Pavilion Lord looked at the dots of sparks in the air and sighed with emotion, the difference between a realm and a world of difference.

Just now, when he forced out the third sword at the cost of his life, what sounded in his ears was the persuasion of the person who fell from the pillar of fire.

"Daoqing Pavilion Master, you have a meritorious role in punishing evil this time, and leave the rest to me. ”

The mellow voice came into his ears, and this voice was the current lord of Hanzhou, how could the lord of Daoqing Pavilion not be familiar with it.

The Four Grades Holding Floating Realm is as strong as this, and it is thousands of miles away from the state lord's action to the red flame to punish the evil, and the transmission and red flame just now are all delivered by the state lord through the air.

The great enemy was killed, and the Daoqing Pavilion Lord felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, smacking his mouth and turning to check Meng Jin's injury.

But I didn't know that not long after leaving, a drop of blood floated slowly and disappeared into the southern city.

The master of the Daoqing Pavilion stepped forward to help Meng Jin up, and scolded with a smile.

"You fool, you have to take the state lord's hand, otherwise we will both have to lie here. ”

"I can't be ashamed of the people of Nancheng, even if I will die, I have to die in front of the people of Nancheng. ”

"Are you afraid of it in retrospect?"

"I'm afraid! I'm too reckless... I would have delayed a little longer if I had known that you were coming, and if I hadn't caught up, I would have had to wait for someone else to serve wine at my grave. ”

Meng Jin smiled, his slightly chubby cheeks did not regret it at all, he got up tremblingly, and the two of them helped each other into Nancheng.