I'll deal with one!" Chu Qiao, the senior brother of the Yin Academy, said in a deep voice, his strength is also able to compete with the powerhouses of the Ninefold Sky Realm, although he may not be able to defeat the other party, but it is not a problem to stop it.

"I can only deal with one. Wang Xiao gritted his teeth, these times, he has also successfully survived the Sky Tribulation and stepped into the Ninefold Sky Realm, this kind of strength can only be equal to a spirit general, Bi Jing, he has no holy weapons to help.

"What if there are still two into?"

Chu Qiao frowned, the powerhouses of the Ninefold Sky Realm, ordinary disciples are very difficult to deal with, if they are left alone, it will have a huge blow to their morale.

Wang Xiao frowned, feeling helpless, the strength of the Fa Sect was already stronger than them, and at this time, they could only do their best.

"The last two, I'll do it. ”

And just when Wang Xiao was helpless, a crisp voice suddenly sounded from the side, and then Wang Xiao saw the girl in a dark black dress, with an extremely slender figure, but holding an exaggerated black scythe, walked out, it was Su Keer.

"You..."Wang Xiaoer looked at Su Ke'er in astonishment.

"I'll deal with those two. Su Ke'er looked at the two Fazong spirit generals, shook the black sickle in his hand with his hand, and said again.

"Are you okay?" Wang Xiao couldn't help but say, he was also a little worried that Su Ke'er would be able to do something, in case something happened at that time.

Su Ke'er glanced at him and didn't speak, but then Wang Xiao felt an extremely gloomy black light, which suddenly swept out of his body, and where the black light spread, it seemed that even the air was a sign of condensation.

"What a sinister spiritual power!"

Wang Xiao looked at Su Ke'er who was wrapped in black light all over her body in amazement, the latter's spiritual power seemed to be a little different from them, their spiritual power was a fusion of yin and yang, but Su Ke'er's spiritual power was extremely pure and cold.

"I went. ”

Su Ke'er didn't have any plans to stay longer, and after saying a word, her delicate body turned into a black light and swept out, and finally the sickle danced, and two extremely cold black lights swept away towards the two Dharma Sect Spirit Generals.

"Hmph, where did the yellow-haired girl come from, looking for death!"

When the two spirit generals saw that Su Ke'er dared to take the initiative to attack him, they immediately laughed angrily, and as soon as their bodies moved, they pounced like tigers and leopards, and the violent wind shrouded Su Ke'er.

Whew!

In the face of the offensive of the two in, Su Ke'er did not retreat, the black sickle blade in his hand flickered with a strange coldness, and the next moment, it suddenly slashed out.

Laugh at!

The scythe slashed out, only to see that the space competition in front of him was torn out of the crack, and the sharp blade, in a flash, appeared on the top of the head of a spirit general, and in that scene, Su Ke'er's attack seemed to penetrate the space.

"Bell!"

A sword shot diagonally from the side, just blocking the swinging blade, and the spirit general retreated in a hurry, but on the top of his head, a piece of flesh was still chopped off, and blood immediately flowed down.

"Be careful, there's something strange about the scythe in her hand!" the other spirit general said in a deep voice with a blank look in his eyes.

Su Ke'er glanced at the two with a shocked face, and didn't say much nonsense, the black sickle in his hand split out again, and the fierce wind swept out again, wrapping the two into the place, and the two spirit generals didn't dare to slack off anymore, and hurriedly concentrated on the battle with all their might.

"We do it too. ”

Wang Xiao Erjin looked at Su Ke'er and really stopped the two spirit generals, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at each other, and their bodies swept out at the same time, swept into the battlefield, and stopped the last two spirit generals of the Fa Sect.

Boom!

In the gravel land, the sound of killing rose to the sky, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of red-eyed fights, and from time to time there were explosions that were blasted into the blood and flew out, falling to the periphery, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The battle between the two sides has no mercy at all, and this is not a competition at all, but a fight between real enemies!

On a mountain peak some distance from the gravel land, a large number of disciples of the Yin Sect stood, and at this time, they were all looking at the life-and-death struggle in front of them with some emotion, and in the pupils of their eyes, there was a constant reflection of scarlet light.

"It's all in the blood, the grievances between the sect and the Fa sect are really difficult to reconcile. "In the group, there are people who sigh like this, every time there is a sect competition, the disciples of the sect and the Fa sect are all enemies who are very angry when they meet, and the fight is like having the hatred of killing their father and taking their wife.

"The disciples of the Fa Sect, the overall strength of Bi Jing is stronger, and it is a little unwise to leave the sect to fight so hard. Wu Qun looked at the blood-red battlefield in front of him, and his eyes were also full of solemnity, and said.

"Yes, and Su Mu, who left the sect, doesn't know where to go now, isn't he really afraid of Pei Weng and doesn't dare to show up?"

"Brother Su Mu won't be afraid of Pei Weng!"

As soon as his voice fell, someone on the side immediately refuted, the person turned his head to look, and then saw Zhou Qiao, who had a pretty face and was a little angry, and immediately laughed dryly, not daring to say more.

Zhou Qiao's gaze turned to the battlefield below, the battlefield there was extremely tragic, and the disciples who left the sect were also gradually suffering casualties.

The screams clearly told Zhou Qiao that here was not a drill, but a real, battlefield.

"The most important part of this battle is the confrontation between Fang Qian and Pei Weng. Wu Qun raised his head and looked at the most layer of the sky, where the monstrous spiritual power was surging wildly, and the two ghost-like figures were staggered like lightning, and every time they collided, there would be a low voice like thunder.

"Senior Brother Wu Qun, who has a better chance of winning between them?" one of the disciples asked.

When Wu Qun heard this, he hesitated slightly, and then said: "Wangshu once said that Pei Weng is extremely dangerous, even if she is difficult to defeat, although Fang Qian's reputation is not weak, but maybe Pei Weng has a better chance of winning." ”

Zhou Qiao, who was on the side, heard this, her heart suddenly tightened slightly, her palms clenched, and then she turned her head, looking at the sky in the distance with some anxiety, she knew that if Fang Qian was defeated in Pei Weng's hands, then Lizong would almost be defeated.

"Brother Su Mu, hurry back. ”

Far away from the outbreak of the Great War, two streamers swept past like stars chasing the moon, and the muffled sonic boom caused by the high speed attracted many eyes from below.

Su Mu's face was tense, and he looked up at the distant direction, where the sky seemed to have a smell of blood

"Senior Sister Shan'er, you must wait for me!"

Su Mu's fists were clenched, the wings of space behind him vibrate, and his speed skyrocketed to the extreme again.

Above the distant sky, the monstrous spiritual power surged, and the two lights and shadows, both mixed with extremely violent fluctuations, tore through the sky, and finally collided in those countless moving eyes.

Boom!

At the moment of impact, it seemed to be a thunderclap in the Nine Heavens, and a visible ripple of spiritual power spread out, and the two figures also shot out backwards, and the soles of their feet stepped on the void, and then stabilized.

Pei Weng's sleeve robe waved, unloading all the energy in his body, looking at Fang Qian in the distance, and said with a light smile: "I haven't fought for so long, you have indeed improved a lot." ”

"Each other. Fang Qian's palm was weak, and the gray-black spiritual power was shuttling and condensing in his palm, he glanced at Pei Weng indifferently, and said lightly.