Zhang Shizhao secretly wiped a cold sweat, and even they didn't notice that this person was not dead, but heard them coming and lay on the ground pretending to be dead. If it weren't for Ling Chuxi's sword, once they left, the few Su family disciples who stayed behind might be planted in his hands if they were defenseless.

He had seen Ling Chuxi's combination of rigidity and softness before, and only then did he see her fierce side, and he couldn't help but be secretly afraid. This sect master is by no means a sage or saint, when he should be ruthless, he is more ruthless than anyone else! Fortunately, he went in time before, otherwise Zhang Yuhong would definitely have the same fate as the man in black.

Su Yanhua and the others also reacted, and drew out their long swords and made up a few swords at the black-clothed man on the ground. Although they are not ruthless people, they will never show any mercy to those who kill their fellow disciples.

All this is a long story, but in fact, it was just a few moments, leaving those disciples in charge of treating the wounded, and Ling Chuxi and the others continued to rush forward.

At the back of the house is the Purple Fragrance Garden, from which the faint fragrance of medicinal herbs wafts out.

Hundreds of descendants of the Jindan Sect were guarding the garden gate and the high wall, using the mechanism formation to resist the black-clothed masked people with a considerable number of people.

In the garden, there was an intermittent sound of pain, which should be the descendants of the sect who entered and bandaged after being injured.

Those black-clothed people were holding swords, and they were all sturdy and fierce, if it weren't for the mechanism formation, the descendants of Jin Danzong would not have been able to hold on to the current day, but even so, they would have suffered heavy casualties.

At the gate of the garden, an old man with a white beard was in charge, fighting four enemies in a majestic manner. Seeing that his sword is exquisite, smooth and endlessly changing, flowing but secretly killing, it is the swordsmanship of Jin Danzong.

This old man is naturally Elder Yuan, and he is also the real strongest master of the Zhang family, and even Zhang Shizhao's strength is a few points inferior to him.

However, at this time, in the face of the joint attack of the four opponents, Elder Yuan was already exhausted, the white beard on his chest was stained with blood, and one hand was also hanging down at his side, obviously the injury was not light, if it weren't for the subtlety of the swordsmanship, he would have been defeated a long time ago.

The situation of the descendants of other sects was even more critical, and from time to time someone screamed and fell to the ground.

"Die!" Seeing another disciple fall in front of him, Elder Yuan shouted, and the sword momentum suddenly changed, and he slashed an opponent out of the air with a wide open and slammed it away.

But at this moment, the palm of a man in black also slapped on his chest, Elder Yuan didn't have time to avoid it, he could only gather his true qi and accept a hard palm, in the muffled sound, Elder Yuan took two steps back, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his body shook violently a few times, and his face was like white paper, but he was seriously injured.

How could those opponents miss such a good opportunity, and at the same time stabbed Yuan Chang in the chest, throat, and ribs with their swords. Elder Yuan received that palm, his internal organs shook and he couldn't lift it in one breath, knowing that he would definitely die, he looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Stop!" Seeing that Elder Yuan was about to die under the sword, Su Yi's fingers were about to split, and he shouted and rushed forward with a sword.

Although his speed was fast, but the other party was close at hand, this time the shot was a must-kill blow, hearing Su Yizhi's shout, he just sneered, and one person blocked Su Yizhi, and the others continued to stab towards Elder Yuan.

Seeing the killing intent in the eyes of several other people, Su Yizhi was anxious and angry, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. Do you want him to watch his fellow disciples die tragically in front of him?!