The seven hall masters were here as if they were playing, laughing and talking about gambling and smoking.

And Yan Bing, Liu Xiao, the monks of Hongluanmen and Qingyunmen are staging the speed of life and death.

There are nearly a thousand monks on both sides, who are dying all the time.

There are no gorgeous spells, this is the favorite thing of the demon race, although the human race also has it, but only the great power will use high-level spells.

Like these, monks who generally only have gray crystals and white crystals, firstly, the spells they use are not strong, and secondly, they are not qualified to come into contact with more advanced spells.

As soon as Hongluanmen and Qingyunmen met, there was no communication at all, and they came up to do it.

Yan Bing himself had already killed nearly ten monks, but there were actually three Baijing Sanpin monks in Hongluanmen, and there were more people than Qingyunmen, so Qingyunmen suffered more in battle.

"Sect Master, it's not okay to go on like this, Hongluan Sect has two more Baijing third-grade monks than us, and the number is also more than us, Sect Master, what should we do?"

Yan Bing stabbed a monk with a shot, and without looking back, he said directly: "Keep killing!"

"Kill!"

The shouts were overwhelming.

The people who fought were monks, not mortals.

Even if there are only a thousand monks, the fight is much more powerful than the thousands of mortals.

Most of the monks who fought were spears, and few were short-handed, and they were all on horses, which was much more mobile.

"Yan Bing, you and I are just chess pieces, if you admit defeat to me and hand over all the property of Qingyunmen, I will withdraw immediately!"

At this time, Liu Xiao's voice suddenly pierced through Yan Bing's ears.

"I don't want to listen to your dog barking, what kind of ability is it to kill my Qingyunmen monk, there is a kind of fight with me!"

Yan Bing shook the body of the gun, urged the mount, and rushed directly towards Liu Xiao.

Liu Xiao was taken aback, when he was fighting just now, Yan Bing's strength, he saw it, although they were all white crystal three grades, all of them were semi-green crystals, but Liu Xiao knew that he was inferior to Yan Bing.

"Yan Bing, why do you have to do this? You and I both know that it was the Sect Master of the Tianxin Sect who was unkind and forcibly seized the things of my Tianqian Sect, and we are all bèipò, if you surrender to me and join the Tianqian Sect, our Sect Master will never treat you badly. ”

Liu Xiao said as he turned around and urged the horse to avoid Yan Bing.

Yan Bing's speed has not decreased, and the goal is very clear, it is Liu Xiao.

"Hmph, you don't fucking let go of the dog here, the sect master treats me well, how can I betray the sect master, I, Yan Bing, even if I die, I will die in Tianxin Sect!"

"Big brother, I'm here to help you!"

Liu Feng saw that his eldest brother Liu Xiao was in the embarrassing situation of being chased and killed by Yan Bing, so he directly abandoned the enemy in front of him, turned his head to chase Yan Bing, and hung behind him.

"Hmph, since you're so obsessed, then don't blame the two of us, Xiaofeng, flank back and forth. ”

Liu Xiao couldn't help but feel happy when he saw his younger brother Liu Feng taking out his hand to help him.

He can't beat Yan Bing alone, but Yan Bing is only stronger than himself, and with Liu Feng, the winning rate is still very large.

"Door Master!"

Seeing this scene, the monks of Qingyunmen wanted to come over to help Yan Bing, but they were found by the monks of Hongluanmen and killed many monks.

"Leave me alone, concentrate on the enemy, and besiege that monk of the White Crystal Three Grades. ”

As soon as Yan Bing's words came out, it made the monks of Qingyun Sect suffer, originally Hongluan Sect was a step more than the monks of Qingyun Sect, not to mention that there was a monk of the third grade of Baijing who was invincible?

And Yan Bing's side, because of the siege of Liu Xiao and Liu Feng, was also in a stalemate.

Liu Feng and Liu Xiao are brothers and have the same heart, not to mention that the two of them are the same as Yan Bing, cultivating to reach the third grade of Baijing.

It's not so much a stalemate as a bitter battle.

"Are you really going to use that thing?"

Yan Bing's heart moved, even if he was accidentally slashed to his arm by Liu Feng's bǐshǒu, his face did not change.

He distanced himself from the two of them for a while, and a thing like a golden needle quietly appeared in his hand.

Just when he was about to use the killer weapon, suddenly, a loud shout came from afar!

"Qin Yu is here, who dares to touch my uncle!"

Qingguangmen, who sent troops to aid Qingyunmen, finally arrived.

The one who took the lead was Qin Yu, who was riding the blue dragon horse, and half of his body was followed by Mo Li and Qi Lin.

"Kirin!"

Mo Li shouted, and at the same time reduced his speed a little.

I saw Qi Lin nodded, turned over, got off the horse, and after rolling around on the ground, he immediately knelt on one knee, holding the jūjíqiāng in his hand, and aimed at Qin Yu.

Her task is to protect Qin Yu, and it is best not to let him be killed.

"Ding! Release the task, kill the Liu brothers, reward a large number of rank experience, a large number of points, and improve the cultivation of the Four Saints to a small level. ”

At this time, in Mo Li's mind, a task prompt of the Supreme Lord Temple suddenly appeared.

This is the most rewarding task issued by the Supreme Lord Divine Hall since Mo Li was summoned to the Four Saints Cultivation Realm.

"Qin Yu, don't be impulsive, I'll help Sect Master Yan. ”

Mo Li called Qin Yu, hurriedly caught up with Qin Yu, and said so.

Qin Yu also knew his strength, he did not be strong, but joined the monks of Qingyun Sect and killed the monks of Hongluan Sect together.

During this period, Qi Lin kept shooting, and each shot would carry the life of a Hongluanmen monk, and her gunshots were like a death knell, as long as they rang, someone would die.

Qi Lin was like a cold-blooded killer, killing several Red Luanmen monks, still with an unchanged face, and continued to pull the trigger.

Mo Li rode the Red Thunder Flame Horse, rushed to Yan Bing and the three of them, and directly opened the Immortal Demon Body.

Of course, he didn't forget to start the live broadcast, how could he not start the live broadcast at such a wonderful moment, but because he had to devote himself to the battle, he didn't have time to watch the barrage.

After the disguise of the illusion mask, Mo Li's image of the immortal demon body has completely changed, and it is the appearance that he has set up a long time ago.

The whole body is not silver, but has become pitch-black ink, and there are two backward horns on the top of the head, which are larger than before, even if it is Mo Li, he will not associate his image with the silver immortal demon body before.

The current Mo Li is like a xiéè demon king, exuding black flames all over his body, and his momentum is violent.

In fact, this is just a disguise of the illusion mask, and his real appearance is still silver.

And the silver dragon blade that Mo Li was holding in his hand had also changed from a blade that was only more than one meter long to a big knife more than two meters long, wielding it to hunt with the sound of the wind, as if it was about to break through the space.

This is the real thing, without any pretense.

The battle blade of more than two meters is even comparable to the spear in Yan Bing's hands, and it is even thicker, if it weren't for the Red Thunder Flame Horse and not an ordinary horse, even this silver dragon battle blade heavy blade form, it could be directly pressed down.

"Master Yan, I'm here to help you!"

Mo Li said, the silver dragon blade in his hand directly slashed at Liu Feng's head, a very ordinary move, and split Huashan.

The avenue is simple, Mo Li's blow is very fast, Liu Feng has no time to dodge at all, he can only raise the spear in his hand, praying to be able to block this door-like blade.

"Look for death!"

Mo Li's mocking smile drove the strength of his whole body, and he slashed down like a bamboo.