The last battle

The Innocent Mountain was already crowded with people, and Huo Yunyi took the disciples of the Five Gu Shenxuan Sect and condescendingly looked at the various sects that were ascending the mountain. Thousands of years ago, he was defeated by Xingya here, making the Five Gu Divine Xuanmen ashamed of the people of the world, and his desire to unify the world was also shattered. And today, no one can take everything from him.

Looking at those cowards who were weak in their exercises and were just sycodiles, Huo Yun couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Xingya, I'll see how you turn things around, just rely on these wastes, you are vulnerable!" he said softly, shaking his head again and again.

"Sect Master, Young Master, they're here!" the disciple whispered in his ear.

Huo Yunyi hurriedly looked ahead, and sure enough, Huo Yinan, Qingsi and the others slowly walked towards him, covered with blood. Huo Yunyi couldn't help frowning.

"Meet Father!"

"See the master!"

The crowd saluted.

"How is it?, Quqi Mountain can be extinguished?" Huo Yunyi asked lightly.

"It's out!" said Firewing South.

"Are you injured?" Huo Yunyi looked at the blood stains on everyone's bodies and frowned, if they were injured, then it would be difficult to deal with the next.

"No!" replied Firewing South. "It's their blood!"

"Haha......" Huoyun couldn't help laughing. "Well done!" he turned his head to look at Xingya in front of him. "Today is the best time to do it!"

"Xingya, I'll deal with it, no one is allowed to interfere!" Huo Yunyi said as he stared at Xingya. Today he will wash away the shame of a thousand years ago. "I'll leave the rest to you, don't let me down!"

"Yes!" they agreed.

The two sides were getting closer and closer, and the decent people who only listened shouted: "Demon Sect Demon, don't surrender quickly!"

"You have destroyed the Yuntan Sect, destroyed Quqi Mountain, destroyed so many sects, and harmed so many lives, you will definitely pay the price today!"

"Demon Sect Disciples, Heaven does not tolerate it!"

“......”

Hearing the shouts of the crowd, Huoyun Yi flew up and stood in front of everyone, and Xingya also flew up, opposing Huoyun Yi. "Xingya, why are your people in a hurry?"

"Huoyunyi, aren't your people in a hurry?" Xingya asked rhetorically, two cold lights bursting out of his eyes. "It's not a pity that you have already died just by destroying the Yuntan Sect! You even destroyed Qu Qishan and killed my disciple, this account should be settled!"

"Then do the math!" Huo Yunyi said coldly, and the palms of his hands rose with a dark blue cold flame and struck towards Xingya.

Xingya stepped back, his hands tied a cross knot in the air, and the Xingyi Sword broke in the void, flying in Xingya's hands and clenching it. Xingya turned his sword, and a cold flame reversed the flames, and the clouds flew away. Huo Yunyi smiled coldly, jumped into the air, and easily dodged.

The two began to fight, and the disciples on both sides on the ground also attacked in groups. All around was the sound of weapons clashing, and blood and corpses were accumulating on the ground little by little.

Lingge waved his soft whip, took people's heads for thousands of miles, and the bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth made people feel creepy. Mo Li's thin whip swung and wrapped the soft whip of the spirit song together.

"Demon girl!" Mo Li scolded fiercely, and pulled the thin whip in his hand hard, directly clasping the soft whip of Lingge.

Lingge looked at Mo Li and smiled coldly. "Ridiculous, do you think you can control me like this?" As she spoke, the Lingge soft whip suddenly tightened, instantly turning into an iron rod like a stick, and with a force, Mo Li's soft whip immediately flew out, and with force, the white-clothed disciple behind Mo Li was knocked away. Mo Li was not in a hurry and stumbled to the ground.

"What a girl who can't help herself!" Ling Ge said, her dilated pupils suddenly flashing with a strange light. "Just let me give you one last ride!" Ling Ge said fiercely, the soft whip immediately flew away, but he didn't want a sword light to attack, and directly cut off a small section of the soft whip.

"Little girl, don't be too self-righteous!" Snow Goddess Ji helped Mo Li up from the ground, and the two were tightly pressed together.

"Hmph, three people are just right!" Seeing the snow goddess Ji suddenly come out, Lingge not only did not feel frightened, but on the contrary, made her even more excited. Two opponents can bring her a greater sense of satisfaction. The three of them were entangled with each other with two whips and one sword.

Ding Momao seemed to be coming towards the Fire Wing South from the beginning, and the perfect coordination of one sword and one fan was not at all below under the battle with the Xuanqing Sword of the Fire Wing South.

"Hehe......" Huo Yinan rubbed his somewhat sour wrist, looked at Ding Momao, who was holding a Qianxun feather fan, and said coldly: "I really didn't expect Yan Yuling's fan to be used so well in your hands, not bad." ”

"Who is Yan Yuling? this is my baby!" Ding Momao, who had lost all his memories, couldn't remember where Chihiro's feather fan came from. "Demon Disciple, do you know how good I am now?"

"Haha......" Fire Wing Nan couldn't help laughing. "It's ridiculous, when you use Chihiro's summoning feather fan as well as Yan Yuling, you can say such things to me!" Huo Yinan said, clenching the Xuanqing knife again, and the huge blade swung fiercely towards Ding Momao. "But you don't have that chance anymore!"

Ding Momao watched the blade like a jack slash towards him, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. "Not good!" he tried to flee quickly, but he couldn't dodge, and he saw the sword he held in his hand once again merge with Chihiro's summoning feather fan. Take the blade of Firewing South.

Looking at Ding Momao, who was not hurt at all, Huo Yinan felt a little pity, and he couldn't help but sympathize with Yan Yuling. "It's a pity that Yan Yuling can leave such a magic weapon to you like this! How much good luck did you have in your previous life?" he couldn't help but look at Ding Momao and laughed.

"How is it?demon disciple, are you convinced?" Ding Momao held the magic weapon, looking proud.

"Come again!" Huo Yinan said, turning around and seeing that the shadow of the Xuanqing Sword was mottled and shot towards Ding Momao.