After Ding Zhen and Chen Hao joined the battle, the pressure on Ouyang De and several other loose cultivators was relieved, and the situation was reversed step by step, and more than 20 of the 50 people on the other side had been killed.

"Go on, we can win!" Ouyang De stabbed out with a finger, and the sword aura was rampant, and one of the enemy's ears was cut off, covering his bloody cheek and screaming.

"Thank you two friends for joining us!" a casual cultivator looked at Ding Zhen and the others gratefully.

"You're welcome, this is also a sharpening for us!" Chen Hao punched a person who rushed towards him, and smiled arrogantly.

"That's right!"

Ding Zhen's legs were like a tomahawk, and he slashed down in the air, and one person tried to sneak attack Chen Hao from behind, but he was smashed into the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"You're so lively here, take me to play one!"

At this moment, a huge hammer fell from the sky like a meteorite.

Rumble!

The earth and rocks splashed, the ground trembled, and a short figure stood proudly on top of the giant hammer, smiling rather than smiling.

"It's you!" Ouyang De was taken aback, "What about Lao Zhu!"

The short man casually pointed to the side and jokingly said, "The old thing didn't let me have fun at all." ”

Ouyang De looked over, his pupils shrank suddenly, Zhu Gang fell in a pool of blood, one arm was smashed into flesh, his broken body twitched slightly, and his gradually dimming gaze symbolized the vitality that was passing quickly.

If he can't be treated in time, he will die!

"Qinglian Sword Intent!"

Ouyang De's body was exhausted, and at this moment, he forcibly performed his strongest stunt, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blue lotus in the sky was in full bloom and circling, and a cyan sword was condensed, and the fierce sword intent was surging vertically and horizontally.

"Fall!"

The sword rained down on the earth.

"Good time!"

The short man held the chain on the giant hammer and picked it up like a windmill, resisting most of the sword rain, only a few sharp swords pierced into his strong flesh, which was not painful at all.

Immediately after, he launched a counterattack, and the giant hammer roared and fell, and the power was amazing.

Ouyang De was exhausted and could not resist, so he could only keep dodging.

However, the short man's attack was as fast as a raging storm, and he was finally smashed by a hammer, and his bones were shattered, and he lost almost all his combat strength.

The rest of the scattered cultivators had red eyes and rushed forward angrily, but under the domineering hammer of the other party, they were either killed or seriously injured.

At this time, all the pressure was basically concentrated on Chen Hao and the others.

More than twenty Heavenly Demon Valley disciples, plus a powerful cadre-level figure, the two of them felt a huge pressure, "let the storm ...... Let's go more violent!"

The two of them are awe-inspiring, what they want is this kind of life and death situation!

After several fights, the two slaughtered more than a dozen people, covered in blood, but also overdrawn their physical strength, and they were already shaking at the moment, and they could fall to the ground at any time.

"Well, yes, it's much more durable than that old man!"

The short man wielded a giant hammer, rolled up a surging wave of qi, and rushed towards the two of them excitedly.

"I'm here to help you!" Wan Changfeng stepped down and swooped down from the air, going to relieve the crisis for Ding Zhen and the others.

Phew!

A flash of swordlight!

Wan Changfeng's cold hair exploded, instantly urging the true qi defense of his whole body, and at the same time retreating.

"It's time to go to war, the weak die and become nourishment. ”

Dressed in white like snow and carrying a silver sword, a handsome figure stepped on the void, as if walking on the ground.

Ming Yu's face was indifferent, and he appeared in front of Wan Changfeng, his calm gaze did not have the slightest wave, "I am the strongest, to end everything." ”

Wan Changfeng's expression was solemn, his right arm was trembling slightly, and scarlet blood was dripping.

Fast!

It's almost to the extreme!

Even if he defended and dodged at the first time, he was still cut by this sword.

He took a deep breath, his body glowed with a red light, and his momentum climbed to the peak, and he had to go all out to deal with this person.

"Come on, then!"

And Ling Yu, after solving Cheng Ziyan, was surrounded by six women, who were the six maids who carried the sedan chair for Ming Yu.

Their expressions were numb, and their eyes were dull, like puppets.

"Get out of here!"

An elder of the Xuanxu Sect attacked them.

"Roar!"

The six women bared their teeth at the same time, their eyes showed fierce light, like wild beasts, and they burst out with a terrifying momentum, directly shocking him out.

"It's the Six Demon Puppets!"

Hu Dao showed surprise, "It's actually this kind of magic skill!"

Instead of continuing the pursuit, the six women pounced on Ling Yu, a hoarse roar coming out of their throats, which made their scalps tingle.

"Six Demon Puppets?" the stunned elder stood up holding his chest and looked at the six women besieging Ling Yu with fear.

"Tortured six women with special physiques to the point of collapse by inhuman means, and then tempered their bodies with secret methods to re-infuse them with spirit. Hu Dao's voice trembled, as if he was angry at the cruelty of this exercise.

"They will become the furnace of the master, constantly collecting and replenishing for the master, and at the same time, they will also get strong power, especially when the six of them shoot together, they will burst out with terrifying resentment, which can make people lose their minds. ”

"No wonder I just had a feeling of palpitations...... So, Mr. Ling is also in danger?"

"Mr. Ling's strength is terrifying, he can easily crush those six women, but in the face of the strong resentment born from the torture day and night, no one can be safe!"

"Isn't this our chance?"

"Yes, so I'm thinking about what to do with that resentment. Hu Dao closed his eyes and thought, his brows furrowed, and he looked very troubled.

"Old Hu. A Xuanxu Sect elder patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't bother me!" said Hu Dao coldly.

"Not ......"

"Don't make a noise!" Hu Dao directly interrupted him.

"Mr. Ling, he ......"

"Don't bother me!" Hu Dao had a flash of inspiration, and his mind was disturbed.

"Those six women are dead!"

"Don't bother...... Huh?" Hu Dao opened his eyes, looking confused, "Already dead?"

"See for yourself. The elder gestured casually.

Hu Dao looked over, Ling Yu was no longer in place, and the six puppets were lying on the ground, lifeless.

Hu Dao: "......"

"Smash you guys!"

On the other side, the short man laughed wildly and fell from the sky, the giant hammer in his hand pressed down, and the air was compressed and exploded, setting off a gust of wind.

At the same time, there were enemies attacking from all directions, Ding Zhen and Chen Hao were gasping back to back, they had already squeezed out the last trace of strength, and now it was difficult to even raise their arms.

Rumble!

The sound exploded and was deafening.

Those disciples had their eardrums torn and blood flowing, and they screamed in pain and stopped attacking Ding Zhen and the others.

Ling Yu didn't know when he appeared, and punched the giant hammer through, and the pupils of the short man holding the handle of the hammer contracted, and he was shocked.

"You ......"

"Don't you like to play with hammers, how about being your own hammer?"

(End of chapter)