Wang Ziqiao was not afraid of the joint attack of these people at all, now, he was already at the peak of the seventh level, and his physical strength was already comparable to the eighth level, plus the three major distractions, the sum of his spiritual power was already comparable to the early stage of the ninth level, so he would only win a complete battle against the eighth level alone.

However, these people from the Wudang faction are not fools, and when they mobilize their sword qi to attack for a long time, they find that they are helpless Wang Ziqiao, so they are not attacking sword qi one by one, but relying on extraordinary swordsmanship to attack closely.

Ten eighth-level forces together, Wang Ziqiao can't stand it a little, but Wang Ziqiao can hide in the wind, and people of the same level are impossible to find out.

An eighth-level veteran pierced Wang Ziqiao's body with a sword, but he found that this body slowly faded away, and it was actually just an afterimage.

The next moment, Wang Ziqiao suddenly appeared behind this person and slapped his palm on the top of his head.

Syllable!

The brain almost burst, and the huge shock made this eighth-level dizzy and bleeding.

However, he did not die, and with a roar, he tried to turn around and attack.

However, in Wang Ziqiao's palm, countless threads of energy suddenly drilled out, passing through the scalp and straight into his brain.

The more fiercely this level 8 struggles to resist, the more willpower the Love Cup can devour.

"Ah...... Let go of my brother! Another eighth-level roar slashed at Wang Ziqiao, the sword light flickered, and he stepped out and came behind Wang Ziqiao, directly approaching Wang Ziqiao's neck.

But as soon as Wang Ziqiao turned around, he faced the eighth level he controlled towards the sword, and when the other party saw this, he hurriedly put away the sword.

Another level eight seized the opportunity, and in a flash, he came to Wang Ziqiao's back, and stabbed forward with a long sword, directly approaching Wang Ziqiao's heart.

And behind Wang Ziqiao, a wall of wind suddenly rose, driving Wang Ziqiao and the eighth-level controlled by him to rotate rapidly, and the figures of the two, in the wind wall, seemed to be fused together, so that the people around who tried to attack couldn't do it at all.

Because no one is sure that he will hurt his own people with his sword, for a while, nine eighth-level can only surround Wang Ziqiao, and I don't know what to do.

After about a few minutes, the love cup was almost finished, and Prince Joha laughed loudly, shaking his hand and shattering the skull of the eighth level.

Rumble!

The head is broken, the soul naturally can't stay anymore, as soon as it comes out, it is swallowed into the belly by Wang Ziqiao's ghost slave, the ghost at this time, although it can't enter the ninth level, but it is also comparable to the eighth level, its soul is already very powerful, and the fluctuation of spiritual power makes people tremble.

Shooting this eighth level to death, Wang Ziqiao's figure suddenly disappeared from the wind wall, and when the wind wall ended, the nine eight levels around saw Wang Ziqiao disappear, and how high his beard was raised, but unfortunately, they couldn't see Wang Ziqiao, and their mental power couldn't perceive it.

That is, Prince Joe can launch a sneak attack on any of them at any time.

"Combine three and three to avoid him sneaking up!" One of the old men in the late eighth rank told everyone.

Nine eight-level, just three and three combined, back-to-back, internal force through, each defending one side, against the ninth level does not suffer.

Wang Ziqiao, who was secretly observing, found that it was indeed difficult to succeed, and his attention was on other people, there were still many seventh-level ones, and now he was killing seventh-level as simple as killing chickens.

However, in order not to cause bad influences, he didn't really kill anyone, he smashed the dantian with one palm, breaking their true vitality sea.

In a matter of moments, Wang Ziqiao was injured seven or eight level seven in a row.

At this moment, the tightly guarded eighth-level couldn't stand it anymore, and the three and three combined to kill Wang Ziqiao......

……

Fireballs fell from the sky and landed on the building masses of the Wudang faction, igniting a raging fire, accompanied by gusts of wind, seeing that the Wudang faction that had just been built was about to be destroyed again.

Seeing this, the three ninth-level who were trembling by Huo Xiang and Wei Ziao turned pale and trembled with anger, and the ninth-level late-stage old man with the highest cultivation roared: "Huo Xiang, it seems that today you will not destroy my Wudang faction and swear not to give up?" Well, well, let it be dead! ”

Scold......

The Xiaguang Divine Sword behind him rose into the sky again, no longer killing the enemy with sword light, but a flying sword close to the attack, this flying sword, although no one controls it, but it can automatically kill the enemy.

A sword shadow rushed towards Huo Xiang, Huo Xiang saw this, his expression was solemn, and his body shook, drawing countless afterimages, but the flying sword could accurately catch Huo Xiang's traces, and after piercing several afterimages one after another, he still locked on Huo Xiang's own figure.

Seeing this, the flying dragon let out a dragon groan, the void swung its tail, tearing through the space, the afterimage flickered, and the claws grabbed the Xiaguang Divine Sword, the dragon was full of power, shocking the space, and using the power of space, the Xiaguang Divine Sword was temporarily imprisoned under the dragon's claws.

But the Glowing Sword trembled rapidly, trying to break through the confinement of the dragon's claws.

"Kill ......" The old Dao of the late ninth level roared, and pushed the flying dragon with one palm.

Seeing this, Huo Xiang pursed her lips and smiled, although she couldn't match this Xiaguang Sword, but Xiaolong could control it temporarily, although the control time was not long, only one minute, but this minute was enough.

Seeing the old Dao coming, Huo Xiang's whole body was glowing with a metallic luster, and the thunder on it was dense, the arc ignited the void, and a punch blasted out, the thunder shook, turning into purple dragon-shaped lightning, and colliding with the palm print.

Click!

The palm print and the thunder dragon exploded at the same time, but Huo Xiang's figure followed closely from the energy storm of the collision, and with a close punch, it hit Lao Dao's chest.

Seeing this, this old man gritted his steel teeth, and swung out a palm again, colliding with Huo Xiang's fist.

Rumble!

Huo Xiang's punch has the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth, what she cultivates is the thunder alchemy body, the body of the immortal golden body, the whole body is like metal, the power is infinite, and it is accompanied by bursts of thunder, the fist smashed on the palm of the old Dao, and the thunder also spread out, colliding with the old Dao's body protection Zhenyuan.

Rumble!

The power of thunder can be integrated into any kind of element, and the true element of the old Dao's body protector is not an insulator, and the strength is not as strong as Huo Xiang.

After being blasted out by a punch, and then bombarded by the power of thunder, the whole body was in flames, and all his clothes were shattered, if he hadn't used the true yuan to guard the bottom, the pants would have been gone, the hair flashed, standing straight, and the whole body was scorched black.

"Kill!"

Huo Xiang took a step, quickly went up, and with another punch, he smashed into this old man in the late ninth level.

"Enchantress, stop!" Another mid-ninth level veteran roared, and the light of the long sword in his hand flickered, like a galaxy paved, and the sword light flashed, and it arrived at Huo Xiang's side.

However, Huo Xiang ignored it, allowing the sword light to cut into her shoulder, and her palm still hit the chest of the old man in the late ninth level.

Rumble!

The sternum of this old man in the late ninth level shattered, and he directly dented, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, like a blood sword, and hit Huo Xiang.