Prompted by a strong desire to survive, Shen Yanshan bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, spewing out a mouthful of blood mist and wandering in front of him.

Suddenly, as his right hand raised his spiritual power to rage, the blood mist spiraled and condensed at this moment, quickly forming a blood-red light shield.

While!

The disciples of the Demon Palace swung their swords several times to no avail, and the blades of the swords slashed vertically and fiercely, only making a sonorous and piercing sound.

Although this move had amazing defensive power, it also caused Shen Yanshan to lose a lot of blood.

The whole face suddenly turned pale, and there was not much blood.

"Hmph, see how long you can hold on!"

With a cold snort in his mouth, the disciples of the Demon Palace did not intend to use their martial arts, so they would only waste their spiritual power in vain.

The next thing you need to do is to slash wildly until the opponent's magic shield disappears, then your long sword will pierce the opponent's heart without hesitation!

Dangdang!

The sound of striking iron clanged out, and he looked crazy, and his hands kept slashing down, which was wasting time, and there would be casualties after time passed.

Shen Yanshan became more and more anxious, this move was just a delaying tactic, and in the end, he would eventually suffer.

Why did you come arrogantly to challenge the disciples of the Evil Palace?

Regret gradually rose in his heart, and now it is difficult to ride a tiger, and even the opportunity to use his hole cards to escape has been sealed by the other party.

In the face of a stormy attack, he had no time to make superfluous movements.

Resisting the sword blow like a torrential rain, Shen Yanshan stood unsteadily, the magic shield in front of him shrank and shrunk again, and when the final 'click' suddenly shattered, he flew to the side and pounced.

Burst!

Unfortunately, this time he didn't escape the attack of the disciples of the Demon Palace, and he was scratched on his calf, blood splattered everywhere, and black blood flowed from the wound, and he was poisoned.

"Shhh

The feeling of pain in the bone marrow made him grin his teeth, and the green tendons instantly burst out, wriggling like earthworms, looking very mad.

The disciples of the Demon Palace danced a sword flower, and they were not in a hurry at the moment, and slowly approached all the way step by step.

He smiled sarcastically: "Hehe, if you have been poisoned by my sect's unique secret, I advise you to find a cool place to lie down, so that the corpse will not stink easily." ”

"Stinky, even if I die today, I have to pull a cushion!" Shen Yanshan's eyes were scarlet.

His whole spirit was about to collapse, and the venom was spreading, gradually starting to infect his entire thigh from the wound, and if he didn't cut it off immediately, death would not be far away.

However, if he cut off a leg, how can he escape from the current crisis?

The result was obvious, God wanted him to die, and he had to die.

"Come with me for the funeral!"

Shen Yanshan was heartbroken, painful trombone, and wanted to kill and blow himself up.

At this critical moment, a figure in the distance quickly rushed over: "Senior brother, don't be afraid, I'm here to help you kill the enemy!"

Before he could finish speaking, a huge battle axe roared in, enveloping the spiritual power of the tyrant.

Rumble!

The disciples of the Demon Palace dodged in a thrilling way, leaving a huge ravine in place, two zhang long, and it was hard to imagine that this axe draped on himself might become two halves of a corpse on the spot.

"Help?" his gaze was cold.

The person who came was a burly and sturdy disciple of the Hundred Stars Sect, from the inner gate.

His name is Taiman, shirtless, stubble, and he exudes a rough aura all the time.

Picking up the battle axe embedded in the ground and carrying it on his shoulder, Tai Man protected Shen Yanshan in front of him, his posture was majestic and tall.

"People from the Evil Palace, dare to touch my junior brother, are you itchy and itchy today!" he was unceremonious.

"The native chicken and tile dog of the Baixing Sect, how much is not enough for Lao Tzu to kill, he has been abolished, and if there is a stick of incense for no timely treatment, he will definitely die, I will drag you now, see if you choose to save people or fight with me. ”

The disciple of the Demon Palace is named Duguyun, and he is also well-known among the younger generation, because the methods are very vicious, and he is the best at using poison.

This time, there is no one to mess with in the powerful burial ground, and each of them has special skills, and there must be something extraordinary.

Therefore, Taiman is also in trouble.

The other party was right, either he chose to treat his fellow disciples behind him, or he had to fight, but Shen Yanshan was bound to be in danger and his life was in danger.

"It's really worthy of the name of your Evil Palace, it's despised. Taiman clenched the battle axe, and his body was infused with crazy spiritual power.

"You charge the tomahawk, so you want to start a war with me?" Dugu Yun noticed the other party's small movements, and the corners of his mouth outlined a curvature.

The war was exactly what he wanted to see.

Kill all these ants of the Hundred Star Sect, and they must all be wiped out!

The two were speechless, and a fierce battle broke out in silence.

It was too sudden, Shen Yanshan didn't react, and while he was frightened in his heart, the pain became more and more intense, so painful that he bit his lip and felt pain, and the whole person was about to faint.

While!

A sonorous sound erupted, resounding through the mountains, and the battle between the two was about to break out, and the game was thrilling and violent.

At the same time as the battle axe sword swept by, bursts of spiritual power raged, but any trace of it could spill blood into the sky.

This is the most fierce fight, which is rare in the sect in normal times, and can only occur in this kind of contest between the two major forces.

Life and death are all on the line.

Boom!

Dugu Yun was a little struggling, and at this moment, he sacrificed his long sword and cast a high and profound sword canon, and suddenly his sword intent skyrocketed, and his murderous aura was covered.

It made his whole person as terrifying as killing a god.

A sword fell, with boundless anger, Tai Man no longer had any possibility of dodging, his arms shook, instilling more powerful spiritual power into the battle axe, to use it to block.

The sound of gold colliding was piercing, and sparks were flying.

At the critical moment, Taiman used his ingenuity perfectly, and the axe blade hooked Duguyun's hilt with a flip of his wrist, and pulled it violently!

The long sword was thrown out in an instant under a huge force, and was disarmed on the spot.

"Damn!"

Having lost the weapon in his hand, his figure quickly retreated, and if he didn't open the distance, something big would happen.

"Become the first enemy I kill in this secret realm!" Tai Man's big hand exerted his strength, and all the violent spiritual power in his body was infused.

Phew!

The tomahawk slashed, and a piercing axe light shone on the area, forming an astonishing wave of qi and crushing forward.

Thundered......

The wind suddenly rose, destroying the withering and decaying, this blow was all the strength of his Triple Realm!

Proud as Duguyun, he couldn't remain indifferent at the moment, and turned around and fled.

Burst!

He galloped, but after all, he was still a step too slow, and one of his arms was cut off on the spot, and he fell to the spot with a thud.

With a painful hiss coming from his mouth, he burst out with the rest of his spiritual power, all of which was poured into his feet, and flew away with the help of a piece of rune paper.

Tai Man just wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but suddenly remembered that there was a seriously injured and dying junior brother behind him who needed to be taken care of by himself, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Senior Brother Shen, don't panic, I'll take a look at the injury for you. ”。

"Hurry up and force the poison out, it's already up to your knees!" Shen Yanshan was in pain.

His face was sweating like rain, his clothes were soaked, and his lips were black.