The dark night sky was illuminated by the shining soul ring and the soul power of the opponent, and tens of thousands of soul masters fought together, blood flowed like a river, corpses and bones became mountains, and blood stained the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect.

Under the frantic siege of the Ten Thousand Soul Masters on the Wuhun Palace, the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect suffered heavy losses, killing and wounding more than two thousand disciples, and the rest of the people all fell into the encirclement of the Wuhun Palace, unable to break through, and it was likely that the entire army would be wiped out.

And above the starry sky, the battle of the six Titled Douluo was in full swing, with the strong assistance of Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were two against four, and they did not fall behind at all, but they could not think of separating the winner in a short period of time.

After all, this is a title-level battle, and the six people are all the top powerhouses in the mainland, experienced in hundreds of battles, and have been scheming, so it is not so difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Ning Fengzhi was anxious as he watched the death of his disciples in large numbers, but he was helpless, he clearly knew that they had no advantage in this battle, and if they continued to fight, the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect was likely to be destroyed!

Therefore, for the sake of today's plan, they must not be entangled with the Wuhun Palace, and finding a way to break through is the best policy!

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone! This is not the way to go, we must immediately break through and minimize the loss of the sect. Ning Fengzhi shouted to the two in the fierce battle in the air.

"A sword seals the sky!"

Sword Douluo snorted coldly, and thousands of wisps of sword qi formed a terrifying river of sword qi, mighty, cleansing the void, and the power of a sword actually shook all the four Titled Douluo of the Martial Spirit Hall out.

He let out a long breath, his old face showed a touch of determination, and said to Ning Fengzhi: "In this way, let me drag out these four people, you and the old man of the bones quickly take the disciples to break through, and if you can escape, one by one, the inheritance of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect cannot be broken in our hands!" ”

"One against four? How is this possible, old man sword, don't you want to live! ”

Hearing Sword Douluo's words, Bone Douluo's face was a little ugly, the two of them joined forces, coupled with Ning Fengzhi's assistance, they could be able to tie with the four people of the Martial Spirit Palace, and now, Sword Douluo was actually ready to resist these four Titled Douluo alone, which was tantamount to asking for his own death.

"Uncle Jian, how can we leave you behind!" Ning Fengzhi couldn't bear it.

"Don't waste any more time, if you hesitate a little longer, a disciple of the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect will die, hurry up! It's the only way! ”

Sword Douluo's expression was solemn, he roared wildly, raised the Seven Killing Sword, and rushed towards the four Title Titles of the Martial Spirit Palace, looking like he was at home with death, and he fought with the four Title Douluo alone.

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo sighed, their expressions were a little sad, how could they not understand that this was Sword Douluo using his life to help them break through and buy time.

"Uncle Bone, we can't hesitate any longer, this is the precious time that Uncle Jian gave us with his life!" A look of determination appeared in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, and he finally made up his mind.

"Good! I understand! Bone Douluo gritted his teeth, although he couldn't bear it, but after all, he chose to focus on the overall situation, he and Sword Douluo have been opponents for a lifetime, from enemies to friends, after so many years of ups and downs, this is a friendship that has been fought out, very deep.

"Old man Jian, if you encounter an accident today, I will kill the Martial Spirit Hall one day and avenge you!" Bone Douluo said firmly.

"The disciples of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect obey the orders of this sect, don't fall in love with the battle, hit the troops, and break through to the southeast together, only tonight if we can successfully break through, it will be victory!"

Ning Fengzhi let out a loud shout, holding the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda in his hand, and followed Bone Douluo to open the way in front, and groups of Seven Treasure Glazed Sect disciples followed behind!

Sword Douluo single-handedly restrained the four Titled Douluo of the Wuhun Palace, the soul masters of the Wuhun Hall had no leader, and Bone Douluo was under the increase of Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tower, and the power of the title-level increased exponentially, just like an ancient fierce beast, extremely powerful, killing hundreds of soul masters of the Wuhun Hall in a snap of his fingers!

"The little minions of the Martial Spirit Palace, get out of the way for the old man!"

Bone Douluo's expression was hideous, murderous, and he vented all his anger on this group of Soul Hall Soul Masters, killing wildly, slaughtering hundreds of soul masters by himself.

In this way, under the leadership of Bone Douluo, the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect finally tore a hole in the strict encirclement of the Martial Spirit Hall and fled in panic from the southeast.

"Oh no, let the people of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect run away!" A black-robed man shouted and reported to the elders in the air.

"Damn it, a bunch of shit!"

The four titled elders of the Martial Soul Hall were furious in their hearts, for this attack, their Martial Soul Hall dispatched an army of tens of thousands of soul masters, but in the end they still failed to destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, allowing Ning Fengzhi to escape, and when they returned to the Pope's Palace, they would definitely be punished by Bibi Dong.

"Hahahaha, Wuhun Palace, your wishful thinking is bankrupt!" Sword Douluo's silver hair was stained with blood, his white robe was broken, and he looked very embarrassed, but he had a relieved smile on his face.

As long as the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect can be saved, he can spare this life.

"Sword Dust !!"

The people of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect fled, and the remaining soul masters of the Martial Spirit Hall would naturally settle this account on Sword Douluo's head, and the four major titles stared at Sword Douluo stubbornly, their eyes full of cruelty!

"It's all your fault that this old thing has ruined our big business, go die, Jian Chen-"

With a loud shout, the four major titles of the Martial Spirit Hall gathered Fire Sword Douluo, and the four of them joined forces to beat Sword Douluo out at once.

"Poof......

Sword Douluo's face turned pale, coughing up blood, his body rolled out like a broken kite, slamming heavily on the ground, and a violent sense of powerlessness surged into his heart.

Although his rank is higher than that of everyone present, the four people in front of him should not be underestimated, there is no simple person who can become a title, under the combined force of the four people, he has no resistance, and he was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Jian Chen, your end has come!"

The four Titled Douluo hung high in the sky, overlooking the sword Douluo who was like a gossamer, and his cold pupils had no emotion fluctuations.

The next moment, the ninth soul ring on the four of them lit up at the same time, and the strongest attack was launched, and the four terrifying soul skills gathered together, turning into a four-color river of light, wrapped in a fierce killing machine, and frantically killing at Sword Douluo.

"Is it over......"

Sword Douluo was stunned, looking at the approaching attack, a look of memory appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly recalled the scene when he practiced swords in his childhood!

He used to be young and frivolous, flying and domineering.

Now he is dying, waiting for death.

Sword Douluo had mixed feelings in his heart, and his perception of the world had a sublimation, and the Seven Killing Sword suddenly burst out with a burst of blazing light, and the sword body became crazy and bigger, as if it had evolved, and the terrifying sword qi cut through the space!

"It's ...... Level Ninety-Seven!! ”

Sword Douluo was stunned for a while, and when he was dying, he had some understanding, and finally went one step further, reaching the realm of ninety-seven levels, and his soul power skyrocketed wildly.

He was trapped at level ninety-six for decades, thinking that he would not be able to reach level ninety-seven in this life, side by side with his father, but he didn't expect to break through unexpectedly at this time.

Although it is only one level up, there is a gap of several times the soul power between each level of Title Douluo, and level ninety-seven and level ninety-six are not the same!

"Ah......h

Sword Douluo let out a roar of pleasure, and his body suddenly rose into the air, brandishing the changed Seven Killing Sword, slashing at the four major titles of the Martial Spirit Palace.

"Boom—"

That silver sword qi pierced the sky like a meteor, wrapped in my invincible momentum, and with one sword, it broke the combined force of the four major titles, defeating the four people in one go.

"How is that possible?!"

The four major titles of the Martial Spirit Hall spewed blood wildly, and they were shocked, they couldn't believe that Sword Douluo would suddenly burst out with such a strong strength, defeating the four of them alone.

"Hahahaha, everyone from the Martial Spirit Palace, Jian Chen's farewell!"

Sword Douluo laughed, and under the angry gazes of countless Martial Spirit Hall disciples, the dashing Imperial Sword left.

In its place, only a severed arm remained......