At this time, on the desolate and lonely field, the onlookers stood quietly, and after an irrepressible sound of vomiting blood spread, suddenly, the changes on the field began again.

The long sword trembled again, and the guardian had a flash of inspiration, and the figure of the besieged Yantian Sect disciple gradually faded away, and after a breath, the person had already appeared more than ten steps away.

Xue Kun looked back at the young man in green shirt who was standing still, and the wolf demon who was digging the ground with his front paws beside him, and sighed while wiping the blood from his mouth casually:

"I still underestimate you. ”

"Shall it be over here?"

With his left hand, he stroked the black and gray hairs on Chendong's neck that stood upside down like a hard thorn, and Ling Ye Zhengse, who was panting a little urgently, said, "If I continue to fight, I won't be able to hold my hand, and you should be the same." ”

As he spoke, the short tip of his right palm loomed, and the cuffs were faintly stained with a layer of ghostly light by the foreign object growing from inside.

"It's a pity, why aren't you from my Yantian Sect? If my hypocritical brother has half of your meanness and shamelessness, and doesn't bend his means, I think he and I will be able to talk very well......

With a long sigh, the smile on Xue Kun's face slowly bloomed, "Go on, I said it a long time ago, only one person can survive this battle." ”

"Don't you say that I look like some heinous bad person, okay? I have a bottom line! And, instead of boasting, I will be more steadfast in my principles than most people. ”

Ling Ye was talking nonsense, and he secretly complained in his heart:

It's a guy who loves the sect more than life, paranoia, and a hidden brother control......

When the three-foot long sword on the opposite side was about to be raised again, Ling Ye, who was in a ragged shirt, finally struggled:

"Hey, Xue Kun, what can you do if you fight with an irrelevant outsider with me, even if you have a winner?

The word "kill" didn't land, there was a strange scream, Ling Ye kicked the wolf body of Chendong on his waist one by one, and when the man and the wolf demon instantly separated to the left and right, two condensed sword qi like silk threads grazed their respective sides, and without regrets, they soon disappeared into the sky!

"Go on. ”

After reining in all his frivolity and arrogance, Xue Kun did something that Ling Ye had tried to do unsuccessfully before - let go of his right hand holding the sword.

Ling Ye couldn't give birth to any joy, but only felt a toothache, because he was taken away by the enemy, or forced to abandon the sword, and the other party took the initiative to let go of the natal sword, which are two completely different things, and it is not an exaggeration to describe them as worlds apart.

"Holding it in the palm of my hand, I am a swordsman in the world, throw it out, it will be a flying sword......"

When the long sword moved slowly in mid-air and adjusted its own angle, Xue Kun muttered in a low voice, until the tip of the sword pointed directly at someone who leaned forward not far away, and he raised his voice, "Be careful, the sword has no eyes." ”

In an instant, the red light flashed and disappeared, and Ling Ye's figure wandered around the scene in a circuitous afterimage, starting from a small hole in the forehead, shattering and disillusionment one by one, and the "click" sound was so rapid that it almost became one, and there were slowly falling shattered white blades and routing flames along the road from time to time......

Finally, when a huge black and gray wolf shadow came to him, he took the initiative to stop.

"Boom!"

After the sound of a soldier's attack, Chen Dong's five long claws that were inserted horizontally were neatly cut off, and the rainbow light only paused for a moment.

"Stupid, you hit him himself!"

Hongguang adjusted the angle, and just aimed at the heart of the wolf demon blocking the way, Ling Ye kicked it hard at the position of Chen Dong's hind foot, and then shouted urgently.

The wolf demon fell obediently, but the figure of the young man behind him was exposed, and the rainbow light had fallen slightly, attacking Ling Ye at full speed as his hands were raised!

"Boom!"

It was as if the rubber band that was stretched to the extreme was released, and the sound that was amplified countless times spread through.

The rainbow of energy nature was bounced back, dripping and whirling in mid-air, the arc of light flickering slightly, and it could be vaguely seen that part of it had changed into the material of the flying sword itself, and the state was actually a little unstable.

"I thought you were pretty pleasing to the eye!"

Ling Ye, who let out a long breath, shouted, his shoulders felt sore, but he didn't mean to let go at all, and after a few coils, the dragon tendons tied to his hands were trembling slightly with his arms.

Xue Kun raised his eyebrows, looked at the black and unattractive thick whip rope in the other party's hand, and said softly: "Survive, we are friends!"

Glancing at the red-eyed wolf demon that was rushing wildly, the magic trick in the hands of the disciples of the Yantian Sect was urging again, and when the battle was about to be promoted to another stage, something happened abruptly.

In the blink of an eye, a void less than two miles away gave birth to a crack in the extreme lacquer that was more than half a person high, and the crack was easily torn open by a withered hand on the side that was more like a claw, and a kind and old laugh came from inside:

"I feel his breath, go ahead, and fix it as soon as the head of the house finds out. ”

"Yes, Grand Elder. ”

After the obedient voice, a white-bearded old man came out of the black hole, stood firm at the beginning, and the faint spatial fluctuations behind him quietly disappeared, and the old man's cloudy eyes burst out, scanning the people below, and said indifferently, "The Taoist sect acts in heaven, except for the little ghost of Xuanyuan Pavilion, no one else retreats on its own." ”

"Damn, the Heavenly Mandate Sect is too shameless, isn't it! Stuffing people into the arena halfway, are there any royal laws and rules? This old guy, what is your name?"

The little ghost who was suspected of being the target shouted so loudly that the words had jumped into the crowd.

The old man's wrinkled face twitched suddenly, and while he looked at it carefully, he could not hear the sad and joyful words:

"Heavenly Mandate Sect, these three words are the rules, they are the king's law, it is you, it seems that there is a little guy in Xuanyuan Pavilion, both of them will stay together...... The rest of you, get out of here!"

"It really didn't work thousands of years ago, and your Heavenly Mandate Sect is the king's law, cough cough ......" Hearing this, another black-clothed man who returned to the crowd sneered, "The disciples of the Yantian Sect listen to the order and set up a formation, I want to learn here today, you old immortal majesty!"

Xue ...... Senior brother, yes, all the disciples listen to the order, the three talent formations take the lead, and the five elements gossip is behind!"

As soon as the first word came out, a narrow and thin long sword that had just been fighting fiercely but had never been stained with blood was pressed against the Adam's apple of this Yantian Sect disciple.

"Tower, Tower, Tower......"

The old man was speechless, and there were no emotional ups and downs on the surface, but I saw him stepping into the air unhurriedly, and with the rhythmic footsteps spreading, a majestic momentum rose, and the originally weak figure became more and more dazzling.

"Brother Ling, let's go!"

When his eyes were locked on his side, Gao Zhenfei bowed slightly and shouted. Without waiting for an answer, and to stop him, his tall and thin figure was instantly blurred, and a straight white channel appeared, and in the "boom" of the air, only a deep pit was blown out in place.

"Let's go, go directly to the agreed meeting place, inform them, don't group for the time being!" Retracting his right hand that was frozen in mid-air, Ling Ye didn't turn his head, and shouted, "I'm sorry, I can't provide you with more escapes-"

No one accepted the four rune papers handed back, but someone forcibly stuffed him with a talisman that was as warm as jade, and Du Qing's voice gradually drifted away:

“...... The Heavenly Mandate Sect that beats him a lot...... ...... retreat."

Ling Ye put things directly into the Qiankun Pearl, and the second pair of dark pupils loomed, and in his mind, the comprehensive and nuanced scene was quickly constructed, and after a while, it stabilized, and about twenty or thirty meters around the body was the clearest.

In the rear, he could only vaguely perceive that the two senior brothers of the Xuanwu Sect, each carrying one person on their shoulders, were running away from afar, and suddenly a shuttle appeared, the only woman was stuffed into it, and the other three men were lying on their stomachs or stacking or holding at the bottom, and the shuttle took off, leaving only a hazy scene of endless waves in an instant.

At this time, a humanoid cannonball in front of him flew backwards and shot back, Ling Ye's face was expressionless, and he moved a few steps sideways.

"Bang!"

After a concussion, the crater became even deeper.