Crashed into the green-robed man with the white bone whip.

The green-robed man's face changed slightly, his right wrist shook, and with a "snap", a ten-zhang long whip shadow flew out, carrying Wanjun's huge force towards the speeding white ball of light. With a shake of the sleeves of his robe, he had just recovered more than a dozen emerald green flying knives in his hand, turning into emerald mangs and slashing at the wooden chicken monk who was fighting with the blue strange blade.

A few actions strike while the iron is hot. The speed was incomparably fast, far superior to these Terran Primordial Infant Cultivators of Zhou.

In the other direction, the black sledgehammer that had killed half of the disciples of the Frozen Valley suddenly flew high, no longer fighting with the Frozen Valley monk, but smashed down at the Muji monk, the hammer head rose and shrank, and the violent spiritual power rushed one after another. It seems to be about to blow itself up.

Thousands of zhang away, the short-armored demon god who had incarnated as a two-headed blood demon stopped in the air at some point, and reached out to take out a vermilion jade bottle. He poured a large mouthful of milky white spiritual liquid from his neck, looked at the wooden chicken monk from afar, his eyes were full of ruthlessness, and he pointed at the black axe in the distance. The big axe roared and slashed at the wooden chicken monk.

Blue Blade, Emerald Green Throwing Knife, Black Hammer, Great Axe...... More than a dozen magic weapons were suggested to attack the Muji monk together. The Muji monk only needs two palms and a magic wand, which can be said to be a lack of skills and cannot be prevented.

At this moment, the white light flashed beside the wooden chicken monk, Han Yan's figure appeared casually, and with a wave of his slender hand, a long white rope flew out, and the figure of the wooden chicken monk fell obliquely towards the ground in the distance.

The white ball of light that was rushing towards the green-robed man also flew towards the ground. It spun at high speed and turned into a fist, and disappeared into Han Yan's body. This ball of light that has frozen many demon beasts is Han Yan's natal demon pill.

"Want to escape? It's not that simple, hand over this life demon pill and then talk about it! ”

The green-robed man smiled gloomily, raised his footsteps, and appeared lightly and quickly not far from Han Yan and the Muji monk, and the white bone whip full of barbs in his hand flickered, and a ten-zhang long sharp whip shadow flew out, just blocking the passage where Han Yan fell to the ground.

At this moment, a dragon-like sword roar suddenly resounded to stop Xingyun, whether it was a group of monks or thousands of monsters, there was a moment of distraction in their minds.

A faint black light flashed in front of the green-robed man's eyes, the man only felt a chill on his neck, and a good head flew into the sky, strangely, there was not a drop of blood flying out between the neck, but a "stab" sound, the head and the lower half of the body turned into white ice together, and fell towards the ground.

The jet-black light filament did not linger in the air for a moment, and in a flash, it appeared in front of the two-headed blood demon transformed by a short-armored strong man at a distance of thousands of feet.

The two-headed blood demon shouted angrily, waved his right arm, and smashed his fist as large as a water tank at the light filament.

With a "poof", the fist of the two-headed blood demon and the thick and sturdy body were cut into two pieces by the black light wire, and the biting chill came, and the two-headed blood demon watched as his two remnants were frozen into ice cubes and smashed towards the ground.

The woman in the pink shirt looked bad, more than a dozen of them took care of each other and shook together, gathered together towards the center, showed her true body, reached out and felt a white jade talisman, pinched it open, and with a bang, a white flame of light flew out, and she was about to teleport into Langyuan City.

A cold snort suddenly came from the sky, the pink-shirted woman's brain buzzed, her face changed miserably, and her figure froze in the air, the black light flashed in front of her, and she snorted.

The black filament of light did not linger for a moment, and it flickered at will, appearing in front of a Chaos Beast that was participating in the attack on the Yuding Sect monk, and with a brush on the ground, the huge body of the Chaos Beast was cut into two pieces.

The filament of light swirled around in the vicinity, and more than a dozen Chaos Beasts had all been slaughtered, but on the ground, there were piles of white ice cubes, and among the ice cubes, the turquoise blood of the Chaos Beasts was chaotic with the dark red flesh, which was extremely ugly and disgusting.

Then, this jet-black light suddenly stopped in the air, distorted and transformed into a long jet-black long sword, the tip of the sword was raised, and flew towards the two-headed blood demons who attacked the monks of the Taihao Sect.

Blood burst out, screams came one after another, in just a dozen breaths, dozens of two-headed blood demons had been slaughtered cleanly, and even the hundreds of other varieties of demon beasts in the vicinity were also in different places, and the thick smell of blood spread far away.

The flying sword suddenly appeared like a visitor from outside the sky, and then disappeared suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, only a dark black sword with a dark gold hilt was left in the air, quietly suspended in the air, motionless.

Whether it was the Terran monks or those demon cultivators, they had already looked dumbfounded, but they only needed to look at Ying'er, Qi Mozi, Lu Mingtang and a few other people who had the wisdom of the Tiangang Sword but they were in ecstasy.

Xuanguang and Xuanyuan glanced at each other, and there was a hint of ecstasy in their eyes, although they had not seen the Tiangang Sword with their own eyes, they naturally thought of the person who had been looking forward to it for a long time.

"Everyone, Zhou is a step late!"

A young man's voice rang in everyone's ears.

The sound was not loud, but it was like a heavenly sound, which made every monk's ears beat warmly, and they wanted to shout, and the grievances of ten years of siege and thousands of days and nights of worry disappeared in this moment.

In this world, there is only one person, a person surnamed Zhou, who can make the blood of the Shenzhou monks rejoice.

"Sure enough, it's him!"

Xue'er muttered to herself, her voice was low and inaudible, but her eyes were suddenly hot, and there were faint tears shining.

"Haha, it's Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou is back!"

Mingkong's ugly face was full of ecstasy, and he reached out and grabbed Xuan Yi's arm, shaking and shaking.

Xuanyi, who has always been calm, has the same smiling face.

Ming Zhong's right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he took a deep breath to stop his heart from beating wildly.

"It's not too late, you're not too late!"

The Xuanguang Daoist muttered.

The wrinkles on Xuanyuan Dao's face seemed to have spread out for a while, and his face was full of red light.

100 Hundred and Ten Victories

More than ten magic weapons that hit the wooden chicken monk suddenly lost their owners, and due to inertia, they crashed into the ground, and in the roaring sound, the ground shook and the yellow sand flew.

As god-transforming monks, the Muji monk and Han Yan naturally saw the dance of death danced by the Tiangang Sword in the air more clearly than others, and heard the voice of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect, Han Yan's eyes lit up, and the smile was like a flower, but the Muji monk was relieved, as if he had collapsed, and his whole body was soft and unable to exert his strength.

The Tiangang Sword in the air moved, but this time, the policy was those demon monks.

The monks of the Divine Soldier Gate were being attacked by dozens of demon monks, seeing the Tiangang sword slashing over, I don't know who announced a sharp scream, the figure rose into the air, and flew away in the distance, and the other demon monks came to their senses, put away their magic weapons one by one, and fled.

Without the control of these demon cultivators, the thousands of demonic beasts that pounced on the inner and outer layers from all directions to besiege the monks of the Shenbing Gate first made a commotion, and then, they turned around and fled into the distance with a howl.

Wang Ying'er also had a feeling of relief, Qingyang Daoist was seriously injured and retreated, Muji monk and Han Yan ignored trivial matters, as the only great monk in Langyuan City, the safety of the disciples of the Shenbing Sect, and the way out of the Nine Cultivator Realm were all pressed on his shoulders, so that he couldn't breathe, and he didn't say anything in his mouth, but his heart seemed to be tortured on the fire.

Especially just now, the disciples of the Great Sects of the Frozen Valley, the Praruo Temple, the Tianxin Sect, the Fire Spirit Sect, and the Taihao Sect suffered heavy casualties, and the Douji Seven Interception Formation was now unable to be laid out, and the defeat was only a matter of time, and he was already hesitating whether to teleport back to the city immediately. Then he ordered the monks of Langyuan City to abandon the city and flee.

At this point, there was finally a hint of getting rid of it.

He glanced at the unstoppable Tiangang Sword and took a deep breath. Lang Sheng said, "Everyone, what are you waiting for, Elder Zhou has arrived now, can we still let these demonic beasts escape from Langyuan and continue to be a disaster for the Divine State?" ”

The sound seemed to spread far away, and not only the monks in the suburbs, but also the guards on the city wall could hear it clearly.

The voice did not fall. Qi Mozi rushed at the thunder fire flying cone in front of him, and the thunder fire flying cone spun rapidly and turned into more than ten zhang long, rushing into the herd of beasts. The thunder shone brightly, and a series of red-red flames rose into the air, and the terrible roars of the beasts rose one after another, and dozens of breaths went back. The hundreds of demonic beasts that had fled slowly had turned into galloping balls of fire.

The movements of the Tiangang Sword are fast. As Jian Feng pointed to, a famous demon monk's head was in a different place, and in an instant, more than ten monks were already in a different place.

The dragons have no leader, and the demons and monsters in the other warbands are all defeated and fled.

Following the order of the Xuanguang Daoist, the disciples of the Yuding Sect together played the technique of "Thousand Swords Chaoyuan", and tens of thousands of flying swords turned into a mottled sword river in the air, roaring and rushing into the group of demonic beasts.

Mingxia Island Monk Week. There is no particular beast, plus the magic weapon of the frog flag is huge. In the vicious battle just now, there was not much attrition, but the first to lay out the magic circle, trapping thousands of swooping demonic beasts in the magic circle, in this short moment, dozens of array flags have turned into a hundred zhang high, a thick white mist flew out of the array flags, and the mountains and fields occupied a radius of space.

Following the wave of the frog flag in the hand of Fairy Yunyan, hundreds of frogs swooped into the big array with great might, and a group of monks also stood in their own specific position, and the magic weapons came out together, and for a moment, the magic circle was full of flames, wind blades, sword shadows, and boulders......

The strength and weakness are translocated, where will the disciples of the Frozen Valley, Taihao Sect, and Panruo Temple who have died for a lifetime still be humble, and no longer think about using the magic circle to kill demon beasts,

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