Chaotic, messy, swords!

At the end of the day, on the edge of the Liuyu River battlefield, five or six miles away, bursts of killing and screaming resounded in the sky, and in the shaking of countless figures, Xiao Sha summoned all the true qi of the new sprout skill and fought hard to fight for the most critical moment of survival for his life

This place is already the outskirts of the battlefield where Jiang Yi's army was defeated, and the lonely graves that stretch here and the dry bones of people who died in battle half a year ago can occasionally be seen. But today, half a year after their deaths, these dry bones have lost their role in covering the ground, and have become stepping stones for thousands of living people, and they have been trampled to pieces.

Everything is so cruel and unsatisfactory, but this is the way of the world!

In the woods that gradually became flat, more than 300 Nine Dragon Dead Warriors and Five Dragon Generals, as well as Wushuang and Xiao Sha, were all surrounded by at least 3,000 people in a small circle, and the pressure became smaller and smaller, and the attack became less and less.

Before the time of tea, seeing that they were about to reach the Liuyu River, they were on their way to death, and the Purple Qi Hall and the Silver Dragon masters who were originally on the other side of the cliff suddenly appeared under the leadership of Zheng Yan and the axe-wielding man Blood Ruhong, followed by the Purple Qi Hall Torrent Array and the fierce blows from the Silver Dragon Land Realm masters.

More than 3,000 people surrounded it together, the formation swords moved together, and the masters and death all arrived!

The combat power of Jiulong's side is very obvious, in addition to the three hundred elite dead soldiers who do not retreat or avoid, the three stronger dragon generals have been injured or collapsed by the Tianshan Qi Refiners before, and they have not recovered yet. Although the remaining Dao Gu and Taoist priests combined have the ability to compete with Zheng Yan and Blood Ruhong alone, they can't get out and take the initiative to attack in order to protect Wushuang.

Dong Tianle played against various large and small torrent arrays composed of thousands of people, and the blue palm power was invincible and powerful at first, and finally began to fall into decline under the siege of the three teams of torrent arrays led by Zheng Yan himself, and the cloak began to show an embarrassed appearance.

He can defeat the blood sword guards who use combat skills with one palm, but he can't defeat multiple torrent arrays that can even transmit true qi to each other at one time, and after a long time, he was taken out of the peerless Nine Dragons battle circle by the treacherous and cunning Zheng Yan, and one person was trapped in more torrent arrays, and Zheng Yan fought to the death.

Too much, too strong, too cunning!

Facing Zheng Yan, who is a little worse than himself in strength but has many magical torrent arrays, even if he will be fine for a while, his internal strength will inevitably be consumed after a long time, and if he can't get out of the big array in time, the consequences will be terrible.

After losing him, a master who had the ability to suppress the Seven Venerables of the Burning Heavens, the axe-wielding man was like a rainbow and a total of more than fifty martial arts masters in the Silver Dragon Sect launched a fierce attack on the peerless Nine Dragons camp. A large number of Purple Qi Hall disciples formed more torrent formations on the periphery, and no matter which side of Dong Tianle and this side made a mistake, they could quickly plug the gap.

More than fifty masters don't sound like much, but their combat power is still far beyond that of ordinary Purple Qi Hall disciples!

At this time of the battle, nearly half of the three hundred or so dead soldiers of the peerless had been killed, and the Taoist priests and Daogu all shot out together to barely resist the use of the long axe, and the blood with deep internal strength was like a rainbow.

The other three dragon generals, who had suffered serious losses in combat power and were even seriously injured, protected the bodies of Wushuang and Xiao Sha, who were regarded as extremely important by Xiao Sha, and hid them among the dead.

In such a situation, Xiao Sha and Chu Wenxin had no choice but to finally go on the field in person, and together with the dead soldiers around them, they dealt with the attacks of more than fifty masters.

According to the usual situation, these fifty or so masters of martial arts are all heroes in the Yinlong region, and if they are let out, they are either a certain boxer who is highly respected in a certain place, or a strong man who is the first master in a certain city. Even if a series of promotions and sprouts are successful, they may not be opponents one-on-one, but this is not the case now.

With the assistance of the dead soldiers, Xiao Sha's knife was like electricity, only one knife at a time, one out of the retreat, one out and then out, each knife almost rarely missed, these masters every time he did not keep an eye on him, a knife to be killed or seriously injured.

What is more majestic and fearful than him is Chu Wenxin on the other side!

After the transformation and recasting of the master craftsman, the fine water is already a superior treasure knife in the enlightened world, sharpening iron like clay and running at will, plus the unique knife movement method of the willow leaf door is a combination of rigidity and softness, soft can be turned into a finger, and rigidity destroys gold and jade.

Like Xiao Sha, he wandered around the outer circle of the dead, but whenever he was eyeing an attacking master, he would dodge over and swing a knife, immediately retreat when he hit the knife, and then change the direction and pick the position of the knife again, and so on.

Under the attack of his fine water, most of the people who were attacked by him could not be stopped, even if there was an occasional quick reaction with a weapon to stand in time, after a clanging sound, the person and the weapon were cut in two.

The knife is so fast that many of these masters have already been stabbed before they see the light of the knife!

This is the electric sword taught by Feng Ling when he was on the cliff before, and the reason why they used their knives to increase the strength of the slash is almost invincible, especially Chu Wenxin, who has fine water, is even more powerful, and killing people with a knife is the same as chopping melons and vegetables, and there are almost no living mouths under his hands.

In just a quarter of an hour, the few remaining Kowloon dead soldiers have been reduced from nearly half of the casualties to about seventy under the slaughter of the masters, and the corpses are piled up with blood, liver sausages, and human heads thrown at will, and the smell of blood is as strong as it was half a year ago.

The loss of the dead is very large, and the loss of more than fifty masters in the silver dragon is not small!

Under Xiao Sha's attention, the two of them used the dead soldier as a shield to swim out of the knife, and after such a short period of time, they also killed more than forty of them, and the remaining ten or so refused to retreat when they saw that they were about to succeed, but the smart two or three people in a group barely matched and slowly advanced.

In this way, the chance to kill alone is gone, and Xiao Sha, who is hiding in the dead soldier, has one or two people to resist every time he swings the knife again, and the other one seizes the opportunity to counterattack.

In this way, even if there are still people injured under the attack of the electric sword, they are often no longer fatal, and occasionally a sword kills when they fight back. After a while, the shoulders, legs, feet, chests and backs of the two began to bring large and small wounds, and the blood flowed down the wounds, mixed with the bloody mud all over the ground and merged into one.

The sword flashes, the fists and feet have no eyes!

Xiao Sha, who had lost the two dead soldiers around him and killed a silver dragon master again, quickly retreated into the circle of dead soldiers, and glanced sideways at Wushuang, who was protected by three seriously injured dragon generals in the already very small circle, and couldn't come over even if he was in a hurry, panting with a knife and pestle.

The power of the one-word electric sword is indeed great, and the speed is fast enough, but this is a sword move with only a little bit of mental strength, and the internal force consumed is also much greater than that of the opening and closing knife method. The swords of so many consecutive swords had almost exhausted the true qi of the new sprout skill in his dantian, and behind these masters were more disciples of the Purple Qi Hall who were eyeing each other.

Turning his head to look at the moment, he saw that Wushuang was also looking at himself, and the worry on his face and the helplessness of being grabbed by the dragon general's shoulder made him feel a little moved in his heart, and he was almost forced to choose to sacrifice her and blame himself.

It's a kind of sin after all, if you really die here this time, it will be a kind of retribution, but it's a pity that you came here thousands of miles to save us...... I just hope that Feng Ling and the others can come over in time or avenge us...... If she doesn't make it back!

Smiled miserably and waved his sword to fight again, although he was tired and painful, Xiao Sha's heart suddenly brightened, and when he saw the Silver Dragon Master and the purple qi hall disciples who couldn't see the edge at the periphery, he didn't seem to have the feeling of fear of death in his heart all along.

The so-called one thought is born and one thought is extinguished, one thought of the Buddha and one thought of the devil!

Xiao Sha didn't know that it wasn't until he looked down on life and death at this moment that his selfish roots from the ordinary people of the earth were completely transformed into martial artists in the land of Shenzhou and the enlightened world, and from then on, he had the foundation of a legendary life.

However, the moment he swung his sword again, a bright firelight and a temperature that stirred the humid air around him came to his face.

Before he could think about it, a figure passed by the three silver dragon masters in front of him who had blocked the electric sword, and the three of them maintained their original posture and did not move for a moment.

And then their clothes burned, their hair burned!

Even the almost identical sword marks that suddenly appeared on their necks were also breaking through the flesh, and the moment the flesh was burning, green smoke and the smell of flesh were burning, and the raging fire spread from the wounds, and the two breaths came with smoke from their mouths and noses and they kept their previous posture and fell.

And around the encirclement, the ghostly figure quickly drew a circle at an unbelievable speed, and more than a dozen silver dragon masters who were still besieging died together in the same way.

Then, before he and Chu Wenxin could see the figure clearly, the figure drew a blazing route with unparalleled sword power and scorching heat, killing and injuring the disciples of the Hundred Purple Qi Hall, breaking through the encircled torrent array and rushing straight towards Zheng Yan, who was besieging Dong Tianle.

When he arrived, the long sword that was as red as molten iron had already reached the throat of Zheng Yan, who had not yet reacted!