At this time, the Earth Spirit Secret Realm is like a gladiatorial arena, only the person who lives to the end can win, no one knows why the one above did this, but it has an absolute relationship with Ji Yu or someone who can contain the big thing above.

The bright red blood spread along the earth, infecting the snow-white wind and snow that fell on the ground, and it was so dazzling, as if it were the most solemn and magnificent proclamation of death on earth.

Lu Wenhou looked at Hou Cheng in disbelief, and then looked at Lin Qi, who had lost his vitality and was dead, and it was difficult to accept this fact.

The Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand flashed with dark purple thunder and lightning, and a dazzling light slashed out, swinging away the three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang, and then a dark purple vine-like totem suddenly appeared on his forehead and face.

Those vines continued to stretch, outlining strange patterns on his face, making a person's face completely look like a demon, or rather, become a demon.

The state of the gods and demons was completely stimulated, and the three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang were caught off guard.

Guan and Zhang were slightly injured at this moment, but they were insignificant.

At this time, Lu Wenhou was already at the end of his rope and at the end of his rope.

Ji Yu didn't look at the dead Lin Qi anymore, but with a thought, he sent the Wind and Snow Halberd into Duobao's hands, and said, "Look at the brothers in the army, cultivators, who is suitable to use, take it!"

Duobao nodded and saluted, his posture extremely respectful.

Ji Yu turned his head, looked at Lu Wenhou and the others, who had been surrounded and life and death were only a matter of time, smiled slightly, and said, "General Lu, farewell!"

Then, Lingyue suddenly burst out, and the sword in her hand suddenly flashed with a dazzling cold light and thunder light, and stabbed towards Butterfly Dance, this sword was very strong, with the image of thunder.

Lu Wenhou was shocked, without Lin Qi at this time, Butterfly Dance had no one to protect him, and he had to protect Butterfly Dance.

At this moment, the three brothers Ji Yu, Liu, Guan, and Zhang, who were holding one-eyebrow swords, stepped forward one after another and blocked his way.

And Long Jia, Han Xing, and Bai Wuchang were the three of Zhang Wenyuan, and they pressed Zhang Wenyuan to fight him so powerlessly.

In this way, Zhang Wenyuan's defeat is only a matter of time, of course, this time will only be short, not long.

At this moment, Lu Wenhou glared angrily, and a dark purple demonic flame rose in his eyes, extremely vigorous, and the demonic flame was murderous, murderous, angry, or **.

"Get out!" With a roar like angry thunder, Fang Tian's halberd swung like a dragon, and it turned out to be the four people who attacked at the same time.

Ji Yu raised his sword with an eyebrow, and a dazzling red glow like a flame bloomed, which was very eye-catching, as if a dry firewood had been added with countless fuels, and the flames skyrocketed.

But his hand was not dry wood, but a straight sword like a fiery red eyebrow.

The flame-like light on the sword body was not a flame, but a ship.

The crisp sound of metal crashing exploded like thunder, deafening, and in the countless four sections of the wind and snow, it was like countless small sparks were born in the wind and snow, and the eyes were full of dazzling.

It's a beautiful picture, and if you can get the best painter to paint it, it will be a beautiful landscape.

But at this time, no one can enjoy the view.

The three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang were swept away by this blow from Lu Wenhou, but Ji Yu glanced at Liu Xuan deeply, because this did not match Liu Xuan's strength.

Ji Yu didn't retreat, Lu Wen waited for him to retreat, he wanted to help Butterfly Dance, or to protect Butterfly Dance, and he didn't want to fight Ji Yu to the death.

However, at this moment, Ji Yu chased after him, and the fiery red sword light and those fiery sword qi suddenly changed.

The sword light is like the sea, the sword qi cools down and becomes cold, rising like a tide, and the eyebrow ferment is like a brave heart petrel in the core, or an angry Jiao crossing the river.

In just an instant, it stabbed Lu Wenhou's chest!

Lu Wenhou was shocked, and hurriedly swung Fang Tian's halberd, wanting to block Yu's sword.

However, after all, the Listening to the Tide Sword Technique is one of the Zhenfeng Sword Techniques of the Chenyue Heavenly Sect Peaks, and the Listening Tide Rolling Red Dust has been famous for a long time in the Donghua Continent, how can it be that Lu Wenhou, who is now in a state of turmoil, can resist at will when he is at a loss.

So Lu Wenhou's body completely lost control, like a kite with a broken string, and flew out upside down.

His hand holding the Heavenly Painting Halberd was trembling violently, and Ji Yu's sword just now was too powerful, and it made his mouth numb!

At this moment, Butterfly Dance's sword was picked up by Ling Yue's sword, and without the slightest hesitation, Ling Yue's sword pierced Butterfly Dance's chest.

A huge, crimson rose bloomed on Butterfly Dance's chest, her pupils wide open, deep with many complex emotions.

- Unwillingness, anger, resentment, and endless hatred.

Lu Wenhou happened to see this scene, so he trembled all over his body and shouted angrily: "No!"

His shout was like a tiger's roar, like a dragon's roar, reaching above the sea of clouds and resounding through the porcelain-blue sky.

Somewhere in that sky, the deep cloud monkey, someone seemed to feel something and opened his eyes.

A pair of ruthless eyes, behind the sea of clouds, looking down on all living beings.

In Lu Wenhou's eyes, there were many emotions, including despair, grief, irrepressible anger, and almost crazy killing intent, like the loss of a loved one.

He looked at Lingyue, the woman who was once heart-warming, but now suddenly became hateful.

Lu Wenhou, who was furious, fell to the ground, and suddenly his feet made a force, and the earth suddenly cracked.

He was like a goshawk suddenly spreading his wings and jumping directly into the air, his jumping posture was so vigorous, and his hand flag Fang Tian painted halberd like a lightning bolt stabbed at Lingyue.

At this moment, a fiery red lightning bolt slammed into the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand like a dazzling lightning, and suddenly a muffled thunderous explosion was born, which was deafening.

A blinding line of fire was born, followed by a long, piercing sound of metal grinding.

Ji Yu and Lu Wenhou were about to pass by, but at this moment, Ji Yu's sword suddenly turned, and it was smashed the body of the fiery red sword.

It's like an old farmer burning a fire stick, and the action is extremely unsightly.

But this effect is obvious, Lu Wenhou felt that the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand was like a mountain smashed on it.

At this time, Ling Yue, Han Xing, Long Jia, Bai Wuchang, and the three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang all came over, and Zhang Wenyuan also rushed over.

With the situation of more bullying and less appeared, Lu Wenhou couldn't cope with it in an instant, and his defeats were revealed one by one, and he was almost pierced through his body by those spirit soldiers several times, but he was lucky to dodge.

But it's only a matter of time before you win or lose, and it won't be too long.

At this moment, the soldiers who were attacking like a tide were actually knocked away by a powerful force, like a huge chariot like a mountain, rampage, and knocked away the sea of people.

However, instead of a huge chariot, two people came.

A play, a cook.

The battle came to an abrupt end, and everyone's eyes fell on the cook and the play, including Lu Wenhou and Ji Yu.

Lu Wenhou was a little puzzled, wondering in his heart who these two people were.