At this moment, the many martial artists in the palace, whether they were Demon Dao martial artists or five sect martial artists, were all quickly frightened and did not dare to stay at all.

The aftermath of the battle between the two at this moment alone is not something that the warriors below can withstand.

Burst!

The horizontal knife slashed, the blade flashing with thunder and lightning rubbed the air, the sound was mighty, a burst of sword light, fast to the extreme, the dark clouds in the sky were torn apart by the Heavenly Star Dao people, and they were split into two and scattered from the middle.

Rumble!

The blue thunder and lightning sword light and the blood-colored fist collided together, the Dao light intertwined and collided, bright like fireworks, and a wave of blue and red light shattered violently from the middle, and the energy was full of energy, and the strength was so strong that the entire mountain range was hit with thousands of holes.

The two figures in the sky retreated at the same time, the huge body pressed the ground and burst out, the ground shook, the gravel splashed, and next to the two, a hundred ravines were deep, three or four meters.

"Tianxing, I have written down this hatred!"

The blood-colored huge figure of the Blood Corpse Dao Man quickly shrank as if deflated, becoming the same as the original, but the qi and blood around him were extremely thin, and a weak voice came from the blood mist.

As soon as the words fell. The blood mist of the Blood Corpse Daoist turned into a streamer, and between the flows, it had already appeared a hundred miles away, and his eyes were evil and bloody.

When the Blood Corpse Daoist disappeared into the Black Mountain Range, the Heavenly Star Daoist's eyes were slightly relieved, his expression was solemn, a trace of blood flowed out of his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper.

"How?"

When the Blood Corpse Dao people left, the ancestors, including the Qingyang Sect, dared to approach, and their palms were also soaked with sweat.

"It's okay, you go down and exterminate the remnants of the Bloody Hand Society!"

Tianxing Daoist waved his hand and said lightly, his eyes were like electricity, sweeping over the faces of the four people, and he returned to his original calmness.

Hong Ling Dao and Burning Fire Dao people glanced at each other, they both saw the hesitation in each other's eyes, to be honest, now is the weakest moment for the Tianxing Dao people, perhaps, a few people can join forces to leave it.

However, the hearts of the two are not very sure, the Tianxing Dao people are the strongest among the five, and there is a small realm difference between them and a few people, in their heyday, an ordinary blow, several people are tired of resisting.

"Let's go!"

A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the extreme Tiansanren, and said lightly, how could he not know the thoughts of the two, decades ago, he was also Tianjiao, with his own arrogance, and he took advantage of the weakness to enter and was despised by him.

"Huh!"

The Burning Fire Daoist laughed dryly, and his body rushed into the basin, and began to slaughter the remnants of the Blood Hand Society, Qingyangzi didn't speak, but there was some worry about the disciples in the Qingyang Sect in his heart.

But thinking that the people who fled were some shrimp soldiers and crab generals, his heart was a little more stable, even so, he was dividing some gods and always paying attention to the core disciples of Qingyang Sect.

Boom Boom!

With the addition of the ancestors of the four major sects, the eyes of the people of the Blood Hand Society were full of despair, they knew that they were certain to die this time, the powerhouse of the Guiyuan Realm was too strong, and the distance of dozens of miles, in their eyes, was just an instant.

"Kill! Rush out! ”

"Fight with them!"

"My Bloodslaughterer hasn't been afraid of anyone yet!!"

Under the despair, there are also many martial artists who have burst out with a strong desire to survive, bloody and bloody, a thousand miles of swords, at this moment, the corpse has filled more than half of the entire basin, there are demon warriors, and there are also five powerhouses.

In the dense forest, many of the core disciples of the Five Sects are still very idle, and the martial artists who occasionally escape are not very strong, and they can solve it casually.

Midair.

The eyes of the Burning Fire Dao man turned slightly, and the vague soul power spread, and he swept slightly among the demon Dao masters below, and a cunning intent flashed in his eyes.

"That's it!"

The eyes of the Burning Fire Dao man lit up, and his eyes fell on a blood-clothed martial artist in the field, this martial artist was in his thirties, and his face was a little pale, I don't know if he was born like this, or it was caused by excessive consumption of spiritual power.

He used a bloody knife, the bloody knife was clear, and when the knife was cut out, a warrior was killed. Although he is only a martial artist of the fivefold true path, with the power of the blood sword, he is also extraordinary in the basin.

Between the slight movement of the Flame Dao man's lips, a secret word came out of his mouth.

The blood-clothed warrior who was desperately working with an elder of the outer gate of the Heavenly Star Sect below, his expression was abruptly stunned.

Raising his head slightly, he looked at the Burning Fire Dao man in the air, and with a hesitant expression, the Outer Gate Elder opposite him had already killed in front of him.

Burst!

A flash of blood flashed, blood splattered, and the blood knife passed directly through the chest of the elder of the outer gate, and the blood dripped down his fingertips and fell to the ground, accumulating into a blood pool.

Feeling the little spiritual power remaining in his body, the blood-clothed warrior's eyes exploded with a desire to survive, nodded slightly, moved lightly, took away a phantom, and fled towards the dense forest, and the direction he fled was the direction of the core disciple of the Qingyang Sect.

"Qingyang Sect, hum!"

The murderous intent burst out in the eyes of the Burning Fire Dao man, and with a flick of his finger, a sign of flame entered the body of the blood-clothed warrior, turning into a surging spiritual power, replenishing the spiritual power consumed by his body.

.....

In the dense forest, as the battle entered the final stage, more and more martial artists ran out, and many core disciples also had to go all out to resist.

Burst!

A sword killed a true path triple demon path martial artist, and Chu Ming was about to reach out to pick up the storage ring on the ground, when his heart jumped suddenly, and a sense of crisis rose from his mind.

Without any hesitation, the blue red sword swung violently, and sharp sword light burst out from his hand, and everything around him seemed to be illuminated.

Boom!

At the same time, his footsteps tapped the ground, and his body transformed into nine phantoms at the same time, separating from all directions, and between the blurs, a blood-clothed figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The first thing that appeared was a blood-colored sword, the sword was extremely dazzling, like a small sun, but the breath in it was like a blood abyss.

Puff puff puff.....

Nine arrays of sword rays, flashing eyeballs, seven of them were split by blood-colored swords almost at the same time, turning into stars, and the remaining two swords were also resisted and knocked away.

Sou!

Turning into a condensed strong wind, Chu Ming's body flew by, stopped on a branch ten meters away, suppressed the air pressure in his chest, and looked at the blood-clothed martial artist in front of him with a solemn expression.

"A disciple of the Qingyang Sect?"

The blood-clothed warrior's eyes lit up, as if a wild wolf had found its prey, and at the moment when Chu Ming hadn't reacted, the blood-colored long knife in his hand slashed out dozens of knives one after another, and a strong sword was generated in his knife, cutting through the air, and instantly appeared in front of Chu Ming.

Chu Ming's eyes shrank slightly, the bright light in front of him flashed, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and at the same time, the toes of his toes tapped the branches, causing it to sway, his body jumped into the air, and the wind swept through.

Bang bang bang!

The branches of the tree were immediately cut off, and at the same time, because of the strong knife strength, they turned into powder and floated in the air.