Walking almost invisibly in an instant, the blind old man Sima Zongheng listened to the sound of the argument, heard the terrifying sword qi breaking through the air, only noticed the sword of the body has been rushing towards the daytime book, the blood-colored mist escaped from his body, the palms swirled, drew a circle in mid-air, the breath vomited, a circle, the day book body stagnated, the body was involuntarily pulled, and was taken to the side.

"Ahh

Nangong Yuan let out a terrible scream, Sima Zongheng was shocked inexplicably, if he could see with his eyes, he could see that Sima Zongheng's body and limbs had more than a dozen knife marks, and blood splashed out like arrows.

The serious figure appeared behind Nangong Yuan, and the exercises used by Sima Zongheng made the serious very familiar, the blood mist that spread was not exactly the blood transformation demon skill performed by Xie Yunliu in the first battle in the capital, and his magic skills were far worse than Xie Yunliu's.

Mouth beard! It's the ghostly Demon Sect again!

I seriously don't know how I can be so close to the Demon Sect, I can run into them wherever I go, and the behavior of those old men in Mai who are like walking corpses and have no emotions at all has also been explained, and it is obvious that they have all been refined into puppets, and Tang Qianli, who can still maintain his sanity and move freely, Yan Jiugong must also be the remnants of the Demon Sect.

Sima Zongheng also sensed the serious existence, but he had no time to care about it, and Bai Baishu stabbed a sword at him.

Seriously was about to help Bai Baishu take down Sima Zongheng, when he saw the lightning-like sword light in Bai Baishu's hand, the immortal sword seemed to be vibrating strangely, this sword should be extremely fast, but it gave people a strange feeling, everything in the surrounding space, as if all still, everything that was moving, suddenly all stagnated, fell into a dead silence.

There was no sound, and even the sound was completely silent, but there was a chilling breath that was chilling to the heart, cold to the bone marrow.

Except for the Immortal Sword that kept vibrating, there seemed to be no other life in heaven and earth.

All this seemed to happen in an instant, but it seemed to be a long time later, and he seriously felt that his senses seemed to be confused, and when he reacted, Sima Zongheng still raised his hands to make a blocking movement, and his hand was raised to his chest, and the immortal sword of the white book had already pierced his throat.

In the day, Shu retracted his sword, and a wisp of blood arrow shot out from Sima Zongheng's throat, and Sima Zongheng fell down with a frightened expression, and there was no sound again.

Serious instantly understood, "Fifteenth sword? ”

"I'll talk about this later, and solve the current situation first." Bai Shishu did not hesitate to raise his sword and rushed towards the main hall in the fierce battle, and as soon as he rushed out, he was blocked by several old men in Mai who rushed up, and the sword light of the immortal sword in Bai Shu's hand skyrocketed, and the surrounding area was engulfed by the shining sword shadow, and all the opponents who wanted to bypass and attack seriously were also taken down.

Seriously pulled up Nangong Yuan beside him, Xiao Lou heard Chunyu's sharp blade against his throat all night, only to be seriously merciful, did not kill Nangong Yuan, but seriously injured him, froze his body, and made him incapacitated, just to deal with this situation.

Those old men in sackcloth are not mediocre hands, dozens of people attacked in groups, so that Shushu and other friends are in a bitter battle, Tiansha Lie, Gongsun Xiaojian, returning to the night people, the cursed Ah Qiang Ye has been injured and hung up the color, Xue'er's situation is slightly better, her King Kong real body defense is amazing, and the mace is not easy to get close to the enemies around her.

"Let them stop!" Seriously lifted the ban of cold ice, and shouted at Nangong Yuan.

Nangong Yuan still wanted to be hard, but he felt that two strange qi penetrated into the meridians in his body, and a violent and abnormal devoured and incinerated the true qi in his body, and in an instant, half of his body seemed to fall into a scorching hell, as if he was being burned inch by inch by the raging flames, and the blood in his body seemed to be evaporated, but the other was cold to the bone, and even the blood veins were frozen, as if there were countless sharp blades cutting off pieces of flesh and blood one by one, and the body seemed to be shattered when he moved, and the two very different true qi raged in the meridians like two evil dragons, Let Nangong Yuan be miserable, he can't survive and die, he wants to die faster, avoid the torture of being trapped in hell, he was just frozen and couldn't commit suicide, and now he is bent on seeking death, but he can't mobilize a trace of true qi.

"Stop...... Can't stop ......."

Nangong Yuan's face was hideous and distorted, half of his face was blue, half of his face was red, and there seemed to be insects wriggling under his skin, and a little blood foam was oozing from his pores, how could he still have a little majesty as the master of the Temple of the Gods, and said inarticulately.

Seriously retracted some of his true qi and relieved the pain of Nangong Yuan, any move by Nangong Yuan was under the control of his serious true qi, and he couldn't even open and close his teeth, let alone chew his tongue and commit suicide, and he had no worries at all.

Nangong Yuan groaned in pain, "I can't stop...... Only Elder Sima ....... Elder....... Can drive them ......"

In just one sentence, Nangong Yuan said with great difficulty, "Kill...... Kill me......"

Seriously stunned, listening to Nangong Yuan's words, the identity of Sima Zongheng, who was killed by Bai Baishu, was still above him, but Sima Zongheng died thoroughly.

The book was not far away, and Nangong Yuan's words also came into his ears, and he suddenly felt very depressed, and thought that Nangong Yuan, the master of the Temple of Gods, was the leader, and he had no mercy on Sima Zongheng who was standing beside him.

Serious or not give up, a strange syllable came from the throat, this is a serious soul dementor sound from the cottage of the voice change technique, and several times the puppets of the Demon Xiangzong have received miraculous effects.

Nangong Yuan's wide-eyed eyes flashed with surprise, as if he was seriously puzzled how he could understand the secret techniques of the Demon Xiang Sect.

The sound of the Dementors that resounded throughout the hall had no effect on the Mai Elders, who were still attacking frantically as if they hadn't heard them.

"Useless ......"

The corners of Nangong Yuan's mouth twitched, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying, and his distorted and tangled face was full of mockery.

"Die!" A serious knife swept by, cutting Nangong Yuan's throat.

Nangong Yuan's face showed a look of relief, and he was silent.

Launched in an instant, the serious figure suddenly disappeared.

Flames, ice, and lightning were intertwined at the same time, and he was dealing with the opponent back to back with Gongsun Xiaojian, and the situation was already very bad, and the pressure was light, and several old men who were attacked and killed around him turned into fragments of stumps in the sky, scattering and falling in all directions.

"Rush inside!" The arc of black flame wrapped in a serious figure appeared, and he shouted urgently in the team channel.

Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain and swept out with a knife overnight, the blade trembled, and countless dark black flames appeared in the void with blue ice chips.

Instant brilliance!

The old man in Mai who swarmed up was killed several more.