"Kill! No one will be left!" Jian Changkong and Shihong led five hundred people to rush towards Feng Yin and Leng Shou.

Feng Yin's eyes were bitter, his cold hands were gloomy, and the two hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect looked desperate. After resisting for a day, the large array was finally breached. But this is not a reason for their despair, what they are desperate about is why their fellow disciples did not come to their rescue.

There were only 900 men who attacked them, and now there are only 500 of them, but why have they not come to the rescue? At this moment they were like abandoned children, facing two strong villains alone, and they had lost the courage to fight.

The sword Changkong took the lead, and the long sword pointed directly at Feng Yin and roared: "Feng Yin, do you think that there will be today! You can't escape from my palm after all! Today I will let you live as well as die!"

"Life is better than death, dare to touch my lonely woman, you are asking for your own death!"

At this moment, there was a roar like rolling thunder from the distant sky!

The monk of the Wanfa Sect looked up with a desperate face, only to see two hideous floating boats in the sky breaking through the sky, and one person stood on the floating boat in front of him.

"Senior Brother Silence is here!"

"It's Senior Brother Silence!"

"I knew Brother Silence would come to our rescue!"

In despair, the monk of the Wanfa Sect was like grasping a life-saving straw and cried with joy. Just now they felt that they were abandoned children, but at this moment they knew that they were not abandoned, and that there had always been people secretly protecting themselves and paying attention to themselves. The fighting courage that had just disappeared was reborn.

On the contrary, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect of the Yin Netherworld Sect, who had just been murderous and imposing, looked stunned. Silence trampled on the monks of the Yin Netherworld Sect with three feet, and slapped the flying sword in the sky with one palm, who doesn't know until now! It can be said that among the thousands of monks in the four sects competing for the mineral vein, the most famous is Silence.

Leng turned his head to look at Feng Yin, and said in a relaxed tone: "Look, I knew that your man would definitely come!"

Feng Yin's eyes were red, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile. She didn't care about life and death anymore, she was ready to die, she was looking forward to the silence, but she thought it was a fantasy, at least she wouldn't do such a stupid thing. But she still hoped that Silence would come to her rescue, just because she felt valued in her heart. Sometimes the feeling of being valued transcends life and death.

Now, the silence has finally arrived!

At this moment, Chu Zheng's voice came again: "Feng Yin is a disciple under the name of Leng, everyone immediately forms a formation and only kills the monks of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!"

"Respect the law!"

The two hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect suddenly erupted into an earth-shattering roar, and their mana was already exhausted, and everyone was injured, but at this moment, everyone burst out with the strongest confidence. Everyone quickly stood up, and almost in the blink of an eye, they spontaneously lined up into a thousand blades of golden array, and a golden long sword ten zhang long condensed in the sky.

The face of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect cultivators of the Netherworld Sect, who was already at a loss for what to do, froze, and then all the sword cultivators of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect instinctively withdrew outward, obviously separating themselves from the disciples of the Netherworld Sect.

"Kill!" Cang Chang unsheathed his long sword, and took the lead in attacking the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect with his cold hand, but Feng Yin stood in place and looked at the figure at the head of the sky in the distance. Leng Shou could only shake his head slightly.

Whether it is Feng Yin or Shi Hong, and then there is a sword in the sky, they are all immature in his eyes. The words of silence made the Ten Thousand Sword Sect and the Yin Netherworld Sect wary of each other, and now the most important thing for Shihong and Sword Changkong to do was to give an order immediately. But neither of them did this, at this time, those disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the Netherworld Sect were confused, no matter who gave orders, they would obey, this was people's subconscious. This is also the most basic quality of being a leader. Sometimes it's better to decide right or wrong than not to make a decision.

The two hundred Ten Thousand Law Sect monks and the Ten Thousand Sword Sect monks immediately fought together, but the three hundred Yin Netherworld Sect monks next to them stood by and watched, and everyone's eyes looked at Shi Hong. There was already a subconscious in their hearts, that is, the Yin Netherworld Sect and the Ten Thousand Law Sect were afraid that they would join forces to besiege the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, otherwise Silence would not have said such a thing.

Shi Hong was obviously a little confused by the words of silence, but soon realized that this was a plan to attack the heart. The long whip in his hand stabbed forward, and suddenly a disciple of the Ten Thousand Law Sect was stabbed to death on the spot. Shi Hongjiao shouted: "All the disciples of the Yin Netherworld Sect are attacking the Ten Thousand Law Sect!"

This coquettish shout made the disciples of the Yin Netherworld Sect wake up like a dream, and they attacked the disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect in an instant. But Shihong made one of the biggest mistakes, the order was not clear, which made it difficult to balance the beginning and the end. Whether it was a disciple of the Netherworld Sect or a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, at this moment, some of them were attacking Leng Shou and the others forward, while some were trying to form a formation in the rear, while the disciples of the two sects in the middle did not know whether to attack in front or in the rear. Suddenly, the disciples of the Yin Netherworld Sect and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were in a mess. And at this moment, the two floating boats rushed into the middle of the two sects from the rear with a strong attitude.

"Kill!"

With an angry roar, Chu Zheng's body moved and rushed towards the sword sky. Halfway through, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect attacked Chu Zheng with a long sword, but Chu Zheng's figure had already come to the other party's approach and slapped it out with one palm.

With a bang, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect flew out upside down, and the person was still in mid-air, and it had already exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"Kill!"

The two hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect under the command of Chu Zheng descended from the sky, and they had already formed a thousand blades in the air, and before they landed, the huge magic sword above their heads had already taken shape.

Shang Fei and Tian Jin made a floating boat in the air, opened this eight-sided thick earth formation, and rushed towards the place where the monks of the Yin Netherworld Sect and the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were most concentrated. With the barrier of the defensive formation, the two floating boats rampage, and the two sect monks were suddenly swept away.

Rumble!

Three huge golden magic swords rained down from the sky and bombarded the center of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Suddenly, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect within the range of the long sword's attack flew with flesh and blood, and a powerful shock wave threw the Ten Thousand Swords Sect cultivators away. The sword formation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect completely collapsed at this moment.

"Tie the Heavenly Shield to protect the same door!" Chu Zheng roared angrily, slapped a Ten Thousand Sword Sect monk to death with one palm, and rushed towards the sword sky with a shake of his body. Wutong Mountain's Tongmen was already at the end of the crossbow when he was able to deliver the final blow, which Chu Zheng had already seen clearly. And the primary purpose of this battle is not to kill the enemy, but to rescue the same door and rescue Feng Yin.

"Respect the Decree!" The two hundred monks quickly changed their positions, and in the blink of an eye, the two Thousand Blades Gengjin Battle Arrays had turned into battle arrays and the Heavenly Shields, and the two Heavenly Shield Battle Formations were rampaging among the Ten Thousand Swords Chief Monks, not seeking to kill the enemy, but only to advance.

It's completely different from Shihong and Sword Changkong. In the face of the unexpected situation, Jian Changkong failed to command in time, while Shi Hong's order was not clear, and the mistakes of the two caused chaos among the five hundred monks of the two sects. But although Chu Zheng still rushed towards the sword sky, he saw the situation in front of him very clearly, and gave the order simply and clearly.

Chu Zheng was like a tiger entering the flock and killing the Quartet, causing the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to dodge one after another.

The attack of the three Thousand Blades Geng Golden Array caused the Ten Thousand Sword Sect and the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to completely collapse.

Two floating boats rampage through the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

The two Heavenly Shield Dao battle formations composed of two hundred people directly pierced the Ten Thousand Swords Sect's formation with two sharp blades.

The two hundred disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were in chaos, but the disciples of the Netherworld Sect made a move, but they were affected by Chu Zheng's words and left their spare strength, plus the strong defense of the two battle formations. Soon rushed to the front of the Wutong Mountain Tongmen and completely protected these fellow doors behind him.

What situation are those who do not know how to command on the battlefield most afraid of confronting? Undoubtedly, they will be caught between the front and the back. Even if the opponent's strength is far weaker than his own, he will be in chaos after being attacked from front to back. Just like now, it is clear that the monks of the Ten Thousand Law Sect participating in the attack are only two hundred people under the command of Chu Zheng, while the Ten Thousand Sword Sect and the Yin Netherworld Sect have five hundred people together, but these two hundred people are only a few people every time they face it, and the advantage of the number of the two sects here is not only not an advantage, but even more chaotic. Obviously, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was going to attack the Ten Thousand Law Sect battle array, but suddenly a fellow sect might appear in front of him, and the sword light that was originally attacking the battle array might kill his own fellow sect. The advantage of numbers, but here it is a disadvantage.

Chu Zheng had actually come not far away as early as half a moment ago, and he knew that the Wanfa Sect was still at a disadvantage in the face of the five hundred people united by the two sects. So he waited patiently, waiting for the moment when the Wutong Mountain formation was broken. At this moment, the two sect monks rushed forward towards Wutong Mountain, relying on the speed advantage of the floating boat to form a front and rear flank. It can be said that Chu Zheng's strategy was a great success.

Jian Changkong looked at the same sect fleeing in all directions, looked at Chu Zheng who was rushing towards him quickly, and looked at the four hundred Ten Thousand Law Sect monks who had set up a battle formation in front of him.

It was as if all the strength in the body had been drained. With a sigh, the sword light flashed into the sky. Although he has no experience in combat command, he still has his own judgment. The overall situation of this battle is irreversible, and the defeat is decided!

With the escape of Sword Changkong, the remaining fighting courage of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect monk completely collapsed, and a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect made the Long Sword flee into the distance.

The disciples of the Netherworld Sect were still fiercely attacking the two Heavenly Shield battle arrays, but the so-called defeat was like a mountain, and the escape of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect became the last straw that crushed the camel, and suddenly the disciples of the Netherworld Sect gave up the attack and joined the ranks of fleeing one after another.

Shihong's face was pale with a long whip in his hand. She couldn't understand why she had the advantage but was defeated in the blink of an eye. But the only reason she had left told her that defeat was certain at this moment, and she flicked her sleeves and fled into the distance at a faster speed.

"All the disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Sect, a group of five people are free to hunt down and kill the cultivators of the Netherworld Sect!"

"Respect the law!"

The roar of the monks under Chu Zheng's command shook the sky, and the Heavenly Shield immediately split, and a group of five people, a total of forty groups of people, chased after the disciples of the Yin Netherworld Sect who fled in all directions. Even some of the disciples stationed in Wutong Mountain who felt that they still had strength left behind also had red eyes and laughed, and spontaneously joined the pursuit team.

Coldly stunned, he looked at the monk flying in the sky, and it felt like a dream. Five hundred against four hundred, two hundred of these four hundred people had no combat effectiveness, but the result was that in less than a quarter of an hour, these five hundred people completely collapsed. The outcome of such a battle was beyond his imagination.

The cold hands that have always been cold are like this, and the remnants of the Wanfa Sect disciples in Wutong Mountain feel as if they are in a dream.

Chu Zheng walked calmly towards Feng Yin, and said the moment he rubbed shoulders with his cold hand: "Don't be so surprised, this is the difference between a rabble and an elite division. After finishing speaking, he walked towards Feng Yin with a calm face.

Feng Yin stood there, only Chu Zheng was in his eyes from beginning to end, but at this moment, he was suddenly at a loss in the face of Chu Zheng who was coming. She didn't know how to deal with it.