The sword light and sword shadow, the murderous aura, the coercive aura of the foundation building monk surged with the battle, forming a low pressure in the air, and the sharp sword qi and sharp sword gang were refracted in the collision, making a bang-bang collision sound.

The surrounding trees were sliced by the sword qi, and the liquid dripped and splashed to the ground, and as their battle intensified, the smell of blood spread through the air.

"Whew! Bang bang! ”

A loose cultivator in the late stage of foundation building swung a fierce sword, and the blade infused with strong spiritual power was surging with a visible air current, and the chilling sword qi struck out with a roar, slashing towards Song Ming at a speed that covered his ears.

Feeling the crisis with killing intent, Song Ming looked in that direction, this look, he mentioned in his heart, he had no time to resist, he could only quickly pounce to the side to avoid it, however, the speed of the other party was extremely fast, even if he avoided the fatal blow, he was still knocked out by the powerful air current, and fell out of the way.

"Shhh

He gasped and rolled on the ground, the pain in his body making him look down.

I saw that countless deep or shallow wounds were cut out of his body by that sword qi, and blood oozed out of the wound, pulling slightly, so painful that he gritted his teeth and stared at the loose cultivator who was looking at him contemptuously.

"Phew!" He spat out the blood in his mouth, wiped the corner of his mouth and walked forward again with his sword: "It's good that I avoided it quickly, otherwise I would have been split in half." ”

Holding the sword, his pace changed from slow to fast, and his hand moved slightly, as if there was something more in his arm, and the evil qi on his body was stimulated: "Look at your grandfather, I'm a bully, right?" After I slaughter you, you'll know that your grandfather is not easy to bully! ”

"Boy! Look for death! ”

Another monk stepped forward with his sword, but before he could get close to Song Ming, he saw his left hand raised, and with a bang, a cold light struck out unexpectedly, and it was actually a sleeve arrow shot out directly, penetrating the monk's heart and stabbing another person behind.

"Hmm!"

The monk and the one behind him didn't expect to be suddenly hit by an arrow, the whole body stiffened, and the whole person fell backwards, and at this time, the sleeve arrow that was shot in the chest of the monk behind actually flew back with a roar as if it had spiritual power, and automatically stuck back into Song Ming's sleeve arrow.

"Damn! Why didn't you use this baby earlier? You have to wait for someone to kill you, right? Ning Lang glared back, his strength was not as strong as a few people, but he relied on the treasures on his body to kill people in the dodge, and therefore, he was the least injured.

"Bang!"

Luo Fei was kicked out by another loose cultivator when attacking one person, and after staggering back a few steps to stabilize himself, he covered his kicked stomach and rubbed it, glaring angrily.

scolded angrily in his heart: There are too many people to bully us, right? Good! Then don't blame me for coming to yin.

He quickly retreated to Ning Lang's side, shook out a strange mask from the space and handed it to him: "Put it on!" ”

Ning Lang took it and asked, "What can this do?" Do you prevent people from getting punched in the face? ”

"Let you wear it, don't ask so much nonsense, it won't hurt you anyway." Luo Fei said angrily, took out a few more and threw them to Song Ming and Duan Ye, and finally wore one himself, and took out something from the space.

Not far away, Feng Jiu's eyes moved slightly when he saw this scene......