Chapter 1392: It's not as good as a nightmare

And the Elder of the Killing Sect even ordered the other disciples of the Killing Hall to attack him from the rear, making him suffer from the enemy in the abdomen and back, and he was secretly stabbed in the back, the situation is very not optimistic.

In desperation, he had to summon all the forces under his command to have a bloody battle to the death.

"Hehe, Shadow Lord. I can't believe that you would defend the red-haired witch so much, and do not hesitate to mobilize all the forces of the entire Shadow Building. The killing elder had a fierce face, inverted triangular wolf eyes, exuding a green glow, a huge axe in his hand, lingering with bright blue light, and a quaint word "kill" was engraved on the axe, which was his weapon.

"I took this trip to the killing hall, it seems that I am going to make a great contribution. In the process of capturing the ghost mother Wen Ning, he wiped out the darkest assassination force of the empire in one fell swoop. Today, the thirty-six blood guards, the four major blood shadow kings, including the shadow lord yourself, don't even think about escaping! Forty-one lives, leave them all! ”

The bright red pupils were dim, and the voice was as cold as a devil: "Old thing, you think too much of yourself." The Nine Palaces Sanctuary is just one hall, and you want to annihilate my Shadow Building? The Shadow Tower has a history of more than 800 years in the Five Elements Continent, and even if the head hall master of your Nine Palace Temple comes in person, he may not be able to do anything to us. ”

"Oh? Why not give it a try? ”

The extremely ugly face of the killing elder was even more murderous, and he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips evilly.

He looked more like a demon than Nightmare.

The thirty-six blood guards and the four blood shadow kings fought with thousands of elite disciples of the Killing Palace. The blood guards who have been baptized by countless assassinations, and their single combat ability, with one top ten, is absolutely true. At the level of the Blood Shadow King, it is even more at the top of fifty and one with one hundred.

On the contrary, most of the disciples of the Killing Hall are children of famous families, who have been raised in greenhouses since childhood, and at most they are doing tasks in the sect, and they have not experienced any strong winds and waves or massacres.

The thirty-six blood guards and the four blood shadow kings rushed in, like forty wild wolves, rushing into a flock of thousands of sheep. A bloody fight. The flock also has a numerical advantage. After more than half an hour of fighting, the two sides were evenly matched.

An hour later, six of the Blood Guards were dead, and the Blood Shadow King was seriously wounded one.

But the disciples who held the killing hall fell six or seven hundred, all of them were fatal with one blow, and the death was tragic.

With the power of the Shadow Building to ease, the pressure of Si Jitian and Wen Ning suddenly became much smaller.

The Thirty-six Blood Guards and the Four Blood Shadow Kings were obviously instructed by the Nightmare to take special care of Si Jitian and Wen Ning. There was even a Blood Shadow King who cultivated as a first-order mad martial sect, wearing a mask of a demonic ghost, who followed Wen Ning specifically to prevent her from being killed by the disciples of the Killing Hall.

The disciples who did not hold the killing hall would specifically attack Si Jitian.

At first, it was forced to do so.

At this time, everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, each has their own battles, where is the kung fu to care about him.

As soon as Si Jitian was free, he went to observe the battle between the Nightmare and the Killing Elder.

For the nightmare, the baby Si Jitian has a very complicated emotion. Although it is said that the nightmare is aimed at himself in every way, but the maintenance of Miss Mu is definitely sincere. Even Wen Ning, who was rescued by Miss Mu, ordered her subordinates to defend it desperately.

Si Jitian couldn't help but feel a little lost, and muttered: "In this battle, the role of this palace is not as good as that of a nightmare."