The screams in the canyon continued, and the army of Panfengmen was unfavorable, and there were continuous casualties along the way.

From the beginning of the fire tree flying flowers, all the people in Panfeng Gate have been highly vigilant and have been working step by step. But despite some protective measures, he still couldn't prevent the traps set by Muyang.

Just one Sword King Ye hidden by Mu Yang in the mountain wall caused the Panfeng Gate to lose more than thirty people. Before this reached the great array of the Falling Moon Valley, the Panfeng Gate had already killed and injured nearly two hundred people.

But Poison Feng was still very calm, he didn't even frown at such a big injury, "Usually let them cultivate well and be lazy, hehe, now they have to pay the price." ”

Some elders felt a little pity when they saw their disciples die, and said, "Sect Master, if we continue like this, our disciples will suffer heavy casualties, this is ......."

"I have a sense of proportion, all I can leave behind are good seedlings, I can't walk through a single canyon, such a person is still qualified to be a disciple of my Panfeng Sect?"

Poison Feng's tone became a little cold, and the air around him seemed to be frozen, making people tremble.

Within the big array, Wang Liang and the others could already see the dense figures approaching in the distance, "Muyang, send a signal." ”

"Okay. Muyang took out a bamboo tube from his arms, pulled the fuse at the tail, and a red flame flew into the air with a "boom", which was exceptionally bright under the dark clouds, and the entire Falling Moon Valley could be seen.

The people of Panfengmen naturally saw this signal, but they disdained it, and no matter how many tricks they played, it was just a matter of lingering.

The disciples of the Panfeng Sect who were at the forefront could already see the Guardian Array, so they mobilized their spiritual power one after another and accelerated their steps.

As long as they break through this magic circle, they can rush into the Falling Moon Valley with impunity and do whatever they want.

"Senior brothers and sisters, pay attention, activate the No. 2 offensive formation, gather strength, and break through the magic array!"

Everyone immediately followed the instructions, with ten people as a group, the spiritual power of ten people communicated with each other, forming a whole, and the team of thousands of people seemed to turn into a sharp blade, tearing through the wind and rushing towards the big array.

Shen Gaolin's eyes lit up, but instead of worrying, he pointed to the black oppressive army and said, "Their elders didn't come?

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Liang beside him had already rushed out of the magic circle!"Quick! While their elders are not here, how many can they kill!"

Prior to this, Wang Liang had carefully confirmed that the Poison Peak and they didn't keep up, this was a great opportunity! When the Poison Peak appeared, there was no possibility of attacking.

As soon as Shen Gaolin heard that he was capable, he immediately became energetic, turned into an afterimage with a big knife, and rushed out with Wang Liang.

Tang Kai turned his heel, raised the spear horizontally, and the whole person shot out like a sharp arrow!

The three of them were violent, and their fighting spirit was soaring! Mu Yang was quite shocked in his heart, "This is the real one-man who is not open! Huh, why don't you go up to the cold cliff?"

Leng Ya hugged his arms like a statue and didn't move, "The three of them are enough, I'll stay to deal with emergencies." ”

Brother Dog also said jokingly: "Huh, Muyang, why don't you give away someone's head?"

“...... Cut, how can there be a war when the military adviser rushes up with his iron head? I want to sit in the military tent and control the overall situation. ”

“...... Lao Tzu believes in your evil. ”

In the narrow canyon, a big battle was about to break out, and the disciples of Panfeng Sect were suspicious when they saw three figures rushing out of the large array in front of them.

"Are they crazy? Are they in such a hurry to die? Don't you take a blood from me. ”

"Shouldn't they be defensive like shrunken turtles?

"It's not good! That's Wang Liang! A group can't stop him, come a few more groups, can't let him break through the formation!"

Seeing the faces of the people who came, everyone was shocked, Wang Liang's reputation was like thunder, and he beat up all their elders last time.

Some of the slightly stronger disciples had sweaty palms, so they could only bite the bullet and quickly send a message to the elders to ask for help. Wang Liang, Shen Gaolin, Tang Kai, any of them are very difficult!

Rumble!

Wang Liang jumped up, condensed a lightning ball with a diameter of five meters in front of him, and smashed into the crowd.

"Pantian Shield!"

There were three groups in front, thirty people, each holding a shield in his hand and holding it above his head, closely aligned with each other, forming a huge shield, which withstood Wang Liang's attack.

But when the lightning ball exploded on the shield, the electricity made their arms tingle.

Shen Gaolin brandished a big knife and rushed to the other group with a big laugh, "Grandchildren, don't you stretch your neck over and let your grandfather cut it off!"

Clang!

A crisp sound of metal collision echoed in the canyon, and a disciple's Coiled Heavenly Shield directly split Shen Gaolin in half.

This guy is a pure strength warrior, a brute force. The formation of this group was broken up by Shen Gaolin's sword.

As long as this opening is torn open, the next step is a crazy fight.

Ten people besieged Shen Gaolin alone, and they were not his opponents at all, and some of them didn't even have time to scream, and they became dead souls under the knife.

Tang Kai took advantage of Shen Gaolin's tear to drive straight in, blocking the other groups that came to support, and the spears swept through, and no enemy dared to get close.

Tang Kai relied on himself to disconnect the front and back of the canyon alive, buying time for Wang Liang and Shen Gaolin.

"Listen to me, the dog mongrels of Panfengmen! Today, I want you to bury my dead brothers!"

After suppressing it for so long, he held back too much anger in his heart, and was even used by Poison Feng once, and today he wants to get it all back.

Shen Gaolin is one against ten, and the opponent's realm is suppressed to death, and it won't take long to take them down.

And Wang Liang was taken care of, a total of thirty people besieged, even if his realm exceeded a lot, but after all, it was a little troublesome to deal with alone.

But Wang Liang is still at ease, shuttling through the crowd, the sword shadow flickers, the exercises are endless, the most important thing is his advantage in speed, these disciples of Panfengmen can't figure out his position at all, they can only defend passively, but Wang Liang can always catch the loophole, and quickly take out the sword to harvest.

Shen Gaolin only took thirty breaths to put down all his opponents, he didn't stop, and once again stepped forward to help Tang Kai with a big knife.

This is the advantage of fighting in the canyon, although there are many enemy soldiers, but the road is so wide, the back wants to rush to the mountain to help, but they can't squeeze it at all, they pass three groups at once, it is already very reluctant, and the army of thousands of people has nowhere to go, so they can only do it in a hurry.

The three of them were like wolves into the flock, killing happily, and the Panfeng Gate collapsed. Some enemy troops with slightly stronger cultivation can barely hold on for a while, and no one can resist a knife or a shot below the seventh level of the Spirit Wheel Realm, and Mu Yang's blood is boiling: "Damn, I want to do it." ”