Rumble!

An undead bird of prey shattered, and the white bones of the forest fell from the sky one after another, and Simon Wuwu withdrew his bleeding palm, and a bitter smile appeared on his face, which was more ugly than crying. [No pop-up novel network]

Defeated, another fiasco, a complete defeat, even killing the undead raptor is just a bunch of white bones, without the slightest pleasure.

It's gone, 80,000 coalition troops, it's gone.

Of the five hundred innate realm powerhouses, there are less than a hundred left,

More than half of the more than 100 Dao leaders died under the raid of the undead legion,

What pained him the most was that the Lord of the Mansion and the Master of the Temple had also failed, and they had completely failed!

Ximen was worry-free and wanted to cry without tears, but now was obviously not the time for him to feel melancholy, he had to leave immediately, once Xiao Qiang activated the Ten Thousand Swords Array, they couldn't leave even if they wanted to!

Suddenly, Ximen Wuwu saw an undead bird of prey bypassing one of the elders of the Yuanwu Seven Veins, but went to attack another person, his eyes were red for a moment, and an indescribable roar surged in his chest.

Opportunists! traitors, despicable villains who see the wind and rudder the rudder! Shameless people who fall into the ground! If you didn't collude with the undead legions, why didn't they attack you?!

Under extreme resentment, Simon was full of murderous energy, flew forward, and slashed out a palm with all his strength, which hit the elder's back in the heart.

The elder of the Yuanwu Seven Veins was in a daze, and he didn't know why the golden ancient winged dragon would let him go, but he was a little happy in his heart.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Simon's worry-free palm shadow was imprinted on the back of his heart, shattering his five internal organs!

After Ximen Wuwu's palm fell, he suddenly hit a spirit and came to his senses, but the matter has come to this point, he must not let go of the people of the Yuanwu Seven Veins!

Seeing that the elder's Yuan Spirit was about to escape, a trace of coldness flashed in Ximen Wuwu's eyes, and with a flick of his wrist, a red law cross flew out like lightning, directly blasting the Yuan Spirit!

"Ximen Wuwu, what are you doing?!" Another elder of the Yuanwu Seven Veins saw the scene of Ximen Wuwu's move, his eyes immediately turned red, and he let out a terrible roar.

Without doing anything, Ximen Wuwu directly killed the person who questioned him, and said loudly: "The seven veins of Yuanwu colluded with the army of the undead, everyone will be punished, kill me!"

The other Dao leaders were also in a state of extreme anger and depression, and Ximen's worry-free words undoubtedly allowed them to find a target to vent, and everyone looked at the people of the Yuanwu Seven Veins with murderous eyes.

For a while, more than a dozen masters wearing the costumes of the Yuanwu Seven Veins became their targets, and the battle that was originally a battle against the undead army turned into a three-way melee.

"Hey, why did they fight by themselves?" Halfway up the Fengling Peak, Cui Dameng and the fat man sat on the collapsed trench, their clothes in tatters, taking turns pouring a jar of wine while enjoying the big drama in mid-air.

"Needless to say, it must be that the Seven Veins of Yuanwu and the Undead Legion colluded with each other, and the conspiracy was revealed, and Ximen Wuwu led people to clean up the portal!" said another disciple of the Gentlemen's League with a grin.

"It's called dog eats dog, a mouthful of hair, hahahaha!" Cui Da poured a sip of wine and couldn't help but let out a shocking laugh.

The brothers in the trenches burst out laughing, and the laughter spread rapidly, and finally more than 30,000 Divine Sword Pavilion disciples laughed at the same time, and the entire Wind Spirit Peak trembled in laughter.

"Lord Fuzun is mighty!"

"Lord Fuzun is mighty!"

Suddenly, up and down the Divine Sword Pavilion, a heaven-shattering shout erupted, followed by the heaven-shattering laughter.

On the Ice Ruler Peak, Ximen Shang was bargaining with Xiao Qiang, and suddenly heard the people of the Divine Sword Pavilion cheering for Ximen Wuwu, and couldn't help but feel a sense of confusion.

Her eyes looked at Ximen Wuwu in disbelief, and when she saw it, she couldn't help but be so angry that her face turned blue and her whole body trembled.

It's a shame, it's a shame to lose the battle, it's good, the enemy is still watching, and they are actually fighting among themselves!

"Simon don't worry, don't be embarrassed, don't let me go back!" said in anger, Simon almost screamed.

Maybe she was out of anger, and she actually forgot the secret transmission, and the sharp voice suddenly spread throughout the four peaks.

Burst!

Simon was furious and angry, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, almost hiding himself and fleeing into the distance.

Duanmuzhen was also angry with internal injuries, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and he followed Ximen without worrying and fled away.

The two lords of the mansion are gone, and of course the others will not fight anymore, and they have also used their bodies and fled one after another.

The enemy is gone, and there is no need for the undead legions to be left, they regroup and fly mightily into the distance.

The Divine Sword Pavilion, which had been boiling for a day and a night, finally fell silent again.

Bang!

Cui Dameng drank all the wine in the jar, smashed the jar to the ground, he wiped the wine stains on his beard, and after standing up, he picked up the golden sword Yao Sun Banner planted on the ground and waved it vigorously.

"Invincible!"

"Invincible!"

After the baptism of war, the four peaks turned into a sea of flags, and the roar that shook the sky echoed endlessly among the mountains, shaking everyone's blood!

On the Ice Ruler Peak, Ximen Shang changed color again, looked at Xiao Qiang with cold eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "Xiao Qiang, today's shame, he will return it one day!"

She didn't have the face to stay any longer, and without waiting for Xiao Qiang to speak, with a wave of her big hand, she led the four temple masters into the distance.

A few figures left in his eyes, and finally even his breath disappeared, Xiao Qiang couldn't help but collapse for a while, and it was finally over!

In the twilight, hundreds of figures flew towards the Ice Ruler Peak, and the peak masters and elders of the four major peaks, the Dharma Protector of the General Altar, the elites of the Blood Sword Hall, and the other pavilion masters stood solemnly in front of them, and bowed down at the same time and said, "Congratulations to the head of the sect for winning this great victory!"

Xiao Qiang listened to the cheers from the four peaks, smiled slightly, and said hoarsely: "You have also worked hard, please leave the aftermath to you!" After that, he staggered towards the direction of the back mountain, and even his back disappeared in a moment.

Everyone looked at each other, but when they looked up, they were shocked to find that the main altar had become a ruin, and they couldn't help but change color.

In the entire large square, there is not a complete stone slab, the only building that is still standing, only the Sword Pavilion, the others have collapsed, and the main hall has become a flat ground.

It was almost not difficult for them to imagine how tragic the battle that took place on the Ice Gauge Peak!

Shen Jianqiu, the great protector of the main altar, said solemnly: "The giant dragon Xuandian is a broken opponent array, he is seriously injured, and the injury of the head is not light, he is going to see Xuandian, everyone go to get busy, the main altar is here, hand it over to this seat." ”

Everyone couldn't help but suddenly realize that the head of the house was the Dark Dragon Knight, who had a soul connection with the giant dragon Xuandian, and life and death depended on each other, and now that Xuandian was seriously injured, of course the mood of the head would not be too good.

Everyone left the Ice Ruler Peak one after another, and fell into the busy aftermath work, and the elders and disciples in charge of intelligence sent fast horses down the mountain as soon as possible, announcing the great victory of the Divine Sword Pavilion.

They want to tell the world as quickly as possible that in this battle, the Divine Sword Pavilion has won again!