"Maoshan disciples, follow me!"

As soon as I drank aloud, I took the lead in grabbing the willow sword and rushed out!

And beside me, there are two mountain protection elders Yuntian and Yunyue, at this time, the great enemy is present, they do not dare to relax, and they each show their own housekeeping skills and bombard the zombie group in front of them......

On the other side, Uncle Quan, Monk Hua and Deng Youde also rushed out at this time, without any reservations, and with one move and one punch, the flesh and blood of the Ghost Horn Clan blocking the road in front of them were blurred.

And what makes me feel warm is a loose and expressionless cool skin.

One pine on the left, Liangpi on the right, two people followed me closely, one left and one right protected me, I held a willow sword, and when I raised my hand, a demon and monster that had been killed fell to the ground, and blood splattered three feet......

"Maoshan disciple, I would rather die than retreat, whoever dares to retreat, the team will not be forgiven!" I yelled.

The Maoshan disciples behind him also shouted in unison: "Maoshan disciples, I'd rather die than retreat, kill!" ”

All of a sudden, everyone in the mountain stream rushed out at once, even Mu Qing, who had just recovered from a serious injury, also held up his weak body at this time, and threw out sleeves like a waterfall to hit the attacking enemy......

There was a loud cry of killing outside the mountain stream, and as soon as all of us rushed out, the enemies outside also surrounded us one after another, and surrounded us at once!

But under such a heavy surrounding, I led the Maoshan disciples to fight more and more bravely, and the willow sword in my hand did not stop, and every time the sword fell, it could bring up several blood splashes!

And the group of Maoshan disciples behind me have also been killed, and one by one they have taken out all the housekeeping skills on their bodies, all kinds of yellow talismans are flying around, even the peach wood sword and copper coin sword, and the enemy's body and the hands of the Maoshan Taoist priests are flying back and forth......

In the battle between the two armies, in addition to the superiority in troops, there is also a great influencing factor, that is, morale!

Morale is a thing that is not used well, and no matter how many people there are, it may be a definite defeat!

But if it can be used properly, even if the number of people is not superior, it can also have the effect of bringing the dead back to life!

And now it is in this situation where the enemy is strong and I am weak, the people on my side are becoming more and more courageous, and after a while, we, who occupy the numerical disadvantage, have a momentum that faintly suppresses the coalition forces on the side of the Ghost Horn Clan......

On the battlefield, a Maoshan disciple slashed the peachwood sword in his hand at a member of the Ghost Horn Clan who was covered in scales, and suddenly opened a huge blood hole on the body of the Ghost Horn Clan's member, and for a while, the flesh and blood of the Ghost Horn Clan member were blurred, and they wailed!

But before that Maoshan disciple had time to breathe a sigh of relief, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spit out from the corner of his mouth!

I saw that behind him, at some point, there was another member of the Ghost Horn Clan, and all of a sudden, it used its arm as hard as iron to pass through the body of the Maoshan disciple!

"Senior Brother Yiliu!"

The Taoist priest beside me rushed over, and with a roar of rage, he sent the peachwood sword in his hand directly into the head of the member of the Ghost Horn Clan who was proudly killing a Maoshan disciple!

Suddenly, the head of the Ghost Horn Clan member spewed out a stream of red and white, making the surrounding air feel a strong smell of blood!

The red and white things splashed on the clothes of the Yisong Taoist, but the Yisong Taoist didn't care about these at all, he hurriedly rushed over and helped the Yiliu senior brother who was about to fall to the ground with his body shaking!

"Senior Brother Yiliu, how are you?" Ichimatsu asked hurriedly.

I saw that I had met a few times and had a good impression of Daoist Yiliu, his face was already pale, and his pupils were dilated and dilated...... After he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, his consciousness gradually blurred, and before he died, he grabbed the hand of a Song Taoist priest and said with difficulty: "Senior brother, kill a few more enemies for me, and eliminate the demon and defend the Dao......"

"Senior Brother Yiliu!!" Yisong looked up to the sky and roared, and could only watch this senior brother who had taken care of and loved him since he was a child, and left him like this!

I saw this scene in my eyes, and my heart couldn't help but twitch!

But at this time, I also clearly saw that on the battlefield, there were still many people like Yiliu and Yisong, and the original lively lives had disappeared a lot at this moment, leaving behind a cold corpse and the indignant roar of the companions beside him!

Priest Ichimatsu put away Ichiliu's corpse, grabbed his peachwood sword with him, and rushed into the nearest enemy beside him......

The situation on the field has become extremely chaotic, and the two sides, who were originally very different in numbers, are also inseparable.

The Maoshan disciples here are taking the lead in breaking through desperately, and the others behind are not idle.

The various puppets of the Snowfall Clan also came out one after another, and their bodies were as stiff as iron, and they withstood many enemy attacks......

There are also a few Laoshan disciples under the leadership of the old Taoist priest of Laoshan, and now they have also killed their anger, although they are quite numerous, but they cooperate with the extremely tacit understanding and familiarity, and they form a small formation in groups of three or five, taking turns to strangle the enemies around them.

The dead soldiers led by the female ghost general were entangled with those zombies and other enemies, but under the leadership of the female ghost general, the dead soldiers also exerted great attack power, not only resisting the zombies' fierce attack, but also forming effective damage, killing those zombies one by one......

As for the overseer team led by Elder Yunshan in the end, they also failed to catch a single person who escaped from the battle, so that when they got to the back, they also threw themselves into the battle, trying their best to help the front team fight their way out!

And at the front, my clothes have long been stained with blood, and the cool skin that has been following me is even covered with blood on his face, and the attack of a soft sword in his hand is smooth, but under the simple sword momentum, there are more and more corpses piled up under his feet.

Liangpi is undoubtedly the best killing machine, and the battlefield with sudden changes can be said to be the place where he can show his skills the most......

The offensive on our side is becoming more and more fierce, and under the desperate efforts of everyone, the siege line of the Ghost Horn Clan's coalition army, which has the advantage in numbers, has slowly begun to loosen!

After about two hours of bloody fighting, the gap in the battle line of the Ghost Horn Clan coalition in front of me became bigger and bigger, and then under the impact of a new round of offensive with the disciples of Maoshan Mountain, a gap finally appeared that could break through!

My heart was overjoyed, and with a wave of my big hand, I quickly led people to open the gap!

"Everybody get out now, quick!"

Without caring about the nonsense, I quickly asked Yunyue and the others to lead people out of the gap, but at this time, I swept out of the corner of my eye and found that in a place not far away, Mu Qing, who had just recovered from a serious injury, had been surrounded by dozens of enemies at this time, and she couldn't get out......