The dean of Jiangyin Academy, with the tutors of Jiangyin Academy and the military troops of the empire, fell on the side of Yang Zikun and the others.

The two martial spirit masters of the Soul Refining Sect, the young woman and the old man, also arrived at the same time and landed beside the Soul Refining Sect people.

Both sides focused on each other, and no one went back to notice the expression of a zombie in the valley.

The dean looked at the group of black-clothed people and the corpses of the above-ground academy, his face was full of anger, and he shouted, "Where did you come from, thieves? ”

"Kill!" the old man shouted, not talking to the dean at all, and stabbed the dean with the long sword in his hand.

"Kill them!" shouted the dean, drawing his sword and fighting with the old man.

Guo Hui, Yang Zikun and the others held weapons and killed the other black-clothed people.

The beautiful young woman of the Soul Refining Sect snorted coldly, swept out the long sword in her hand, and forcibly stopped the advance of Guo Hui and the others, especially Guo Hui, whose ribs in the shoulder were directly pierced, and the blood did not stop.

Martial spirit masters, not only powerful, but also have soul power to borrow when fighting, not invincible martial artists, the gap between the two is huge.

As soon as this young woman made a move, Jiangyin Academy was extremely jealous, and their martial arts master was only the dean.

The dean shouted, "You deal with this woman first, and then I will slaughter this old man first." ”

The old man snorted coldly: "If you want to kill me, it's up to you?"

"Bend the bow, shoot the arrow!" the soldiers of the army were commanded by their centurion, and sharp arrows were shot one after another.

It's a pity that these people are just martial artists, even the centurion is only a martial artist, and the fifty arrows seem terrifying, but the lethality is limited and ruthless.

Although there are many people on the side of Jiangyin Academy, for a while, they can't suppress the people of the Soul Refining Sect, after all, they have one more martial spirit.

"Cheng Miao, why haven't you yet. The old man shouted loudly, they had a total of three martial spirits, that is, counting the combat power of the dean, even if they were discovered, with the power of the three martial spirits, they could be killed.

"How do I know. The young woman shouted sharply, but the long sword in her hand was very fierce, forcing her opponent to retreat again and again.

"Shattered Ghoul Sword, give me death!" The young woman took a step forward, and the sword in her hand suddenly rose with silver light, and the sharp sword light pointed directly at a martial arts level tutor in Jiangyin Academy, and the middle-aged tutor's face changed greatly.

Not only the few people opposite him, but even the dean who was fighting with the old man in the distance also changed their faces slightly.

This move has gone beyond the scope of martial arts and reached the realm of the spirit level.

The martial arts, which were at the level of martial arts, were displayed by a martial spirit, and the terrifying power made everyone change color.

"Stop him!" Yang Zikun snorted, the sword in his hand slashed out, and roared, "Evil Light Ghost Sword." ”

At this moment, Yang Zikun was also out of the way, and the power in his body exploded in an all-round way, and the little second-order martial artist actually reached the peak strength of an ordinary martial artist.

The martial saint-level exercises were run to the extreme at this moment, which made everyone look sideways.

The Evil Light Ghost Sword is also a martial spirit-level exercise.

It's a pity that one is a real martial spirit, and Yang Zikun, although he has the power of a peak martial artist, is not a real martial spirit, and he has not even given birth to the power of the soul.

The long swords clashed, Yang Zikun was split, and the whole person was shot five meters away, and he fell the grass.

The remaining strength of the young woman's long sword collided with the long sword of the martial arts mentor, and the mentor's body was also shattered and fell to the ground, leaving a slender sword mark on his arm, and blood slowly flowed out.

At that moment just now, if it weren't for Yang Zikun sacrificing his life to save him, this mentor would definitely not be spared.

When Yang Zikun stood up, his palms cracked, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, obviously shocked by the blow just now.

After the blow, the young woman gasped slightly, martial arts at the level of martial arts consume a lot of money, even if it is a martial spirit master, it can't be used at will, such as the strength of the young woman, it can be used up to ten times, of course, if there is an elixir to restore strength, you can also use it a few more times.

It's just that the current battle, with the strength of this beautiful young woman, does not need to be cast ten times at all, it is enough to kill all his opponents.

After Yang Zikun is injured, his strength will definitely decline, and Yang Zikun, as a second-order martial artist, how many times can he exert his desperate strength?

"Whoosh!" The arrow burst through the air, enveloping the people of the Soul Refining Sect.

The young woman stood in front of her, shot down a large number of arrows, and then shouted: "Go to the two martial artists, kill all those soldiers for me." I'm going to deal with these people. ”

"Yes!" two warriors stepped out of the crowd and slashed at fifty soldiers.

Like a tiger entering a flock, even if a centurion tries his best, he can't stop the people of the Soul Refining Sect from killing his subordinates.

On the other side, the dean frantically attacked the old man, the old man seemed to see the situation clearly, the movements in his hands were not in a hurry, nor did he rush to attack, but only dragged the dean, letting the young woman free her hands to kill others.

The young woman did not disappoint him, facing six or seven martial artists, almost relying on her strength to suppress the fight, if it wasn't for Yang Zikun's desperate efforts just now, I am afraid that he would have been killed, and the strength of the martial spirit level was fully demonstrated at this moment.

The advantage gradually fell to the side of the Soul Refining Sect, the dean was anxious, but there was nothing to do, this place was too far away from the outside, even if it was impossible to call for help, and the small Jiangyin City, where could any master deal with these people in front of him.

Guo Hui and the others saw it in their eyes, and they all felt bitter in their hearts, Jiangyin City had never had such a powerful enemy, and today one is not good, and the high-level of Jiangyin Academy is afraid that the whole army will be wiped out.

Fear has gradually spread among the crowd, and many mentors have flinched.

Yechen stood at the top of the hill and looked down, taking everything in his eyes.

The arrangement of the Blood Corpse Array requires a certain geographical environment, which is also the reason why Yechen has been running for a long time before, but the terrain in front of him is not suitable for the arrangement of the Blood Corpse Array.

Seeing Jiangyin Academy being slaughtered, it would be even more tricky to face two martial spirit masters.

In any case, Yechen knew that he had to make a move, even if there was no blood corpse array.

With his feet on the cliff, his body swooped down from the top of the mountain, falling like a bird.

This scene was noticed by many people, especially the people of the Soul Refining Sect, who were very sensitive to foreign enemies at the moment, but whether it was a young woman or an old man, or other masters of the Soul Refining Sect, when they saw the realm displayed by Yechen, they all ignored it one by one.

A small samurai, like an ant, can be pinched to death at will, such a person has no impact on the current battle situation at all.

"Yechen!" "On the side of Jiangyin Academy, many people recognized him.

Especially Yang Zikun, after seeing Yechen appear, his eyes couldn't help but light up, as a former opponent, he knew too well Yechen's metamorphosis.

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