Chapter 1642: Scuffle
Di Jingshan, Pei Keqi.
A ninth-level martial sect, an eighth-level martial sect.
These are the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Purple Cloud Sect, and the Tianya Sect, these three sects have joined forces, and outside the Holy Extreme Sect, the two strongest people remained.
They thought.
With one of these two people making a move, it would be enough to easily deal with the Holy Extreme Sect, which was already greatly injured.
But he didn't expect that in the Holy Extreme Sect, Chu Qingyun and Youyun appeared.
The two fifth-level martial sects not only blocked Di Jingshan and Pei Keqi, but also had a clear upper hand in the fierce battle.
This made all the people of the three sects, in addition to being shocked and shocked, they also felt a little bad.
And the faces of the remaining five Martial Sect Realms were even more gloomy.
"We can't go on like this, several, don't forget, we're cooperating with that side this time, and this time no matter what, we have to destroy the Holy Extreme Sect!"
One of them said in a deep voice.
And the mention of "over there".
The other four people also looked awe-inspired, and their eyes instantly became firm.
Cooperating with that side is a double-edged sword, they can't turn back now, either they dominate and control the Northern Regions, or, it's a dead end!
"Do it, kill!"
"Destroy the Holy Extreme Sect!"
The two Martial Sect Realms suddenly shouted coldly.
Get orders.
The three sects of the Heavenly Sword Sect, those Martial King Realm and Martial Emperor Realm below, after being stunned for a moment, they all burst into flames, and in a shout of killing, they rushed to the side of the Holy Extreme Sect.
On the side of the Holy Pole Sect, naturally there is no need to say more.
When life and death are at stake, everyone is, and they immediately meet the attack.
Thousands of people on both sides collided violently.
The elders of the respective Martial Emperor Realm chose their opponents one after another, and the aftermath of the battle even directly affected the surrounding Martial King Realm.
But at this time, no one can care so much.
The fierce battle is about to break out in an instant.
All kinds of yuan force bombardment, sword light and sword shadows, fist wind palm prints, constantly burst out.
And the remaining five Martial Sect Realms did not hesitate to do it directly.
A seventh-level martial sect took the lead and swooped down from the sky, rushing straight at Mo Qingquan and the others.
He wants to "behead" the Holy Pole Sect.
Deal with Mo Qingquan, the sect master, first.
But within the Holy Extreme Sect, there was also a seventh-level Martial Sect, with an incomparably strong aura, he struck out horizontally and stopped the man.
The two seventh-level martial sects rushed into the air and fought fiercely.
Sect Master Mo Qingquan, as well as the two Supreme Elders next to him, also rose from the ground and attacked the remaining few people.
Three against four.
The two Supreme Elders of the Holy Extreme Sect were quickly separated.
However, Mo Qingquan was besieged by the other party, a fifth-level martial sect and a sixth-level martial sect, and instantly fell into disadvantage.
The entire Holy Extreme Sect was suddenly in chaos.
Heaven and earth, everywhere is a mess.
"Boy, your strength is indeed strong enough, but today the Holy Extreme Sect is doomed, and when Mo Qingquan is killed, it is the time when the Holy Extreme Sect perishes!"
In the fierce battle, Di Jingshan said.
As Mo Qingquan, as the sect master, if he died, it would definitely be a very huge blow to the morale of the Saint Extreme Sect's side.
And at the same time, it will also make the Heavenly Sword Sect's side, which already has an advantage in the Martial Sect Realm, become much greater.
At that time, there will be two more Martial Sect Realms.
Whether it is to support the battles in the sky, other Martial Sect Realms, or to support the below, the battles of those Martial Emperor Realm elders can play a decisive role!
glanced at Mo Qingquan's side.
Chu Qingyun was too, and couldn't help frowning.
Mo Qingquan is only a fifth-level martial sect.
Facing the siege of a fifth-level martial sect and a sixth-level martial sect, he has completely fallen into the upper hand, and it seems that he is in danger of being defeated and killed at any time.
But Chu Qingyun's face was not flustered.
"As long as I kill you, your three sects will be finished!"
Chu Qingyun said coldly.
Di Jingshan's face suddenly showed anger, "Little beast, if you want to kill me, it's not that easy, I want to see if you kill me first, or Mo Qingquan will die first!"
Although in Chu Qingyun's hands, he had already fallen into the disadvantage.
But the ninth-level Martial Sect is not so easy to kill.
Di Jingshan is still waiting, the battles in other places can be resolved quickly, and then all their Martial Sect Realms will come over and besiege Chu Qingyun.
"See who dies first?"
The corners of Chu Qingyun's mouth raised a trace of coldness, "Then you, take a good look at ......"
The body moved.
Chu Qingyun carried the long sword and rushed towards Di Jingshan at full speed.
Di Jingshan's hands were slightly bent, as if he was facing a great enemy.
But just as it was approaching, a strange color suddenly appeared in Chu Qingyun's eyes.
"Soul Knife!"
The three soul knives instantly condensed, and flashed silently.
The power of the soul is formless and formless.
The three soul knives were as fast as lightning, directly passing through the power of the Yuan Force and the secret method, and were only weakened a little by the claw intent, and then instantly submerged into Di Jingshan's head.
There is no defense against the secret method of the soul.
Soul Power is under attack.
Di Jingshan's eyes darkened, and he immediately fell into dizziness.
"Heaven-breaking sword intent!"
With a dazzling sword light on the long sword, Chu Qingyun rushed to it and slashed at Di Jingshan who was in dizziness with a sword.
The sword light approached.
The feeling of extreme danger made Di Jingshan stand up and down all over his body, and a large amount of yuan power instinctively gushed out.
The Yuan Force of the Ninth-level Martial Sect is naturally extremely powerful.
But under Chu Qingyun's sword, it was not enough at all.
Before the sword light arrived, the talisman yuan force trembled violently.
But at the last moment.
The strong sense of danger made Di Jingshan reluctantly sober up from the attack of the soul knife at the critical moment.
The vision and consciousness are still a little blurred.
But the sword light that crossed the sky and was almost close to his eyes made his breath stagnate, and his heart beat fiercely.
"Not good!"
Instinctively flicking his claws.
Di Jingshan mobilized his strength to resist as quickly as possible.
But his strength is not as good as Chu Qingyun, in this hurry, how can he be able to block Chu Qingyun's killing blow?
Boom!
Under the sword light.
Di Jingshan's whole person was blasted out in an instant, blood overflowed from his mouth and nose, and his entire arm seemed to be broken, and the blood flowed like an infusion.
This sword really hit him hard.
The powerful sword intent of the high-level Dacheng even took advantage of the situation and invaded the meridians of Dijing Mountain.
Severe pain all over the body.
Under the serious injury, Di Jingshan was extremely shocked in his heart, he was a ninth-level martial sect, and he couldn't even raise the power to expel these sword intents!
"Sword Three!"
Chu Qingyun pursued.
A sword spanned hundreds of meters and hit Di Jingshan directly.
At this time, Di Jingshan's heart was cold.
In his eyes, this dazzling sword light is here to urge his life, and now where does he still have the strength to resist Chu Qingyun's sword.
"Damn boy, you forced me!"
Growl.
Di Jingshan flipped his palm, took out a drop of origin power, and crushed it fiercely.
(End of chapter)