In such a dense jungle, the 100 elites of the Zhengmeng surrounded the Cult of the Evil Gods. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Black Wind Demon and Ghost Pupil had already come to their senses, and led the Blood Blade Hall and the Hidden Blade Hall to fight, and a large number of Orthodox Alliances continued to pour in from all directions, like a flood, endlessly.

For a time, Wild Dog Ridge killed the sky and shouted the earth, so it was not spectacular.

Liushan of the Sharp Sword Sect on the hillside gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Youlong, the battle has begun, let me kill it, slaughter the Evil God Sect, and give my junior brother a peace!"

The Immortal Sect Youlongxi was light and light, and his expression was indifferent, seeing the fierce battle in the forest, his face did not have a trace of waves.

He said: "Now the evil god sect that came to the aid is just some minions, why should Brother Liushan be in a hurry, to eliminate this group of rabble, in the future, the Alliance will hold a demon slaying operation, when the time comes, Brother Liushan can be killed." ”

"If I don't take some cult minions to pay tribute to my junior brother at this time, it will be difficult to calm the hatred in my heart!" Liushan had a hot temper, he did not listen to the persuasion of the military advisor, and jumped down with light skills, and killed towards the Wild Dog Ridge.

Seeing this, You Long Xishui smiled lightly, it is difficult for this impulsive person to achieve great things, he slowly shook the feather fan in his hand, leisurely.

Yan Feifei of the Tianshan Sect also wanted to avenge the disciples who had been in the Dukou Tea House before, but she was a calm person, focusing on the overall situation, and she should calm down.

Besides, there may be people from the Cult of Evil Gods coming, so as the main combat force, you still have to retain some strength.

The two strange clam elders from the land of fire beside him, you and I say one sentence to me, speaking in a dialect that ordinary people can't understand, and using a very fast speed of speech, which makes people feel that these two old men are laughing, which is very weird.

In the woods, on the battlefield.

The Black Wind Evil Realm is the highest, the Pingwu Realm, tall and tall, bearing the brunt of the attack, taking the lead, rushing to the front, the big knife in his hand keeps waving, whirring, as if blowing a hurricane, terrifying.

The knife fell, and the blood spattered.

After a while, his whole body was stained with the blood of the enemy, and he was not mighty.

Under the influence of the Black Wind Evil Spirit, all the evil god sect members were full of momentum, and they had the posture of breaking the axe and sinking the boat, and all of them followed the Black Wind Demon to fight their way out of the encirclement.

Although there are not many followers of the Cult of the Evil God, they are all the elite of the elite, and in terms of individual ability, everyone is a good player who can fight ten battles in one battle, although these Zhengmeng monks have a large number, it is difficult to bargain for anything.

During the battle, the greedy wolf is by no means an ordinary young man, his strength is inferior to the Black Wind Evil, and he is in the same level of the Martial Arts Realm, his sword skills are fierce, extremely fierce, and he follows closely behind the Black Wind Evil, and everywhere he passes, the screams are continuous, and many monks have become his sword souls.

Lying down is also extremely brutal, don't look at his pale face, he always looks sick, there is no ambiguity at all when he fights, the knife is deadly, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

Then there is Li Mingyi, who is second only to Black Wind in stature, extremely burly, and has huge strength, and the people of the Zhengmeng can often only parry in the face of his attacks, and do not dare to attack rashly.

And Li Mingyi's power was extremely surging, and with one sword, he slashed down with his sword and others.

Zhao Chang is decent, there is no outstanding place, and there is no shortcoming, he follows closely behind and protects everyone's back.

Although the number of brothers in the Blood Blade Hall is small, it has made the Hidden Blade Hall see their superb martial arts, and they are indeed worthy of their reputation!

I have long heard that the Blood Blade Hall often goes out to perform difficult tasks, practices a transcendent sword technique, and kills the Zhengmeng without leaving a piece of armor, this scene deeply stimulated the people of the Hidden Blade Hall, and the ghost pupil also completely let go of his worries, wielding a dagger with both hands, and using his strange body technique to kill in and out of the sea of people, showing the strength of the Pingwu Realm to the fullest.

All of a sudden, the Cult of the Evil God was highly motivated and fought hard!

The elite disciples of the Zhengmeng suffered heavy casualties, forcing the Evil God Sect into a hurry, and the strength that erupted was not trivial, and they kept retreating.

The elites of the Zhengmeng around them also moved closer to the center, and the encirclement became denser and denser.

Liushan jumped forward, jumped into the encirclement, and stabbed out with a sword, killing a disciple of the Hidden Blade Hall in an instant.

He roared, "Don't let these rabbles run away, kill them all!"

Seeing Liushan entering, those elites of the Zhengmeng activated their combat power again, and rushed towards the Evil God Sect without hesitation.

The battle was unusually fierce.

The left side of the Hidden Blade Hall suffered a large-scale impact, and they continued to resist the enemy, although there were more people than the Blood Blade Hall, but most of them were cultivating the secret method and seeking information for the Evil God Sect, which was extra difficult in large-scale battles.

It's not like the Blood Blade Hall, invincible alone, brave in group fights, more like a god of war with less fighting, and the battle of life and death is like a god descending from heaven!

Black Wind Slashed down several Zhengmeng monks again, and when he heard the shouts behind him, he hurriedly looked back, only to see that the flanks of the large army had been broken through, and the Hidden Blade Hall was struggling to resist the enemy, and the team was about to break away.

He gritted his teeth and led the people of the Blood Blade Hall to kill back again to protect the Hidden Blade Hall.

The people of the Evil God Sect protected the ghost pupils one after another, forming a human wall to intercept the people of the True Alliance.

Seeing this, Liushan immediately locked the ghost pupil, presumably this person is the leader of the cult, and he has determined in his heart that this person will be killed, and he will be the spirit of the priest and brother in the sky!

A somersault came to the ghost pupil and stabbed the sword out, this sword he used at least nine layers of strength, in order to kill with one blow!

Ghost Hitomi is not a general, Hidden Blade Hall is not good at group fighting, but it is very powerful in heads-up, which is the most outstanding in Ghost Hitomi.

I saw the cold light coming, and the double dagger blocked it, stopping this ferocious blow.

"Well received, if you're a waste, let me down!" Flowing Mountain battled and exchanged hands with the ghost pupil.

The two sides clashed fiercely, and the constant collision of sharp weapons produced sparks.

The ghost pupil's body is weird, and the dexterous dagger in his hand can be described as extremely light.

Liushan's swordsmanship focuses on strength, using his huge strength to suppress his opponents.

The two fought as a group, and the winner was inseparable.

The black wind came back from the slaughter, and a fierce tiger leap struck back Liushan, shaking his arm numb.

"Ghost Pupil, hurry up and take the Hidden Blade cousins to go first, Lao Tzu will cut down this kid. ”

"Big Brother Black, this person ......"

"Don't grind, get out!" Black Wind rushed directly towards the Flowing Mountain, confronting it.

The ghost pupil understood the good intentions and hurriedly rushed out with the people of the Evil God Sect.

Liushan had heard of this person, who was a well-known black-faced evil star of the Evil God Sect's Blood Blade Hall, who looked like Yama and was extremely fierce, and he also knew that he was the one who led the cult to surround Liuyun at that time.

Seeing that he sent himself to the door, he was very excited, and killed him to return the rest of his junior brother!

The two of them were both powerful people, and when their swords collided, the air stirred up a wave of qi that spread out in all directions, lighting up bursts of light in the dense jungle, making people dare not set foot in it.

Those Zhengmeng monks surrounded the people of the Evil God Sect, and if one person died in front, someone would come up to replace them, and there would be an endless stream of killings.

Soon, although the cult people were brave, they could not resist the large number of people, and their physical strength began to run dry.

Seeing that the Cult was no longer brave, the Orthodox Monks intensified their efforts and slaughtered them.

One by one, one by one, the strong smell of blood continued to spread, and the corpses were everywhere, which was extremely tragic.

A large number of disciples of the Hidden Blade Hall were disjointed, overwhelmed by the crowd, stabbed to death with swords, hacked to death with swords, and some were trampled to death by falling to the ground.

It is an elegy of life and death, tragic and heroic.

The ghost pupil was at the front, feeling powerless, covered in blood, there were enemies, and there were also their own, a burst of numbness, the dagger in his hand had been rolled, and after throwing it away, he picked up the enemy's weapon and kept slashing.

The people of Zhengmeng stood in front, as if there was no end in sight, and there was a white light in front of them, which made people dazed.

There was silence all around, he knew that he was dying, and the Black Wind helped him stay behind, but he felt that he could no longer walk.

The monk kept hurting his body, he didn't feel the pain, and his pupils were dark.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

I saw that in the light in front of me, a person, a sword, and a horse, the black shadow became extra conspicuous in the light.

The black shadow rode his horse, constantly rushing towards this direction.

The man got closer and closer, and the ghost pupil seemed to see his appearance, yes......

Cult disciples.

Oh, it's the notorious Zhou Zihao in the sect, who is in the same position with the black wind.

He smiled.

The man seemed to be shouting something.

He couldn't hear anything anymore.

The Orthodox monk next to him struck at the ghost pupil with a sword.

Zhou Zihao, who was riding on a horse, jumped down from above, picked up the attack with a sword, and slashed the man by the way.

When he stood in front of the oni pupil.

The ghost pupil came back to his senses, and he heard Zhou Zihao say, "Don't give up, I'm here!"

Other...... Abandon!

Yes, everyone is working hard, why should I give up first?

Carrying out the mission with the Hidden Blade Hall, being born and dying, and now falling into such a desperate situation together, they have to be responsible for the brothers, so they fell like this, what should the brothers do after that?

The ghost pupil became firm again, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth, but he still raised his sword and shouted vigorously: "Everyone, kill me out!"

"Kill!"

Zhou Zihao took a deep breath on the spot, the rich smell of blood filled his nose and entered his body, and the whole person was full of war intent.

He straddled countless corpses, holding the evil in his hand, and walked towards the black wind step by step.

As if they didn't see him, those people in the righteous alliance chased towards the ghost pupil and the cult people, and Zhou Zihao came to the side of the black wind without any hindrance.

He stared at Liushan and said, "Big Brother Hei, I'm here." ”

Hei Fengsha has already become a bloody man, and he has a lot of knives on his body, Liushan is by no means an ordinary character, he was extremely surprised when he saw Zhou Zihao actually come to him, and blamed: "Didn't you stay in the sect? Why did you run out?"

Zhou Zihao's expression remained unchanged, he crossed the black wind, came to the front, and said lightly: "I'm here to save my brother, can't I?"

Brothers!

Love!

Hei Feng Xintian felt warm, he smiled ruinly, and said, "Good guy, let's kill it together!"

Zhou Zihao nodded slightly.

Liushan saw that they were tearing apart some brotherly feelings, and suddenly a wave of disgust surged into his heart, just the people of the Demon Sect, they did all kinds of evil, and they also had the face to say that they valued love and righteousness!

He immediately raised his sword and flashed over, slashing fiercely at the black wind!

Seeing this, Hei Feng hurriedly put on a parry posture, the power of the flowing mountain, through the previous fight, he understood, this person's strength is still above him.

But Zhou Zihao took a light step forward, the tip of the sword against the tip of the sword of the flowing mountain, and the forces of the two sides collided with each other.

The Evil Reverse Sword emitted a burst of red light, instantly sending the Flowing Mountain several meters away.

Zhou Zihao said to the black wind: "Big brother Hei, ride a horse, catch up with everyone, and you must escape with the brothers." ”

Hei Feng was not at ease, and hurriedly said: "You risked death to save me, how could I leave you alone!"

Zhou Zihao raised the rebellion in his hand, and his tone was very flat from beginning to end, as if there was nothing to worry about.

"I'm free to deal with him. ”

The corners of Zhou Zihao's mouth floated with a confident arc.

Seeing that the sword in Zhou Zihao's hand was emitting evil light, it was extremely charming, and holding this weapon, he suddenly felt that Zhou Zihao's whole temperament had changed.

"Evil spirits!" Black Wind exclaimed in his heart.

Zhou Zihao was able to succumb to the sect master's divine sword, no wonder Black Wind felt that Zhou Zihao was very different, it seems that he has only been seen for a few days, and this week Zihao has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He could feel that Zhou Zihao's aura at this time was exactly the same as his own, and he was in the same level as the Martial Arts Realm, but the momentum exuded by Zhou Zihao was even thicker, and it seemed that he had surpassed him.

Black Wind clenched the machete in his hand and said with a smile: "Remember to catch up." ”

"Hmm. ”

"Ding-dong! The host gains 10 Worship Points. ”

The black wind left, Zhou Zihao stared at the flowing mountain, his expression immediately became cold, and the momentum of his whole body bloomed, this momentum combined with the anti-evil sword in his hand, the whole person exuded an extremely dangerous aura, which made people uneasy.