Mo Lin held the Dongyue Knife and slashed over a Qingyun Sect disciple with one sword, and the Martial Soul Prison Dragon Lock drew a graceful arc like a spirit snake to tie the legs of another Qingyun Sect elder who tried to escape, throwing him into the air.

Burst!

A blue spear pierced the Qingyun Sect elder's heart with a screeching sound of breaking through the air, and he fell into the lake with his corpse.

In the more than two months of fighting together on the island, the cooperation of the eight black elf demons led by Rob and the barbarian warriors of the Sword God Legion has been perfected.

The barbarian warriors who were already familiar with the combined sword were already proficient, and the barbarian warriors who could slash out a combined sword qi with just two or three people were undoubtedly a group of mobile meat grinder.

On the ground battlefield, after wearing the set of four hundred and eighty pounds of covered heavy armor specially created for them, the martial cultivators below the martial sect could not bring any harm to the barbarian warriors at all.

And when the fifty barbarian warriors were hugging together, the combat power suddenly increased exponentially, and the surging sword qi danced wildly, and even the third- and fourth-level martial arts powerhouses did not dare to resist.

The ground has become a sword testing ground for the Sword God Legion, but the sky has completely fallen into the control of the Black Spirit Demon.

The Black Elves live on the ores underground.

The blue spears they used were condensed from the Natal Martial Spirit, and each one weighed forty or fifty catties.

With all his strength, he could easily fly over a distance of four or five hundred meters, and the instantaneous power generated was enough to twenty or thirty thousand catties, and even the tower shield made of stainless steel could penetrate it, not to mention the fragile flesh of ordinary martial arts cultivators.

As long as someone rises into the air, they will throw a spear in the first time, and their innate throwing talent makes them rarely miss, and occasionally one or two of them will quickly replenish the knife next to them, and once the master of the Ruthless Sect, whose combat power is not as good as the ground, is shot after taking off, he will not be spared.

When I saw that those fellow disciples who tried to attack with the advantage of air superiority were shot down like birds, no one dared to easily rise into the air.

After Merlin discovered this phenomenon, he tied up the disciples of the Qingyun Sect with the dragon prison lock and threw them into the sky, and with the help of the black spirit demon's throwing spear, he quickly harvested the life on the ground.

Cutting the grass has to be eradicated, and Mo Lin, the person of the three major sects, has no compassion.

More than half of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect who came to Qixing Island to hunt for treasure this time did not participate in the battle of the Ruthless Sect that day, but in Mo Lin's heart, everyone in the three major sects should die, kill them, Mo Lin has no shame in his heart, but there is a kind of pleasure to vent his grievances.

"Sect Master, the elders of the Ruthless Sect, senior brothers and sisters, have you seen it? Merlin has avenged you, I swear that I will use the 100,000 heads of the three major sects and the 50,000 elites of the palace to bury you, so that they will pay the price of blood for their original crimes, kill one person for the crime, and slaughter 10,000 people for the hero, I, Merlin, will be the slaughter of those 10,000 people today!"

Mo Lin roared in his heart, and the bloody battlefield where the Ruthless Sect was wiped out that day appeared in front of him, the Sword God Legion on this side was mighty, and the Flame Army led by Mu Yao on the other side did not show weakness.

On that day, the Ruthless Sect was destroyed, and one of the deputy generals of the Flame Army, Song Yuanbiao, deceived him into playing the role of an accomplice to the abuse, and this stupid mistake became the biggest stain on the Flame Army.

The hundred generals of the Flame Army who came to Qixing Island to hunt for treasure this time were all holding back a fire in their hearts, and when they learned of Song Yuanbiao and the Great Prince's desperate plan, Liang Zhen did not hesitate to offer to unconditionally obey Mo Lin's command and fight to the end with the three major sects.

The Flame Legion is all battlefield killers who have been fighting from the flames of war and blood, and what they are best at is large-scale battles between the two armies.

In the face of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect, who had no organization at all and did not know how to arrange troops, they were like a group of lions rushing into the sheepfold, enjoying the fun of slaughter.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect in the east were walking towards the abyss of death step by step, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Villa in the west were also uncomfortable.

This group of guys who are good at manipulating war beasts and fighting against people are harassed by dozens of mutant birds above their heads, I don't know if it is intentional or coincidental, whenever they finally stabilize the mood of the war beasts and prepare to take them into the island heart lake, the voice of the giant dragon will come again, and all the war beasts are suddenly like a great enemy, all of them tremble and turn their heads to look at the rear, how can there be any war intent.

Ordinary war beasts are fine, Xiong Batian's head was cut off, and the dragon scorpion with only nine legs left was also full of fear of the dragon's voice, and let Xiong Batian beat and scold, refusing to take a step forward.

The people of the Ten Thousand Beasts Villa didn't know that the Seven Star Palace and the surrounding small lake were the places where Bai Li Tou Red played and lived back then, and there were traces of his activities everywhere, although it had been a long time, those smells had long since dissipated, but for the war beasts, the residual dragon power was still there, and it was nothing when Bai Li Transparent Red did not appear, but when he howled and entered the sight of the war beasts, the signal sent out reminded them that the small lake in front of them was Lao Tzu's territory.

Knowing that in front of Long Wei, it would be difficult for the war beast to do anything more, Xiong Batian secretly hated it in his heart, and stomped on the back of the dragon scorpion, smashed it into the ground alive, and shouted: "Give up the war beast, rush!"

Without the War Beast Ten Thousand Beasts Villa, the strength of the sect people has been greatly reduced, but their own cultivation is not much worse than that of other sects, hearing the shouts of the village owner, thousands of strong people in the villa let out an earth-shattering roar, waved the weapons in their hands, and rushed towards the group of beasts attacking the elite of the palace.

Xiong Batian took out a ten-meter-long steel whip, shook it in the air, made a crisp sound, and was about to personally attack to kill Lei Huo, but when his eyes swept across the eastern sky, the whole person was suddenly stunned, and then, his face changed greatly.

"She, she's still alive?!"

Although the Ruthless Sect was destroyed, Ouyang Xueqing left an indelible shadow on the three major sects.

At the beginning of the first battle of the Ruthless Sect, the three sects were responsible for besieging and killing the ruthless girl, but the result fell short, and they had to tell a lie and deceive Song Yuanbiao that the ruthless daughter had been killed, which greatly improved his status in the eyes of the royal family and was rewarded by the great prince.

In the eyes of Xiong Batian and others, the ruthless girl was hit by the incurable poison of Tiankuisan, and she ran out of soul yuan and was seriously injured, even if she was lucky enough to escape their pursuit, there was no hope of survival, who would have thought that she actually appeared on Qixing Island.

The next scene made Xiong Batian almost shocked.

He saw Xiao Yunchu on the Qingyun Sword rushing towards Mo Lin, I don't know why, after the two collided strangely four times, Mo Lin, who was supposed to die, not only did not die but cut off Xiao Yunchu's head with a knife, and when he saw the pillar of blood spraying into the air, Xiong Batian's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

As soon as Xiao Yunchu died, the disciples of the Qingyun Sect were suddenly killed, and the sword light on the ground that was tens of meters long rose and flickered in Xiong Batian's eyes, even if he was thousands of meters away, he could feel the terrifying power of that sword light.

There is also the fiery red figure behind the sword light, it is the flame legion of the famous Yunlan, although there are not many people, but almost all of them are martial sect-level masters, coupled with Ouyang Xueqing, who is only half a step away from the martial king, Xiong Batian has already concluded that Qingyun Sect is over.