Situ Changxiao became more and more frightened the more he fought, and when he started, he didn't take the three young men and women in his eyes.

What's wrong with genius, he was also a genius of the younger generation.

What if he worships a famous teacher, he is also a famous teacher and a high apprentice.

The three young men and women are not as old as him combined! Even if he started practicing the exercises after beating his mother's womb, now he only adds up to more than 40 years of skill, and he is an old man with more than 60 years of skill.

What is he afraid of?

So although he was seriously vigilant at the beginning, he was able to spare his spare strength to ask and tease the three of them.

When he didn't want to wait any longer and took the initiative to attack, the three of them joined forces to fight back, which also made him panic a little, but he also felt that it was a blow from them with all their strength.

He's already next.

Therefore, he felt that he was not afraid, since the blow he sent with all his strength failed to defeat him, the next battle was a war of attrition.

Loss.

With more than 60 years of skill, are you still afraid that you can't afford to consume it?

Thus, a protracted guerrilla war began.

However, the siege of the three of them did not just consume internal strength as Situ Changxiao expected, and unexpectedly, their cooperation became more and more tacit, and the pressure between attack and defense increased more and more.

Moreover, the tacit understanding is increasing rapidly, defending more tightly and attacking more aggressively.

Because of the cooperation, the three of them had time to breathe, but Situ Changxiao could only keep defending and counterattacking, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and the consumption exceeded his expectations.

Under the advantages of the other, Situ Changxiao felt the crisis of the situation.

The butterfly dance swordsmanship that he looked down on before also has a new understanding at this moment, and it is not weaker than the two teenagers in the battle!

Especially when cooperating with the attack, Mu Qianmei's butterfly dance swordsmanship is light and agile, but it is the most unguardable swordsmanship.

Of course, at the moment of crisis, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart, fortunately, the swordsmanship of several young men and women had not yet broken through the last layer, otherwise, with his swordsmanship at this time, he would not even be able to beat one of them.

Unless he also broke through the twelfth layer of the Nether Sword Technique, it would be possible to be comparable to it.

Seeing that the cooperation of the three of them is becoming more and more tacit, and the strength of the attack is constantly improving, he has gradually fallen into a disadvantage.

According to this situation, he is actually the one who is consumed, and his defeat is only a matter of time.

Could it be that today we will be defeated at the hands of three young men and women?

When this is spread, how can he still mix in the rivers and lakes?

Even in the cult alliance, if he fails, his prestige will be greatly reduced, how can he convince the public?

In this situation, there is only one way, maybe you can turn the crisis into safety, or even win a big victory.

That is to use a special method to improve one's skills in a short period of time.

Biting his tongue, he squirted his own blood onto the Nether Sword.

Power will be increased to more than three times the existing power.

Of course, the price is also very high, and after each use, your power will be reduced by twenty years.

Twenty years of skill, that's a big price, so he never used it.

Even the last time he was forced to flee to the steppe, he did not use it.

However, now it seems that there is no choice, he is trapped in the middle of the three-person encirclement, and now their cooperation is really attacking and defending

It's too perfect, the defeat has appeared, you can't escape, you can't fight and you can't fight, do you have to wait for them to get rid of it?

You can only choose to use it, and there is no other way.

Situ Chang smiled and thought of it, and immediately did it, the more time passed, the lower his existing skill became, and at that time, it would not be too high to increase it by three times.

At that moment, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue and spurted a mouthful of blood onto the Nether Sword.

Suddenly, the gloomy aura suddenly became extremely dense and spread rapidly.

"Ahh

Situ Chang laughed and let out a long roar, and the long sword slashed out in the air.

Although Mu Qianmei and the three of them didn't know exactly what his actions were for, the other party's skills had greatly increased, and they had already sensed the crisis.

"Retreat!"

Mu Qianmei shouted, and the three of them immediately flew backwards.

However, it is still a little slower by half a beat.

The opponent's attack has already been issued, how can the speed of the person be faster than the sword intent that has been issued?

They had already been hit by the sword qi and flew faster.

The wielding Nether Sword also seemed to emit a faint green light, which was extremely weird, and when it pierced the sky, it made a terrible piercing sound, like a ghost crying, better than a wolf howling.

Situ Changxiao jumped up again, the Nether Sword swayed arbitrarily, sending out an eerie sword intent that was difficult to handle, and suddenly a rapid rotation of three hundred and sixty degrees, the monstrous sword intent immediately swept away.

It's as if you're going to put everyone around you in hell.

When the attack struck again, Mu Qianmei and the three of them were already far away, but they were basically powerless to resist in the air, so they could only barely swing their swords to protect themselves.

Situ Changxiao felt a little disappointed in his heart when he saw that his strength had tripled, and although he had already knocked them away, he had not been able to kill them immediately.

After two moves, he could no longer launch this powerful attack, and he chose to jump away from the direction where Mu Qianmei took off without hesitation.

He's leaving.

However, he wanted to get rid of Mu Qianmei, the already injured martial arts alliance leader, before leaving.

After getting rid of the leader of the martial arts alliance, his reputation in the cult alliance will rise instead of falling, otherwise, his escape this time will be very embarrassing.

As soon as he moved, Liu Tingfeng and Mo Huan also reacted immediately.

The two of them were in a hurry, and they actually flew away in the direction where Mu Qianmei was faster than usual.

Situ Changxiao left first, and he was closer.

Liu Tingfeng and Mo Huan were far away, and they left after Situ Changxiao.

Mu Qianmei saw Situ Changxiao flying in front of her, her intention was very obvious, she wanted to get rid of herself before leaving.

In a hurry, Mu Qianmei once again tried her last strength and jumped back, intending to dodge Situ Changxiao's attack.

Situ Changxiao, Liu Tingfeng and Mo Huan, all three of them jumped in the same direction, although Situ Changxiao got up first, but because after two moves, his skill had dropped to a very low level, so when he was about to arrive, the anxious Liu Tingfeng had already jumped to his side.

The Changfeng Sword slashed at Situ Changxiao with a sound of breaking through the sky, but Situ Changxiao did not turn around, but sped up and stabbed at Mu Qianmei with a sword.

Mu Qianmei's speed of retreat couldn't be faster, there was no way to avoid it, but at the last moment, she dodged by the wrong body and avoided the position of her heart, but she was still stabbed into the left shoulder by Situ Changxiao.

At this time, Liu Tingfeng's Changfeng Sword had also been slashed, and Situ Changxiao was able to avoid the vital point, but his left arm

But at the last moment, he was cut off shoulder to shoulder and fell to the ground.

Situ Changxiao pulled out the Nether Sword, did not stop for anything, and continued to leap forward.

Liu Tingfeng wanted to chase after him, but when he saw that Mu Qianmei's left shoulder was injured and blood was flowing, he immediately stopped.

When Mo Huan arrived, he also stopped after a little hesitation.

Although Situ Changxiao was already injured, when he was about to escape, ordinary people still couldn't chase him.

What's more, the current Liu Tingfeng and Mo Huan are also injured people.

When Situ Changxiao made the last two moves, they were shocked and flew out, but fortunately, when the second wave of attacks came, they were already quite far away, and they suffered less damage, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Mu Qianmei was injured, and was stabbed into her left shoulder by a sword, and when Liu Tingfeng arrived, she was already shaky and about to fall unconscious.

Liu Tingfeng immediately stretched out his hand and hugged her in his arms, then tore off a strip of cloth from his clothes and simply bandaged Mu Qianmei's wound.

At this time, the battle on Wufeng Mountain was also nearing its end.

The follow-up troops have also arrived.

On the battlefield, the Decent Martial Arts Alliance had the advantage at this moment, and those who had been injured or exhausted before retreated, allowing the successors who had just arrived to replenish them.

Especially after Situ Changxiao was cut off by an arm and fled, the people of the cult alliance became leaderless, became ordinary scattered sand, had no fighting spirit, and their morale had disappeared completely.

The members of the chaotic cult alliance are basically only passively beaten, and the casualties are increasing rapidly.

There are fewer and fewer people who can fight, and they are surrounded by people from the decent martial arts alliance, and they don't even have a chance to escape.

There are fewer and fewer people who resist, only a few are still desperately fighting back, and some have given up resistance.

It wasn't until there were only a few thousand people left in the 50,000-strong army that there was finally no one to stubbornly resist.

The remnants of the cult alliance members wanted to abandon their weapons and surrender, but many of the gangs with heavy casualties were unwilling to accept it, and the hatred was so deep that it could not be resolved.

After the last wave of attacks, there was no one left alive in the cult alliance, and the scene was a mess.

There are many corpses scattered all over the mountains, and it is no longer clear whether they are righteous people or cult people.

The leaders of several big gangs arranged separately and counted the number of people, and there were many casualties, the enemy died 50,000, and the people of the decent martial arts alliance also died more than 35,000 people and injured more than 20,000 people.

It was a pyrrhic victory.

The people who suffered the heaviest casualties were the people led by the Nangong family and the Tantric Buddha Sect who were the first to resist here, and there were only more than 12,000 of their 30,000 people left.

Everyone did not have the joy of victory, the leader of the Netherworld Sect, Situ Changxiao, had successfully escaped, and the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, Mu Qianmei, was seriously injured and unconscious, and her life and death were uncertain.

Everyone's mood was heavy.

By the time the battlefield was taken care of, it was already evening, and the sun was setting with a bit of silent desolation.

The evening breeze blows, and the occasional drop of a few broken petals adds to the heartbreaking sadness.

At this time, the logistics troops arranged by Mu Qianmei had also arrived outside Wufeng Mountain, where they set up camp, set up stoves to cook food, and waited for the large army to withdraw from the mountain.

Liu Tingfeng carried the unconscious Mu Qianmei back to the main tent of the camp first, and arranged for the medical staff accompanying the army to treat her, and Hua Qianrou took care of her every step of the way.

There was not much noise in the huge tent, and there was a sad atmosphere in the whole camp.