Burst!

After Sima Kui snorted, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

But at the moment when his body with a broken arm was about to hit the stone wall on one side, a red light wave suddenly appeared out of thin air, as if it was a match, and with a whoosh, Sima Kui's body was wrapped back.

At the same time, a woman with a delicate figure flashed out and hugged Sima Kui in her arms.

Looking at Sima Kui, who had fallen into a coma in his arms, Sima Ling's heart was like a knife, but at this time, it was obviously not the time to be sad, and avenging Sima Kui was the urgency of delay!

However, just when Sima Lingxi was furious, Tang Hao, who had already been ambushed on one side, flew up like a ghost and stretched out his palms.

Whew!

Two huge fist prints, with incomparably domineering power, slapped towards Sima Lingxi's back fiercely.

"Lingxi watch your back!"

Between the lightning and the fire, another disciple of the Cold Moon Palace flew to the rescue, but although he pushed Sima Lingxi and Sima Kui out, he himself was tragically poisoned.

Yes!

A terrible scream resounded in all directions, and after the Cold Moon Palace disciple received Tang Hao's two punches, his entire body suddenly exploded, and a rain of blood fell all over the sky.

"Shameless dog thief! The six major sects have always been in the same spirit, but I didn't expect you to secretly kill you!" Sima Lingxi gently put down Sima Kui who was in a coma, shook his wrist, held the long sword, and shouted angrily.

"Hmph! Death is on the verge of death! Kill!" Long Xiaoshan shook the cyan spear in his hand, flew up, and the man and gun were one, rolling up a wild wave of wind, and stabbed Sima Lingxi in the chest.

Sima Lingxi was not afraid, his whole body cultivation exploded, and he waved his long sword and fought with Long Xiaoshan.

Bell!

The sparks produced by the collision of weapons were dazzling and dazzling, and even the space was distorted, and the two of them went all out, leaving no hand, and the move did not leave each other's whole body, and it was difficult to solve it for a while.

At this time, Tang Hao and Zhu Xiongbiao were also fighting with the other two Cold Moon Palace disciples.

Several people fought extremely fiercely, one side was about to slaughter the disciples of the five major sects, and the other side was fighting back with hatred.

Bang! Boom!

Countless streamers of various colors, as well as the storm generated by the collision of the exercises, blasted this space into countless fragments, densely packed like spider web-like spatial cracks, more and more, bigger and bigger, and even the pitch-black cave was trembling slightly, causing the cyan smoke that came out of it to ripple violently.

Obviously, the strength of the three of Long Xiaoshan was much stronger than that of Sima Lingxi.

But because Sima Lingxi and the others were completely fighting for their lives, for a while, although they fell into disadvantage, they were not killed soon.

"Senior Brother Tang, Senior Brother Zhu, let's do our best to end the battle!

Long Xiaoshan was in a hurry, although he was very sure to kill Sima Lingxi, but there were a lot of treasures in Sima Lingxi's hands, one would play a soul arresting talisman, and the other would throw out a few puppets, so that Long Xiaoshan was tired of coping.

If it goes on like this, if you wait for the disciples of the Danyun Sect and the Yin Corpse Sect to rush over, it will really not be good.

Zhu Xiongbiao and Tang Hao didn't want to brutally kill these Cold Moon Palace disciples at first, so they deliberately let Sima Lingxi and the others in.

But Long Xiaoshan holds the token of the master, as if the head is there in person, even if the two of them have the heart to let Sima Lingxi and the others go, they are powerless.

Between the lightning and the fire, Zhu Xiongbiao and Tang Hao's eyes flashed with fierce light, anyway, killing one is killing, killing two is also killing, it is better to simply let go of your hands and feet, and complete the task assigned by the head first.

Zhu Xiongbiao flicked his wrist, and the magic weapon flying helmet, which had not been used for a long time, buzzed, and was directly sacrificed.

In an instant, a huge skull-shaped helmet suddenly appeared above the head of the Cold Moon Palace disciple who was fighting against him, and thirteen quasi-magic weapon-level short knives were hidden in it.

The most peculiar thing is that these thirteen short knives, each of which is of a different color, are fixed to a rotating gear.

With the sacrifice of the flying helmet, the thirteen short knives of different colors suddenly spun at high speed.

In an instant, a huge rotating pillar of sword light enveloped the Cold Moon Palace disciple who was imprisoned in it.

Yes!

The tall body of the disciple of the Cold Moon Palace was instantly crushed to pieces, and the flesh foam accompanied by the rain of blood spread in the air, and a thick bloody aura swept in all directions.

Tang Hao saw that Zhu Xiongbiao had made a killer move, and he was not to be outdone, with a flick of his wrist, a pitch-black magic wheel flew out.

The disciple of the Cold Moon Palace didn't even see the appearance of the magic wheel clearly, he was stopped and cut off, and when his upper body fell to the ground, a pair of frightened eyes stared round, obviously blind.

Long Xiaoshan was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately slapped the storage bag with one hand, and sacrificed the magic weapon Feiyun Suo given by Huaqing Daoist.

Whoosh!

The two black fish shadows seemed to gallop in the vast ocean, penetrating the layers of waves, as fast as lightning, and galloped towards Sima Lingxi.

Sizzle!

Sima Lingxi gasped, and then his body retreated, but unfortunately he couldn't use his body here, so the retreat speed of his legs alone was far from achieving the purpose of dodging.

Sou!

At the moment of crisis, Sima Lingxi threw the long sword in his hand directly and greeted one of the roaring Feiyun Shuttles.

At the same time, Sima Lingxi slapped the storage bag with one hand, and a blue shield appeared in front of him.

Bang!

After two loud bangs, Sima Lingxi's slender figure was blasted out.

Although the long sword blocked a flying cloud shuttle, the shield in his hand couldn't stop the flying cloud shuttle with a lot of momentum because of its low grade.

Burst!

At the same time that Sima Lingxi fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then she endured the pain in her body, and quickly stood up from the ground, clenching her powder fists tightly, planning to explode a spirit body and die with Long Xiaoshan.

Hum!

Long Xiaoshan saw that under the blow, he couldn't even kill Sima Lingxi, and his face was a little unbearable

Immediately, he snorted coldly, and his whole body cultivation exploded, and he raised his hand and threw out a cyan spear, turning into a cyan dragon, roaring, and slamming towards Sima Lingxi's head.

At this time, Sima Lingxi had already reached the point where the oil had run out, and his whole body cultivation was less than twenty percent left, and he was powerless to fight against the roaring cyan spear.

At the moment of life and death, a thin figure inexplicably flashed in Sima Lingxi's mind, and the corners of his mouth smiled miserably, and he was about to detonate the dantian, intending to explode himself on the spot.

At this time, suddenly a red light curtain appeared directly in front of Sima Lingxi, and with a bang, the cyan spear was blocked.

At the same time, a thin figure with a shawl sped down from above, and his body was like a charm like electricity!

Boom me!

With a loud roar in Murong Bai's heart, both fists slammed out at the same time, and with a whoop, the two red dragons, with their mouths open and big mouths, swooped down towards Long Xiao Mountain.

After playing the second form of the Burning Heaven Duel, Murong Bai's divine sense moved, and the golden knife pill galloped out, turning into a faint golden light, winding towards Long Xiaoshan's neck.