The chain of stars was lightly picked and smashed by Lin Dao's shot, Xiao Zun's eyes were slightly cold, Lin Dao's strength was stronger than before, it seemed that his current strength was only afraid of being around the peak of the Small Creation Realm, and it was obviously impossible for him to defeat him, it seemed that he had to play delaying tactics with him.

Three spears swirled around the cold cyclone and stabbed at Xiao Zun's back. Xiao Zun was retreating, and it was reasonable to say that he couldn't dodge, but when the three spears were about to stab him in the back, the back of his heart slid along the tip of the spear, avoiding the three spears in an extremely dangerous way.

Narrowly avoided the spear, and slapped out the palm of his hand like lightning, slapping on the throats of the three dead soldiers, shattering the throats of the three dead soldiers, and spurting black and red blood out thinly.

The spear in Lin Dao's hand, surrounded by the impervious energy, wrapped Xiao Zun in it.

The berserk spear in his hand was handed down by his ancestors, and it was the treasure of the Berserk War Sect! This spear was extremely powerful, and it was displayed with the battle intent, and he was below the same rank, and there was no opponent at all.

Xiao Zun looked at the energy that enveloped him, and with a wave of his hand, a dazzling ripple appeared, as if countless stars were lined up.

"I think you can fend off me. Lin Dao smiled proudly, the vitality on the furious battle spear was surging, the battle spirit was surging, and above the dazzling tip of the spear, a spear flower the size of a bowl mouth appeared, and a spear flower the size of a bowl mouth slowly rotated out of the air.

Xiao Zun's star ripples, under the spear flower the size of the bowl, were as fragile as tofu, and they were easily torn to pieces.

Xiao Zun's face turned a little pale, and he fell backwards, he was also the master of a second-rate sect. However, Lin Dao was much stronger than him, which was why the Berserk War Sect was a second-rate top sect.

Looking at the surging cold energy. The bright spear flowers that swept over, Xiao Zun's expression was a little indifferent. The star-like brilliance on the palm of his hand frantically converged, condensing into a dazzling tower of stars, shooting at the spear flower, shaking the spear flower and exploding it.

Xiao Zun had to deal with Lin Dao and the dead soldiers, and when he retreated, several dead soldiers attacked him again, but he blasted them out.

Most of the dead soldiers attacked Xue Qingyang, although Xue Qingyang's combat power was very strong. The water, fire, and jade spirit spear stabbed on the armor of the dead man, shaking the armor and bursting open, you can imagine how powerful the power contained in the tip of his spear is.

Those dead soldiers were very rich, and the two dead soldiers who were not afraid of death left two deep wounds under her back.

Bang bang!

The heads of the two dead men were pierced through the cheeks by her spear. Exploded like a watermelon ball and turned into a bloody foam.

Those people from second- and third-rate sects, seeing such a terrible battle, had solemn expressions on their faces, and the two second-rate sects were fighting. It's just too exciting. I didn't expect that Xingxuanzong had been obscure over the years, and so many genius disciples had appeared, which was really terrifying.

Whoosh!

Two pitch-black spears. Pierced the air, and a cold murderous aura swirled around it. Roll to the left and right sides of the snow clearing.

The snow cleared water fire jade spirit spear wound out, and the straight body of the spear. As if turned into a rope, the spear was crushed, and the tip of the spear quickly plunged into the throats of the two dead soldiers.

The attacks of those dead soldiers were simple and monotonous, but the simpler the things, the more terrifying the murderous aura contained.

Xue Qingyang's slender figure danced like a frightening wave, shuttling among the spears, and assassinating one or two dead soldiers from time to time.

After killing for so long, she was drenched in sweat, sweat soaked her whole body, her hands began to seal, and the water, fire and jade spirit spear rose into the sky, and suddenly the brilliant brilliance burst out.

Under the bright two-color light, the approaching dead soldiers were all shaken back, and a low beast-like roar came out of their mouths.

Under the golden sunlight, Xue Qingyang's body was surrounded by brilliant light, and her clothes danced, like a peerless fairy, dancing in the field! Her beautiful figure attracted the attention of many people, and many teenagers sighed in amazement, such a beautiful face is like a saint, and people have a kind of urge to surrender.

As Xue Qingyang's momentum weakened, those dead soldiers who were forced to retreat came over like a tide again.

Xue Qingyang's face was a little pale, and her snow-white skirt robe was stained with blood, like plum blossoms in full bloom.

Those young disciples almost rushed up when they saw that the peerless beauty was injured, but when they thought of the power of the Berserk War Sect, they held back.

The spear of the dead soldier continued to shoot on the Guanghua that burst out, and as the spear pierced on the Guanghua, Xue Qingyang's body shook violently, and he thought: "It seems that you have to wait for Senior Brother Xin to break the formation before you can rush out, otherwise you will definitely die." ”

First kill those elders who arranged the formation, then put his feet on the ground, his body rose to the sky, and the water, fire and jade spirit spear in his hand burst out under the flood of vitality, and burst out of terrifying water and fire two qi, tearing the space into a crack, and roaring towards the elders of the Berserk Battle Sect who arranged the formation.

Mo said that the elder of the Berserk War Sect was arranging the formation, even if he didn't arrange the formation, he was afraid that he would be slaughtered by her terrifying shot.

With a sonorous sound, sparks splashed everywhere, and an antique sword shot at the water, fire and jade spirit spear, bursting out with a trace of sparks.

The water, fire and jade spirit spear soared into the sky, and was held in Xue Qingyang's hand, and the antique sword fell to the ground.

The dead man wrapped the snow like a tide, her expression was extremely cold, and it was a young man who shook her water, fire and jade spirit spear down.

The man was dashing and dignified, with a strange charm on his square face, and a pair of eyes that seemed to hook the girl's soul. The smile on his face, gentle as the morning sun, smiled faintly: "I'm really embarrassed that my hand slipped and knocked the girl's spear down." He stretched out his hand and sucked the colorful sword into the palm of his hand.

"Genius Motian Hua of the Shenling Demon Palace! It seems that it is extremely difficult for the people of the Star Xuanzong to leave today. When the people around saw the handsome man, their eyes shrank slightly, and their tones were slightly condensed.

The cold spear pierced through Xue Qingyang's heart, but fortunately she dodged quickly, only piercing her robe and skin a little, otherwise she was afraid that it would have pierced through.

She looked furious. The water, fire, and jade spirit spears swept through angrily, and the two-color brilliance flickered. The heads of the two dead men flew up and rolled out of the ground as far away.

Rumble!

The formation shrouded in the Xin Qi Festival and the Boundless Stars exploded violently. The terrifying energy fragments mixed with the huge waves rolled away, and the elders and disciples of the Furious Battle Sect all flew up miserably and fell far away.

It took Xing Wuya several times in a row to shatter the formation, the formation exploded, and the sunlight fell on his face, only to see his old face, slightly pale. Seeing Xue Qingyang, whose whole body was covered in blood, his Flame Burning Sky Sword shot over. The terrifying flames surged, intertwining into a flame unicorn the size of a zhang.

The flame qilin burrowed into the dead, and those who couldn't dodge were directly burned into ashes by the flames.

Xue Qingyang's body shook, and the spears of those dead soldiers stabbed at her, and her body soared backwards.

Xing Wuya landed a little on the ground, and when he came to Xue Qingyang's side, a stream of flames poured out from the Flame Burning Sky Sword, forcing the dead soldiers to retreat again.

"Great Elder. Is Senior Brother Xin okay?" Xue Qingyang asked with a little concern.

"Don't worry, he's fine, Zhan Wuyan was entangled by him, otherwise I wouldn't be able to save you. Xing Wuya smiled palely.

Rumble!

The Sixty Jiazi Array exploded violently. The brilliant Five Elements Element rose into the sky like a beam of light, and terrifying energy ripples. swept the entire square.

Xin Qijie slid more than ten meters along the ground, wisps of blood overflowing from the corners of his lips. Suddenly, a cold wind surged behind him, a disciple of the Furious Battle Sect. The spear in his hand shot at the back of his head.

With a crisp click, the spear of the disciple of the Berserk Battle Sect exploded in two, and a thin slit appeared in his throat, and he fell down in horror.

Slit the disciple's throat, Xin Qijie coughed, spilling out wisps of blood, and looked at Zhan Wuyan coldly.

He didn't kill Xin Qijie for so long, which made Zhan Wuyan very angry! He had a strange handprint on his hands, and golden brilliance poured out from the ground, shining to the extreme, and a huge golden Buddha's hand roared away like lightning towards Xin Qijie.

The golden Buddha's hand was as swift as a gust of wind, mixed with a terrifying momentum, like a golden wave, engulfing the Xinqi Festival.

The golden wind tore through the air, and the robe of Xin Qijie stuck to his body because of the wind, and his long hair flew violently. The two colors of brilliance between Xin Qijie's hands were permeated, and the yin and yang sword flew out upside down, intertwined into a huge gossip pattern, and the yin and yang fish on the gossip pattern were spinning violently, and the two yin and yang qi flew out.

Rumble!

The two yin and yang qi that flew out were directly smashed by the golden Buddha's hand! The golden Buddha's hand was like a golden cloud, shrouding the Xinqi Festival.

A loud bang exploded, and the golden giant hand swept over the Bagua pattern, and the Bagua pattern exploded into smithereens.

Xin Qijie flew out upside down in embarrassment, his mouth full of blood, and rubbed along the ground far away.

"Milky little child, are you the old man's opponent?" Zhan smiled smugly, the golden air flow whistled by, and swept towards Xin Qijie, when he was half a meter away, his palm slapped down on Xin Qijie's head, and a golden thorn shot at Xin Qijie's Tianling Gai like lightning.

Xin Qijie saw the golden thorns that shot in, and between the changes of his hands, the two colors of air flowed and intertwined into a huge gossip array.

The gossip array shrouded Zhan Wuyan in it, Zhan Wuyan's expression changed slightly, and he didn't attack, he felt the terrifying aura contained in the gossip array.

Obviously, Xin Qijie couldn't control this gossip array, otherwise he was afraid that he would start urging it a long time ago, and he would inevitably be seriously injured.

"Sect Master, Elder Star, Senior Sister Xue, let's leave the Berserk War Sect first, and then make plans when we return to the sect! Trapping Zhan Wuyan, Xin Qijie said to Xiao Zun.

"Wuya, Qingyang's injury is not light, you leave with Qingyang, and I can leave at any time. Xiao Zun knew the seriousness of the matter, and hurriedly said to Xing Wuya.

"Got it, Sect Master. The terrifying aura of Xing Wuyan roared out, and the billowing flames made the air start to heat up, and when the dead men approached him, they only felt that the temperature was extremely high, and they were forced to retreat by the fiery air current.

A whistling rang out from the mouth of the stars, and the flying condor emerged from the clouds and circled in midair.

"Qingyang, you go up quickly. Xing Wuya said hurriedly.

Xue Qingyang nodded, his feet were a little on the ground, his skirt robe was flying, and his posture was peerless, and he landed on the back of the flying eagle.

Seeing Xue Qingyang sweeping up the Flying Divine Eagle, the starless Flame Burning Sky Sword roared open, and the flames swept like a tide, forcing the dead into the corner of the valley, and swept the Flying Condor like lightning.

The Flying Condor let out a high-pitched roar, and its wings rose into the air like electricity.

"Ben Shao specializes in shooting the Condor, see where you run. The genius of the Shenling Demon Palace, a black longbow appeared in his hand, and he smiled coldly. (To be continued.) )