Seeing that the people of the Nameless Ancient Temple were about to be unable to support it, a group of cyan figures suddenly joined the battle group, about ten people, and instantly surrounded the people of the Witch Sword Valley, suppressing the arrogance of all the martial artists of the Xuanling Realm in the Witch Sword Valley.

"Sun is separated. Don't you want your son to live?"

In the sky, Wu Meng saw the addition of more than a dozen people, and naturally saw what they were from, it was the people of the Qingcang Sword Sect led by Sun Xiangli.

"In order to kill you rebels and thieves, what does it matter if I kill a son!"

Sun Xiangli fought alone against the three martial artists in the late stage of the Xuanling Realm, and said with a loud shout: "The royal martial artist will arrive soon, and today is your death date!"

The commander behind Wu Jian Gu has been planning for many years in order to snatch the Purple Electric Divine Horse Sword, but he has to wait until Shangguan Tianliang, the emperor of the Southern Sword Kingdom, is not in Sword Screaming City before he dares to make a move, and this time Shangguan Tianliang went to a secret place to retreat, naturally not in Sword Screaming City, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but in order to be foolproof, he still calculates a lot.

The Qingcang Sword Sect is only less than fifty miles away from Jianxiao City, and the commander behind the Wujian Valley is afraid that the Qingcang Sword Sect will interfere, lest if he joins forces with the Shangguan Royal Family, it will be even more difficult to snatch the Purple Electric Divine Horse Sword, so he sent Ghost Qi to design Sun Chaoyi, and a sword hit him into a serious injury, and spared his life, planting a poison that is difficult to find on his wound, this poison can only be solved by the person behind the command behind him, so he took this as a threat to let the Qingcang Sword Sect not make a move.

And Sun Xiangli was also in a dilemma at that time, until an hour ago he figured it out, even if he didn't make a move, that person might not be able to detoxify his son afterwards, and at the same time, the Qingcang Sword Sect would become this person's puppet, let it be called, if it was so a nest, it would be better to fight a lose-lose situation, so that at least the current emperor would not forget the kindness of the Qingcang Sword Faction, even if he died in battle and his son was poisoned, the Qingcang Sword Sect would be supported by the Shangguan royal family in the future, it would be long-lasting.

After Sun Xiangli figured it out, he immediately rushed over with the masters of the Qingcang Sword Sect, and sent someone to the palace to report the situation, I believe that in less than half an hour, the masters of the Shangguan royal family will arrive.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"

The black-clothed ghost seven suddenly launched an attack on Mu Chen, only to see a ghost-like black shadow suddenly born from behind the ghost seven, only to hear a ghost crying wolf howl sounded, rushing towards Mu Chen.

"Starry Storm, Snake Shadow!"

Mu Chen immediately pulled out the Emerald Scale Soft Sword from his waist, and then held the Blue Heart Long Sword in his right hand, using two sword techniques at the same time, a burst of overwhelming meteor showers and a group of demons dancing like the afterimage of ten thousand snakes suddenly appeared, and the ghost like a ghost crying wolf roared together.

But after all, Ghost Seven is a martial artist in the Xuanling Realm, although it is only the early stage of the Xuanling Realm, but it is still not something that Mu Chen can resist, I saw that Mu Chen's offensive collapsed instantly, and the ghost shadow in the sky was only reduced by half, but it was still full of attack power and pounced.

Mu Chen's face changed greatly, and when he opened the defensive shield and retreated, thousands of domineering sword qi slashed over, entered the ghost, strangled it for a while, and exploded at the same time.

"Since you don't compare the number of killings with me, then let's deal with this person who is not a ghost or a ghost, and see who kills him first?"

Shangguan Lingyun suddenly appeared beside Mu Chen, and said with a hearty smile.

"Okay, I'll compete with you this time, but I'll definitely be the one who wins!"

Mu Chen nodded and said.

"What two arrogant boys, looking for death!"

Anger appeared on Oniqi's scarred face, and his figure flashed, turning into an afterimage in mid-air, like a giant bat, cushioning down.

Mu Chen and Shangguan Lingyun glanced at each other, both holding dual swords, and swung their swords to meet them. Four swords stabbed at Oni Qi at the same time.

The three figures staggered, rubbing a fierce spark, and the ghost seven immediately turned around, turned into an arc in the air, and attacked Mu Chen and the two again, his arms waved, like two sharp swords, emitting a strange light, and stabbed away.

Mu Chen and Shangguan Lingyun swung their swords again to meet them, and the four swords and Ghost Qi's arms slammed together, fighting fiercely, and one after another true qi ripples reverberate, shattering the ground around them.

The combat power of Mu Chen and the two is already considered to be a top-notch existence in the category of Ning Dan Realm martial artists, and the combined strength of the two is enough to match an ordinary Xuan Ling Realm early stage martial artist, so it is not difficult to fight against Ghost Qihao, and they also faintly have the upper hand.

The confrontation with Mu Chen and the two, Ghost Qi seemed extremely uncomfortable, because the two of them did not suffer in attack or defense, and the most tricky thing for him was that the two of them were really perverted, and they could use two swordsmanship by one person, and these four swordsmanship were not the same style, and faintly formed a complementary trend, like a small sword formation formed by four people.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"

The more Ghost Qi fought, the more frightened he became, and several times he was almost injured by the swords of the two opponents, and then quickly distanced himself from the other party, and countless ghost figures were released behind him again, roaring towards the two of them.

"Starfall, Serpentine Ascending Dragon!"

"Dominate the world, the wind and the moon!"

Mu Chen and Shangguan Lingyun danced at the same time, the sword technique continued to operate, and the next moment, the sword light that erupted from the two illuminated the dawn sky, completely covering up the countless ghostly figures.

The four sword rays rose into the sky, heading towards the countless flickering ghosts in mid-air, dazzling fluctuations erupted from the sky, and the figure of the ghost seven was thrown out, drawing a distance of hundreds of meters in the air before stopping, and the blood that overflowed slightly from the corners of the mouth was already very light.

"Let's see who kills him first!"

Shangguan Lingyun's figure suddenly appeared above Ghost Qi's head, although the martial artists of the Ning Dan Realm could not fly into the air, but it was enough to jump hundreds of meters into the air in one jump, only to see a sword more than 100 meters long condensed, smashing towards Ghost Qi.

Rumble!

Ghost Qi hurriedly connected hard, and was smashed by this blow, staggering to the ground, at this time, Mu Chen suddenly appeared in front of him, and the blue heart sword in his right hand stabbed over, and it was instantly close to his throat.

Ghost Qi retreated in a panic, and at the same time, his hands suddenly stretched out, sandwiching Mu Chen's Blue Heart Sword between his hands and blocking it.

Mu Chen smiled coldly, suddenly let go of the Blue Heart Sword, and then turned around, and approached Ghost Qi, the blue scale soft sword in his left hand shot out, wrapping around Ghost Qi's neck like a snake, and suddenly dragged it, only to see Ghost Qi's head fly out, and a pillar of blood sprayed into the sky.

"How's that? I'll win!"

Mu Chen smiled slightly and said proudly.

"No, it's because I knocked him off the sky that you had a chance!"

Shangguan Lingyun naturally would not admit defeat and said.

"Winning is winning, losing is losing, don't find so many reasons!"

Mu Chen snorted and walked to the side angrily.

"No, the people in Wujian Valley haven't been killed yet, let's do it again!"

Shangguan Lingyun followed unrelentingly.

Because of the pursuit of Ghost Qi, the two flew out of the ancient temple for hundreds of meters, and they walked back.

The battle between Master Huikong and Wu Meng was ten times more fierce than Zhi Muchen and the others, and the battle between the two late stage martial artists of the Xuanling Realm could be described as earth-shattering, only to see a loud noise in the sky above the ancient temple, like thunder and lightning.

The two fought fiercely for a hundred moves, and in the end, it was still Master Huikong who was slightly better, but seeing that Wu Meng's sword qi clones collapsed in the air one by one, the deity was also slapped by Master Huikong and fell from the sky.

"Amitabha, Wu Meng, it's still too late for you to turn back now, as long as you want the emperor to admit your mistake, I can implore the emperor to spare you from death!"

Master Huikong is a high-ranking monk, and he can't bear to kill more, and it is precisely because of this that he never uses weapons, and he still does not forget to persuade him at this time.

"Phew, let Lao Tzu surrender and say so high-sounding, even if Lao Tzu dies, it won't be as you want!"

Wu Meng sneered and said.

"In that case, don't blame the old man for being heavy-handed!"

Master Huikong folded slightly, and then he greeted him and slapped his palm at Wu Meng.

Wu Meng was shocked, he was already injured a lot just now, how could he still catch the other party's palm, seeing that Master Huikong's palm print was about to fall on his chest, he saw a burst of crimson light suddenly light up, instantly shattering Master Huikong's golden palm print.