86_86345 "Martial Brother, Don't Be Impulsive!"

Yeli shouted, fearing that Wu Zhen would fail, and immediately rushed forward, including Ren Feihong's other five disciples of the Bright Moon Sect.

"Look for death! I didn't provoke you, but you took the initiative to send it to the door to seek death!"

Naturally, the ten people of the Yin Yang Ghost Gate couldn't watch it, and they immediately greeted it, and more than a dozen people were in a scuffle.

"Wu Zhen is Xiaochen's best disciple, and the Divine Pavilion and the Bright Moon Sect are also allies, we can't ignore it!"

Mu Ruoxi thought of his younger brother Mu Chen, his heart was as painful as a knife, he whispered, pulled out his snowy long sword, jumped into the crowd, and fell into a melee.

"Dead shemale, we didn't decide the winner last time, come again!"

Mu Ruoxi is the senior sister of several disciples of the Divine Pavilion, seeing that she made a move, the others followed without hesitation, Liu Wushuang pulled out his double swords, rushed to the front, and slashed at Yin and Yang Zi with one sword.

After that, the two factions of Qin Tiangu and Motuo Mountain also joined the battle.

"Worry-free little master, should we make a move?"

Among the disciples of Motuo Mountain and the Ghost Temple, two of them did not make a move immediately, and a young man with a dry face asked the monk beside him.

"Let's wait for now, if we make a move, we won't bully the small!"

The young man dressed as a monk shook his head and said.

"Okay, I'll see how capable these disciples of the famous sect are!"

The withered youth sneered and said.

"It's so lively, it looks like we're here at the right time!"

At this time, a sarcastic voice came, and the dry young man was slightly flustered, and he looked sideways to see that it was Qiang Zichong who arrived with the people from the White Cloud Sect and the Eight Desolation Sect.

"Qiang Zichong, it's better for you not to meddle in your affairs!"

The young monk's voice rang out faintly.

"It turns out that Master Sanssouci is also here!"

Qiang Zichong saw this young monk slightly, and his tone was extremely respectful, he recognized that this monk was now the seven young giants of Baiyun Kingdom, the great disciple of Motuo Mountain, the iron-armed Arhat worry-free monk.

The strange thing is that the carefree monk is already a cultivator of the Ning Dan Realm, why did he still come to the Lost Island?

Qiang Zichong arched his hand and said: "Master rest assured, my Baiyun Sect has nothing to do with others, let alone the enemy of Motuo Mountain!"

"It's the same with our Eight Desolation Gates!"

The leader of the Eight Desolation Gate was a tall young man named Wu Huang, and he also said in an easy-going voice.

"That's good!" replied carefree and faintly.

Mu Ruoxi stabbed several swords in a row, forcing the three disciples of the Ghost Brake Sect to retreat again and again, there were four more people on their side than the other party, and the melee was obviously the three factions on Mu Ruoxi's side who had the absolute upper hand, and after a while, there were already two disciples of the Ghost Brake Sect who were injured, and if it continued like this, the others would soon be defeated.

"Worry-free little master, it seems that we should make a move, otherwise you and my disciples will not be able to support it!" said the dry young man as he looked at the other party.

"It's good!"

Carefree nodded.

"Then I'll strike first!"

The dry young man licked his tongue, and it swept away like a ghost, and slapped it out with a palm in the air, and the spirit of the ghost yin soared out.

It seems to be from the clutches of hell, containing the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves, and it attacks Mu Ruoxi.

Mu Ruoxi had already noticed this person, and with a sword stabbing back, the sword shot out like lightning, and struck with the clutch of the devil.

Rumble!

Mu Ruoxi's tall body was shocked, and he fell backwards, muttering in his mouth: "Ning Dan Realm powerhouse?"

"The chick looks good, how about being my cultivation furnace?"

The dry young man sneered, grabbed it with one hand, and the ghost qi condensed into a hand again, grabbing forward.

"You're looking for death!

Mu Ruoxi's eyes were slightly angry, and he immediately used the strongest attack power in the Heavenly Elephant Sword Technique, the thunder was rolling, and the beating lightning contained the majesty of the world and stabbed upward.

Bang!

Raiden has a natural restraint on ghost energy, and in this round, the two of them retreated at the same time, and neither of them had the upper hand.

At the same time, Worry-free also moved, his emaciated body immediately became stronger, and the loose monk's robe also became compact, and finally burst open when he couldn't bear it, revealing a solid muscle, and his whole body was shrouded in bronzed true qi, and immediately turned into an angry King Kong and rushed towards everyone.

"Qin Heaven Shakes the Earth Seal!"

"Qin Longshou!"

"Dry Heaven Gang!"

"Spirit Armor!"

"Fire Cloud Palm!"

Before the worry-free figure arrived, the murderous aura was approaching, and everyone immediately became alert, he was a master of Baiyun Country who had been famous for a long time, and most people naturally recognized him, only to see Qin Xueyan, Eagle Dragon, Yeli, Gongsun Ying, Ren Feihong The five people met together, and the colorful true qi collided together, and the shock wave swept in all directions, and the six people burst back more than 30 meters.

The addition of the two directly changed the situation, Mu Ruoxi's six main forces were all contained by the two, and then the situation of the others was fifteen people against thirteen people, the original situation was reversed in an instant, and the ghost brake gate suddenly had the upper hand.

"Zi Chong, the Ghost Brake Sect is an evil sect from the outer land, after all, the three factions such as the Mingyue Sect are all the sects of our Baiyun Kingdom, do you want to help them!"

Xiao Ling'er saw that Mu Ruoxi and the others were at a disadvantage, and couldn't help but plead with Qiang Zichong.

Qiang Zichong instantly became cold: "Aren't you cold to me, how can you beg me for these irrelevant people!"

"I..."

Xiao Ling'er was speechless, only to hear Qiang Zichong say again: "Hmph, do you want to help them for that waste?" You see that he didn't appear here, maybe he might have died on the road, this is his luck, if it falls into my hands, he will definitely be better off dead!"

Xiao Ling'er looked sad, knowing that it was useless to say anything, so she fell silent.

The melee continued, and Zheng Yuanyuan and several other slightly weaker disciples were already injured, but they still gritted their teeth and fought hard, because they knew that there was no protection from the elders in the sect here, and if they gave up, it would be a dead end, whether it was the Ghost Brake Gate or the Demon Tuo Mountain, it was not a good class.

Mu Xuan's silver teeth were clenched, and she was fighting with a disciple of the Ghost Brake Sect who was holding a knife, but after all, her cultivation was a little weaker, and she was extremely embarrassed by this person, and it was more than a dozen moves, and the long sword in her hand was knocked away by the opponent, and she couldn't support it.

"Miss Mu Xuan!"

Among the disciples of the Eight Desolation Sect, a young man in Tsing Yi exclaimed. He is Mu Lei, and now he is also the core disciple of the Eight Desolation Sect, and the head of the Eight Desolation Sect.

"Mu Lei, what are you doing? It's none of your business here! Don't trouble us!"

Wu Huang was afraid that the former would cause trouble, so he scolded.

Mu Lei showed hesitation, only to see the person with the knife slashing fiercely at Mu Xuan, and finally the knife qi was rampant, leaving a bloody mark on her lotus-like arm.

"You're a girl!"

Mu Lei burst out, didn't care about anything else, drew the knife and slashed away, and a knife more than twenty meters long condensed and slashed down.

The man was stunned for a moment, and immediately gave up pursuing Mu Xuan, turned around and slashed down, and met Mu Lei.

"Brother Mu Lei, thank you!"

Mu Xuan suddenly saw a familiar figure, and her heart was suddenly aggrieved, and she said with a crying voice.

"Miss Mu Xuan, don't be afraid, as long as Mu Lei doesn't die, no one will hurt you! I'll help you kill this beast first!"

Mu Lei said, his wrist slashed, and more than thirty knives were slashed out in an instant, and the sword in the sky was covered by the other party.

The person with the knife was able to win against Mu Xuan, and his strength was naturally not weak, but he didn't expect Mu Lei's knife skills to be so powerful that he was caught off guard, so he could only retreat helplessly to defend.

Although Mu Lei's addition has added a strength, it has not reversed the overall situation much, and Mingyue Sect and others are still at a disadvantage.

"Huangquan Dao!"

The dry youth's magic tricks changed continuously, and the demonic qi rolled out, and the sky was shrouded in black qi, and finally turned into a dead light, as if it was as terrible as coming from hell, shooting towards Mu Ruoxi.

"Heavenly Rachel!"

Mu Ruoxi was wrapped in thunder and lightning, and the sword in his hand slashed diagonally, with the power of destruction, and the lightning flashed violently.

Although the thunder and lightning restrained the ghost qi, Mu Ruoxi's cultivation was much lower than that of the other party, and he naturally did not have an advantage under the hard touch, only to see the light of the dead qi directly shatter the thunder and lightning sword qi and attack Mu Ruoxi.

Fortunately, there was a thunder and lightning light to protect the body, and the body protection light and the death light were shattered at the same time, and Mu Ruoxi Miaoman's figure was thrown out and fell towards the woods in the distance.

"It seems that my fate is destined to die on the Lost Island, Sister Xiaochen is here to accompany you!"

Mu Ruoxi was in the air, silently thinking in his heart, but the corners of his bloodshot mouth were slightly raised, and he did not face the fear of death at all