On the battlefield where Chen Ming was, several people in the air were also concerned, and Murong Xianxian saw that Chen Ming was fine, so he also put his mind at ease, and at the same time sighed at Chen Ming's toughness. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The patriarch of the palace saw Chen Ming rushing left and right in the crowd, killing and killing, and he was even more angry, and he couldn't wait to kill Chen Ming with one blow.

The two battlefields, if you describe them, the ones in the air can be called intense, and every blow of the Ning Dan Realm martial artists is earth-shattering. And where Chen Ming is, it is tragic, the stumps, the pools of blood, are all bloody and terrifying, and even Chen Ming's body has been stained red with blood.

In the air, the palace patriarch's eyes were split, the lives that were killed by Chen Ming were all the foundation of his clan, and today's loss was probably going to hurt his vitality.

There is no way, the four of them are all restrained by Murong Xianxian, if they take out their own to deal with Chen Ming, whether they can kill him or not, I am afraid that they will lose a martial artist of the Ning Dan Realm. The palace patriarch could only grit his teeth and integrate all his resentment into his moves, hoping that he could kill Murong Xianxian as soon as possible.

It was the early hours of the morning, but there were still two hours before sunrise, and the hazy light hung over the sky, and the fierce fighting here was still fierce.

There is no need to worry about Chen Ming's safety, Murong Xianxian has nothing to worry about, and his shots are even more fierce, between the ups and downs, all kinds of offensives are incomparable, and several people are constantly coughing up blood.

Of course, Murong Xianxian himself was not comfortable, he was already extremely tired after a long battle, although he swallowed the pill, but at this time, he vomited blood again. However, her eyes are still clear, and every move is ruthless.

At this time, there were four martial artists on the other side, one was in the late stage of the Ning Dan Realm, and he was the patriarch of the palace. The two in the middle of the Ning Dan Realm were Lin Ye and the bearded man. And the thin martial artist was a cultivator in the early stage of the Ning Dan Realm.

After fighting each other for so long, I am afraid that I am also exhausted, especially the thin warrior, the strength of the attack has become much smaller.

At this moment, Murong Xian's eyes flashed fiercely, and the beautiful figure took a step forward, the seal in his hand flew over, and the red phoenix reappeared, rushing towards the palace patriarch and Lin Ye.

The phoenix's chirping sound was piercing, driving the howling wind and invincible momentum to rush out.

The two palace patriarchs had solemn faces, the light in their hands flickered, Lin Ye shot out a golden fist shadow, and the palace patriarch pushed out a sea of fire, scorching the void and twisting it.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to collapse, and the earth-shattering sound from the attack of the three made the space stagnate, and the frenzied storm swept away, destroying the heavens and the earth.

"Puff...."The Palace Patriarch and Lin Ye both vomited blood, and at this moment, Murong Xianxian's hand once again glowed with cyan light, and the cyan spear quickly condensed, ignoring the thin warrior who rushed over, and threw the spear violently.

"Huh... Crackling..."The sound of breaking the air sparked a terrifying sonic boom, and the cyan spear turned into a streamer, like lightning piercing through the air and appearing in front of Lin Ye's eyes as if it had pierced through the energy storm that had not yet dissipated.

"Ah.....h Seeing the cyan spear rapidly enlarge in his eyes, Lin Ye let out a roar and threw a punch with all his might.

"Bang....poof..."Lin Ye's fist met the edge of the cyan spear, and it exploded with a bang. Then, starting with the wrist, the entire arm was shattered by the spear and passed through the chest.

The red blood was still flowing from his mouth, his eyes were still unwilling, and his body slowly fell, and finally fell to the ground.

At the moment when the spear was thrown, Murong Xianxian quickly turned sideways, crossed his arms over his chest, and a thin pale golden light curtain appeared. Hastily resisted the dark long knife slashed by the thin warrior.

"Poof...."The long knife and the pale golden light curtain shattered at the same time, while Murong Xianxian spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his body retreated.

"Ahem....." Murong Xian's chest rose and fell, and he kept gasping for breath, and his injuries became even more serious.

However, before he could catch his breath, the bearded man attacked with a heavy black huge hammer in his hand.

Murong Xian's eyes froze, this hammer was not a martial arts illusion, but a spiritual weapon.

However, seeing the ferocity of this spiritual weapon, Murong Xian Xian didn't seem to be afraid, and a trace of disdain appeared in the corner of his mouth. Then, a sword suddenly appeared in her hand. The whole body of this sword is like white amber, exuding a charming brilliance, and it contains an earth-shattering sword aura.

I saw Murong Xian's sword technique dance, and then stabbed out suddenly, and a sword qi shot out from the sword body, stabbing towards the black giant hammer.

"Boom ....." This loud noise, unprecedented, actually blew up this piece of void and collapsed, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality roared in, and then contracted, and when it contracted to the extreme, there was an earth-shattering noise again, and it exploded.

"Bang......poof..."The giant hammer in the hand of the bearded man was unable to resist this sharp sword qi and shattered. As for himself, he was pierced through his arm by sword qi, and blood was sprayed.

"Poof..."Murong Xianxian, who performed this blow, was also uncomfortable, and the blood could no longer be suppressed, falling from the air like rain.

At this time, two of the five people besieging had been killed and one seriously injured, only the palace patriarch and the thin warrior were not too seriously injured.

Tonight, since Murong Xianxian resumed his cultivation, he had already killed four Ning Dan Realm martial artists, if it weren't for the two of the previous Eight Character Hu martial artists, he wouldn't be so embarrassed. Moreover, the combat power of the patriarchs of this palace is indeed stronger than that of ordinary Ning Dan Realm martial artists.

Although the palace patriarch and the thin little warrior were not as injured as the bearded man, they were also out of breath. In the hands of the two of them, a spiritual weapon also appeared in each of them.

In the hand of the palace patriarch is a dark spear, and in the hand of the thin warrior is a dagger.

The three palace patriarchs did not continue to attack, but looked at the amber sword in Murong Xianxian's hand in amazement.

"Heaven-level spirit weapon!" Several people couldn't believe it, if it wasn't a heaven-level spirit weapon, how could they be able to smash the top-grade spirit weapon earth-shaking hammer?

Several people were sure in their hearts, but they didn't expect that the girl was not only terrifying in cultivation, but even the spiritual weapon was of such a high level. Heaven-level spiritual weapon, even if the three major sects of the Shengyuan Kingdom can't take it out, and this girl actually has one, then how terrifying his background must be?

"If you don't kill this woman today, I'm afraid that the Gong clan will really suffer from the disaster of annihilation. "At this time, the palace patriarch has a strong murderous intent.

Murong Xianxian didn't speak from beginning to end, but she revealed a kind of domineering all the time, and at this time she finally spoke, her voice was soft, but it was cold: "Those who deceive me will not be tolerated." ”

"Hmph... It's up to you to get out of here today. Although he had already killed two of them, the Palace Patriarch still said coldly.

At this time, several people were tired, and they wanted to take advantage of the gap between words to relieve themselves.

Murong Xianxian, who had recovered her cultivation, had long since lost the girlish mentality she had when she got along with Chen Ming, at this time she was like a proud woman, disdainful of a few people, and her words were unquestionable: "If I want to leave, you can't stop me." ”

The palace patriarch smiled coldly, looked at Chen Ming, who was fighting below, and said, "If you want to leave, I will break him into ten thousand pieces." Judging from Murong Xianxian's reaction, it seems that the relationship between the two is not ordinary, so the palace patriarch said so.

Sure enough, I saw that Murong Xian's beautiful face was instantly covered with frost, and said, "If you dare to touch him, I will make your entire clan not be able to survive or die." Immediately, a smile flashed on the corner of her mouth, and she said, "However, you can't kill him." "Chen Ming's retreat is unpredictable, if Chen Ming wants to leave, I'm afraid it will be easier than walking by himself, these people can't find it at all. It seems that if you care about it, you will be chaotic, Murong Xianxian sighed in her heart, and suppressed this thought, the enemy is at present, and you must not be distracted.

"In that case, I'll kill you before leaving. Murong Xianxian suppressed the surging qi and blood, took a step, turned into an extremely fast body, held the amber sword in his hand, and rushed quickly.

"Hmph... At the end of the strong crossbow, the negative corner resists stubbornly. The palace patriarch snorted coldly and swept out with a shot.

"Whew...."This shot, the wind and clouds surged, the sky and the earth changed color, and a violent energy swept out, as if it was boundless, and it was like the Milky Way falling, and the momentum was terrifying. At the same time, the figure of the thin little martial artist also rushed out, and the dagger in his hand shot out an invisible blade, passing through the space and stabbing at Murong Xianxian.

Murong Xianxian was not afraid at all, his expression was cold, and he shouted softly: "Demon Sword Technique..."

"Boom...."I saw that the monstrous white light was dazzling, a divine aura emanated from its body, and the sound of breaking the sky continued to come out, and the amber sword actually transformed into forty-nine amber swords of the same size, circling and flying with the dance of the amber sword in Murong Xianxian's hand.

"Whew....." In the end, Murong Xianxian pointed his sword at the palace patriarch, and the forty-nine sword shadows shot out, and the sharp sword qi wanted to cut through the void, colliding violently with the attacks of the two.

"Boom... Bang...."The attacks of several people annihilated each other, and the sword shadows continued to shatter, and the attacks of the two palace patriarchs were also stopped.

"Poof..."The blood was still spurting.

The aftermath of the fall from the sky shook the earth, and the huge trees fell one after another, and the earth was turned upside down below where several people were.

And the figures of several people have long been out of the original place, moving towards one side as the war progresses.

The same is true for Chen Ming on the ground, who is fighting in a devastated area caused by a few people at this time.

Chen Ming's body was already stained with blood, both other people's and his own.

After all, he is only a cultivator of the Cyclone Realm, no matter how powerful he is, he will not be invincible, let alone under the siege of more than 200 people, no one will be invincible.

At this time, he had already killed more than forty opponents, of which only six were in the Cyclone Realm, and the rest were all Qi Induction Realm and Body Refining Realm martial artists.

At the same time, just after the blow, he was finally injured and vomited blood. But the injury was not serious, Chen Ming quickly suppressed it and continued to fight.

The Retreat Bead has been tightly held in his hand, and it is not a last resort, or exhausted, whether it is the Retreat Bead or the Black Sword, Chen Ming will not use it.

On the way to martial arts, the important thing is to cultivate yourself, if you rely too much on external things, the gains outweigh the losses.

At this time, Chen Ming seemed to be a little red-eyed, bloody, like a demon god, with a cold expression and slaughtering people's lives.