Meng Quan's thick knife plunged heavily into Song Yan's lower abdomen, breaking through the flesh in the blood splatter, and with the agitation of the blade, the intestines were directly stirred, and the blade continued to roar, about to touch the spine.

Once the spine is cut off, Song Yan's life will hang by a thread!

Fortunately...... The blade, which was unhindered and destroyed, froze in place after stirring the long knife to pieces, and could no longer move forward.

Meng Quan frowned, and continued to grasp the big knife to urge, constantly infusing power, but it had no effect at all, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he felt that his eyes were blurry, and everything in heaven and earth also rotated, as if a person who was not short-sighted at all wore thousands of degrees of eyes. This feeling makes people feel ...... The brain can no longer dominate the body!

The body was still in a fighting posture, the brows on his face were still tightly wrinkled, and his brain was still a little conscious, but the sound of blood spurting suddenly appeared in his ears, staining Meng Quan's face red.

This is not Song Yan's blood, but ...... Own!

His eyes shrunk, his eyeballs couldn't help but look down, his face was suddenly full of horror and incredulity, and in the fragile neck, Song Yan's two thin knives had already cut into the left and the right.

Maybe it's because the knife is too fast, so the head is cut off, and I haven't noticed it yet.

No wonder I was dizzy in front of my eyes, no wonder I felt that my brain couldn't dominate my body, it turned out to be ......

Meng Quan, who understood the truth, was completely unconscious before he could roar.

Bang!

The head fell heavily to the ground, bounced off a few times, and rolled in a pool of blood.

His eyes widened, and he was still staring at his body that was standing in place.

The head fell to the ground, and the headless body finally staggered and shook, and fell to the ground weakly, completely dead, only the throat area was still bubbling with sticky blood.

Under Song Yan's crazy style of playing, he has always wanted to get rid of Song Yan and exert his own subtle realm of high-level spiritual venerable Mengquan - died in battle!!

In this kind of crowded melee, he has not been able to exert his full strength from the beginning to the end, nor can he exert his full strength, let alone release a powerful field!

"Ah!!" Looking at Meng Quan, who was killed by himself and fell in a pool of blood, Song Yan couldn't help but look up to the sky and scream.

With the roar, the blood flowing out of the lower abdomen became more intense, faintly mixed with disgusting organs, and under the backdrop of this scene, Song Yan was even more terrifying.

Standing upright, looking up to the sky and roaring, with a headless corpse at his feet, and a thick knife in his lower abdomen, this scene is shocking, with a trace of desolation and sadness.

The two warring sides around were shocked by Song Yan's roar, and couldn't help but turn their heads to look, and when they saw everything, their round eyes were full of shock and incredulity.

He's dead?

High-level Spiritual Venerable Mengquan ...... He's dead?!

Song Yan crossed the level challenge and really killed Meng Quan, although the final price was a bit big!"Okay, hahaha, the door master is domineering! The door master is mighty!!" The ghost sect members were all in high spirits, and when they reacted, they directly slammed into the disciples of the Broken River Sect around them, and this time the attack was extremely fierce.

Chieftains!

plays a vital role in the battle, the life and death of the leader determines the morale of the camp to which he belongs, at this moment, because Song Yan killed Meng Quan strongly, the morale of the Ghost Sect suddenly soared, and even the skeleton soldiers who assisted the Ghost Sect were enthusiastic.

"Door Master!" A ghost sect member wearing a crow mask who was closest to the station circle hurriedly ran over and took it in time at the moment when Song Yan staggered and fell.

Looking at the big knife that was still inserted in Song Yan's lower abdomen, the Crow Mask Sect did not immediately pull it out, because he understood that once it was pulled out at this moment, the door master would ...... Mortal!

Slowly taking off only half of the ghost head mask left, his blood-stained face turned completely pale, and his lips trembled violently from pain.

Because half of his face was cut off, Song Yan felt a little terrifying no matter how he looked at it, and gasped with difficulty: "Help me to rest, tell me to go down, the circle is dead, give me all my strength, end the battle as soon as possible!"

"Understood!!"

The Raven Mask Sect had a lot to say, but when the words came to their lips, they had to nod seriously!

Directly carrying the dying Song Yan, the crow mask man looked at the chaotic battlefield in the distance, took a deep breath, held the knife and roared: "Ming's Ghost Gate...... Kill the enemy!Break the army!!"

"Kill the enemy!Break the army!!"

The more than 100 Ghost Sect members who were infected raised their arms and roared in unison, and the deafening sound filled the audience, and the shots became more and more sharp and deadly.

The thousands of skeleton soldiers who were in charge of assisting the Ghost Gate did not snort, but just raised their weapons and fought bravely to kill the enemy.

Their commander is Qiu Yi's ten skeleton kings, and the commander is Ye Xun, and they don't have much affection for the eight gates cultivated by Ye Xun, but they just attack one by one according to their orders and intentions.

"Although Meng Quan was killed, Song Yan also received heavy losses, seized the opportunity to avenge Meng Quan!"

"For revenge! Revenge for Meng Quan!!"

A series of shouts surged out of the mouths of the disciples of the Broken River Gate, and with the echo of the roars, the greatly reduced morale began to rise, and some of them were even out of control, and they launched an onslaught completely ignoring life and death in the roar.

"Ghost Gate!Battle!!Battle!!"

The morale-boosting Ghost Sect responded with endless roars, turning into ghosts and demons one by one, throwing out their broadswords and attacking.

The offensive and defensive melee broke out again, but compared to before, the disciples of the Broken River Sect were obviously less crazy, more of them were all resistance, and even some people took advantage of the inattention to start a crazy escape.

The Crow Mask Sect returned quickly with Song Yan on their backs, and they didn't forget to look at the chaotic battlefield, Meng Quan was dead, no matter how the disciples of the Broken River Gate struggled, victory would be destined to belong to the Ghost Gate!

After so many days of fighting, the ghost gate can finally make a name for itself in Mingjiao, and tonight's battle is really happy.

However, before the Raven Mask Sect members who were staring at the circle had time to get excited, their eyes shrunk, and they keenly caught a 'fluttering' black shadow on the chaotic battlefield.

The black shadow was extremely fast, shooting like a sharp arrow in the chaotic battlefield, killing itself fiercely and coldly.

Or that his target is Song Yan, the door master on his back!

A chill filled his body, and before he had time to think about it, the Raven Mask Sect members hurriedly raised their thin knives to intercept them.

The black shadow came in an instant, and a bright long sword poked out of the robe, tearing at the neck of the crow-masked man.

The angle is extremely tricky, and the momentum is quite fierce.

Burst!

Even as the Raven-Masked Man reacted in time, the sharp sword swept over his shoulder, and a deep groove of blood emerged.