"Senior Brother Martial Arts, don't be impulsive!"

Yeli shouted, fearing that Wu Zhen would lose, and immediately rushed forward, including Ren Feihong's other five disciples of the Haoyue 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 Xiao Fan's best disciple, and the First Sword Pavilion and the Haoyue Sect are also allies, we can't ignore it!"

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

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

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

After that, the two factions of Heaven Capture Valley 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 when he looked sideways, it was Nu Zichong who arrived with the people from the Purple Cloud Sect and the Eight Desolation Sect.

"Nu 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!"

Nu Zichong saw that this young monk was slightly flustered, and his tone was extremely respectful, he recognized that this monk was the seven young giants of the Purple Cloud Country today, 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?

Nu Zi Chong arched his hand and said, "Master don't worry, my Purple Cloud Sect has nothing to do with others, let alone an 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.

Xiao Ruoxi stabbed several swords, 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 Xiao 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 swept away like a ghost, slapped out with a palm in the air, and the aura of the ghost yin soared out, as if from the clutches of hell, containing the sound of ghosts crying wolves, and attacked Xiao Ruoxi.

Xiao Ruoxi had already noticed this person, and stabbed back with a sword, and the sword shot out like lightning, hitting the devil's clutch together.

Rumble!

Xiao 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!

Xiao Ruoxi's eyes were slightly angry, and he immediately used the strongest attack power in the Celestial Elephant Sword Technique, the thunder was rolling, and the beating lightning contained the majesty of the destruction 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.

"Shake the Heavens and the Earth!"

"Dragon Catcher!"

"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 long-established master of Ziyun Kingdom, and most people naturally recognized him, only to see Qin Xueyan, Eagle Dragon, Yeli, Gongsun Ying, Ren Feihong The five of them met together, and the colorful true qi collided together, and the shock wave swept in all directions, and the six of them burst back more than thirty meters.

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

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

Qing Yushan saw that Xiao Ruoxi and the others were at a disadvantage, and couldn't help but plead with Nu Zichong.

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

"I..."

Qing Yushan was speechless, only to hear Nu 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 dying!"

Qing Yushan 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.

Xiao Yixuan's silver teeth were clenched, and she was fighting with a disciple of the Ghost Brake Sect who was wielding a knife, but after all, her cultivation was a little weaker, and she was forced to be extremely embarrassed by this person, and after more than a dozen moves, the long sword in her hand was knocked away by the opponent, and she was about to be unable to support it.

"Miss Yixuan!"

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

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

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

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

"Fuck you!"

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

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

"Brother Xiao Lei, thank you!"

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

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

Xiao Lei said, his wrist slashed, and more than thirty knives were slashed in an instant, and the sword was covered with the other party.

The man with the knife was able to defeat Xiao Yixuan, and his strength was naturally not weak, but he didn't expect Xiao Lei's knife skills to be so powerful, and he was caught off guard, so he could only helplessly retreat and defend.

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

"Huangquan Dao!"

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

"Heavenly Rachel!"

Xiao 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, Xiao Ruoxi's cultivation was much lower than 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 Xiao 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 Xiao 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 island of Lost Death, Sister Xiaofan is here to accompany you!"

Xiao 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.

(Collect!)