The horse's head swelled, and the knight on the horse, like a savage warrior, pulled the collar of his tunic to reveal his knotted muscles. They wielded the shining steel knives in their hands, and the next moment they were sure to bring the blood of their enemies.

"All the disciples listen to the order!" The older disciple's face showed a sense of grief and indignation: "Today is a matter of the survival of the Heavenly Dao Academy, there is no way back for us, and the honor of the academy is on our shoulders." There is no advance or retreat, and the horse thief will never be allowed to step into the mountain gate. ”

"Roar!" There are now more than fifty people standing in front of the mountain road, and they are all the disciples who have remained in the academy. Everyone's faces showed grief and indignation, both for the bloody battle that was about to come, and for the six brothers who died tragically at the bottom of the mountain.

The horse thief seemed to have no head in sight, and there were no less than a thousand people in sight, and in the darkness behind him, there seemed to be a huge evil power accumulating, like a devil rushing out at any time to devour everyone's souls.

More than fifty disciples are all good at above the Phantom Realm, and the older disciples who lead everyone have already reached the eighth level of the Phantom Spirit Realm, which is several grades higher than Long Yunzhou.

The sword light was shining and murderous, and if it was just to deal with horse thieves, they were more than enough.

Xiuzhen, who has absolute power, kills horse thieves who only have the dual realm of illusion and reality at most, as simple as adults teasing children. But no one dares to be careless, the brothers who died at the foot of the mountain are also good at the Phantom Realm, but they can't hold up a stick of incense, which shows that there is no shortage of good cultivators among the people who come.

"Kill, there is no advance or retreat!" Heaven and earth were slaughtered, and when the first horse stepped on the top of the mountain, all the swords beckoned to the horse thieves. The horse thieves who rushed to the front were cut into more than a dozen pieces, and viscous blood mixed with internal organs was spilled everywhere.

But after a while, the horse that rushed up collapsed to pieces, and the blood and death did not frighten the horse thieves behind, who were like moths fighting a fire, knowing that there was death ahead, and they had to rush forward.

The roaring expression and the steel knife wielding in his hand formed a curtain of death, and the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Academy were the mourners, the ones who sent these demons to hell.

Long Yunzhou stood behind the senior brothers, and he also wanted to step forward to help, but the dense figure completely blocked his vision. At this moment, he could only see the moving figure and dazzling various colors of light, and more red blood flying in the air.

"Brother Zhou, what should we do? Shall we withdraw first?" Mo San's fat legs and stomach fought, looking at this bloody killing, the horse thieves had to rush upwards even if they died, and he was about to collapse.

"Can't go, we have no way out!" Long Yunzhou looked behind him, the mountain gate was majestic, and the Wuji Hall stood behind the long square, and in the dark night, it looked more like a crouching monster.

But this monster has a kind fatherly kindness, so that he is willing to throw his blood.

"These people are here to kill us all!" he gave Mo Sanpang a grim smile, "How long do you want to escape?" ”

Like a lightning strike, Mo Sanpang was trembling all over, he looked at Long Yunzhou for help, his eyes were full of panic: "But I don't want to fight, I don't want to kill." Brother Zhou, let's escape, run away and never come back. ”

Long Yunzhou suddenly grabbed Mo Sanpang's shoulders tightly, and shook back and forth violently: "Sanpang, don't go on like this, this is our home, we have left Panlong City, do you still want to leave home again?"

"I don't want to, but I don't want to die, I don't want to fight them, I'm afraid!" Mo Sanpang was in tears, fragile like an eggshell that could be shattered at any time.

"I don't want to fight, but I can't fight if I don't. There are so many people here who care about us, Senior Brother Wastewood, Master, Master Zhenren, Senior Sister Su, Senior Brother Lin, can't so many people keep you?"

Long Yunzhou turned around, his eyes were full of anger: "If you want to go, I won't leave the house again, once is enough, I want to fight for my home." ”

The third fat sat on the ground in pain, tears sliding down his cheeks, and he looked at Long Yunzhou's back stupidly. Uncertainty and fear filled his heart, he wanted to leave now, but Long Yunzhou didn't move, he wouldn't go.

Yun'er comforted the three fats, Xingyue stood beside Long Yunzhou, and gently pulled out the Flame Sword: "I fight with you, every time you protect me, this time, we protect our home together." ”

The Flame Sword illuminated Xingyue's face, and that silhouette was so beautiful and touching that it could even make people give up everything to follow her.

Long Yunzhou smiled and nodded, there are too many things in the Heavenly Dao Academy. He had given up a lot, and now that he had the power and power in his hands, he would never give up what he could do for the rest of his life.

"Kill, there is no advance or retreat!" Qinglin's sword came out of its sheath, and red flames burned all over the sword body.

The front of the mountain road was already full of corpses, horses, people, and piles as high as a hill.

Whether it was the horse thief who was still rushing to kill, or the Xiuzhen who was struggling to protect the academy, everyone was stained with a little blood.

Both sides have already killed red eyes, the initial fear of death has long been left behind, and in the battlefield of bloody slaughter full of corpses and bones, only the dying can think about those superfluous things.

If you don't die, you will continue to fight until your body decays at the feet of your companions!

"Hold on, everyone, as long as it's tomorrow morning, our reinforcements will be back. A blue light flew from the direction of the academy, and the Qingsong Daoist dressed in a five-colored auspicious cloud robe landed steadily in front of the disciples, and two huge light knives that split the sky and the earth shot out from his left and right hands, and the horse thief within ten zhang stood up into powder.

"Roar!" The young disciple, who was already a little tired, was excited again, and the Aoki Light Knife of the Qingsong Daoist appeared, and the situation immediately changed.

The Qingsong Dao people of the Illusory God Realm descended to earth like a true god, and layers of ripples were stirred up on their hands, and the Aoki Light Knife was invincible. At this moment, it is no longer the horse thieves who are stubbornly attacking, but the Qingsong Dao people who are slaughtering alone.

Qingsong Daoren is a junior disciple of Tongtian, and he has long been a master of the Illusory God Realm. He majored in Aoki True Qi, and his hands could conjure up an Aoki sword comparable to that of any divine soldier.

The Qi Condensation Knife is not a profound method, and it only needs to be a master of a certain cultivation to do it. It's just that the Qingmu knife of the Qingsong Daoist is impermanent, swallowing the world and the world, and it has become a method of its own, and it is not known how many times stronger than the ordinary air knife.

Long Yunzhou was squeezed to the rear again in an instant, and with the addition of Qingsong Dao people, the situation immediately improved, and the young disciples followed behind Qingsong with a deafening cry, and the sword light could illuminate the entire sky!

Long Yunzhou was panting, and his shirt had long been stained red with blood. Xingyue wiped the blood stains from his face for him, and cheered happily: "Now there is help, Uncle Qingsong has come out, and the end of the horse thieves has come!"

Long Yunzhou also nodded, a master of the phantom god level, it is not a problem for one person to deal with the entire Black Wind Village.

He still remembered that in the cave at the foot of the mountain, Ten Thousand People almost killed everyone, including Xuanyuan Yu, with just one sword in his hand.

You must know that Xuanyuan Yu and Leng Hong are both masters among masters, but they are as fragile as babies in front of ten thousand people.

Suddenly, a terrible sound came from the bottom of the mountain, as fast as a swift swallow, as if countless ghosts were laughing wildly and rushing towards the world, they wanted to wave their shriveled claws and tear apart all the flesh and blood they saw.

Boom! Aoki's light knife was scattered, Aomatsu took two steps back, his palm was painful, and he was actually blocked back by a knife!

The master of the phantom god level couldn't block the other party's knife, and Qing Song looked at the black-clothed man who suddenly appeared in front of him in shock.

The man in black who was half-crouching on the ground slowly raised his head, and the horse thieves had quieted down, standing far behind the man in black.

An evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and to Qingsong's shock, the person squatting on the ground actually had two heads, both with an evil smile at the same time.

"Aoki Light Knife really lives up to its reputation, you are Qing Song of Heavenly Dao Academy, right?" The man in black slowly stood up, and two figures appeared in front of Qing Song, it turned out that two people were close together, so they saw that it was two heads.

Qing Song recovered from the shock, and suddenly saw the red scimitar in the hands of the two people: "You are from the Blood Refining Hall?"

"Hahahaha, it seems that the reputation of our Blood Refining Hall is still not small, even Elder Qingsong knows about us. Yes, our sect is the Blood Refining Hall!" the two men in black laughed at the same time, and even their voices were similar.

"Hmph! Demons and demons are all harmful scum. Qing Song snorted fiercely and looked at the two of them with disdain: "The Blood Moon Scimitar in your hand is the magic weapon of the Blood Refining Hall, even if I don't recognize your people, the resentment emanating from the Blood Moon Knife tells me who you are." ”

"Good eyesight, yes, we are the Blood Moon Twin Swords!" the two black-clothed men laughed strangely: "It's just that today we are the leader of the Black Wind Village to destroy your Heavenly Dao Academy." You damn academy prides itself on being a decent family, and it's time to go against our Black Wind Village, it's time to die. ”

"It's really nonsense, it's up to you, hum!" Aoki's light knife lit up again, and all the colors in heaven and earth seemed to be sucked into the light knife at this moment.

Aoki Michito's face shone with a turquoise light, as powerful as the reincarnation of a martial god, slashing towards the two black-clothed men with peerless power.

A gloomy smile hung on the faces of the two black-clothed people at the same time, they were the second and third leaders of the Black Wind Village, they were originally the brothers of a master's family, they had practiced the Blood Moon Double Knife since childhood, and they were almost one with the knife, no matter what danger came, the knife was a person, and a person was a knife.

The blazing red light suddenly blocked the two of them, and the huge power of the Aoki Light Knife could not advance half a step further after slashing at the red light.

On the mountainside, the green light and the red light are glued to each other, and no one can take a step forward, it seems that the strength is equal, but the faces of the Qingsong Dao people have gradually shed cold sweat.

The two Blood Moon Knives held up the surging Aoki Light Knife, and the two black-clothed men sneered and peeked at Qing Song: "Elder Qing Song, how is it? Now you know, why do we have the confidence to dare to go up the mountain, right?"

"You, your knife is weird, it will suck the true qi from my knife!" The turquoise light of Aoki's light knife was gradually weakening, and a trace of cyan light seemed to be swallowed by red, and he already felt a little powerless.

"Hahahaha, that's right, the Blood Moon Knife can absorb all the true qi and then turn it into all of us. That is to say, how much strength you use, what you return back is double that of you. ”

The last sentence had been drowned in the crazy whistling sword wind, and the two black-clothed people laughed wildly, and the red light instantly enveloped the whole body of the Qingsong Dao people!