As soon as the sword fight relieved his breath, he saw Feng Gang and the three of them joining forces to cover up, and he was immediately shocked, and began to flee with a one-edged sword, with one enemy and three, he didn't think about it at all!

Smack!

An ice arrow broke through the air and struck, easily piercing the big tree in front of the sword fight, and the cold ice spread, and the surrounding area instantly turned into an ice field. Jian Dou scolded and turned around to escape, but unexpectedly, a long knife fell from the sky and slashed his head.

"Block!" Sword Fight was startled, and in a hurry, the horizontal sword resisted, and the huge explosion slashed his feet into the ground, and the tiger's mouth shattered...

"Green Wolf Wind Leg Method!" At this moment, Cheng Feng, who sneaked up from the left, spun around and kicked at the waist of the sword fight, kicking him out of the ground for several meters and smashing him to pieces.

At this time, Feng Gang also rushed out, and the effect of many pills had already made him recover a little, and at this moment, with full of anger, he picked up the golden hammer and smashed it down, shouting in his mouth, "Smash you into a meatloaf!"

"Ahh When people are threatened with death, there will naturally be an inexplicable force, which cannot be underestimated.

Jian Dou was also scared of being beaten, so he dodged from a distance, and said angrily, "You... What kind of ability are you four of you having to deal with one of me? It's kind of fighting me alone!"

The four of them glanced at each other, and they all smiled disdainfully, "Fighting alone, you want to be beautiful, our brothers like to pick in groups, see how you are!" Before the meditation cultivators finished speaking, their bodies had already moved, and Feng Gang and they were also at the right time, surrounding the sword fight from the back three ways.

"Damn, if you want me to die, you will leave me one, one-edged thirteen swords!" The sword fight was already at the end of the crossbow, and with the heart of death, he used his strongest sword move. For a moment, thirteen figures were turned into thirteen figures centered on his body, surrounded by huge sword qi, like a gear spinning.

Dingdingding......

The three of them each waved the weapons in their hands to block, and for a while they couldn't get close. The sword fight is a desperate blow, and it is extremely fierce!

"Kill the gods with a sword!" "Shen Xiu swung his sword to split the swirling sword qi, and reflexively used the last move of the three swords of the Nose Dao. The dark red blade was seven or eight meters in diameter, and it looked very pure and domineering under the wrapping of a trace of demonic energy.

"Bloody blow!" Cheng Feng held a pair of black swords in front of him, and with a kick under his feet, he turned into an afterimage and cut away. The cyan sharp blade was filled with a little bit of blood, and the red was strange.

"Shuanglong goes to sea!" Feng Gang's soul power was infused, his sturdy body twisted and squatted, and the two golden hammers in his hands were thrown fiercely, like meteors breaking through the sky, sparks sparked with the air, and then turned into two galloping dragons, slamming into the sword fight.

Thundered!

In less than two seconds, under the joint efforts of the three of them, the sword qi around the sword fight exploded violently, the clothes were torn, the blood from the mouth and nose spurted out, and the eyes were bloodshot. "Uh... The sect will avenge me... You guys... I can't escape!" Sword Dou stretched out his finger with difficulty, only to see that his chest had been pierced by an arrow, which was a silent arrow shot by Nalan You, who had been preparing to attack!

Meditation Wind Rapid Movement, one shook his body and pinched the sword fight's neck, the blood spirit demon body was cast, surrounded by a little blood light, and in just a short period of time, he was absorbed into a shriveled corpse, such a pure soul power and essence blood, Meditation cultivation is reluctant to waste!

The sword fight fell to the ground heavily, and the dust and grass clippings struck, announcing that the disciples of the Sword Sect had died five!

"Brother Gang, take his bracelet. Let's go and solve the last one. The cultivator greeted him.

"Okay, this cleaning battlefield, I call it second, who dares to call it first?" Hehe..." Feng Gang rubbed his hands, dragged the sword fight, and began to collect the treasure.

In less than a minute, Bong Gang finished cleaning up, and everyone quickly rushed to the miscellaneous hair. In terms of soul power, the miscellaneous hair is the highest in the entire blood droplet except for the blood dragon, so the meditation cultivator is not worried about what will go wrong.

"Brother, look, that guy is so powerful, he is fighting with Zamao!" As soon as he passed through the forest, everyone saw that the short boy with a pair of black stone swords was fighting with Zamao, and Zamao, who had stronger soul power, did not have the slightest upper hand, and immediately stunned Fenggang...

"His swordsmanship is even more powerful than Jian Ao..."Cheng Feng sighed.

Shen Xiu nodded, "This young man's swordsmanship has a sword technique similar to the sword qi and sword arrogance, and his strength is so strong, I am afraid that he is the first person under the sword tyrant!"

"Let's get on. Cheng Feng said.

"Okay, madman, you have low soul power, guerrilla warfare, don't touch him. Nalan, you hide in the distance and look for an opportunity to attack. As for Brother Gang, I will face it head-on. Shen Xiu said slightly solemnly, in fact, he could easily kill this person with miscellaneous hair, but what he was afraid of was that the young man fought back desperately, Feng Gang and Cheng Feng's soul power was not high, and he was injured......

"Let's go!" Feng Gang was about to try, and he grabbed the double hammer and was about to rush out. Meditation dotted, and several people killed the short boy according to the previous division.

Woohoo!

The sword bell holding a pair of black stone swords danced out of the air with black ink sword qi, which was violently blurred, and the slashed wind leopard miscellaneous hair retreated again and again, and a large area of earth, stone, trees and grass exploded.

"Roar!" Miscellaneous fur was furious, and at the same time as he opened his mouth to spit out a series of wind blades, his body jumped up, and he twisted his body to sweep out with a tail whip. The sword bell's body rotated, and a pair of black stone swords stabbed out around it, breaking through the wind blade and stirring the tail of the attack, which actually sent out sparks.

"What a stiff tail!" Jian Zhong praised and pulled away. He didn't want to fight in close combat with the miscellaneous hair, after all, the difference in physical strength was too great, and once he was thrown to the ground, it would end in disaster.

Whoa...

Before the sword bell could be established, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, and secretly sighed that it was not good, and he reflexively blocked it! The black stone sword in his left hand blocked the sword of the meditation cultivator, and the black stone sword in his right hand pushed away Feng Gang's powerful and heavy hammer. But he could only watch a blue light pass by, trying his best to avoid the vital point. Cheng Feng, who cast a blue flash, flashed by, leaving a thirty-centimeter-long incision on the chest of Jian Zhong...

"Mighty Vajra Finger!" At the same time, the sword finger of Meditation's left hand poked directly into Jian Zhong's chest, stabbing him out.

"Poof..."Jian Zhong held his sword on the ground, vomited a large mouthful of blood, looked at the scars and blood holes on his chest, and was so angry that he spit out another mouthful of blood. "Where are my senior brothers now?!" Seeing the blood drops and these people gathered, Jian Zhong felt bad, but he didn't want to believe that several of his senior brothers and sisters had died like this...

"Knowingly asked. Cheng Feng smiled disdainfully. Meditation and Feng Gang also grinned.

Jian Zhong's heart twitched fiercely, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Impossible!!How can your strength kill my senior brothers?!!

"If you're dead, there's no doubt!" The Immortal Cultivator slashed with his sword, and the pure sword qi flew out.

Jian Zhong's eyes were red, and he jumped up with a pair of black stone swords, and slammed the sword of the Meditation Cultivation, and still had the strength to stab towards the Meditation Cultivation.

Tom!

Feng Gang's pair of golden hammers slammed into the flying sword qi, and the meditation cultivator covered by the double hammer suddenly separated into dozens of light blue sword-holding remnants, and then suddenly converged into one, Feng Gang hurriedly dispersed, revealing a monstrous meditation cultivation.

"World Destroying Demon Sword!" With a loud shout, the Immortal Cultivator reflexively jumped up and swung out with a sword. The huge dark blue sword qi was pure and fierce, with a trace of demonic aura, revealing a sense of destruction!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jian Zhong immediately retreated a few meters, waved his double swords strangely, and shouted loudly, "Jian Gang protects the body!"

The twin swords were flattened, and the faint black qi rotated around regularly, forming a huge ancient clock to cover him. Amazingly, the top of the ancient clock is actually a sword hilt...

Tear pull...

The Demon Destroying Knife's qi blade slammed into the clock face, shattering the ancient bell with a bang, and the sword bell flew flat for dozens of meters, and when it landed, it spit out a mouthful of essence blood.

"Such a pure sword qi, you are still the first one to break my sword gang with sword qi!" Jian Zhong's face was pale, his mouth was full of admiration, but his eyes were full of surprise.

"Hmph, then let's die in peace!" Meditation snorted coldly and waved his knife forward. Cheng Feng, Feng Gang and Zamao also moved, and in the distance, Nalan You aimed at the opportunity, and an ice blast arrow shot out, landing a foot behind Jian Zhong, unexpectedly freezing his feet.

"What?!" Sword Bell exclaimed, and his feet were instantly unconscious. "Seventh Senior Brother!!" Jian Zhong knew that this was a mortal situation, so he had to look up to the sky and roar for help.

In the high sky, the sword lord and the blood dragon retreated from each other, and the two collided, which was considered an equal match.

"Damn, this guy is so physical. "The sword lord has several scars on his body, and the blood dragon only has one minor wound on his body.

"Seventh Senior Brother !!"

"Huh, Jian Zhong called for help?" Jian Ba sighed softly, he didn't expect that it was Jian Zhong who called for help. Looking closely, Jian Zhong was seriously injured by the beating, and almost lost his ability to fight, and there was no one in the group......

"What's going on?what about the others?!" Sword Ba was shocked, how did the battlefield below become such a situation, the rest of the people were nowhere to be seen, and the sword bell was one against five?

"Come on, fight with your Blood Dragon Grandpa for another three hundred rounds!" the Blood Dragon laughed and poked at it with a halberd.

"Get out!" Sword Tyrant's heart was in turmoil, controlling the huge giant sword is swinging this blow, and hurriedly rushed down, Sword Zhong is extremely talented, many high-level people have repeatedly proposed to let Sword Zhong enter the inner sect, but some high-level people feel that it is inappropriate, so that they can return to the sect this time. It doesn't matter if the others die, it's hard to explain when Jian Zhong dies...

Just when there was no room for it, the sword tyrant was like a crazy bull, controlling the huge giant sword to stir violently, and the monstrous sword qi directly protected the body of the sword bell, and blasted away the ice under the feet of several cultivators and the sword bell.

"Poof..."

The few cultivators all spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and looked vigilantly at the fallen sword tyrant.

"Sword Bell, what about the others?" asked Sword Tyrant with a frown.

Jian Zhong's eyes were filled with deep sadness, and he said in a low voice, "Seventh Senior Brother, the other five Senior Brothers are dead!"

Rumble!

The soul power of the sword tyrant burst out like a river bursting out, and he swung the giant sword in his hand with a murderous aura, ready to kill several people who were cultivators. As soon as the sky darkened, the blood dragon that had turned into its body opened its mouth and a mouthful of flame erupted, and the huge spherical flame not only annihilated the sword qi, but also hit his chest.

"Sword Tyrant Boy, watch me stuff your teeth!" the blood dragon's deep voice came.

The sword overlord's eyes were full of disbelief, and he grabbed the sword bell and broke through the air, leaving a voice that resounded through the sky, "I didn't expect you to be a demon dragon." You wait to slaughter my Sword Sect disciples, he said that the new hatred and old hatred should be counted together!" (To be continued.) )