Ding Ruan took his magic to the extreme.

Flying swordsmanship, unparalleled attack, watching for opportunities all the time, slashing a fatal blow, controlling the spirit technique, the beast is like a mountain, and suddenly, the three-headed eight-rank demon pounced in unison, making Zhong Ting feel a trace of pressure.

The broken sword contended, and the red light flickered, which was the blessing of the power of the peach ginger spirit jade.

Zhong Ting felt her mind and smiled slightly.

"Whoa......

A flying sword struck and killed.

With a flick of his wrist, his eyes calm, he slashed away with a fierce sword.

"Bell ......"

This sword is fast and ruthless, and it breaks through ten thousand laws.

The flying sword that came to a halt abruptly, and then:

"Click...".

The next breath.

"Bang Dang"

The sword is broken.

The air was suddenly silent.

Ding Ruan snorted, his face changed, his sword was broken, and it was destroyed by Zhong Ting's blow.

He thought of manipulating the flying sword, and at this time he was already being counterattacked, looking at the young man in front of him, he was shocked in his heart, what kind of monster is this.

"Ding Ling's envoy doesn't seem to be very good......"

The rest of the Zhenling Division watched the battle and were not in a hurry to join the battle.

Mo Xuan and Chen Yuan have already made a move, and their strength is relatively low, so they can fight against Zhong Ting, but Ding Ruan has already taken the lead and grabbed the credit, they know it.

"Isn't Ding Ruan Mo's body still unrecovered?"

Some people questioned.

"No, I think he has a strong body of qi and blood, not only is he not weak, but his cultivation has improved compared to the past."

One person gave an explanation, which fell on Ding Ruan's ears, making his face pale and uncertain.

Zhong Ting held his sword and said with a smile: "Ding Lingenvoy seems to be surprised? ”

"The cultivation in the middle of the eighth grade is not as good as that of me, an early person?"

He made a mockery and wanted to kill him, it was so easy.

"Hehe, it's just a fluke, my town spirit division is full of talents, even if you have the means to reach the sky, it is impossible to escape today."

Ding Ruan suffered a loss, raised his vigilance, did not dare to make a rash move, his expression flickered, and he raised his voice: "Everyone, if you want to offend Zhong Ting, you don't want to make a quick move, and capture it with me...!" ”

Zhong Ting was stunned, this goods... Is this a shout?

The Zhenling Division is also "united", and the group smiled when they heard this.

Someone said: "Brother Ding, this credit is yours, I was injured before, let's cultivate first, just sweep the battle for you on the side, you can fight quickly." ”

There was a burst of laughter, but Ding Ruan grabbed the credit but found that his skills were not as good as others, and now he wants to use them, but he thinks well.

Ding Ruan's face flashed with a touch of gloom, and he snorted coldly, knowing that these people could not be counted on unless he was about to be killed.

"Zhong Ting, you have no way to escape, why don't you be captured obediently."

Zhong Ting laughed in surprise when he heard this.

This person is really funny, "How do you know that I can't leave, it's better like this, you step down, I'll spare your life." ”

"Look for death!"

Ding Ruan shouted angrily, and suddenly the wind rose, he summoned a three-headed demon, stepped forward violently, and his body changed and waited for the opportunity to move.

Zhong Ting smiled, not afraid, the broken sword waved, and one after another sword moves flew out.

At the moment of the fight, the score was high, and the three-headed demon retreated again and again, roaring again and again.

Ding Ruan's face was ugly, too strong, incomparably pure vitality, no weaker than him in the middle of the eighth grade, even... It's even stronger.

It's hard to accept......

In the tripartite battlefield, the only one who occupied the upper score at this time turned out to be Zhong Ting.

On the other side, Mo Xuan forced Lu Yao back with a sword, his eyes swept to the side, and he was slightly surprised in his heart, "It's a good face." ”

Then he said lightly: "All listen to the order and capture the criminal Zhong Ting." ”

Lu Yao took the opportunity to kick and step on it, but he was dodged, his expression flickered, "Hehe, big black face, you still have to worry about yourself." ”

Mo Xuan's skin is indeed very dark.

After that, Lu Yao attacked and killed with another set of leg methods.

When the other more than ten people from the Zhenling Division heard the sound, they got up in an instant and followed the order.

The sword aura is like a forest.

In an instant, Zhong Ting's pressure increased suddenly, and one after another sword qi attacked, all kinds of different demon beasts slaughtered, and there were bursts of divine soul attacks.

The best ability of the people of the Zhenling Division, the Lingxu Tianshu, is known for his divine sense.

The situation seems to be one-sided.

Zhong Ting frowned, swung his sword to resist, and at the same time concentrated his concentration and urged his divine sense to the extreme, in case he was interfered with by the other party.

He resisted and retreated, and the combined siege of so many people was indeed a bit unbearable.

"Good chance!"

Seeing this, Ding Ruan's face was overjoyed, and he immediately took the opportunity to move, and a long sword appeared in his hand, shuttling through the crowd, ghostly traveling.

After a while, many fine wounds were left on Zhong Ting's body.

Seeing that Zhong Ting was injured again and again, he kept laughing.

Zhong Ting was bitter, there were already dozens of wounds on his body, blood was constantly oozing out, and there were bursts of pain.

"If you continue like this, you will definitely lose."

On the other side, Lu Yao was entangled.

Mo Xuan focuses on defense, and occasionally takes the initiative to attack, it seems that the purpose is to contain, not to divide the superior, but the big snake and the man fought fiercely, both of them have wounds, but the big snake is more, and the blood is drenched, which is very tragic.

Chen Yuan licked his lips, "It's me who underestimated you, but the spirit treasure in your body is almost unbearable." ”

The big snake just started to exchange blood for blood, killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, but the other party's recovery power was very amazing, which made Chen Yuan quite a headache, but there is no invincible means in this world.

The same is true of the Great Snake, who discovers that the opponent's weakness is stamina, and as long as he passes a critical value, he will be defeated.

This is when the situation is reversed.

He attacked with his sword after sword, like a storm.

Sure enough, the next moment.

The serpent was panting, the wounds on the surface of the body were no longer healing, the skin was cracked, and the blood was gushing out, and the bleak scene was difficult for people to look at.

Ultimately.

A chill flashed.

Chen Yuan stood on the ground, the long sword in his hand was stained with blood, and his body was a little shaky, but in the end, he stabilized, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his lips turned white.

"Woo ......"

The falcon flapped its wings and wailed.

"What are you crying about, I won, you have something to eat."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he squatted down to recuperate.

The ground is already blood-red, and 90% of it is the blood of the big snake, this snake is difficult to deal with, and its strength is very extraordinary, and now it has finally fallen.

Zhong Ting held his sword and fought back frantically, the sword aura was like frost, and in an instant, several people fell.

During the struggle, he suddenly realized that not only when, but his chest had been punctured, blood had penetrated his clothes, his strength was gradually disappearing, and his palms were numb.

In a trance, he heard someone shouting, and when he opened his eyes, it was a group of figures attacking and killing.

"Keep your mouth alive!"

Zhong Ting was besieged, he had been injured in many places, he had lost too much blood, his face was pale, and a sense of dizziness came to him.

At this point, he had only one thought: "It's over." ”

It's that pessimistic.

There will be no miracles, and he is bitter in his heart: "My life is really bitter......"

Eventually, he collapsed.

Ding Ruan laughed and stepped forward and kicked twice to vent his anger.

"You're not very good at pretending, and now you don't think like a dead dog."

Mo Xuan drank heavily.

When everyone in the Zhenling Division heard this, they stopped, and Ding Ruan wanted to make up for his two feet, but was stopped.

Zhong Ting finally fell to the ground, the fainting sensation hit, the pain disappeared, and the "buzzing" ringing in his ears, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear anything.

Mo Xuan saw that Zhong Ting had been captured, and suddenly, the qi on his body exploded, and the long rainbow pierced the sun, repelling Lu Yao with a sword, and then, the sky was full of sword rain, which was terrifying.

Lu Yao's strength was also terrifying, Zhong Ting was captured, his heart was suddenly irritable, his aura climbed to the peak, and he entered the rampage mode, colliding with Mo Xuan without any skills.

In the end, both sides lost.

Mo Xuan sat on the ground, a pill appeared in his palm, and after taking it, the blood on the wound on his body was removed, and his qi was slowly recovering.

Lu Yao doesn't have such good resources, now he is poor and two hundred, he has nothing, he can only use his skills to heal his injuries, and the sword qi left on his body is constantly raging, and he grins in pain.

"It's planted here today......"

He caught a glimpse of Zhong Ting in a coma, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this battle was a fiasco.

A moment later.

Mo Xuan got up and saw that Zhong Ting had been tied up, and the big snake had fallen to the ground, and he looked around, and the faces of everyone in the Zhenling Division were tired, and they were obviously not relaxed.

Someone stepped forward to report: "Of the 22 people on this trip, three were seriously injured, 10 were slightly injured, and no one died." ”

Mo Xuan nodded, and moved to the place where the big snake fell, the blood soaked a large area of soil, and the air was filled with a fishy smell.

He frowned slightly, stepped forward to check, the big snake's body was motionless, he couldn't feel any qi, he sighed, after all, the other party had been kind to him.

"Leave two people and bury them."

Mo Xuan turned around.

"Whoa..."

The falcon on Chen Yuan's shoulder screamed, he patted it, and said:

"Go ahead, eat less."

Mo Xuan frowned slightly, but still didn't say anything.

"Hiss ......"

Suddenly, a creepy voice came from behind him, and suddenly, a dangerous aura emanated.

"All back!"

Mo Xuan's complexion changed, his heart smacked, and then his body retreated, but it was too late.

The color of blood on the ground changed abruptly, turning into thousands of threads, climbing, dancing, like ribbons, becoming longer and thicker, and in an instant, the entire space within a radius of 100 meters was enveloped in it.

Thousands of red chains danced wildly, Xiao Qi was frightened, hurriedly flapped his wings, and flew towards the sky.

But a hundred meters above, it is still blocked.

"Bang...".

A large bird falls.

Chen Zhen frowned, stepped forward and held Xiao Qi in the palm of his hand, checked, and then breathed a sigh of relief, just unconscious.

And this was just the beginning, countless red chains "banged", dancing like a fierce ghost asking for their lives, and attacked and killed everyone.

The Zhen Ling Division held a sword and everyone struggled to resist.

"Bell Bell Bell ......"

The chains are as strong as a thousand pounds, indestructible, and the long sword is weak, and it will collapse when touched, but the strange attack does not stop, and a raid comes, like a ghost, making everyone fall into panic.

"Adult ......"

Someone can't afford to ask for help.

Mo Xuan was calm and calm, his gaze swept to the side of the big snake, but his huge body still did not move.

"It's not him......"

His eyes were like torches, he looked around, raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Which senior is it, please show up." ”

The wind stroked.

No one answered, but the red chains were still dancing wildly.

Chen Yuan sneered, "Where is the evil, pretending to be a god and a devil!" ”

"Boom la la ......"

As his voice fell, dozens of chains struck him.

"Bell..."

The long sword collided, and the chain was split in two, but the huge impact force also knocked Chen Yuan back dozens of steps.

In mid-air, the severed chains healed again.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan frowned.

Mo Xuan's heart was awe-inspiring, at this moment he knew that the people in the secret were very strong.

The atmosphere was in a state of eerie importance.

However, Lu Yao's heart blossomed, and there was no end to the road of the donkey, and at the same time quietly urged the exercises to heal his wounds, preparing to find an opportunity to take advantage of the chaos to kill out.