I don't know that among the ruins that have been silent for thousands of years, there are dozens of huge stone figurines rushing on the streets, rolling up the sand and soil, making the ruins even more dim and dilapidated.

The formations on the streets had dispersed, and the stone figurines formed a large circle, gradually indenting towards the center of the ruins.

On the large platform in the center of the ruins, the disciples of the Luoxia Sect gathered here.

Their expressions were solemn, their shoulders were covered with armor, their spiritual power was faintly fluctuating, and the weapons and magic weapons in their hands shone with a palpitating coldness, and a murderous aura enveloped the audience.

The disciples looked at them steadfastly, condensing the front, and they were waiting for a great battle to come.

The rumbling and fighting sounds in the ruins continued, like a muffled thunder echoing in a low voice, and I saw that on the avenue ahead, a team came in a mighty way.

In front of the team, there were Duan Han, Su Yuan, and Cheng Fei in front of the road.

They were full of evil spirits, and their eyes were fierce, like three killing gods, and they rushed towards them with invincible momentum.

Behind the procession, the stone remains of countless stone figurines turned into powder and scattered all over the streets, silently telling the cruelty and tragedy of war.

Duan Han slammed the silver spear to the ground, and the team behind him stopped.

He looked at the disciples of the Luoxia Sect in front of him, and couldn't help but sneer: "Hehe, you specially brought us here, are you planning to make a last fight with us?" But just because you rabble want to fight us, I don't think it's better to dream! ”

He Qing pointed at Duan Han's nose and scolded: "Duan Han, you shameless bastard, we Luoxia Sect have cultivated you for so many years, it is better to raise a guard dog!" If you want to fight, you have to fight and talk less! ”

Duan Han's eyes were cold, and the fingers holding the silver gun "clicked".

Su Yuan took a step forward and said quietly: "Our Kunlun Sword Pavilion has only one request, and that is to hand over Lin Dongjiu. If you shield that demon again, don't blame our Kunlun Sword Pavilion and the Fengyin Sect for attacking you! ”

He Qing scolded directly: "Oh, what the fuck says is better than what you sing, how can my eldest brother be slandered by you!"

If you Kunlun Sword Pavilion want to attack us, don't find some high-sounding reasons, and let the horse come over quickly!

Oh, I almost forgot, you seedless egg, where did you get the seed! ”

The disciples laughed when they heard this, and they all echoed it, and the meaning of ridicule was fully revealed.

Su Yuan's chest rose and fell with anger, where had he been insulted like this, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and the sword in his hand had already stabbed out uncontrollably:

"Sharp-toothed boy, give me death!"

Cheng Fei's face changed, and he just wanted to hold him, but when he saw that Su Yuan had already rushed out, he hurriedly shouted:

"Come back quickly, he's a radical general!"

He Qing smiled contemptuously and stepped back into the crowd.

Su Yuan slashed with a sword, and the huge sword light rushed towards the crowd like a rushing turbulence.

Although the disciples were not in a panic, they quickly dispersed to both sides, Hua Yueyao, who was hiding in the crowd, jumped up, she held the ice sword and slashed down against the flying sword, Su Yuan's sword suddenly broke, turning into a sky of luminous light and dissipating in the air.

"Flower Fairy, you... Are you really going to fight against that demon and me all the time! ”

Su Yuan felt that his heart was beating wildly, and it was as uncomfortable as if it was about to explode.

The great and suppressed anger made him roar like a beast, and the original personable appearance seemed to be just his disguise, and when he completely peeled off the mask, he revealed a hideous face twisted together with resentment.

Hua Yueyao looked at him coldly, and didn't even tremble her thin lips, as if she didn't bother to say another word to him.

"I said Su Yuan, what are you jealous of?"

Lin Dongjiu walked out of the crowd, he walked to Hua Yueyao's side, glanced at Su Yuan quite defiantly, and then took Hua Yueyao's jade hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it gently.

"Poop!"

Hua Yueyao's arm stiffened, and she almost retracted her hand like an electric shock.

Although she had been prepared, she was still taken aback by Lin Dongjiu's sudden "drama".

When discussing tactics at the beginning, Lin Dongjiu told her that she was just pretending to hold hands in order to provoke Su Yuan.

Who would have thought that this scoundrel would take advantage of her in front of so many people, and he was so arrogant that he even opened his mouth.

Hua Yueyao glared at Lin Dongjiu fiercely, there was an indescribable resentment in her cold eyes, but she had promised him in advance, in order not to show her stuffing, she resisted the urge to beat Lin Dongjiu, and did not break free.

However, in Su Yuan's eyes, Hua Yueyao's gaze at Lin Dongjiu was resentful, and it was clearly a strong attachment and shyness.

This is a picture that has appeared in his dreams countless times, but the man next to the flower fairy is not only not him, but a little white face who is more than a little worse than him, a nameless person who only practices qi!

Where is this little white face better than me!

Su Yuan couldn't figure it out, his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and the reason in his eyes had long been replaced by madness.

He wanted to kill Lin Dongjiu, even if he let Lin Dongjiu live for one more second, it would be like being in hell for him.

He wants Lin Dongjiu to die now!

"Yueyao, let's go."

Lin Dongjiu took Hua Yueyao's hand, took two steps and one step, and walked towards the buildings in the distance.

The back left for him is like a pair of fairy couples walking in the red dust.

"Ahh Don't run! Lin Dongjiu, I'm going to kill you! ”

Su Yuan's eyes were about to split, and his violent murderous aura rose to the sky, and his whole person was like a sharp sword, killing Lin Dongjiu and the others.

Lin Dongjiu sneered when he heard this, and the pace under his feet accelerated even more, and in the blink of an eye, he opened a long distance from everyone.

Duan Han and Cheng Fei glanced at each other and shouted to the disciples below:

"Kill all the disciples of the Luoxia Sect for me, and leave no one behind!"

With that, the two quickly chased after them.

"Yes!!"

The disciples of the Fengyin Sect and the Kunlun Sword Pavilion responded in unison, raised their weapons and went to the big platform to kill.

"The disciples of the Luoxia Sect listen to the order, if this battle is not successful, they will become benevolent, kill me!"

Jiang Yunli came to the front of the formation and took the lead in raising his sword and charging.

"Kill!!"

Feng Yinmen and other disciples felt that the person who charged actually had the cultivation of Yingguan Realm, and they couldn't help but shrink their pupils, and secretly said in their hearts that it was not good, but they had to send the arrow on the string, and they all killed it head-on.

This is the meaning of Lin Dongjiu's division of the battlefield, the first battlefield is already in the Yingguan realm, Jiang Yunli is in charge, so that not only can the casualties be minimized, but it is only a matter of time before the war is won.

The second battlefield was dominated by Lin Dongjiu and Hua Yueyao, and the two of them lured the enemy deep first, keeping Duan Han, Su Yuan and others away from the first battlefield, so that they could not interfere in the battle of the first battlefield.

In this way, when the war on the first battlefield is over, the remaining forces can quickly support the second battlefield and catch Su Yuan and them off guard.

If there is no accident, the tactics of breaking one by one and annihilating in one fell swoop will be brought into full play by Lin Dongjiu, and the direction of the war will be perfectly controlled in his hands.

And the reality is exactly like this, the first battlefield is chaotic, and the collision of spells reflects half of the sky as red as if it is on fire.

Jiang Yunli was even more like a hungry wolf rushing into the flock, chasing and biting the enemy.

The pressure of the enemy increased in vain, the rhythm was disrupted in an instant, and the dominance of the battlefield was firmly held in the hands of the Luoxia Sect.

In less than half an hour, the disciples of the Luoxia Sect will wash the entire battlefield in blood!

Lin Dongjiu's second battlefield was a large open space, but it was the terrifying impact of their fight that leveled the nearby buildings.

Su Yuan was already red-eyed, and the spiritual power on his body vented out as if he was dying, and the countless swords he swung out smashed towards Lin Dongjiu and Hua Yueyao like hailstones.

Hua Yueyao's face was cold, she twisted her waist, and the ice-blue fairy skirt drew a graceful arc in the air.

The dots of spiritual power condensed on her slender jade hand, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a star falling, bursting out with dazzling light, covering Su Yuan in it.

Cheng Fei held the double blades in his hand, licked his lips with his scarlet tongue, and rushed into the light with a dodge, tangled with Hua Yueyao.

It's not like fighting for the Heavenly Destiny Fruit, this time it's a complete tear of the skin, Cheng Fei and Su Yuan won't have any reservations, every move is at Hua Yueyao's vital point, and the move is enough to be fatal.

Although Hua Yueyao was still able to defeat one against two, it was obviously not as easy as last time, and there were faint signs of being suppressed by Su Yuan and Cheng Fei.

The reason why she was desperately dragging Su Yuan and Cheng Fei was completely to give Lin Dongjiu a chance to face off against Duan Han.

And Lin Dongjiu and Duan Han had already started a fierce fight, Duan Han waved his hand to resist Lin Dongjiu's fists and feet, as if he didn't take him seriously at all, and said casually:

"Lin Dongjiu, if you don't enter the secret realm, you may be able to live a few more days, but you want to come to die, then it's no wonder to me.

However, since the day you sinned against me, your fate has been doomed to die at my hands.

If you want to blame, blame you for offending who is not good, but you don't have a long eye to offend me! ”

Lin Dongjiu took a step back, he took out the blue light sword, and his body released a murderous aura like a substance:

"Duan Han, the grievances between you and me will end here, today, either you die or I die!"

"Very good, you are still as confident as ever, then I will cut off your limbs first, and then ravage Su Ruxue's little slut to death in front of you!"

Duan Han's gaze sharpened, and the spiritual power of the Ying Guan Realm exploded, and a strong spiritual power storm rose from the ground.

He let out a long howl, the screeching of the tip of the gun that rattled his eardrums.

Duan Han kicked his feet, the ground under his feet immediately collapsed, and the figure flashed in front of Lin Dongjiu, and a shot was stabbed, but thousands of gun shadows were formed, if he was stabbed, Lin Dongjiu would be stabbed into a sieve in an instant.

Lin Dongjiu ran the phantom flash, and the blue light sword slammed down towards the shadow of the gun, and countless phantom butterflies collided with the shadow of the gun and made a crackling explosion.

Lin Dongjiu held the sword in both hands, and the spiritual power in the dantian was instantly compressed together, and it was transported along his meridians to his arm.

The sleeves of his arms had been stretched out by bulging muscles, and Lin Dongjiu's eyes reflected a beautiful picture, where there were mountains undulating and peaks stacked on top of each other.

And he stands proudly on the top of the mountain, standing on the cliff, like a god of war who has endured thousands of catastrophes, looking down on the 100,000 mountains in the world.

At this moment, Lin Dongjiu's momentum changed greatly, a palpitating coercion was released, his figure continued to become taller, and a sword slashed down, accompanied by a low groan, and the hundred thousand mountains were split in half by the sword that cut through the sky.

"Swinging Mountain Song!"

The moment Duan Han noticed the change in Lin Dongjiu's momentum, a trace of solemnity flashed on his face.

As Lin Dongjiu's sword fell, the piercing sword roar turned into a majestic and tragic mountain song echoing in his ears, and at this time, he could no longer find the slightest contempt and disdain on his face.

Duan Han's eyes widened, and his pupils shrank together.

He clenched the silver spear in his hand, the blood vessels that burst out of his arm were clearly visible, and he picked it out with one shot, facing the opening picture scroll that shook Lin Dongjiu.