Fang blocked the offensive of the Martial Spirit Hall outside, and the corner temporarily suppressed the four Titled Douluo inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, but the rest of the Soul Douluo and the others, they couldn't free up their hands to clean up.

Although the fire was under control, the speed at which the rest of the Wuhun Hall moved was much faster.

Although the heart can invalidate the soul skill, it cannot resist physical attacks, so it is also more than enough to have more than enough strength.

In the shadow of the sword and sword, those who fought to the death and desperately held on fell one by one. As one of the upper three sects, the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect is an auxiliary sect, but it also has more than 2,000 disciples.

And the casualty toll at the inner door is rising.

Jiao's brows furrowed fiercely, and he opened his mouth to his heart: "Heart, you see how long it will take for the pavilion master to arrive, and the way to deal with these people will have to be decided by the pavilion master."

Knowing this, he began to sense the direction of the Pavilion Master's token.

At the same time, she was also distracted and constantly used her handsless hands to help the disciples of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect resist the soul technique attacks of the Martial Spirit Palace.

"I sensed it!" The warm jade in his chest fluctuated, and soon, the three nights of the corner room received Yu Qingqian's order: "Title Douluo and Contra Douluo are all killed, leaving no mouth alive." All the rest are stunned and thrown out!"

Almost at the same time, the corner and the room moved instantaneously.

"Eighth Soul Technique, Black Glass!" The pitch-black gelatinous liquid silently seeped out from the glazed tiles, climbing up the bodies of the four Titled Douluo like maggots on tarsal bones, trying to devour and cover the people.

Of course, they would not give in to this, and they all desperately urged their soul skills to try to break this confinement.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Flame Blast!"

"Ninth Soul Technique, Killer Palm!"

The four Titled Douluo erupted at the same time, and their power was naturally not to be underestimated.

In the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, those with low cultivation could not bear it and fainted.

The heart smoothly blocks the fluctuations of the soul skill and will hide on the bridge

Outside the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, the people trapped by the martial spirits of the house also tried to break the confinement.

Fang slowly raised his hands, his fingers moved slightly, and the wind and thunder umbrella made a loud electric sound. "Eighth Soul Skill, Wind Power Turns Rain."

Countless wind blades and lightning poured down like heavy rain, the sound of electric shocks accompanied by screams kept coming, and a few wisps of barbecued meat wafted out of the air.

Fang shrugged his nose, dodged the sword behind him, which was not strong in attack, and turned his head to look over.

Fang frowned slightly, and said to the distance not far to the right, "What are you doing? Don't you see I'm helping you?"

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Not far away, a large tree stood still and was blown by the wind, dropping a few leaves.

Chenxin tugged at the corners of his mouth speechlessly, stood behind the room and patted him, "I'm here."

Fang immediately turned around, and a hint of inconspicuous embarrassment appeared on his face: "Haha, I'm sorry, I'm old and presbyopia, I hope to understand."

Fang, an old, forty-year-old single person said that his eyes have not been easy to use since he was a child.

"Kendo Dust Heart!" The Titled Douluo who was trapped under the Wind Thunder Umbrella was obviously a little anxious.

First, because he was trapped, plus the two opposite sides were at the level of Super Douluo, he couldn't beat it at all; Another reason is that the other four Titled Douluo who directly attacked the inner gate have not come out for so long, and the longer it drags on, the easier it is to have an accident.

Dusty Xin is not a person who likes to talk to people, his eyes are cold, and he directly summons a martial spirit and beckons to that person.

Fang quickly cooperated to take back the wind and thunder umbrella, and did not forget to remind: "Whoever is that, you just kill that leader, and the others are useful for me!"

Of course, it was impossible for Kendo Dust Heart to listen to him.

The sneak attack on the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect caused heavy losses to the sect, how could he let it go easily.

He almost killed the Title Douluo on the opposite side with all his might, and by the way, he scraped the Contra Douluo who were rushing to death.

Fang was a little entangled, after all, the pavilion master ordered them not to kill those little cannon fodder, but now this situation is not very easy to solve.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and shouted at Dusty Heart, "Who,

Your sect doesn't have a lot of disciples who are out of town, you'd better rush to save them now, otherwise you won't have a chance at that time." I'll help you with these people!"

Dusty Heart made a pause, quickly made a trade-off, and finally took a deep look at the room, turning into a meteor and disappearing into the sky.

There are forty percent of the disciples who go out, and some of them can be saved.

Fang Jianren left, and directly clicked crookedly, making everyone present faint. In order to prevent the dizziness from being thorough, he did it again.

When Yu Qingqian arrived, Jiao, Fang, and Bone Douluo, with the assistance of Ning Fengzhi, killed all the Titled Douluo of the four lower four sects, and the rest were also cleaned up by Bone Douluo.

The three of Qinglong Sansu did not stop it, after all, those who came to the inner gate at least had the soul saint level, which was not much different from the task assigned by the pavilion master, I believe that after the pavilion master saw this, he would not say anything, after all, this hatred

Yu Qingqian naturally wouldn't say anything. It is also said that she did not think about it carefully, just thinking about how to minimize killing, but forgetting that people are emotional creatures, and many things cannot be judged by outsiders.

But how many of these killed souls will be devoured by the rakshasas?

When she left the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, she found that almost every person in the Martial Spirit Hall had a special mark on their body, and that mark seemed to be connected somewhere, and something was constantly being sent to it.

This may be the true purpose of the Rakshasas, to create more undead by causing killing, and the undead who die at the hands of those who have the Rakshasa mark will be transformed into his power.

"Pavilion Master." Jiao, Fang, and Xin said hello to Yu Qingqian, and nodded to the three people behind her, Dou, Nu, and Xu.

"Hmm." Yu Qing bowed his head and looked at Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo on the side.

With the assistance of Qinglong Sansu, the damage of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect is obviously not as much as in the original plot, but it is still as far as the eye can see, and it is full of corpses.

She pursed her lips and picked it up

"Uncle Ning, Bone Douluo, hello." Her face was serious, and her heart was complicated.

Unlike Ning Fengzhi when she first saw Yu Qingqian, she has changed so much over the years that Ning Fengzhi recognized people for a long time.

"Is it shallow?"

Yu Qingqian felt a little guilty in her heart, after all, Ning Fengzhi was her father's good friend, and she was still a little late.

"Uncle Ning, I'm sorry, we're late." Her hands behind her back clenched into fists. If it weren't for the future plan, she really wanted to rush to the Wuhun Hall now and take out that dead thing from the Rakshasa and beat it up.

Of course, the premise is that she has that strength.

Ning Fengzhi lost his mind for a moment, and he quickly came back to his senses: "It's not too late, it's not too late, thanks to your coming to help, the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect won't be destroyed. It's just."

It's just that the more than 2,000 disciples of his Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect have died at least one-fifth of them as far as the eye can see, and those disciples who went out can get away with escaping the pursuit of the Martial Spirit Palace?

"Uncle Ning, you can quickly arrange for the people of the sect to repair and transfer." Yu Qingqian glanced at the Xuanwu Sansu behind him, and asked them to deal with the people of the Martial Spirit Hall outside in the same way as in the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

Hearing from Fang, Sword Douluo went to bring back those disciples of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect who had gone out, hoping that he would be able to do so.

"Uncle Bone, go and have a look, I'll talk to this kid." Ning Fengzhi had something to ask Yu Qingqian.