"A few damn births, don't get your way!"

Huo Tao, who had a grim face, saw that the old man in yellow was being targeted by the curly-haired young man in the gray-clothed monk, and he was instantly furious, and he drew his sword and was about to step forward to support.

And the monk surnamed Wu of the Fuyou Sect and the middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi of Luoxing Valley with a beard on his face were restrained by the old man in gray, and the old man in gray broke out with strong spiritual power fluctuations in his gestures, and the power of the true yuan was soft and strong, and at the same time, the power of the edge was hidden, and in less than a dozen rounds, the monk surnamed Wu and the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who had cultivated at the peak of the half-step Condensation Gang Realm were suppressed.

As for the old man in yellow, he originally wanted to join forces with the middle-aged man surnamed Wu and the monk of Luoxing Valley to deal with the gray-clothed old man in front of him whose aura was infinitely close to the Condensing Gang Realm, but he was quickly stopped by the middle-aged man surnamed Suo in the gray robe, and was soon beaten to the point that he had no power to fight back, this middle-aged man surnamed Suo had a black and inconspicuous long sword in his hand like a spirit snake flying, and at the same time, his left hand sketched a mysterious posture from time to time, and cast an extremely powerful Dao technique, forcing the old man in yellow who had not had time to recover after the fierce battle at all.

At this time, Huo Tao's eyes with a cold face burst out with amazing murderous intent, the sword aura in his hand was calm, and he carried a strong sharp sword intent towards the middle-aged man surnamed Suo, and several bright sword lights were intertwined, which seemed to form a wave-like wave, which was bound to completely strangle the middle-aged surnamed Suo.

However, he didn't expect that the middle-aged man surnamed Suo pinched the trick in his hand and released the power of Zhenyuan in the air at a very fast speed, Zhenyuan constantly changed his form under his control, and he didn't care about Huo Tao's actions, and still tried his best to deal with the old man in yellow.

"The strength is good, but your opponent is not me!" The middle-aged man surnamed Suo looked at Huo Tao, who had come over, and said with a sneer.

As soon as the monk surnamed Suo's voice fell, Huo Tao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he found that a huge oval light curtain suddenly appeared in front of his sword qi in the sky.

A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, Huo Tao's sword qi "wave" seemed to hit a huge mountain rock, and then shattered and spread, and the light curtain on the opposite side only shook slightly, unharmed, as for the gray-clothed curly middle-aged man stood steadily in a figure of eight, his palms slightly raised, and the operation of the true yuan maintained the true yuan light curtain.

"Senior Brother Suo, just leave the people here to us!" The corners of the curly-haired young man's mouth rose slightly, and he said without looking back.

Huo Tao's face was a little ugly, obviously in the fight just now, he found that the young man on the other side who was slightly indifferent, looked younger than him, and his strength was much stronger than his own. In this way, let alone Huo Tao to save others, it is difficult to say whether he can protect himself.

"There's no need to be in such a hurry to die, none of you can escape!"

The curly-haired young man licked his lips, his palm flipped over, and a huge light curtain was formed in his body, and then his body was blurred, and he came straight to Huo Tao, his hands were like dragons and tigers fighting, and there were palm shadows and finger shadows of different shapes in the layers of light, like sharp arrows piercing the heart, and the power was almost no worse than that of the middle-aged monk surnamed Suo.

"I don't believe you're so powerful!"

Huo Tao let out a low snort, the long sword in his hand was vertically in front of him, there seemed to be a streamer flashing in his eyes, and then a powerful killing intent and sharp aura erupted from the long sword, and then the body and sword were united, and the whole body seemed to be integrated into the sword light, and collided head-on with the curly-haired middle-aged man, and then the two of them were full of energy, and the fast and sharp palm power and sword light made it difficult for ordinary people to get close.

"Tut-tut, alas, this Liuyunguan is worthy of being the seven-grade sect of the Yuandu Principality, and the strength of the young generation of geniuses is so powerful!"

Li Changyue hid in the jungle in the distance, and saw the scene of the fierce battle between the two sides with great interest, and saw that the monk of Liuyunguan had such strength, and temporarily gave up the plan to pick up the leak.

At this time, in the field, although the old man in yellow and the middle-aged man surnamed Wu had the advantage in numbers, they were quickly at a disadvantage, and the old man in gray was all over the sky, and at first glance, he thought that it was a strong man in the Ning Gang Realm.

And the other two gray-clothed young monks of Liuyun Temple entangled the three middle-aged monks of the Falling Star Valley and the woman surnamed Du of the Fuyou Sect respectively, making it difficult for these four to get out for a while. Especially the three middle-aged monks, their strength is much worse, only one of them has reached the late stage of qi refining, and the three of them were in danger of being forced by a middle-aged man with short hair and gray clothes, if it weren't for the close cooperation of the three of them, it is estimated that they would have been killed on the spot.

Fortunately, the woman surnamed Du of the Fuyou Sect has good strength, although she looks a lot more delicate, but she can still fight with another disciple of Liuyunguan with the realm of half-step condensation.

During the battle, the gray-clothed old man could still take a general look around the situation in the field, and saw that the few people on the opposite side were still resisting desperately, his nose snorted coldly, and he shouted coldly at the few people who couldn't get out: "Listen, hand over the Blood Yuan Fruit in your hands, and let you go this time!" ”

"No way, you're not thinking!" The already white face of the monk surnamed Wu became even paler, and his originally handsome face began to distort, "You have thought about it, you are a core disciple of the Floating Shadow Sect, do you have to get along with us!" ”

"Hehe, then you can die, don't say that the old man won't give you a chance!" The gray-clothed old man sneered, he didn't care about the name of the Floating Shadow Sect at all, and the strength in his hand increased by three points.

The middle-aged man surnamed Wu and the monk in Tsing Yi were staggered, with cold sweat on their faces, and the two barely resisted the attack of the old man in gray, and when they saw that it was difficult to parry, they glanced at each other.

"Let's go separately, this old man's strength is too strong, and the level of exercises and divine thoughts surpasses us too much!"

"But what about those junior brothers?"

"Pedanty, what to do at this time, how can you go out and travel without risk!"

……

The monk in Tsing Yi swung the broad-bladed long sword in his hand with all his might, and the momentum followed, and the cold light was like a cold star in the sky, which was much stronger than the other three monks in the Falling Star Valley, and he fought back several times, relieving the pressure a little, and then the beard on his face trembled slightly, and he seemed to have made a decision.

"What you say makes sense, let's withdraw!"

"Brother He's wise choice!"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi secretly communicated with the monk surnamed Wu and finally decided to go up to the top with thirty-six strategies, as for his teammates, there is a way that "dead friends do not die poor ways", how can they manage so much.

The two condensed their own ten percent true yuan, and at the same time burst out of the hole cards, a burst of brilliant light flashed, and the combined force of the two finally repelled the attack of the old man in gray, and then the two discussed it, and the body quickly fled in two directions.

The old man in yellow had a sinking face: "Brother Wu, Brother He, you are ......"

"Senior brother, save us......" The three Falling Star Valley monks on the other side also exclaimed.

……

Seeing the two of them take the opportunity to escape, the old man in yellow who was still struggling to support his face was shocked, knowing that he could no longer be entangled like this, at present, his own dantian spiritual power was seriously depleted, and the true yuan in his body had already begun to fail, if it were not for his own high cultivation as the foundation, I am afraid that he would have been taken down by the enemy long ago.

Huo Tao was also facing the same embarrassment at this time, although he relied on a good kendo realm and a condensed true yuan to fight for dozens of rounds with the curly-haired youth, but after all, the other party was an elite disciple of the Seven-Rank Great Sect, and a half-step condensation realm, and he would definitely not be worse than him in terms of cultivation and exercises, so after barely supporting for a while, he began to gradually lose his strength, and his heart was very anxious.

The situation of the woman surnamed Du was much better than the others, when she saw that Senior Brother Wu who was with her had absolutely broken through, so she attacked and found a gap and flew away, the face of the short-haired gray-clothed young man on the opposite side wrinkled slightly, with a look of anger, and she did not get up to chase at that time, but rolled her eyes and looked at the three Falling Star Valley monks who were oppressed by their own people and their legs and feet were weak.

With a bang, the figure of the short-haired gray-clothed young man was like a streamer, passing through the three Falling Star Valley monks, and a strong sharp intent split into two, almost passing two of the three at the same time.

"Uh...... I ......"

"Senior brother!"

"Ah......h

With two sounds, two Falling Star Valley monks with slightly weaker cultivation were taken advantage of by the short-haired gray-clothed young man to cut off their necks and waists respectively, and blood spurted out.

As for the Falling Star Valley monk who was at the peak of the late stage of qi refining, he did not escape the fate of being killed, he lost the confrontation of his two companions, and he was killed by the gray-clothed young monk who suppressed the three of them with a sword.

"Senior Brother Huo, let's go!" The old man in yellow shouted.

And at the moment when the woman surnamed Du also evacuated, the old man in yellow, Senior Brother Xia and Huo Tao, the two "sympathetic" guys, couldn't drag it out any longer, and hurriedly withdrew with all their might, and the old man in yellow even used a powerful defensive talisman to temporarily block the powerful offensive of the two people opposite, taking this opportunity to retreat violently with Huo Tao's figure, and fled into the distance almost at the same time.

"High-level talismans?" The middle-aged man surnamed Suo frowned, and then snorted coldly, "Stop them!" ”

The old man in yellow and Huo Tao, who hadn't run far, were soon entangled by the three young monks of Liuyunguan again, and soon fell into a bitter battle again.

Besides, the monk in Tsing Yi listened to the advice of the monk surnamed Wu and planned to flee, but what he didn't expect was that the old man in gray saw that the monk surnamed Wu and the nun surnamed Du were together, and estimated the strength of the nun surnamed Du.

"Ah, damn it!"

The old man in Tsing Yi sensed that a powerful aura was approaching behind him, his face instantly became very ugly, and he pinched the trick with one hand, obviously using a secret method, and then a strong spiritual power fluctuation erupted on his body, and the qi and blood in his body wrapped around his body, and the speed was several points faster than before, and he finally barely opened a little distance from the old man in gray.

On the other side, Senior Brother Wu, who was evacuated with the woman surnamed Du, saw the situation behind him and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Fortunately, Senior Sister Du, the luck of the two of us is okay, with them delaying for a while, it is enough for us to evacuate!" ”

"That's right, this time it's really dangerous, I didn't expect Liuyun Guan to dispatch so many core disciples!"

"I'll settle this account with them later!" The monk surnamed Wu said viciously.

After a while, the two of them had already galloped for several miles, although the physical consumption of the two was quite large, but they did not have the slightest intention of stopping, for fear that the old man in gray and others behind him would catch up again.

However, what Senior Brother Wu and the woman surnamed Du didn't expect was that the moment Li Changyue saw them fleeing, he quietly operated his body and left.

"Haha, that guy from Liuyunguan shouldn't be able to catch up...... Belch...... Not good! ”

Just when the monk surnamed Wu sensed the sound of a fierce fight coming from behind him and his expression relaxed, several lightning-fast swords came to his eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to resist.

"It hurts, ah, someone attacked...... It hurts! ”

However, before he could stop the rapid sword light in front of him, his body seemed to be restrained for a moment, and at the same time, the woman surnamed Du on her side suddenly felt a headache and dizziness, and watched a sharp sword aura cross the neck of the monk surnamed Wu.