Wu Qianchen, a true disciple of the true lineage, brought hundreds of inner disciples to this place to find this demon tribe, and while fighting with the other party, he also sent a message to the spirit crane and summoned the nearby disciples to gather here.

As long as this demon tribe can be exterminated, then all the disciples of the Liuyun Sect who participated in the war will receive incomparably rich spoils, and when they return to the sect, they will be able to obtain rich sect rewards.

Because of this, the thousands of Liuyun Sect disciples who had gathered here would have a high morale and bravely attack.

When Du Feiyun and his party came here, the fighting situation between the two sides had been stalemate for nearly two hours, and many outer disciples and a small number of inner disciples had always been blocked at the foot of the mountain, unable to rush to the top of the mountain peak to support Wu Qianchen and the others.

At the top of the mountain peak, Wu Qianchen led nine inner disciples who had reached the innate stage, and they were fighting fiercely against the demons of the nine demon king realms. Below the square, hundreds of inner disciples in the late stage of qi refining fought against more than a hundred demon general-level demons.

The situation in the field has always been stalemate, and even the disciples of the Liuyun Sect are still slightly at a disadvantage. If it weren't for the fact that the disciples of the Liuyun Sect had all practiced the combined attack formation, I was afraid that it would be difficult to resist the attack of the demon clan.

Du Feiyun and Ning Xuewei also quickly joined the battle group, each holding a magic weapon and joining forces to attack those demon soldiers. Ning Xuewei and the five female disciples joined forces to form a Tibetan Ice Sword Array, and each other's Yuan Force supported and blended with each other, and their power suddenly increased greatly, splashing out of the ice blue brilliant brilliance, and constantly killing one demon soldier after another.

Du Feiyun held the sword trick in his left hand, and the crimson magic sword in his right hand, stepping on the clouds under his feet, and his figure wandered around the field. Although there were fierce battles of Liuyun Sect disciples and demons all around, his figure was extremely agile, and he did not lag at all, as slippery as a swimming fish.

He shuttled through the crowd, but whenever he saw an opportunity, he took the opportunity to use the Dragon Sword Technique, and quickly slashed one demon after another with a violent sword light.

Blood was constantly splashing, including the purple blood of the demon clan and the dark red blood of the disciples of the Liuyun Sect. Every time the sword light flashed, someone was injured or killed, and every time the light of the Yuan Force flashed, a demon clan fell.

The fierce sword qi, the brilliant sword light, and the brilliant Yuan Li brilliance shrouded the sky, like a raging storm pouring down, constantly harvesting life.

On the ground, there were still warm corpses lying everywhere, stumps and severed arms could be seen everywhere, and Yin Yin's blood gathered into a stream, flowing on the ground, trampled and splashed with blood.

In the midst of a chaotic battle, you must watch and listen to all directions, otherwise you will be hacked to death if you are not careful. Fortunately, Du Feiyun's walking steps have long been extremely skillful, his body is agile and ghostly, and he is rarely attacked, and he can always avoid danger every time he is critical.

Moreover, he was wearing the top-grade magic weapon armor that Xue Bing had refined for him, and even if he was occasionally hit by the demon with a heavy sword twice, it was only a concussion of qi and blood in his internal organs, and he was not seriously injured.

While fighting fiercely with the demons, he did not forget to cut off the ears of those demon generals who were killed and put them in the storage space in the Nine Dragons Ding. If you take these things back, you can hand in tasks and exchange them for rich rewards.

Disciples of the Liuyun Sect continued to come around and join the battle group, and the battle gradually became white-hot. In just two hours, the incomparably powerful Yuan Force in Du Feiyun's body was gradually exhausted, and he had to retreat to a safe place and take Hui Yuan Dan to restore Yuan Li.

After the Yuan Force was regained and recharged, he rushed into the battle group again and continued to slash and harvest the lives of the demon soldiers. Ning Xuewei and the five inner disciples, while fighting against the enemy, also paid attention to Du Feiyun's movements, but whenever he encountered danger, he would always help in time.

Ning Xuewei and several female disciples were secretly frightened when they saw Du Feiyun shuttling freely in the battle array, his body was agile and elegant, like a ghost, and they were all secretly frightened, and they admired his clever body very much.

Moreover, the eyes of several people were also extraordinary, and they could naturally see that the sword technique used by Du Feiyun was an extremely clever spell, and it was definitely not the Breeze Breeze Cloud Sword practiced by the disciples of the Inner and Outer Sects of the Liuyun Sect.

In the bottom of their hearts, Ning Xuewei and several disciples secretly speculated that Du Feiyun must have another adventure and an opportunity that they didn't know. Thinking of this, Ning Xuewei's heart was also a little envious, because her intuition told her that Du Feiyun's future achievements would definitely shock the entire Liuyun Sect. ,

Because, among the true disciples in the Liuyun Sect, most of them have their own unique encounters and opportunities, and they also have great luck. Only a monk with such opportunity and luck can stand out and become a leader in the sect and an elite disciple.

Du Feiyun in front of him, everything he showed showed that he, like those true disciples, also had opportunities and opportunities, if it went well, he would definitely have great luck in the future, and his achievements would be extraordinary.

Ning Xuewei was thinking like this in her heart, but she found that the demon soldiers at the foot of the mountain seemed to have received an order, and they actually retreated like a tide, and they all returned towards the peak.

On the top of the mountain, there are the elites of this demon tribe, the powerhouses of the nine demon king realms, and more than a hundred demon generals.

Once the more than 1,000 demon soldiers returned to the top of the mountain, they would inevitably be surrounded by Wu Qianchen and more than a hundred inner disciples. At that time, Wu Qianchen and the more than 100 inner disciples would be in danger.

Ning Xuewei quickly figured these things out in her heart, and even with her five female disciples, she chased and killed the demon soldiers all the way, rushing towards the mountain peak. The rest of the many Liuyun Sect disciples also chased and killed all the way with morale, rushing towards the top of the mountain.

Du Feiyun also followed the crowd, followed by Ning Xuewei and the six of them, and rushed all the way to the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain, above the huge square, the demon king powerhouse wearing black iron armor and holding a spear flapped the purple wings behind him, looking at Wu Qianchen from afar.

"Wu Qianchen, over the years, you have come to attack my Duanyang tribe many times, do you really think that I Duanyang can't help you?"

"Today, since you rushed up so arrogantly and arrogantly, and dared to start a war with me even if you were undermanned, then you will stay here forever!"

Demon King Duanyang is the leader of the Duanyang tribe, in the past ten years, Wu Qianchen has fought with him many times, I don't know how many demon warriors he killed, but every time he can get out.

Yes, the demon king Duanyang had already hated Wu Qianchen, and he couldn't wait to shoot this little white face to death. At this time, Duanyang's face was full of fierce murderous aura, and his words were full of anger, in a vain attempt to shake Wu Qianchen's confidence.

It's just that there is a hidden worry hidden in his silver eyes. "Wu Qianchen, this bastard, if you don't come sooner or later, you actually came when I just got the clue to the Demon Emperor's Treasure Vault, it's really hateful!"

"I don't know if Duanmu has opened the seal, I still have to fight quickly to drive Wu Tianchen away, and rush back as soon as possible to help Duanmu break the seal of the Demon Emperor Catalog, otherwise it will be a failure. ”

Wu Tianchen, who was dressed in a white robe, gently flapped his golden wings, with one hand behind him, and a golden sword with a zhang long sword in the other, looking at the demon king Duanyang who was hundreds of zhang away with a playful face.

"Duanyang, don't talk nonsense. As a Xuanmen monk, it is my duty to slay demons and eliminate demons. Since I dare to come to your Duanyang tribe today, I am bound to exterminate you all. ”

Wu Qianchen's whole body was filled with brilliant golden Yuan Li brilliance, reflecting his fair face, and his powerful self-confidence was even more dazzling. Even though he knew that he would soon be besieged by the demon soldiers who came forward, he still had an unchanged face and was full of confidence.

However, who can know that there is also a trace of worry hidden in his confident eyes, and even at this time, his heart is a little shaken, and he hesitates to leave.

It's just that he did a good job of hiding this worry and didn't let anyone see it. Otherwise, the nearly 1,000 disciples of the Cloud Sect on the mountain peak would inevitably be disheartened and retreat when they learned of his hidden worries.

At that time, it will inevitably tarnish his reputation and affect his prestige in the Liuyun Sect. He is the elite among the True Transmission disciples, and he is also the most promising of the dozen True Transmission disciples who will compete for the position of the head of the family, and any factors that are unfavorable to him may affect his plan to compete for the position of the head of the family.

"Damn, it's been two hours since the appointed time, why hasn't this bastard Yan Feixiong come yet? Hold on for another quarter of an hour, if he doesn't bring someone with him, then I'll have to retreat with someone." ”

While confidently confronting the demon king Duanyang, Wu Qianchen's eyes occasionally glanced at the foot of the mountain, but his heart was becoming more and more disappointed. Because, the expected reinforcements are still missing.

At this time, the more than 1,000 demon soldiers had already retreated to the top of the mountain, and they were all attacking the inner disciples in the square. At the same time, the nine Demon King powerhouses flying in the air also burst into bloody brilliance together, and once again launched a fierce attack on the innate disciples of the Liuyun Sect. ,

The corners of Duanyang's mouth showed a cruel smile, and the spear in his hand shook, and suddenly condensed a blood-colored spear more than two zhang long, which was as transparent as a spar, extremely powerful and indestructible.

"Dance and take your life!"

An angry roar erupted, and the scarlet cloak on Duanyang's shoulders danced, and a large area of blood-red light suddenly burst out around his body, holding a huge gun in both hands, jumping high and stabbing towards Wu Tianchen fiercely.

A distance of 100 zhang, in the blink of an eye, the huge gun shadow of more than three zhang long, like a long rainbow through the sun, rushed to the chest of Wu Qianchen.

Wu Qianchen hurriedly pulled back, his wings fluttered rapidly, his body exploded back a hundred feet away, and the sword trick in his right hand was pinched again and again, and the golden giant sword suddenly shot out, stabbing out thousands of sword shadows, and bombarding the huge spear head-on.

Bang!

One after another, the golden sword flowers were smashed by the crimson giant spear, shattering like fireworks, and suddenly splashed with golden light in the sky. Facing each other head-on, thousands of sword lights and huge blood-red spears all dissipated at the same time.

The two were again evenly matched and tied. It's just that Wu Qianchen's eyes saw that on the square, the inner disciples were being besieged by demon soldiers and suffered heavy casualties.

Looking at the foot of the mountain peak in the distance, the expected reinforcements still did not appear, and a trace of hatred flashed in Wu Qianchen's eyes.

Fall back!

For today's plan, the only way to do this is to retreat, otherwise, if the stalemate continues, the disciples of the Liuyun Sect will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

At this moment, the lives of the disciples of the sect were at stake, and he didn't care about any face, so he didn't hesitate to order a retreat.

At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly caught glimpse out of the corner of his eye, and when he saw the man, a strange color suddenly appeared on his face.