The sudden explosion of the death of the demon luo and the sudden explosion of the Kunlun disciple's silent and heroic surprise attack by the gray-clothed Kunlun disciple instantly caused the red-robed man to suffer a heavy blow.

At this moment, at least dozens of red-robed cultivators died miserably at the same time with the blood mist that burst out of their bodies, as if they had been cut by an invisible sickle, and almost all of the red-robed cultivators who rushed to the front fell down in unison. But the degree to which these red-robed people rushed forward was not greatly affected.

Although the red-robed people at the front inevitably had fear in their hearts and wanted to run back, their bodies still involuntarily rushed forward.

Because more red-robed people rushed up behind him, even if they had the idea of retreating, at this time, most of the red-robed people were like a small crab swept by the trend, surging forward with the tide.

The red-robed people fell, but there were more red-robed people who rushed up in the blood mist and flames behind, and the positions of those dead red-robed people were filled in an instant, and another overwhelming burst of white bone phosphorus rockets fell like a torrential rain, and dozens of Kunlun disciples who had just roared and appeared were all pierced by the white flame hole with a spicy and fishy smell.

At this moment, a torrent of dark colors suddenly surged from the front of these red-robed people, and at the front was still a gray figure, followed by more than forty sword disciples wearing dark robes.

In the piercing sound of breaking the air, a bronze-colored brilliance smashed down on the formation of the red-robed man, which was a bronze-colored magic weapon that looked like an anchor, weighing more than 10,000 catties, and the bronze-colored giant anchor fell, causing bursts of blood mist, and under the effect of the violent impact, it bounced up and rolled several times. This huge weight alone also made many red-robed people unable to avoid at this time, and they were crushed into a puddle of blood and mud.

Along with this bronze-colored brilliance, dozens of flying swords fell, and these dozens of flying swords that flashed with various colors of brilliance instantly broke a bloody path in front of this torrent of dark colors.

Compared to the densely packed red-robed people who poured in like locusts, these dozens of Kunlun disciples seemed too weak, and compared to the two, it was like a thin stream rushing towards the surging tide. However, under the leadership of the silent gray-clothed young man with a dark and cold aura, no red-robed man could stop their advance.

The gray-clothed young man in the lead was surrounded by dozens of dark golden rays of light, and these dark golden rays of light flew vertically and horizontally, as if one person controlled dozens of dark golden flying swords, and each sudden flight of dark golden light would bring out a flash of blood light in the red-robed human array.

The number of red-robed cultivators was obviously countless times that of this Kunlun disciple, but seeing this silent gray-clothed young man, their hearts palpitated namelessly. Not only because of the cultivation of this gray-clothed Kunlun disciple and the powerful magic weapon in his hand, but also because of the same aura on this gray-clothed young man as the gray-clothed Kunlun disciple who had killed Hamaro just now.

In just a few breaths, this gray-clothed Kunlun disciple and dozens of Sword Division disciples had already slammed into the red-robed man's array.

It was like a stone thrown into a red pond, and these dozens of Kunlun disciples were instantly surrounded by red-robed cultivators, but these dozens of disciples of the Sword Division were completely turned into a meat grinder under the leadership of the gray-clothed Kunlun disciple.

Tuan Tuan's sword light wrapped around these people, flying and strangling in the formation of the red-robed man, and he kept sprinting, while the large amount of blue fire phosphor and white bone phosphorus rockets carried by the red-robed man did not dare to cast them at will because he was afraid of accidental injury.

And the surrounding temples and the Kunlun disciples lurking in the shadows also kept attacking these red-robed people in the fastest and most violent way, and for a while, these red-robed people actually fell into a quagmire, and in this group of temples that were only a hundred feet, they were forcibly blocked from castration.

At this moment, in the midst of the fierce battle, among the dozens of Sword Division disciples, suddenly a few people's eyes flashed at the same time, and at the same time, an imperceptible and cruel look flashed, and it could even be said that in this case, they would not be felt at all.

The flying swords of several people's envoys, without almost anyone noticing, suddenly twisted towards the gray-clothed young man.

These disciples of the Sword Division are all people who are on the side of the situation, and no one knows how many of the more than 7,000 Kunlun disciples in the first round of Kunlun are still on the side of the situation. And now, these Sword Division disciples couldn't help but quietly reveal their hidden fangs.

In this kind of tragic strangulation, this kind of assassination that suddenly came from his side was extremely difficult to notice, even if the imperial envoy shot his flying sword towards the gray-clothed young man, the vast majority of the sword disciples around them were not aware at all. And the magic weapon of the gray-clothed young man was extremely powerful, dozens of dark golden rays of light flew everywhere, almost one person was equivalent to half of the combat power of their group, as long as this gray-clothed young man was removed, this group of sword disciples who rushed into the red-robed man's formation would probably be strangled immediately.

The silent young man in gray didn't seem to notice these flying swords that were secretly stabbing at him, and his attention was all on the red-robed people around him, who had the most threatening magic weapons in their hands, and they would be assassinated by him first. Seeing that those flying swords were about to pierce his body mercilessly, twisting his body into pieces, but at this moment, on the side closest to them, on a burning palace, two gray figures suddenly flashed.

These two gray figures are obviously the same kind of people as Ming Seventeen and the young man in gray, even in the firelight, their figures still look dark and lonely, they seem to have been lurking there all along, but no one has ever noticed that they are there.

Several scarlet rays shot out of their hands, piercing into the bodies of the sneak attackers among the few Sword Division disciples faster than the flying swords. The flying swords of the sneak attack Sword Division disciples all stopped at once, and they froze less than a few feet away from the gray-clothed man in the formation who was flying with dozens of dark golden lights around him, and before the vast majority of the Sword Division disciples around those sneak attackers had time to react, those sneak attackers were like marionettes, led by those scarlet rays and swept out, broke away from these Sword Division disciples, and hung in the air.

Their flying swords suddenly moved again, flashing out from the side of the gray-clothed man in the array, and mercilessly twisted towards the red-robed cultivators around them.

"Puff puff!"

At this time, the vast majority of red-robed cultivators did not realize the true identity of these Sword Division disciples, and when these Sword Division disciples rushed high and lost the cover of other flying swords, more than a dozen rays of brilliance from the red-robed human formation instantly hit the bodies of these Sword Division disciples who were hanging in the air.

One of the Sword Division disciples suddenly broke several miserable holes in his chest, blood and broken internal organs gushed out of it, and the lower half of the body of the other Sword Division disciple was blown away, leaving only the upper half of his body, but what made all the red-robed people even react to something just now was that the scarlet thin thread in the hands of the two gray-clothed men was still piercing their heavenly spirits, and the flying swords of the two Sword Division disciples were still wringing towards the red-robed people.

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"How many people are unintentional?"

In the night sky, Nangong Xiaoyan watched the red-robed cultivators rushing towards the inside of the first roundabout everywhere, but he could also feel that many places had already made many screams and revealed a strong smell of blood before those red tides had yet to arrive. Obviously, there are still many unintentional people lurking among the people on his side.

From where he was standing, it was already obvious that the four towers where the magic weapons were stored had all been opened, and hundreds of Kunlun disciples had quickly flown out of the four warehouses and handed over the things they were carrying to some Kunlun disciples who were waiting there.

Under the dispatch of Ming Seventeen, his side has bought enough time to preempt the other party and take the magic weapon inside for his own use.

But what about the drug storehouse?

Nangong Xiaoyan knew better than most people now that the reason why Ming Seventeen was able to block those red-robed cultivators who were heading towards the treasury was because they had smashed most of the power in their hands there.

The people lurking in that hall were all the disciples with the strongest combat power of each division, and the dozens of sword division disciples who were now assaulting were all disciples who had flying swords and magic weapons that could wield good lethality under the shroud of the Netherworld Blood Sea. That's why these dozens of disciples made those red-robed cultivators feel helpless for a while, and they were killed in chaos.

Now they can be said to have won on this side, but it is impossible to hold on to the cyan palace where a large number of medicinal materials and pills are stored.

Now Nangong Xiaoyan had seen that hundreds of cultivators in red robes had broken through the last line of defense over there like locusts and rushed into the cyan palace.

Now that the power of the spell has been greatly weakened, a flying sword or a magic weapon that can wield good power under the shroud of the Netherworld Blood Sea can even allow a person to easily deal with several people who are usually even higher than their own cultivation. But the pill is also equally important, because in this kind of tragic battle, the true yuan consumed by a person has no time to cultivate and replenish, and can only be replenished with the pill. And even if you don't use spells, you have to keep consuming true yuan when you use escape spells and magic weapons.

In this kind of war, which cannot end soon, the elixir is equivalent to the grain and grass of the army in the world, and it is also extremely important.

And at this time, Nangong Xiaoyan saw Ming Seventeen beside him waving his hand in the direction of the cyan palace.

Ming Seventeen, who was dressed in gray, waved his hand in the night and didn't seem to be able to see it clearly, but just when Ming Seventeen's hand fell, the entire cyan palace suddenly lit up, and with a violent roar, the entire cyan palace all exploded, forming a huge fire ball in the night sky.