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Hearing this, Lin Qingfan turned his eyes and found that there was a young man on his left hand who was looking at him with a smile.

Lin Qingfan nodded: "Yes, senior brother!"

"However, junior brother, you look a little naïve, which uncle's disciple are you?" the man frowned after seeing Lin Qingfan deceiving him, and after looking at it.

"We are outer disciples, we haven't been up the mountain for many days, so let's sneak up and take a look today!" Just when Lin Qingfan didn't know how to answer, Tianxin behind him hurriedly said.

"Outer Sect disciple, so that's the case!" the young man nodded, but there was a look of regret on his face, and after glancing at Tianxin, he stopped his gaze on Lin Qingfan and whispered: "Now that the sect is in trouble, you can leave now, and if you can escape, ask for help from other immortal sects!"

"Senior brother, then why are you?" Lin Qingfan said in surprise, seeing that these people now seem to be sitting here one by one, and no one wants to escape!

"Our breath is locked, there is no escape, a few days ago, but a few senior brothers escaped to ask for help, but until now, the reinforcements have not arrived. The boy frowned, his face looking rather ugly.

Hearing this, Lin Qingfan couldn't help but think of the bloodstains at the foot of the back mountain, it seems that those senior brothers are also very lucky.

sighed slightly in his heart and said, "I guess we won't be able to escape." ”

The young man glanced at Lin Qingfan, a trace of disappointment flashed on his face, and he didn't have much hope for the two outer disciples in front of him: "Forget it, it's useless to think more, now I can only pray that a few senior brothers and sisters can win, as long as we defeat four more people, they will retreat!"

"Four people?" Lin Qingfan looked up, only to see that under the huge ring in the middle, there were three people sitting cross-legged, plus one person who was fighting on the field, exactly four people.

Seeing that Lin Qingfan had just run up, it was estimated that he didn't know anything, and it was estimated that he was sympathetic to Lin Qingfan's bad luck, so the young man said kindly: "Half a month ago, a large number of dead country monks invaded, and we suffered heavy casualties, but in the end, we had to retreat to the main peak hall and rely on the immeasurable Tianxuan Great Array to defend stubbornly!"

Speaking of this, the young man's face changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "However, those guys also seem to be proficient in formations, and the mountain protection array that could not be broken was broken after half a month, and the seven elders are now seriously injured because they were counterattacked in the process of dominating the big array!"

Sure enough, you can see that in front of the Heavenly Art Sect, there are more than a dozen people sitting cross-legged, as if they are healing!

"If the elder hadn't been injured, how could he have allowed those intruders to be so arrogant. The young man said extremely unhappily, and his hands also involuntarily clenched his fists, and there was a fierce light in his eyes!

"Bang!"

A sound came, and in the ring, a figure flew out upside down, smashing heavily on the light shield around the ring, life and death unknown!

"Damn!" the boy slammed his fist on the bluestone floor beneath his feet, his body trembling slightly.

The atmosphere around him suddenly became solemn, another disciple of the Heavenly Art Sect was defeated, and life and death were unknown!

Those monks of the dead country shot viciously one by one, and their moves were fatal, without the slightest mercy, this was not a competition at all, but a torture and killing.

"Next!"

A cold voice came from the crowd on the Dead Country's side, and with the appearance of this voice, the Heavenly Art Sect's side suddenly became quiet.

"If there is no one, then I have to name it again......" In the ring, the monk of the dead country was extremely arrogant, holding two scimitars in his hands, and on the blades, there were blood dripping.

"The matter of the Heavenly Art Sect, it's not your turn to intervene!"

I saw that a white shadow walked out of the crowd in front of her, accompanied by a "ding" sound, the woman's jade hand waved, and the figure slowly rose, like a fairy dancing, and finally, landed steadily on the ring.

"It's Senior Sister!"

"Senior Sister Ling'er has made a move!"

On the side of the Heavenly Art Sect, all the disciples exclaimed, and they all looked very excited. From this point of view, Mo Ling'er has a high reputation in the Heavenly Art Sect!

"Senior sister has made a move, it seems that the situation is really bad!" Tianxin said in a low voice.

Lin Qingfan nodded, on the side of the Heavenly Art Sect, in addition to Mo Ling'er, who had already played, there was also an old man in a gray Taoist robe, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the disciples.

"That's the famous uncle of the late Qin Dynasty, and he is also the deputy head! In addition to the senior sister, now the senior uncle is the last hole card!" Tianxin whispered in her ear, and it was not difficult to hear the worry in her heart from the voice.

"Don't worry, everything is up to me!" Lin Qingfan gently patted Tianxin's palm, signaling her peace of mind!

"Hmm!" Tianxin replied lightly and said no more, she didn't have the slightest doubt about Lin Qingfan's words, it seemed that there was nothing in this world that he couldn't do.

After pacifying Tianxin, next, Lin Qingfan began to assess the enemy's strength in his mind, and the biggest threat now was not the remaining four Dead Country Monks, but the guy wrapped in a cloud of black gas.

The aura that emanated from his body was undoubtedly the most powerful in the field, and behind him, there were more than a hundred figures who were also wrapped in black mist.

Although the aura exuded by these black shadows was not powerful, Lin Qingfan felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

This feeling is not created out of nowhere, but is an instinctive intuition, and after countless tests of life and death, a feeling that is beyond ordinary people is born.

"Hmph, the temper is not small, I just don't know if there is any real ability under my hands!"

The Dead Nation Monk glanced at Mo Ling'er, snorted coldly, and quickly slashed twice diagonally in the direction where Mo Ling'er was.

Two black rays of light shot out from between the two blades, forming a cross-shaped beam of light in the air, slashing towards Mo Ling'er!

"Whether you have the ability or not, you will know if you have handed it over!" Mo Ling'er smiled coldly, and immediately, she raised her jade hand and swiped it in front of her, and a blue light flashed, slowly revealing her body as her palm slashed.

This is a fairy sword that exudes a cyan cold light, about three feet and two inches long, the sword body is thin and light, and it is obviously a women's sword!

As soon as the fairy sword came out, I only heard a few sounds of "Zheng, Zheng"!

Like lightning, a white shadow swept up!

The sword came out, and it was cold.

The sword was sharp and graceful, straight like the wind of drifting snow.

"Good swordsmanship. Lin Qingfan couldn't help but praise!

"Ding!"

In an instant, the swords struck each other, bursting out with brilliant sparks, and the fierce sword qi echoed in the air.

With the force of the blow, the figures of both sides floated out in opposite directions, and they stood in shape one zhang away.

Mo Ling'er held the fairy sword, pointed obliquely at the ground, and her snow-white dress fluttered in the wind.