Xue Yile, who was in mid-air, suddenly turned around and slashed out with a sword.

Wan Yuan jumped out quickly, stabbed out with a sword, and saw a figure pounced out of the corner of his eye, it was the Huashan disciple who was wandering around the drama on the side, he couldn't help but jump in his heart, and suddenly felt that something was wrong behind him, the cold hair stood up, and he turned his head slightly, and the Huashan disciple who had been teased by himself for a while had already crossed the distance of ten zhang, and a sword stabbed his back silently.

It turns out that their goal is themselves!

Wan Yuan thought a lot in an instant, but the sword momentum remained the same, and he added a few more strengths, as long as he intersected with the opponent's long sword, he could use his strength to move and avoid the two kills on the side behind him.

Xue Yile slashed out with a sword and slashed at the tip of the sword of 10,000 yuan, almost perfectly removing the power of the 10,000 yuan sword, causing 10,000 yuan to stagnate in mid-air.

Wan Yuan's heart was dead in an instant, the sword was empty, and he didn't borrow any strength, so he subconsciously took another half breath, waved the long sword in his hand, and blocked the incoming sword behind him.

Jiang Bulin's long sword flashed slightly, avoiding Wan Wan's urgent block, and a sword pierced into his vest.

Zhao Yishui saw Jiang Bulin's long sword piercing into the body of the master of the Songshan faction, so he stretched out the long sword, and with a sound of 'bell', he exchanged blows with the broadsword of the master of the Songshan faction, stopped in the air with his strength, reached out and took out a hand axe, twisted his waist and swung it, and smashed it into Zhang Cheng who chased behind Xue Yile.

Jiang Bulin's internal force spit out, instantly shattered the heart of 10,000 yuan, drew his sword and landed, and crossed sideways and came to the back of Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng pulled out the cold in his heart, three masters, and there were actually three Huashan faction masters around him and Wan Yuan.

No!

Zhang Chengyi's sword swept away Zhao Yishui's powerful hand axe, and the momentum of his body was blocked, so he had to land, and now he was surrounded by three masters of the Huashan faction.

On the other side, Yang Yijian's sword light became more and more vigorous, Li Bi didn't dare to move at all, his internal force ran to the extreme, his whole body was sweating profusely, there was a white mist above his head, the long sword danced into a ball, and his heart fell into despair.

He blindly defended, just to lure Yang Yijian to attack and create an opportunity for He Ying to make a move, but he never thought that once Yang Yijian let it go, it would be such a terrifying thing.

He Ying, why are you coming quickly! I can't stop it!

He Ying also wanted to come, but he couldn't come, not only could he not save Li Bi, but even he couldn't save himself.

Tong Yiwen received the signal, and no longer wasted with the Songshan disciple, suddenly a sword accelerated, pierced into the eyebrows of your Songshan disciple, turned around and jumped to He Ying's side, and slashed down with a sword.

The previous round of arrows and rain of arrows among the Huashan disciples not only distinguished ordinary horse thieves from the masters of the Songshan faction, but also faintly recognized several first-class masters, so that they would have such a targeted battle.

He Yinggang repelled Li Yigen with a sword, and wanted to jump towards Yang Yijian, when he saw a person approaching at high speed out of the corner of his eye, and the long sword slashed like thunder, and suddenly his heart moved, and he felt extremely bad inexplicably, and in a flash, he jumped out of the middle of Li Yigen and Tong Yiwen.

At this time, he still didn't know that Li Yigen was making a false deal with him, but the long-term experience of fighting reminded him that he had fallen into danger, and this feeling had allowed him to avoid many killings, and he also made a quick decision at this moment and fled quickly.

However, it was too late, Li Yigen restrained his martial arts and wrestled with him, but the qi machine had been tightly locked on him, and as soon as he moved, Li Yigen sensed his thoughts, and suddenly followed the horizontal leap and stabbed him with a sword.

He Ying was taken aback, swung his sword to block Li Yigen's sudden sword, his body fell from the air, Tong Yiwen had already jumped closer, and the sword light in the sky suddenly fell towards He Ying.

Li Yigen shouted, the long sword in his hand stabbed rapidly, and Tong Yiwen one after the other, casting a quick sword attack.

He Ying blocked the two swords, but he couldn't be good today, and he didn't care about the back of him, and suddenly hit him, ignoring Tong Yiwen's fast sword, and the long sword stabbed sharply.

Tong Yiwen stabbed a sword into He Ying's heart, and the opponent's long sword also stabbed into the throat, Tong Yiwen had to let go of his long sword, and tried his best to the right side of the body, the opponent's long sword 'poof', stabbed into his left shoulder, his body jumped backwards, breathed a sigh of relief, reached out to seal the acupoints around the wound, and stopped the bleeding.

Li Yigen stabbed sharply behind He Ying, and seven swords came out in a row, and the swords came out through his body.

He Ying stopped, blood shot out from more than a dozen holes in his body, glanced at Li Bi, his eyes were full of apology, it's not that my brother won't save you, I really can't save you!

Li Bi also stood on the ground, stopped moving, seemed to be aware, looked up, and saw He Ying's body bleeding, with an ugly smile on his face, with the action of raising his head, the head suddenly fell down, and a column of blood spurted up, but it was a round of Yang Yijian's rapid attack, cutting off his head.

The surrounding Songshan Sect disciples had already let out loud exclamations, but in just a moment, the situation in the valley had changed greatly, and the Songshan Sect had completely fallen into disadvantage, and three first-class masters had already been killed.

This battle has already been lost and lost.

Zhang Cheng was surrounded by the three masters of the Huashan faction, knowing that he could not be spared today, he glanced at Zhao Sihai, the senior brother of the Songshan faction, who was originally the host of this time, but as soon as he entered the battlefield, he didn't make a sound, and obviously encountered irresistible dangers.

The Songshan faction was defeated, and it was defeated!

Zhang Cheng no longer hesitated, took a sharp breath, and shouted: "Run for your life!"

"It's late!"

Xue Yile waved his hand, Jiang Bulin and Zhao Yishui rubbed their bodies in, and countless sword lights overwhelmed him.

Zhang Cheng's heavy drinking woke up Zhao Sihai, who was suppressed by Cheng Buxian's long sword, he desperately blocked Cheng Buxian's long sword, and looked around, and couldn't help but crack his eyes.

More than 20 disciples desperately fled to the valley, each with Huashan disciples chasing and killing, and the three first-class masters continued to leap, sweeping the backs of one disciple after another, taking away the lives of one Songshan disciple after another.

The four huge sword formations were shining brightly, and there were no more Songshan Sect disciples in them.

But he could only watch, and he couldn't even move.

Xue Yile glanced at the masters of the Songshan faction who were besieged by Jiang Bulin and Zhao Yishui, although they fought hard, their death was not far away.

Looking at the disciples of the Songshan faction who fled to the valley, Yang Yijian and the three of them led a group of disciples of the Huashan faction to chase and kill the past, none of these bastards of the Songshan faction could escape.

With a turn of his eyes, he saw the horse thief on the side of the valley, and hurriedly shouted to stop a few junior disciples who had no opponents.

"Pack up your bow and arrows and go get rid of those horse thieves!"

These five or six Huashan sect disciples were all wounded, and it might be a little difficult to deal with the Songshan faction's masters, but when dealing with the horse thief, they no longer spoke, listened to the order, answered loudly, and found the bows and arrows thrown on the ground one after another, and swept towards the horse thief.

The more than 100 horse thieves, seeing that something was wrong, had already desperately driven their horses and ran towards the valley mouth with a bang.

Several Huashan sect disciples chased after Taniguchi while shooting arrows.

Xue Yile held the long sword, glanced at the four Tiangang Big Dipper Seven Star Arrays that were finishing, and smiled with satisfaction.

This Tiangang Big Dipper Seven Star Array, once it was fully exerted, was indeed extremely powerful, and the disciples of the Songshan Sect who were almost the same strength were completely slaughtered, and there was no room for resistance.

And the sword formation formed temporarily in the end, because there was no practice between each other and the cooperation was not tacit enough, it was rushed by more than a dozen Songshan sect disciples, and it was almost chaotic, and it could only barely remain undefeated, and most of the people who broke the formation and fled were these Songshan disciples.

Xue Yile came to the battlefield of Cheng Buxian and raised his voice: "Uncle Shi, you want me to make a move!"

Cheng Bu didn't worry about walking with the sword, the long sword like a dragon separated the two, slowly increased his internal strength, and said with a smile: "Two little reptiles, see how I fix them!"

Zhao Sihai and Qinghai stood in place, unable to move at all, they could only use the internal force and strength of their whole body to block the long swords that kept appearing in front of and behind them.

This terrifying master of the Huashan faction, his martial arts strength is directly chasing the senior brother in charge, and the swordsmanship he has shown, a sword is heavier than a sword, a sword is faster than a sword, and each sword makes them have to do it with all their might, and the idea of fighting is actually to consume them alive.

Although Xue Yile didn't agree with Cheng Bu's approach, he was an uncle, and he was good friends with Cao Yihui, so he was obviously venting his anger and revenge, and it didn't affect the overall situation, so he naturally didn't want to disturb his interest, so he smiled and said, "Uncle be careful!"

Outside the valley, there was a cacophony of rumbling horses, the terrible screams of horse thieves, the sounds of begging for mercy, and the sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air, all mingling together for a long time before they stopped.