Looking at the crowd of aliens rushing up, Jin Yang's face was solemn, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, the long sword was in his hand, his eyes flashed, and he roared: "Towering Kunlun, sword kills demons, Kunlun kills!"

I saw the long sword in Jin Yang's hand appear in the void, and a towering mountain appeared in front of him, smashing it fiercely towards the alien race that rushed to kill.

Hua Yuanzong's major practice "Kunlun Sword Technique" actually created an original shortcut, integrating the sword technique into the mountain shadow, which has both the sharpness and speed of the sword and the power of the mountain.

"Spread out, this is the shadow of the Kunlun Mountain, don't resist hard!" A demon clan saw the majestic phantom, and roared loudly in his mouth, but he was the first to disperse, obviously dealing with the human race for a long time, and recognized the reality of the mountain shadow at a glance.

However, some mortal-level alien disciples around him were not so lucky, and they couldn't escape for a while, and they were smashed on the top of their heads by the mountain peak. Immediately, blood was spitting out of his mouth, and his qi was instantly sluggish. was killed with one move!

"What a Kunlun kill! It is worthy of being the top sect of the human race, and it really has a hand. "When a demon saw that a mortal demon next to him was dead, he was immediately furious, and a crystal silver spear flashed in his hand, cutting through the void and stabbing the blue-shirted young man.

Jin Yang saw that the spear was extremely fast, his pupils shrank, and the long sword in his hand slashed, and a sword light slashed at the tip of the spear.

"Dang!" There was a soft sound, and the speed of the silver spear did not decrease, and it still attacked.

Jin Yang had a flash of inspiration in his hand, and a soft whip was pulled out, and with a "snap", it was wrapped around the body of the gun, and he shook it hard, pulling it away from the side.

At the moment when the spear was pulled away, a pitch-black chain floated in his hand, reaching Jin Yang's waist, looking like he was vowing to bind him.

Jin Yang saw that the chain was shiny and dark, and he didn't dare to be careless, and the long whip in his hand was wrapped like a silver snake, just winding the chain together. He didn't lose his strength and pulled hard. The demon clan was careless, and he was actually pulled a little closer.

The long sword in Jin Yang's hand suddenly drew a peach blossom, crystal beautiful, like a snowflake, familiar with falling on the top of the demon clan's head, and it was about to be submerged in it.

"Good means!" But at this moment, another demon suddenly shot a pitch-black arrow, the snowflake dissipated in an instant, and the demon below sensed the terrifying power of the snowflake, and cold sweat broke out, as if he was the rest of his life, and kicked heavily.

But he said that the arrow was undiminished, and it shot straight at the door of Jinyang.

Jin Yang frowned, not panicked, his wrist flicked, and the long sword conjured a circular shield in front of his chest, easily resisting the arrow.

He didn't have time to return the sword, but a bone spear stabbed from the side, carrying an even more cold ghostly aura.

"The hateful human race, actually put my ghost death aside!" The ghost clan's bone spear was crystal clear, and before it reached his body, a cold breath came to his face, and the blue-shirted young man couldn't help but tremble his teeth.

"What a terrifying cold breath!" Jin Yang thought to himself, but his hand was not slow, and the long whip abandoned the spear and struck towards the bone spear again.

Before the long whip touched the bone spear, the dark whip body actually grew a thin layer of ice flowers, and a frozen breath hit the long whip, and Jin Yang couldn't help but tighten the strength in his hand.

The long whip was wrapped around the bone spear, and the Dao Ice Flower swept up around the long whip, which actually made the blue-shirted young man's fingers stiff.

Jin Yang's brows tightened, and suddenly a hot stream was injected into the palm of his hand, dispelling the discomfort, and the long whip flung from the side, actually wanting to throw the bone spear directly into the demon crowd.

"Hehe, the cold and freezing breath is not comfortable, right?" It's just that between that pull, it can't be shaken, but the ghost clan young man clenched it with one hand, and there was a trace of green in his eyes, which was very scary.

"It really makes Jin very uncomfortable, then you can also taste Jin's flame fire!" As soon as the words fell, a white flame rushed straight up towards the long whip, reaching the arm of the ghost clan in an instant.

"Huh?" The ghost clan flicked his arm, jerked it suddenly, pulled the bone spear out of the long whip, took a few steps back, and looked at the bone spear with a somewhat dull luster in a daze, his eyes full of anger.

The rest of Hua Yuanzong, who was hiding in the distance, were looking at the scene in front of them with nervous expressions at this time, and when Jinyang was besieged, they were ready to step forward to support several times, but they were all blocked by the south.

"Senior Brother Nanfang, what are you waiting for? Are we just watching Senior Brother being surrounded and killed by aliens?" It was the delicate woman who spoke, and I saw that his eyes showed a look of concern, and he leaned forward, obviously preparing to rush forward.

"Senior Sister Ziyu, there are many different races at this time, and there is no doubt that you will die if you go rashly! This time there are already many brothers and sisters who have entered the secret realm, and Nan really doesn't want any more fellow disciples to fall. The southern look in his eyes was firm, and he said with a hint of worry.

"Then what do you say? Could it be that we just watched Senior Brother being attacked and killed by aliens and did nothing? Although I Ziyu is a daughter, I am not afraid of life and death. Rather than living like this, it is better to die on the battlefield with the senior brother. The more the woman spoke, the more indignant she became.

"Senior Sister Ziyu, don't be excited, Nan didn't say that she wouldn't support Senior Brother, but I'll wait to think of a countermeasure. In this way, the mortal-level disciples will stay, and the twenty junior brothers and sisters of the Spirit Realm will go with me to support the senior brother. Nanfang hesitated, but he couldn't resist everyone's words, so he had to speak.

"Senior Brother Nanfang, why is this? Although our strength is low, we are not people who are afraid of death, how can we see our fellow senior brothers fighting with others, but hide safely!" A thin young man stood up and said dissatisfied.

"Senior Brother Qingfeng, this is not the time to be rash, since Senior Brother has handed over your wait to Nan, Nan will naturally consider your safety. Don't say it anymore, the mortal-level disciples are hiding and hiding, and the rest of the junior brothers and sisters will rush out with Nan Moudao, fight side by side with the senior brothers, kill demons and ghosts!" Nanfang waved his hand and said directly.

After Nanfang finished speaking, he took the lead in jumping out of the cliff gap, and brandished a steel knife in his hand to kill the nearest demon disciple.

"Kill demons, kill ghosts!" Then, more than twenty blue-shirted disciples rushed out and shouted violently.

"Hmm, there are human support!" A demon saw a blue figure approaching, and was about to turn around, only to see a steel knife slashing towards the neck, and his body was in a different place in an instant.

"Senior brother, Nan is here!" After Nanfang attacked and killed a demon disciple, he let out a loud cry and went to the side to kill the general.

"Senior brother, we will fight with you against foreign races, kill demons and ghosts!" The disciples followed in the footsteps of the south, shouting and waving the blades in their hands as they attacked and killed.

"Terran, look for death!" A demon young man was besieging Jinyang, and when he saw a group of Terran blue-clothed disciples behind him, he turned his spear in his hand and attacked a female disciple.

"Senior Sister Huayuan, be careful!" Nanfang saw that the spear was extraordinary, and the rolling demonic qi was churning, and hurriedly abandoned the attack and kill the demon disciples, but he jumped over, and the spear blocked in the future.

At this time, the female disciple came back to her senses from turning around, and suddenly her heart suddenly fell, and a chill hit her. At first, he was careless, and he was almost attacked. He cast a grateful glance towards the south, and then fought the demon disciples again.

"Boy, you're looking for death too!" the demon spear was raised, and the whole person jumped upwards and swooped down into the air.

"Hahaha, Nan has killed a lot of demon disciples, and today this blood drinking knife is going to kill again!" said as he waved the long knife in his hand, fighting with the demon clan.

However, at this time, the rolling stones of the tall mountain peak have not yet collapsed completely. From time to time, rocks fell into the warband.

Above the clouds and mist, more than 100 zhang high from the ground, a young man in Tsing Yi fell rapidly among the rolling stones under the package of dark red pi practice.

"Boom, boom"

The rolling stones continued to roll down, and they had already piled up into a mountain under the original foot of the mountain, and a dark red horse immediately rolled to a corner with the falling stones as soon as it touched the ground.

It's just that the crowd below is fighting fiercely, and the rolling stone has been slipping for half an hour, everyone is used to it, and they don't pay attention to the difference of the dark red.

The young man in Tsing Yi stood still in a corner, quickly used the water resistance technique to comb the dirt on his body, and soon turned into a young man, and then sensed the little spiritual power in his body, and did not rush to leave, but sat cross-legged, holding the spirit stone with both hands, and began to replenish the spiritual energy.

After the tea effort, the spiritual power in his body began to overflow, and he was about to make a plan, but a young man of the demon clan was kicked by a disciple of Huayuan Sect, and he just rolled down to his feet.

The demon disciple was about to get up, when he suddenly saw a young man in green clothes looking at him with a smile.

"Die!" the demon roared, and was about to raise his blade to attack, but saw a transparent silver needle penetrate the center of his eyebrows in an instant, and then fell down with a confused look.

"Hehe, others fight to death, and I make a fortune leisurely. The young man in Tsing Yi bent down with a smile, wiped his palm on the center of the demon clan's eyebrows, and a silver needle was put into his sleeve again, then took off the demon disciple's storage bag, and looked up at the battle in the distance, with a deep groan on his face.