When the magic sound of the Twelve Towns Requiem subsided, the battle situation between the fields suddenly changed.

Qi Weibian had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Although the Twelve Towns Requiem was the people he had brought with him, in the previous case, it was more useful for them to be dead than alive.

The two branches are in the shape of a cross, firmly locking the dream sword of the dream of the dream, and a streamer of light flew out of Qi Weibian's fingertips, and a small stone was already shot, right in the left chest of the dream of the platform, and the stone that passed through the chest was stained with thick blood, and flew out dozens of feet before it landed, which shows the depth of the strength in this flying stone.

This is a killing move that Qi Weibian has been brewing for a long time, and he was originally preparing to win at this moment, with the cultivation and reaction speed of Yutai Yimeng, even if he can avoid the vital point, he will inevitably be hit hard.

Yutai Yimeng did avoid the key point in his heart, but he was still pierced through his chest with one stone.

In his opinion, the next second is the death of a dream in Taitai.

However, at this moment, two unexpected accidents happened.

The first, the devastated and battered Yutai Ichimu broke through the blockade he had built with tree branches, and his sword was still extremely powerful and imposing, not at all like an offensive that a person who had just been badly wounded could launch.

Such a change directly disrupted Qi Weibian's battle rhythm.

Qi Weibian is not a mediocre talent who only knows how to practice and can't fight, as the master of the Red Blood Gate, he doesn't know how many strong enemies he has killed with his own hands, and he has extremely rich experience in how to make a person lose his combat effectiveness, so he is very sure that after being attacked by him, it is impossible for Yutai Yimeng to be able to deal with his attack with all his strength.

So when Yutai Yimeng's sword cut through his cuffs, a trace of anger appeared in his heart, which had always been calm.

Although he was shocked by the situation of Tantai Yimeng, Qi Weibian's actual shot was still going all out. The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, he has always done this, and fortunately, he was only cut by the cuffs of Yutai Yimeng, leaving an insignificant minor injury, and the branch in his hand has been stabbed towards the throat of Yutai Yimeng.

If she doesn't defend herself, she will inevitably be pierced through her throat by this hand, and if she retreats, the gap she managed to fight out will be filled by Qi Weibian again.

In any case, Qi Weibian's single-handedly built victory will not be shaken - if not a second accident happens.

Before flying with a branch, Qi Weibian instinctively felt a hint of danger, he only used a moment of thought, then did not hesitate to accept the move, quickly distanced himself from Yutai Yimeng, the moment he retreated, his left ear had been cut off. If he hadn't stepped back quickly, it wouldn't be his left ear that would have hurt now, but his throat.

It was Lu Linxi who made the shot.

When Qi Weibian discovered this fact, his eyes had already detected two cold rays of light coming from the left and the right.

It was Lu Linxi's sharp blades shot with thousands of machines, drawing two perfect arcs in the air, accurately bypassing Yutai Yimeng, and attacking both sides of his Qi Wei Bian.

At this time, Lu Linxi was already very angry.

In the magic sound of the Twelve Towns Requiem, he was tortured to the extreme, and when the magic sound was broken, he finally got out of this sea of suffering, his adaptability has always been extremely fast, and when he suppressed the churning that gradually subsided in the sea of knowledge, he quickly determined the current situation and made the most timely move.

For him, the spiritual power that was boiled by the magic sound could not affect his performance, and his combat power was mostly in the mechanism.

Under his shot, the swirling blade continued to shoot out, constantly blocking Qi Weibian's movements, even if Qi Weibian was angry, he only dealt with it, with one enemy and two, he did not fall behind at all.

Qi Weibian's expression became more and more ugly at this time.

While dealing with the offensive of Yutai Yimeng, he discovers another fact that is not in his favor.

Wu Qingqian has already been suppressed by Liao Luofeng, and it is estimated that he will be defeated in a short time.

In the end, he had to make a decision.

With a flick of his wrist, taking advantage of the gap that forced the sword blade of the Yimeng Sword Blade of the Rising Stage, a signal flare flew straight into the sky and bloomed in the air.

Seeing this signal flare, Lu Linxi's face changed, and his eyes widened and shouted: "Qi Weibian, you are really shameless!"

The act of releasing a flare generally represents a very simple fact: he wants to call someone.

Qi Wei replied while dealing with the offensive of Tantai Yimeng and Lu Linxi: "So what?"

With the release of his signal flare, many people outside the town who were ready to move appeared.

Those people are all the people of the three sects and nine ranks under his command in various ways, and they are the "private soldiers" who belong to him alone. All they know is that there is a "Mr. Blood" above them, and they can't resist any orders from this Mr. Blood, and once Mr. Blood's flare is issued, they must rush to the place where the flare is issued, and Mr. Blood is there waiting for them to obey the order, if they don't go, they will encounter a terrifying revenge in the future that they can't survive and die.

They are the last layer of protection for Qi Weibian, originally prepared to prevent Lu Linxi from shamelessly borrowing the power of the Thousand Machine Pavilion, and their cultivation is uneven, far less useful than the Twelve Towns Requiem, unless it is absolutely necessary, Qi Weibian really doesn't want to call this group of guys in, and it is not a good thing to make too much trouble and attract the attention of the imperial court when the time comes.

Now, however, he had to do this to make sure nothing went wrong.

After dozens of rounds of dismantling with Tantai Yimeng, Qi Weibian already felt a little weak, and there were a few colors hanging on his body, but he listened to the nearby movement and knew that those guys should be about to arrive, so he forced his luck and fought with a sword in his left arm, and he also wanted to get rid of the entanglement of Tantai Yimeng, and by the way, he put a mask on his face.

As a last resort, he still didn't want to show his true face in front of this group of guys.

However, the first person he saw arrived was not the guys he had called, but a familiar figure.

Northern meditation.

Seeing the appearance of the Northern Meditation Cultivator, Qi Weibian's eyes had murderous intent surging in his eyes.

Although he admired the Northern Cultivator, he knew that this person would only be his enemy, and his ability to get rid of the Secret Gate Master and kill several of the Twelve Towns Requiem was enough to prove that he was a great threat.

Fortunately, this person has been seriously injured, and he should not be able to pose any threat to him.

But he suddenly discovered an interesting fact.

Yutai Yimeng gave up the onslaught on him, grabbed the front of the Beiming cultivation, and quickly brought him back, at the same time, Lu Linxi's thousands of machines were full of firepower, and all strange things came out and forcibly pressed him in place.

The moment the Northern Meditation Cultivator appeared in their sight, they gave up their original suppressive style of play one after the other and turned to protect the Northern Meditation Cultivator first, and before they changed their movements, the Northern Meditation Cultivator seemed to beckon to them.

The killing intent in Qi Weibian's eyes became even stronger.

Even if Lu Linxi is no longer successful, no matter how shameless he is, he is one of the decent masters of the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain after all, but he is too much of a bastard when he looks forward to the others in the process of stepping on the Yellow Spring in the Eight Gates of the Ghost Domain.

If it weren't for Lu Linxi's almost crazy mechanism suppression, which made him not even have the kung fu to shoot stones, he would have forcibly killed Bei Mingxiu first.

However, he also knew that the mechanism assembly on Lu Linxi's body, after this onslaught, there would inevitably be nothing left, and in the next battle, he could play a very small role.

However, when Lu Linxi's suppression stopped, and he was finally able to look around the situation, he discovered a very strange fact.

The seriously injured Yutai Yimeng picked up the more seriously injured Northern Meditation Cultivator and began to flee towards the outside of the city, Lu Linxi followed closely behind, and in the short time he had suppressed, they had already opened a large distance from him.

Meng Xuran and Meng Heliu did not go with them, because Liao Luofeng was holding their mother and son with his arms, chasing the direction in which Bei Mingxiu and the others left. And Wu Qingqian had already fallen to the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and it was difficult to get up for a while.

It was the first time Qi Weibian had seen such a decisive escape, he quickly adjusted his internal breath, spit out a mouthful of blood, and went to help Wu Qingqian up.

Wu Qingqian's originally pretty face was already full of resentment: "Why did you let them escape?"

Qi Weibian said firmly: "They can't escape." ”

Although Bei Mingxiu and the others fled decisively, they were more or less injured, far worse than their situation, and it was only a matter of time before they caught up.

Listening to the noise that was getting closer and closer, Qi Weibian straightened the mask on his face and stood with his hands in his hands, majestic and majestic.

"Now, let's get our men in order and let them bounce for a while. ”