Meng Huaijin was worried about his daughter in his heart, and ran towards Shaohua Pavilion.

The tragic scenes along the road made his heart almost hang in his throat. He already understood that the other party's suicide attack with the Nightmare Worm was purely to attract the attention of all of them.

In fact, Shaohua Pavilion is where their real goal lies. I'm afraid that even the priest didn't notice that when the torrent of nightmare insects hit the defense array, the southern city of Shaohua Pavilion on the other side was already full of blood.

It had been almost an hour and a half since the attack happened, and for such a long time, I didn't know what kind of situation Shaohua Pavilion was like now.

Judging by the number of dead men in black on the ground, their battle losses were also very high. Almost every time, more than five black-clothed people had to die to be able to kill a martial arts officer on duty in the Southern District.

Soon, Shaohua Pavilion had already appeared in front of Meng Huaijin's eyes, and there was a clanging sound of gold and iron colliding in his ears, it should be someone fighting.

Meng Huaijin stretched his body and rushed forward, and at the same time, with a flick of his sleeve robe with his right hand, a three-foot dragon pattern sword slipped into his palm.

Almost all of the children of the Meng family have been practicing martial arts since childhood, and of course, the requirements for martial arts will not be as strict as those for dreams, so many disciples are also half-baked.

But Meng Huaijin is an exception, who called her wife Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao was only five years old when she was fostered in the Meng family, and it was Meng Huaijin who taught her dream skills at that time, and in return, Xiao Xiao urged Meng Huaijin to practice swordsmanship. For decades, this Meng Huaijin's swordsmanship attainments have also reached a considerable height, if it is said that the sword immortal may not be able to reach it, but at least it is the level of a first-class master.

In less than half an hour, Meng Huaijin had already rushed to the battlefield circle.

The last five priests were fighting with nearly twenty men in black. All five priests were wounded, and it seemed that they were struggling to hold on.

Meng Huaijin didn't dare to hesitate at all, and rushed forward with his sword as soon as possible.

The black-clothed man closest to him was almost ten steps away, Meng Huaijin rushed five steps, and then the dragon pattern sword in his hand was thrown out of his hand, and a very beautiful hand-leaving sword was unleashed.

The dragon-patterned sword spun rapidly, and in an instant, it swept through the throat of the black-clothed attacker, and it was very neatly sealed by blood. And Meng Huaijin turned around and reached out, just caught the hilt of the dragon pattern sword, and casually stabbed horizontally, the sword took the person away, the person moved with the sword, and with a pop, the second sword pierced the heart of the second attacker.

This sudden change surprised the black-clothed people who had already begun to prepare to close the battle line and surround the five martial god officers in the death array.

Meng Huaijin made a silent move, and his body was as fast as lightning, so he was able to kill the other two in a few breaths.

Taking advantage of the fact that the rest of the people were not paying attention, he rushed directly into the battle circle.

Among the five martial arts officials who were besieged, there happened to be two people who were known to Meng Huaijin, one was Bai Mayi from the Bai family, and the other was Liu Shikai from the Liu family, both of whom were the same generation as him, but they were just side branch disciples of the two clans.

"Brother Meng, it's you!" Liu Shi recognized Meng Huaijin at a glance, and the despair in his eyes suddenly disappeared by half.

"Brother Meng," Bai Mayi also came over: "You are finally here, why are you the only one?"

Meng Huaijin glanced at the two of them, Bai Ma Yi was holding a sword in his left hand at the moment, and his right shoulder was pierced with a blood hole, and blood was still flowing outward at this moment. And Liu Shikai's situation is not much better, from top to bottom there are sword wounds.

"I'm the only one who comes, and how many of you are left in Nancheng District?" Meng Huaijin asked.

Liu Shikai shook his head: "There is also a team, led by Brother Meng Huo, to pursue and block an attacker who rushed to Shaohua Pavilion. ”

"Did an attacker kill Shaohua Pavilion?" Meng Huaijin was shocked.

Bai Mayi snorted: "There are more than ten people, and their combat power is quite strong." There are also six people on Brother Meng Huo's side. ”

"Brother Meng, let's resist it here, you go to Shaohua Pavilion to save Juntong first. Bai Mayi knew that Meng Huaijin must have come to find his daughter.

Meng Huaijin looked around, after the previous shock, those black-clothed people found that he was just killing alone, and there was no longer the previous fear, and they instantly rushed up to kill him and the remaining many martial god officers.

"Solve the trouble in front of you first," although Meng Huaijin was worried about his daughter's safety, he couldn't just let these friends he knew die in battle, no matter what, they called themselves Brother Meng, and this was definitely not the time to abandon them.

After saying that, Meng Huaijin waved his sword and rushed up first, Bai Ma Yi and Liu Shikai saw Meng Huaijin rushing out, of course, it was impossible to shrink back, and then ignore the pain on his body, and roar to launch the final impact.

Previously, Meng Huaijin was able to kill the two attackers in one go, relying on all surprises, if it was a head-to-head duel, the martial arts of these black-clothed attackers were not mediocre, even if he Meng Huaijin was already a first-class swordsman, at most he would be able to face three attackers at the same time, without falling behind.

The battlefield of six against twenty here is in a scorching state, and the battle situation in the other area is not optimistic.

More than ten years ago, the Meng family's side line had a new generation of strong men with qualifications and talents that were not weaker than Meng Huaijin and Meng Huaizhen's two brothers. Whether it is dream cultivation or magic cultivation results, it is remarkable, compared to Meng Huaizhen at the same stage, Meng Huaijin can be said to be only strong but not weak.

That is Meng Huo, almost five years ago, Meng was favored by the high priest of Luoshu and became a priest and military attache of the Pure Spirit Platform, which is a great glory in Shaohua Dream City.

After entering the Pure Spirit Stage, Meng Huo's growth rate has become even more rapid, and now he is the leader of the Martial God Officers who is second only to the top ten priests in the Pure Spirit Stage.

The high priest of Vena was also entrusted with an important task, and the garrison task of the southern region has always been in charge of Meng Shulai.

In this attack, although the Martial Priest's side suffered heavy losses, it was also so desperate that it dragged the attacker's attack, and in the face of several times the strength of his own, Meng Shu's arrangement played a very important role, at least making those attackers from the other world pay a heavy price.

Inch by inch of block, every inch of blood, one step by one, one battle, and the resolute resistance of the divine military attaché, even the opponent sincerely admired.

Although after the battle, more than a dozen attackers broke through the defensive circle and rushed to Shaohua Pavilion, but Meng Huo also withdrew in time to lead people to go up.

Now in front of Shaohua Pavilion, the six martial god officials, including Meng Shu, were fighting hard with the more than a dozen raider elites, and both sides had already put life and death out of the way.