Purple light danced in the eyes of the two, the blue light was fleeting in the eyes of the two, and the two huge heads fell from their shoulders in unison, and this was only an instantaneous thing, and even the monk who was attacked by the lightning at the beginning was not completely killed.

Lou Yi looked at the wind whirlwind wrapped around his body, looked at the thunder light that was like a big cloud on his back, he was very satisfied with the results, he thought this was a perfect start, and raised his eyes to look at the direction of the sky.

The monk who was attacked by the thunder and lightning at the beginning finally swallowed his last breath in despair, and his body was completely shattered by the thunder and lightning, while the other three were still resisting stubbornly, the thunder flashed from his body, the green shadow followed him, and the lightning reverberated in the air.

After a while, Lou Yi walked out of the wall of Xuanbing intact, and at this moment, the battle outside had already entered the white heat, the monk of the Haoxue Sect attacked the mountain gate of the Iron King Sect, the monk of the refining period was not nearby, Lou Yi felt something, and looked up in the direction of the sky.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he muttered to himself, "It's okay, it's okay....."

Looking around, but seeing that the monks of the Immortal Tower were like fierce tigers, they were unstoppable, not only them, but even these disciples of the Haoxue Sect, under the leadership of the elders, rushed towards the monks of the Iron King Sect like crazy.

Maybe it was because of the huge losses they faced in Shuangzhi Mountain before, which made the monks sent by the Iron King demoralized, and Lou Yi froze more than a dozen monks of the Iron King Sect in the God Transformation Stage in a single turn, this shocking scene intensified the fear in their hearts even more.

Although morale is something that cannot be seen or touched, it determines the direction of the war.

Originally, they were still counting on their boss to be able to turn the tide, but who would have thought that in the other party's lineup, there was also a person with hands and eyes who fought with their head and did not fall behind at all.

What's more, at this time, the enemy is desperately guarding the mountain gate, breaking through from other directions, and it has become a fantasy, although there is a saying that the dog will jump off the wall when he is in a hurry, but the Iron King Sect is forbidden to enchant all around, the purpose is to prevent the enemy's attack.

But now it has become an urn that prevents them from escaping, and this time it is really going to be caught in the urn.

They have no way at all, and some even want to surrender, but the monks who ask Xianlou do not accept surrender at all, after a few years of fighting, asking Xianlou can be described as a great injury, and these bastards have never stopped for a day.

I have been holding this evil breath for so many years, and now I don't take advantage of this great opportunity to take a vicious breath, don't they all say that I want to kill you while you are sick?

The two brothers of the Li family are charging ahead, and group battles are what they are best at, dealing with these monks of the Iron King Sect, there is no squatting in the god transformation period, they are really not afraid.

However, compared to the two of them, there are two people who rush to the front, one is Wang Baofeng, and the other is Yang Zirong, both of whom have been in the predecessor of the Iron King Sect, the Beiwu Sect, and they are familiar with this place.

Today's Hokubu Sect is full of traces after the original battle, and there are even many places that cannot be repaired until now.

Wang Baofeng and Yang Zirong looked straight ahead in a daze, a crack like a moat, across the entire Iron King Sect, Shengsheng divided this sect into two, and in the bottomless ravine, there was a spiritual wind blowing in their faces.

The two noticed that the current Iron King Sect was actually built in the deep valley of this ravine, with countless pontoon bridges connecting the deep valley, but the area above the ravine was a mess, and there was not even a decent building in sight.

It seems that the angry blow of the sect master of the Beiwu Sect completely destroyed this once powerful sect and buried the Beiwu Sect created by the Bei family with his own hands, which is not an abomination but a heartache.

The decline of the North family is not an overnight effort, but a step by step cannibalization, the North family is open-minded and generous, which does not mean that the two Iron Kings know that they are humble and respectful, but they have intensified their efforts in private, if it is not for the North Immortal Weng is still there, I am afraid that the North family has already changed hands and has taken the surname of the Iron King.

Wang Baofeng looked at the place where he lived in the past, but now it is in ruins, and a sadness that cannot be concealed arises, he is not the original family of the Wang family in the Eastern Regions, he was born and raised here, everything here is of great significance to him.

The place where the two Iron Kings lived was completely in ruins, overgrown with weeds, broken walls, and a barren appearance.

These guys who claim to be the Iron King Sect have no intention of rebuilding this place at all, they are just looking for the location of the spiritual veins of the Northern Martial Sect at the beginning, and symbolically build the place where they live, what façade, what majesty, to hell with it.

Wang Baofeng trembled, and a piercing sound burst out of his hand, it seemed that his emotions were a little out of control, Yang Zirong on the side sighed, wanting to comfort him a few words, but he also saw this scene, remembered Wang Xun's invitation at the beginning, and the bits and pieces of life here jumped in front of him.

He is still like this, not to mention Wang Baofeng, who has lived here for decades, at this time, there are chasing soldiers coming from the rear, and the monk of Xianlou in the rear has already exchanged hands with them, Yang Zirong said, "Let's solve the matter in front of us first!"

Wang Baofeng nodded, and the two figures disappeared in place, and there was a fierce fighting sound from behind, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

At the same time, Tie Shan and Qin Hai finally rushed over, and there were monks who pounced on them, just because there were only two of them, Tie Shan snorted coldly, and he didn't even use Juque, his fists clenched, and he blasted over, and the power of the star marks raged in the air, only to see dozens of people on the opposite side, like sacks, falling to the ground one after another.

However, most of the people who can be killed like this are relatively low cultivation existences, and those who rush over without slowing down are obviously not afraid of their fists, and the seven people, all of whom are in the late Yuan Infant stage, seem to have formed some kind of battle formation and pounced on them head-on.

"Big brother, don't make a move, watch me kill them!" Tie Shan said.

"Okay!" There was only one word that answered him, Qin Hai stood still with his fists clenched, watching Tie Shan set up an attack posture, and the Juque Sword emitted amazing sword qi fluctuations, as if it was catering to Tie Shan's Spirit Yuan fluctuations.

Iron Mountain had found his way, and all he lacked now was enough time.

The way of the sword, a very ordinary and ordinary way, most sword cultivators will choose the way, because this sword path is the way that the predecessors walked, but the way of Tieshan seems to be different, he is the way to break the sky.

The sword can cut the stars, the sword can break the universe, and a sword can cut the sky, which requires great perseverance and courage, and the reason why he chose such a difficult sword path is because of the sword that the Northern Prisoner Wu used before leaving.

The sky-breaking blow brought him not just the shock of his eyes, but the shock from the depths of his soul, the supreme saint of the sword, can he really cut the sky in the end?

If he wasn't sure it before, but now he was convinced of it, his hand was firmly on the giant que, the sword qi flowed along the blade, and the qi around his body was vertical and horizontal, and the seven people who were coming suddenly stopped at the same time, looking at Tie Shan in horror.

Tie Shan's eyes were extremely indifferent, and his other hand held on to the hilt of the sword, and as soon as his eyes opened, a fine light shot out, and the giant gate fell from top to bottom, and a sword light slashed straight at the seven people, and the terrifying sword qi even cut the air.

The speed was too fast, the power was too strong, and the seven of them even forgot to escape, staring blankly at the huge sword light piercing their bodies, and then watching their own bodies, slowly dissolving under the tearing of the sword qi.

In the end, they could only watch themselves die with a wry smile, and they didn't even have time to scream.

Kill seven monks of the same rank with one sword, this is not something that anyone can do, Qin Hai gasped, and looked at Tie Shan in disbelief, this younger brother of his is really too strong, and at the same time he sighed in his heart, "The heavenly vein is the heavenly vein, but it can't be the same......

But he wasn't jealous, more just a little regretful, he knew that in the end the gap between himself and his younger brother would only get bigger and bigger, his younger brother would be able to step on the way of heaven, and how far he could go, to be honest, he didn't have a trace of confidence in his heart.

Tie Shan glanced back at Qin Hai, and saw that he was a little worried, and said, "Big brother, don't worry, that guy must have a way!"

Qin Hai naturally understood who that guy was referring to, at the beginning, he had become a five-rank Dan master at such a young age, and he was able to manage a lot of strength, which showed that he was definitely not a thing in the pool.

"I hope so......" Qin Hai muttered to himself.

No one can say for sure what will happen in the future, some things can only be believed if you see them with your own eyes, he is not a blindly optimistic person, at least not yet.

The two brothers went straight to the Iron King Sect, Tie Shan was holding a thing in his hand at the moment, it was the sect master order that the fifth prisoner of the North handed over to him, his master hoped that he could succeed to the position of the sect master of the North Martial Sect, but the current North Martial Sect has long existed in name only, and it is not so simple to revitalize it.

At the same time, the two brothers of the Li family also entered the Iron King Sect in the bloody rain, Wang Baofeng and they walked the boundary of the Wang family on the left, so they went to the original station of the Tie family.

Touch the same ruins, touch the same broken walls, but the difference is that in the back here, there are newly built buildings, standing in the ruins, is there anything else that the Iron King Sect covets?

Li Dare and Li Chuang, with their own people, rushed over directly, but the process was not simple, the battle from the beginning to the present, it was completely chaotic, casualties were inevitable, even if the equipment was elite, it was inevitable that it would not be suppressed by the number of people, nearly a hundred times the number of their own people.

These leaders still have the strength to deal with it, and these ordinary guards and disciples of the Haoxue Sect are not so smooth to deal with, the number of personnel has been reduced by one-ninth, and the number of casualties is still increasing.

Above the sky, there are fighting figures everywhere, but as far as the eye can see, the real battle has become more intense. [.]