Before the people from the Divine Sword Gate could speak, the wall suddenly began to crack, and the cracks became bigger and bigger, and finally exploded.

Several more disciples of the Divine Sword Sect walked out from behind the wall.

Beside those disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, there were also several skeleton warriors wearing armor.

"What do you mean. ”

"Of course, I killed you, in order to avenge our senior brother Xu Batian!!"

A female disciple of the Divine Sword Sect stood up and snorted coldly.

"You have to think clearly, there are nineteen of us, and you are only ten. ”

Long Yangjun sneered.

Just when Long Yangjun was smiling, a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect released his whole body momentum, and the coercion of the Refining Void Perfection enveloped the nineteen people of the Divine Sword Sect.

That person's name was Chen Lin, and he was a middle-to-upper level among the disciples of the inner sect of the Divine Sword Sect, and one of his uncles was an elder of the Divine Sword Sect.

Not only Long Yangjun, but others were in a cold sweat.

"For today, we have cultivated very hard, and we have also taken pills that can instantly increase our strength, not to mention that there are nineteen of you, even if it is twenty-nine, today, you must die!"

The leading disciple of the Divine Sword Sect shouted loudly.

Bing Xue'er was also among them, but she didn't speak, as a descendant of the Ice God, she was proud and disdained to bully the small.

"Aren't you afraid of the head of my Excalibur Sect? ”

A beautiful-looking female disciple of the Divine Sword Sect named Xu Jiaojiao stood up and said.

"Excuse me, I'm worried, we won't kill you directly, at most we will seriously injure you, or abolish your cultivation, and throw you into a place infested with powerful beasts, and let the beasts kill you, so that you are not killed by us. Even if you are held accountable, the punishment will not be great!"

A disciple in a blue robe from the Divine Sword Sect said coldly, and after that, he also showed his weapon and made a motion to wipe his neck.

"In addition, we have tamed several Void Beasts and Skeleton Warriors. ”

The tall disciple at the head of the Divine Sword Sect pointed to both sides.

"Senior Brother Guangping, don't talk nonsense with them, just go straight to them. ”

A disciple of the Divine Sword Sect said impatiently.

"Up!"

The two sides are at war together.

The coercion of the Refining Void Perfection powerhouse has reduced the strength of some weak disciples of the Divine Sword Sect by at least two layers, and although it occupies an advantage in numbers, this advantage will soon disappear.

Yang Fan's speed was very fast, and he came to the battlefield of both sides in less than a few minutes, but he did not enter the battle, but wanted to use this time to train Long Yangjun and his party.

Roar!

Long Yangjun roared and took out a golden elixir from the ring, Yang Fan recognized it, it was the elixir that he had refined without side effects when he first joined the Divine Sword Sect, and it could improve the three small realms.

"Don't think that only you have the elixir to increase your strength. ”

As the pill was swallowed into his abdomen, a stream of hot qi and blood continued to hit Long Yangjun's dantian.

The infant transformation is complete, the early stage of refining deficiency, and the middle stage of refining deficiency.

Although there is a difference of two small realms between the strength of Chen Lin and Chen Lin, the current strength of the two is not the original, and they cannot give full play to it, and for a while, Long Yangjun restrained Chen Lin.

Rumble!

Long Yangjun and Chen Lin's fists collided, and the terrifying explosion instantly swept around, and some people who were close were blown away.

Qiong Yao faced Bingxue'er.

It's just that Qiong Yao, who is in the middle of the infant transformation, is not the opponent of Bingxue'er in the late stage of the infant transformation at all.

As soon as Qiong Yao was careless, she was frozen by Bing'er and lost her movement. Fortunately, she didn't have the next move, otherwise Yang Fan would have to make a secret move.

The battle situation intensified, and after only ten minutes, five disciples of the Divine Sword Sect lost their combat effectiveness, and only one of the Divine Sword Sect lost their combat effectiveness, and the comprehensive strength was obvious.

Roar!

The tamed sixth-order fierce beast is swift and the black panther is very fast, and its infant transformation strength is actually comparable to the full speed of a powerhouse who refines the void and completes.

Yang Fan saw very clearly from the sidelines that three of the five disciples who lost their combat effectiveness did it because of it.

Seeing this, Yang Fan picked up a stone, aimed at the head of the swift black panther and shot away.

Sou!

The stone flew at least ten times the speed of sound, but it was caught by the swift black panther's divine sense, and he turned around to dodge, but he was still a step too slow.

Poof!

The stone pierced through its skull, killing him instantly.

With the suppression of Yang Fan's true yuan power, the others didn't notice that the swift black panther was dead, until a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect cut off its head and found that it was already dead.

The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect saw this scene and cast shocked glances one after another.

"Hit him to a serious injury, he can easily kill the swift black panther, and he is definitely a hidden refining powerhouse. ”

In the Divine Sword Sect, I don't know who said this, for a while, three people before turned their targets to the disciple of the Divine Sword Sect who killed the swift black panther.

The Divine Sword Sect disciple smiled bitterly.

"Can I say that I didn't kill that?"

"Bastard, do you mean we're all blind?"

A female disciple of the Divine Sword Sect shouted coquettishly, raised her weapon and killed.

"It's not good, quickly cover Wanyang. ”

Three more disciples of the Divine Sword Sect came to Wan Yang's side, ready to defend.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

A thin male disciple's long sword next to Wan Yang flew up, and in an instant, thousands of long swords were suspended in the air.

"Kill!"

Tens of thousands of flying swords stabbed at those disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.

"Nameless!"

Among the three who rushed to support, a person named Wang Chong applauded.

"Carving insect skills!"

The golden light in the palm of a burly disciple of the Divine Sword Sect converged, and then slapped forward, and thousands of palms collided with the flying sword.

Most of the palms had been offset by the flying swords, but there were still thousands of them that broke through the flying swords and killed the four of Wanyang.

The faces of the four were solemn.

"Sword Formation!"

The last disciple among the four snorted in a deep voice, that person's name was Ma Yangyu, ranked in the top 100 among all the inner disciples, and at the same time, he was also Jian Yi's nephew, that is, the son of the fifth elder, who was more than 390 years old this year, and his talent was among the top among his peers.

The fifth elder's name is Ma Xudong, and he and the sixth elder are brothers.

Ma Xudong is an illusionist with a very deep knowledge of illusion, and the weapon he uses is a musical instrument, to be precise, Ma Xudong creates illusions through sound, and it is difficult for people who don't know him to find out when he laid the illusion.

A plain greeting, or just a simple hiccups, etc., can be a medium for him to use his illusions on you.

His strength has even reached a terrifying consummation, among the top ten elders, his strength ranks third, and the second is the second elder Meng Feizhou.

The sixth elder Ma Lesheng, the fifth elder Ma Xudong's younger brother, in the late stage of the merger, is good at spiritual illusions, and Qiong Yao is his daughter.

If Uchiha Itachi competes with Ma Lesheng in illusions, the writing wheel eye has not been strengthened by the system, and he will be beaten to the point of calling his father every minute.