Chapter 120

More than fifty disciples gathered in battle, they knew that this time they would come forward and it would be a mortal situation, but they had their own arrogance and their own beliefs.

Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets!

The thunder led to the ground, and the originally dark conference pavilion appeared to flicker because of the appearance of the thunder.

Outside the attic, listening to the wind and rain, the heavy rain was majestic, and the entire Sword Sect was shaky.

Thunder and lightning thundered in the attic, blood splattered, and the walls around the conference pavilion were splattered with blood.

"Kill!"

The disciple of the One Sword Sect held the sword and slashed, but his strength was lower than the other party after all, coupled with the cooperation of the heavenly thunder around him, causing him to be split in half in an instant.

But just as his body split, his entire body exploded instantly, and the disciples of Mingping Palace who were still fighting around him were instantly blown into scum.

He knew that he couldn't win against the other party, so before he was killed, he was ready to blow himself up, this was the determination of the Sword Sect disciples!

However, due to the disparity in numbers, dozens of Sword Sect disciples were soon wrapped in a small circle.

The swords stabbed, and the disciples of the One Sword Sect made a disdainful expression on their faces, and their bodies went directly towards the sword.

The chaotic sword pierced into his body, and the blood instantly wet his whole body, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and his eyes stared at the crowd.

"In the next life, even if you are a dog, you will have to bite a bite of meat on your group of bastards. ”

The Sword Sect disciple held the several sword bodies that pierced his body with one hand, and he changed the long sword into a throwing shape with his right hand.

Use all your spiritual power, pour it into the long sword, and throw it forward.

The sword pierced through the air like a roaring dragon, roaring with a roar.

In an instant, the disciple of Mingping Palace who was standing in front was pierced through his head.

The Sword Sect disciple's face was covered with blood, and he slowly fell to the ground, and until death, his hand was still holding on to the long sword, and there was no sign of letting go.

He used his body as a meat shield, exchanging one of his lives for the lives of his enemies.

"Kill!"

Another Sword Sect disciple, with tears in his eyes, blue tendons in his throat bursting out, and a roar accompanied by a hoarse voice, charged with him.

The slash of a long sword caused thousands of holes to appear in his body.

His right hand was broken, and he switched to holding the sword in his left hand.

With a broken left leg, he switched to a jump step and continued to charge.

A knife slashed at his flesh and skin, but he still had only one thought in his heart, and that was to kill!

His eyes were bloodshot, and his green tendons were revealed along with blood.

A long sword like a venomous poisonous snake suddenly appeared from the right, and a sword directly cut off the head of this Sword Sect disciple.

The skull fell to the ground like a small ball, rolling several meters away.

But even so, the corpse did not fall, and the headless man took a few steps forward, his left hand like a machine, and raised his sword forward.

The disciples of Mingping Palace who were standing in front of him were so frightened that they didn't even make the most ordinary defensive moves.

However, this headless corpse, the signs of life have long since disappeared, and he can make these actions because the will in his body is too strong.

The corpse fell with its sword raised, its long sword plunged into the ground, and its body lay straight on the ground.

The same plot is repeated, and the number of disciples of the Sword Sect is getting smaller and smaller.

Fifty, forty, thirty......

Bikong watched this scene, and he wanted to move his body to save this group of children.

But he found that his body at this time had completely disobeyed his command, and he couldn't move at all.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the tiger mountains.

They wanted to cross this mountain and open up a new landscape for the Sword Sect, but at the cost of forging it with their lives.

Bi Kong knows that this scenery may never be seen again.

Wei Yuanyang won Ren Langtian at this time, and he couldn't save the current situation at all.

After all, at this time, there was another palace master of Mingping Palace on the field, a powerhouse in the realm of Dacheng.

As the saying goes, people are not as good as heaven. The Sword Sect, Qingping, and Mingping Palace, the three major forces combined to encircle and suppress the Sword Sect.

God wants you to die, who would dare to keep you?

"I know I'm a moth, but I still want to put out the fire. ”

"Solve them, search for Li Dan in a carpet way! You want to see people alive, and you want to see corpses when you die!"

Chu Yuxiao stood in the distance, looking at the group of Sword Sect disciples who didn't care about life and death, and sneered. She didn't want to waste a lot of time here.

She came for only one purpose, that is, to arrest Li Danqing!

The sword at his waist in Chu Yuxiao's hand was infused with the light of the two colors of Cailian, plus the traction of the heavenly thunder and the wind.

Like a dragon that opened the sky, it shot towards the blue sky.

Destroying the withering and decaying momentum, Yu Wei directly tore apart the pillar in the distance.

The surrounding corpses were even more rubbed into flames and burned. This sword is enough to kill the blue sky!

Bikong smiled miserably and lamented: "After all, I still have the intention to kill the thief, and I can't go back to the sky!"

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly surged outside, and the door closed directly, and a golden light and shadow shuttled around the conference pavilion.

A cold shadow appeared in Chu Yuxiao's eyes.

"A little chill!"

This move is very familiar to her, it is Li Danda's move to defeat Li Wuqi in the Six Sects of Arguments.

The sword in Chu Yuxiao's hand had already been thrown, so she didn't defend it at the first time. Instead, he poured green life into his body.

The cold shadow of the sword light penetrated Chu Yuxiao's chest, and just as the blood was about to spurt, the hole that had penetrated through it instantly healed together.

The cold shadow flew out the door and landed in the hands of a young man.

I saw that the young man's eyes were covered with black cloth, he was dressed in a gray robe, and he only saw the scabbard of the sword at his waist, but he could not see the body of the sword.

"Li Danda. ”

Chu Yuxiao looked happy, she had been looking for so long, but she didn't expect Li Danda to send it to the door by herself.

But she looked behind Li Danda again, her brows furrowed slightly, and her doubts increased greatly.

I saw dozens of people standing behind Li Dan, among which the two people standing in the front once shined in the Six Sects of Debate.

Gun Tower, Zhang Qiuning.

With a spear in one hand, he seriously injured Zhao Ziqin, regardless of his fame, and quietly left after the victory.

Deciduous Palace, Huang Zidi.

A flute in one hand, a song "Neon Dress Song", stunning the world, better than the Song Dynasty dark yin, standing flow method.

The two looked gloomy, and Zhang Qiuning's performance was particularly gloomy.

"Ten years ago, the Sword Sect destroyed my Gun Tower, and now the Sword Sect has united with Mingping Palace to destroy the Sword Sect. Is this the so-called Great Sect?"

Zhang Qiuning dragged the gun away, and the tip of the gun ignited sparks on the ground.

His eyes glowed with black light, and his whole person seemed to be blackened, and the dark color was wrapped around the body of the spear, like a dragon that destroyed the world, sprinting forward.

At this time, Xuedugu's whole body had already exhausted his strength, and he had no strength to fight again, so he carefully moved his heels and walked backwards.

The spear was proud, the demon dragon was born, the dark fire burned around, and the spear in Zhang Qiuning's hand turned from vertical to horizontal, sweeping away.

Chu Yuxiao snorted coldly, not taking Zhang Qiuning in his eyes at all.

"A junior in the realm of mere dignity dares to make an axe in front of me. Is it true that I, the palace master of Mingping Palace, am I in vain?"

Chu Yuxiao's hands led the heavenly thunder, turning into a white tiger, and the sound of the tiger's roar caused the wind to blow the cracked wood around him, and rushed towards the demon dragon spear.

Thunder Tiger is the king of beasts, and the demon dragon is the lord of the firmament, the two collide, try to compete with it!