Looking at the two people who formed a circle around him one after the other, the white-faced monk's expression remained unchanged.

"It seems that, as predicted by the Zhen family, you people are really some darers!"

The white-faced monk said coldly, "Today, Li will let you have no return!"

As he spoke, he saw the white-faced monk swing his sword in his right hand, and the next moment, the flying sword in front of him suddenly turned into a heavy sword shadow to protect his side.

Immediately, I saw a spiritual trick in his hand played, and the eight rune treasures on the tray in the puppet woman's hand behind Zhen Youqian had already taken off.

"Oh no, he wants to activate those runes, stop him!"

Looking at the movements of the white-faced monk, the blood-clothed monk's face suddenly changed wildly, and he roared angrily, and the blood qi on his body suddenly rose, rushing towards the white-faced monk.

On the other side, the black-clothed bald monk who originally had a kind smile on his face also turned into a hideous and angry face in an instant, and his right hand was raised weakly, condensing the heaven-covering demon hand, and pressed towards the white-faced monk.

"Go!"

In the face of the front and back attacks, the white-faced monk's face remained unchanged, and he let out a low cry in his mouth.

The next moment, I saw that the spiritual light on the eight rune treasures was flourishing for a while, and instantly turned into eight streamers, respectively attacking the two of them.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

For a moment, the aura exploded, and a terrifying power swept through the entire auction.

"This ......"

Looking at the void around him that had already begun to turbulent, Lin Yifan was speechless for a moment.

He didn't expect that the people of the Great Van Mora Sect and the Blood Clothes Sect would really dare to enter like this.

"Senior Brother Lin, let's go!"

At this moment, Lin Yifan's ears heard the voice of Senior Brother Li Goudan.

Hearing this, Lin Yifan didn't think much about it, and with a wave of his hand, he rolled up the puppet woman who was still indifferent beside him, and turned her body into an afterimage, which followed Senior Brother Li Goudan and rushed outside.

The reaction speed of the two is naturally extremely fast, but their luck does not mean that everyone's luck is so good.

There were several attics closest to the explosion, which were instantly swept away by the aftermath of the battle between the two sides, and the people in the attic, before they even had time to scream, were directly annihilated in the terrible aftermath of the explosion.

When Lin Yifan and Senior Brother Li Goudan escaped together, only an angry roar was heard behind them, and the entire Jingshe was instantly blown apart.

At the same time, two figures flew out of the retreat, one of them was the person from the Bloody Clothes Sect, but at this moment, his situation was not too good, his whole body was bloody, he looked very embarrassed, and even one of his right arms was gone.

The other person, naturally, was the white-faced monk, although there were many blood marks on his body, but it seemed to be much better than the blood-clothed monk.

And the other monk of the Great Van Mora Sect did not fly out, and without thinking about it, it is estimated that he has already died in the battle just now.

"It's unexpectedly that a foundation building monk died in battle so quickly. ”

Off the field, Lin Yifan sighed with emotion in his heart.

However, what made Lin Yifan feel a little relieved was that it was the enemy who died in battle.

I saw that at this time, the phantom of the magic weapon of the eight runic treasures around the white-faced monk appeared, and his eyes looked coldly at the blood-clothed monk opposite, and said, "If you surrender at this moment, I can spare your life." ”

Hearing this, the Bloody Monk on the other side smiled and said, "Hehe, you think that you have really won, haven't you noticed that your people, until now, have not appeared?"

Hearing this, the white-faced monk couldn't help frowning slightly.

Indeed, this place is not too far from the retreat of several other foundation building monks, and with such a big movement, none of them showed up, I'm afraid, something went wrong!

"Good chance!"

Sensing that the white-faced monk on the other side was distracted, the blood-clothed monk shouted violently.

The next moment, I saw him grab his severed hand, and in an instant, a large amount of blood, as if he had come back to life, turned into a blood snake in the sky, and it screamed towards the white-faced monk.

"Hmph, naïve!"

Facing the blood snakes flying from the sky, the white-faced monk just snorted coldly.

The next moment, I saw a bronze bell transformed by a rune treasure flying out of his side.

"Boom-"

The bronze bell shook slightly, and a melodious bell sounded, and then I saw that the bells scattered like water waves.

Wherever the bell passed, the blood snakes were suddenly struck by lightning and annihilated.

"Poof!"

And just when everyone thought that the battle was about to end, suddenly, they saw the blood-clothed monk slap his palm on his forehead.

In an instant, a large amount of blood came out of his forehead, and with his smile, it looked so hideous.

The next moment, I saw blood dripping from the Blood-Cloaked Sect's body, and soon, a blood-colored formation was formed on the ground.

"What is this?"

Seeing this, the white-faced monk also frowned.

"Quickly stop this person, he is using his life force to activate the short-distance teleportation array!"

Suddenly, I heard a loud shout.

Hearing this, the white-faced monk's face also changed, the spirit trick in his hand changed, and in an instant, several runic treasures around his body suddenly turned into streamers, and they bombarded the blood-clothed monk on the opposite side.

"Woo woo, I'm so miserable, as soon as I appeared, I was attacked, woo woo woo ......"

However, just as the streamer transformed by the rune treasure was about to attack the blood-clothed monk on the opposite side, suddenly, a whimper sounded.

This faint whimpering sound, listening to everyone's ears, suddenly made people feel an irrepressible sense of sadness in their hearts.

"It's miserable, I'm miserable, it's a day like this, but it's okay!"

A cry of sorrow came, and the next moment, I saw the famous Qi Cultivator in the field, with a sad expression, with a touch of despair, raising his sword to wipe it towards his neck.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered from the person's neck in an instant, and the whole person was no longer alive.

"Oh, no, I'm so miserable!"

And this person's suicide seemed to be contagious, and soon, many people in the audience showed a sad look on their faces, and there was a faint tendency to commit suicide.

This was true even for the white-faced Foundation Monk in the air, after all, he was directly facing the sudden whimpering sound.

"What the hell is going on?"

Lin Yifan was also affected by the whimpering voice, but his divine sense was much stronger than that of a monk of the same level, so although there was a sense of sadness in his heart, he did not reach the realm of despair.

Holding back the sadness in his heart, Lin Yifan knocked out Senior Brother Li Goudan who was about to commit suicide with a fan on his side.

At the same time, Lin Yifan couldn't help but be curious, and looked at the direction in the sky where the sad whimpering sound came from.

I saw that beside the blood-clothed monk, I don't know when, there was actually a strange man in mourning clothes.

This person has an ordinary appearance, and it is difficult to remember his appearance at a glance.

It's just that there is a strange aura around his body, which can make people unconsciously have a sad thought of despair of this world.

And the moment he also saw the man in mourning clothes opposite, the white-faced monk's expression finally collapsed.

The next moment, I saw this majestic-looking foundation building monk, but he suddenly cried out bitterly, "Woo woo, alive, so tired, I want to die, ah, I want to die!"

As he spoke, he saw the white-faced monk wave his hand, and the flying sword on his side flew up suddenly, and then stabbed towards his heavenly spirit.

Seeing that the white-faced monk was about to kill him, suddenly, he saw a finger glowing with a faint golden light suddenly appear above his head.

The next moment, I saw a flick of my finger, and then I heard a "bell" sound, and the flying sword that stabbed at the white-faced monk was actually directly bounced out by this finger.

"Heaven and earth, just me!"

At the same time, only a pure voice that resounded through the heavens and the earth could be heard.

The next moment, everyone who was surged into their hearts by sad thoughts was clear and sobered up one after another.

"What happened just now?"

Everyone reacted that the thought of wanting to commit suicide just now was so real that they shuddered when they thought about it.

"That's, I'm a sword immortal!"

Immediately, it seemed that someone had discovered something, and pointed to a clear saint figure in the sky and shouted.

Hearing the sound, everyone looked up and saw a figure bathed in a faint golden glow slowly emerging.

And behind this person, there are several figures, all of them are foundation building monks.

At this moment, everyone reacted, and the one who saved them just now was the Zhengmy Sword Immortal, one of the Seven Sword Immortals of Ten Thousand Swords.

"It's my uncle!"

At this moment, the white-faced monk also flew towards the Zhengwu Sword Immortal, bowed down and saluted, "Thank you Zheng, my uncle, for wanting to save me, the disciple was ashamed and almost committed suicide on the spot." ”

"It's not your fault!"

Just as my sword immortal waved his hand, his eyes were staring at the man in mourning clothes opposite, and said, "This person is very weird, he suddenly appeared on the battlefield of my six major sects, and once he appeared, it caused a large number of strange suicides among my six sect disciples.

Hearing this, the white-faced monk thought of it just now, it seemed that he was almost affected by the other party and committed suicide, and his scalp was numb, and the other party's ability was too weird.

"Woo woo, why, why do you want to go against the resentment of the earth, woo woo woo ......"

At this moment, I only heard the whimpering voice of the mourner-clothed man opposite.

"The bloody clothes are immortal, ah-"

The next moment, I saw the Bloody Cloth Sect Cultivator who turned into a bloody man on his side screamed, and his entire body exploded violently.

Countless flesh and blood splashed, and immediately, I saw that the blood-colored formation suddenly became several times larger.

Immediately afterward, I saw more than a dozen figures walking out of the formation directly, and they were all Bloody Sect monks!

As soon as these Blood-Cloaked Monks appeared, they slaughtered in all directions without saying a word.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, I saw that the pure saint light on my sword immortal's body suddenly flourished, and with a wave of his hand, a clear saint sword qi slashed towards the man in mourning clothes on the opposite side.

"Ten Thousand Swords Disciple, slay the incoming enemy!"

I only heard the order of the Zhengmy Sword Immortal, and the white-faced monk and the foundation-building period monks who came with the Zhengmy Sword Immortal greeted the foundation-building period monks of the Bloody Clothes Sect.

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