At this moment, there was movement in the sarcophagus.

Mu Tianlin's expression was indifferent, and everything was under control.

Ye Di was secretly happy in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Retreat." ”

At the sound of an order, the Immortal Sword King Baorong, the Iron Fist Wu Xia, the Jade Sword Zhao Yi and the surviving disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect retreated behind Ye Di and waited for them.

Yanshan, Meng Tian, Liu Ruobai, Dugufeng, Shi Potian, Wanyan Liang, Wanyan Guge, Qin Han and Lin Yuanyang gathered in one place, with solemn expressions.

A moment later, hundreds of Qin Zhirui soldiers and ghost soldiers walked out of the sarcophagus, holding bronze swords, and killed the nine people.

At this time, the nine people were already a tired army, and it was difficult to fight for a long time, and there was still a glimmer of life if they were forcibly killed. Once besieged by Qin's Ruishi and Netherworld Ghost Soldiers, and surrounded by strong enemies, he will die for life. However, once the nine people left, the underground palace would be controlled by the Heavenly Dao Sect and the Netherworld Ghost Mansion, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Brother Wanyan looked at Yan Shan and said in a deep voice: "Time is pressing, make a decision quickly!"

Yan Shan nodded slightly, and asked Meng Tian with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret, "Tian'er, have you found anything?"

Meng Tian's expression was calm, and he replied with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "There are mechanisms in the twenty stone statues of Qin Zhiruishi. ”

The situation forced us to have no choice.

Yan Shan sighed lightly and said casually: "Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood." Kill it!"

Brother Wanyan Gu looked disdainful and sneered: "Coward!"

Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers were already approaching, and Yan Shan didn't have time to explain at all. He looked at Liu Ruobai and said softly: "Brother Liu, it's up to you!"

Liu Ruobai smiled indifferently and nodded slightly. The next moment, he stood proudly, his expression became indifferent, his eyes were empty, and he was dressed in white without wind, majestic and majestic, as if a god had descended into the world. The Heavenly Fury Sword suddenly unsheathed, pointing at the sky, the dark red sword body flashing with glittering bloodlight, exuding an extremely terrifying aura. Liu Ruobai held the Heavenly Fury Sword in his hand and faced the Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers, with a terrifying momentum.

Regardless of life and death, but for a hearty battle.

Shi Potian looked at the Iron Fist Wu Xia and said loudly: "The victory is not scored, do you dare to fight again?"

Wu Xia sneered: "Why don't you dare? I'll fight you to the death." Before the words fell, he had already punched out, and the momentum was compelling.

Shi Potian's pride surged upward, waving his palms to meet it, like a dragon going out to sea, unstoppable.

Fists and palms struck, without reservation, fighting to the death.

Wan Yan Liang was not far behind, looked at Zhao Yi of the jasper knife, and chuckled: "Do you dare to fight to the death?"

Zhao Yi said coldly: "Accompany you to the end!"

The knife flashed, the brokeback chopping knife and the jasper knife constantly collided, and the sound of the fine iron resonating was endless.

Dugufeng looked at Wang Baorong, his eyes full of longing.

Wang Baorong nodded slightly.

The body shape changed, the sword qi crisscrossed and crisscrossed, and Dugufeng and Wang Baorong fought together.

Seeing this situation, Brother Wanyan snorted coldly, waved the Sun and Moon Twin Hammers, and killed straight towards Ye Di, with a compelling momentum.

Ye Di didn't dare to hold it up in the slightest, and hurriedly waved his knife to meet it.

The sword light and hammer shadow complement each other, and Brother Wanyan and Ye Di are fighting in one place.

At this moment, Wanyan Guge's internal strength and physical strength are no longer comparable to their peak state, but they are still on an equal footing with Ye Di. If it is a long battle, the number of victories and defeats is not yet known.

Qin Han stared at Mu Tianlin intently, secretly breathing.

Lin Yuanyang swung his sword and slashed, his figure erratic. He killed the enemy fakely, and he has been waiting for the opportunity to kill Yanshan.

Yan Shan's heart was like a mirror, and he said to Meng Tian with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Tian'er, keep an eye on Lin Yuanyang." ”

Meng Tian nodded slightly, his eyes as clear as water.

After that, Yan Shan stabbed out with a sword, killing Qin Zhirui and the ghost soldiers, as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning.

Two bronze swords pierced Yan Shan's chest, and Yan Shan's body disappeared into invisibility in an instant, just an afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Shan had already appeared in front of the twenty stone statues of Qin Zhiruishi. He remained silent and gently turned the stone statue. As Meng Tian said, there is a mechanism hidden in the stone statue. At this moment, there is no choice but to give it a go. Thinking of this, Yan Shan did not hesitate to turn the twenty stone statues of Qin Zhirui one by one.

Seeing this situation, although Mu Tianlin didn't know why, he resolutely pulled out his long sword and killed Yanshan.

Qin Han chuckled, waved the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul Penetrate, and greeted Mu Tianlin.

Once the statue is destroyed, the mechanism will cease to exist.

Yan Shan's expression was focused, and he kept turning the stone statue, completely forgetful. Finally, he came to the last stone statue.

At this moment, Lin Yuanyang's expression became indifferent, his eyes were empty, and he raised his internal force to the peak state, urging his true qi with all his might. In an instant, the figure turned into a sword shadow in the sky, shrouding towards Yan Mountain. Between the sword shadows, the green energy swirls around, mysterious and unpredictable. The wind blows the willows, the sky is full of sword shadows, and the killing is invisible.

At the same time, Meng Tian's eyes became dim, his expression was sad, and his body and Tao were one, as if he was one with all things in heaven and earth, and the plants and trees were sad, and the wind and clouds changed color. She stabbed out with a sword, seemingly unremarkable, but possessing an irresistible magic. When the sword blade passed, the grass and trees withered in an instant, which was strange and unpredictable. Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky. Meng Tian was as fast as the wind, turned into a phantom, and then disappeared, as if he was integrated with the sword of sorrow. The Sword of Sorrow suddenly turned into a soft light, as fast as lightning, and unstoppable.

At the moment when the sword shadow in the sky shrouded Yan Mountain, a soft light disappeared into the sword shadow in the sky.

The sword shadow in the sky suddenly dissipated, and a gray figure was unabated, resolutely.

In this instant, Yan Shan avoided the key point with the afterimage method.

The next moment, a long sword pierced Yan Shan's body, and then sank into the stone statue.

Lin Yuanyang's face was like ashes, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. He slowly fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

Meng Tian knelt on one knee, holding the sword of sorrow tightly in his hand, and his face was as white as paper. Her expression was sad, her eyes were dark, and her crystal tears glittered with endless sorrow.

Sadness and sword intent, the unity of human and sword, one blow will kill.

On the battlefield, the eyes see the six roads and the ears listen to the eight directions. The scene of Lin Yuanyang's fall, Qin Han had a full view. He sighed softly, a look of regret on his face.

At this moment, a sound of stone slab friction suddenly sounded, one after another, endlessly.

Yan Shan was overjoyed, and laughed loudly: "I succeeded!" Before the words fell, blood gushed out. He casually sealed the three acupuncture points, pulled out the long sword, and then ripped off the placket of his shirt and hastily bandaged the wound.

Meng Tian smiled, everything was worth it.

Yan Shan walked quickly to Meng Tian's side, took the hand of the Qianqian jade, and said in a deep voice: "Kill out!"

Liu Ruobai said loudly: "I'll open the way!" Before the words fell, a touch of blood appeared in his eyes, and the dark red sword body continued to exude a rich blood-colored aura. The blood-colored qi soared into the sky, spreading in all directions, and in the blink of an eye, the whole world turned pale red.

Sadness and sword intent, the unity of human and sword, one blow will kill. - Meng Tian

(End of chapter)