The eight protectors of the Black Lotus Sect flew over, making the masters of the Great Wind Hall camp feel like ashes, and they were desperate several times.

And a mysterious methodist swordsman and five mysterious grandmaster peak swordsmen were killed, which made the desperate people suddenly see hope.

This life of death, under the bitterness and sweetness, made them excited, and their momentum continued to rise.

"Kill these dog-day Dongying people!"

"Kill! Anyway, Lao Tzu has a cheap life, and if he dies, he will pull a person from Qishi Mansion to accompany him to the funeral!"

A loud shout kept coming, and everyone became more and more excited, and the five swordsmen at the peak of the grandmaster joined the battlefield, and immediately stopped all the eight protectors of the Black Lotus Sect who rushed over.

No words, no need to be polite, just raise your sword and kill!

Chou Kong Mountain was trapped by the trapped demon chains, and he couldn't break free, so he had to shout: "Solve this monk for me first, let me free my hands!"

"Yes!" a Grandmaster Dharma Protector came out with a voice and headed directly in the direction of Qing Ge.

The power of the Sorrowful Sky Mountain is endless, constantly fighting with the trapped demon chains, Qing Ge is fully controlling the trapped demon chains at this time, and has no intention of fighting, so he can only watch the man stab with a long sword.

Block, Sorrowful Sky Mountain will definitely be able to break free from the control of the trapped demon chains.

If you don't block it, you will die, but you can only control the empty mountain for a while!

She gritted her teeth violently, and suddenly she didn't move directly, urging the trapped demon chain to fly towards the empty mountain.

"Hey!" Seeing that Qingge didn't care about himself, this person let out a cold snort, and the long sword was faster, heading straight for Qingge's neck.

It's getting closer!

Qing Ge had already slowly closed his eyes, all the grandmasters were fighting at this moment, and no one could help him.

Will anyone notice their dilemma?

Between the lightning and flint, countless thoughts flashed, and a piercing sound of gold and iron clanged in front of her eyes interrupted her thoughts.

Qing Ge suddenly turned his head to look, and what caught his eye was a majestic figure, his filial piety clothes were covered with blood, and there were two hideous wounds on his back, which were constantly squirming flesh and blood.

is such a hideous and terrifying figure, a constantly shaking figure, blocking all the dangers for himself.

All of them didn't pay attention to themselves, but here he came.

It's like the master back then, in the crowd, saved himself, and the tall figure stood in front of him, blocking everything.

For a while, the two figures completely coincided.

What does it feel like, and why is it so familiar?

This man looked at the long sword that had been cut off in his hand, his eyes were full of incredulity, and looking at the body in front of him that was almost covered with wounds and almost unstable in battle, an inexplicable fear surged into his heart.

Fu gritted his teeth stubbornly, his expression was indifferent and terrifying, and he said: "You can't protect He Wenyue, but Qingge can always do it, right?"

After he finished speaking, a terrifying aura suddenly gushed out from his whole body, and a sword stabbed out.

A monstrous wave of blood surged, and the sword intent in the sky rushed straight to Xiao Han, and this person's pupils continued to expand, and then he fell down like this.

A powerhouse in the middle stage of the Grandmaster was killed in an instant almost instantly!

It's not that Fu Yan is too strong, but this person has already been terrified to the extreme in his heart.

Blood trickled down his throat, his entire neck pierced by the sword, and his eyes were wide open, filled with fear and shock.

Fu Yan's figure shook for a while, and he hurriedly used the Wind Breaking Sword to support his body, and after a fierce battle, his deep internal strength was almost dried up, and he no longer had the ability to fight.

It's been a long time, and he hasn't experienced the taste of exhaustion of internal strength for a long time.

Countless battles, only in the battle of Wushan Town, let his internal strength dry up.

He almost wanted to fall, weak to the extreme, and when he looked back, he saw that Qingge's whole body was filled with Buddha light, staring at Chou Kong Mountain, his fingers constantly forming seals, manipulating the chains of trapped demons.

This girl didn't know all the time on Huangquan Road.

Fu Yan smiled bitterly slightly, and slowly turned his head to look at the tragic battle below, and the fight was gradually about to be decided. The five supporting grandmaster peak swordsmen have extraordinary strength, wonderful swordsmanship, and profound internal strength, each of which has the ability to fight one against two and one against three.

Where does such a good swordsmanship and such a deep internal force come from?

Fu Yan thought carefully and shook his head slowly, but what he didn't know was that the moment he turned his head, a pair of tearful starry eyes were looking at his back deeply.

"Kill!" A loud shout came again, and I saw that the mysterious swordsman who came later slashed out a sword like water, surging in the air, turning into a white wave, and immediately knocked the heavenly ninja back.

This familiar voice suddenly made Fu Yan suddenly brighten!

This is the Witch Breath Stream!

Good guy, I combed my hair and dressed up, and I was so heroic, so different from my messy hair before, that I almost didn't recognize it.

Since it is the Witch Breath Stream, then the other Grandmaster Swordsmen are from ......

Four words suddenly poured into Fu Xuan's mind - Yanshan Sword Sect!

The swordsman of the Yanshan Sword Sect!

The master of the world's No. 1 sword sect is finally here!

No wonder the swordsmanship is so exquisite!

"If you only have this ability, then the Qishi Mansion is destined to be unable to turn things around today!" the faint voice of dust echoed in the air.

King Yama didn't speak with a calm face, just gritted his teeth, the internal strength of the person in front of him was on par with himself, but the figure was so elusive that it was impossible to prevent it.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Even if you are proficient in the concealment method, you will not be able to defeat me!"

Dust chuckled, looked around, and said, "What are you looking around, what is the most?"

Yan Liubai said in a deep voice: "Corpse!"

"Wrong! It's murderous!" Dust said coldly: "In this kind of place, my dust is definitely not comparable to you!"

As he spoke, he suddenly exuded a monstrous black aura from his body, and with a finger of the black sword, a shocking murderous aura suddenly surged out.

The cold, almost substantial murderous aura was constantly stirring in the air like a wave.

Then, in the next moment, the murderous aura that lingered all over the mountains and fields suddenly seemed to be suctioned, and all of them swept into the sky, pillar by pillar, madly towards the dust black sword.

When all the killing intent gathered within his black sword, he could barely lift this black sword, which was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

The black sword was whimpering, trembling, and when he stabbed straight out, it was as if the whole world was trembling.

The murderous aura surged up to the sky, like a stormy wave, suddenly swept down, destroying all things along the way.

"Kill!" Yan Liubai roared angrily, and the internal force of his whole body condensed on the white fan, and the white fan suddenly shattered into countless pieces, slamming towards this evil qi.

In an instant, the black and white light burst out, and the force was stirring in the sky, and all the people in a radius of more than ten zhang were razed to the ground.

Yan Liubai stood on the ground, his long hair was already scattered, and his robe had countless holes. I opened my mouth, and just as I wanted to speak, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

That powerful force almost destroyed everything, and he resisted with all his strength for more than ten years, and he also ended up seriously injured.

Dust is right, this kind of purgatory battlefield, he is the strongest!

Nourished by murderous energy, his internal strength will hardly be exhausted, but will become stronger and stronger.

The defeat of King Yama changed the pattern of the entire battlefield.

Dafengtang and others became more and more brave the more they fought, the Qishi Mansion was defeated and retreated, and the Dongying ninjas suffered heavy casualties.

On the mountainside, the earth-shattering battle seemed to have stopped.

The wind kept blowing, and the dust on the mountainside soon disappeared without a trace.

When everyone looked up, they saw that there was no life in the square, and the square was razed to the ground, and the square became a big pit.

The towering statue of the Black Lotus Goddess has disappeared, and under such internal force, what stone can be saved!

And the figures of those two majestic shores are not visible at this moment.

Who won, who lost? The question haunted the crowd.

Wu Xiliu and Gu Quan joined forces, and after two days of fighting, Tiannin was defeated and retreated, and even Qing Shui Jun was seriously injured.

"Withdraw!" Qing Shui Jun shouted, and his figure suddenly retreated.

When the battle on the mountainside ended, the Mongol No. 1 master Poerji did not come down in time, which means that the battle has been lost.

The two Heavenly Ninjas retreated together, and the remaining Grandmasters also escaped and hurriedly fled.

Everyone didn't chase after it, because today's purpose was the Black Lotus Demon Mountain.

At this time, there was an earth-shattering sound, as if the heavens and the earth were collapsing, and it came out I don't know how far.

Then, the fire in the sky was surging, and the entire Black Lotus Demon Mountain was collapsing, and the rocks were rolling down.

Fu Yan smiled miserably, and his body fell straight down, he knew that Fu Baijing had succeeded, and he set fire to the powder magazine.

Black Lotus Demon Mountain, it's completely over.

A slender figure hugged Fu Yan, and a gentle internal force entered his body, giving him a trace of vitality.

He slowly opened his eyes, felt the warmth behind him, and chuckled: "Qingge, the fairy has finally descended to the earth, you ......"

Speaking of this, he suddenly paused, and looked at the beautiful figure in front of him in disbelief.

It's Qingge, she is still so beautiful, but her face is too pale, her eyes are red and looking at herself, and there seem to be tears flashing in her clear eyes.

Qingge is in front, so who is holding him?

He slowly turned his face, and saw a delicate face come into view, the same pale, equally beautiful, shy, and more brave.

Her face was stained with blood and black ash, and her big eyes looked straight at her, and after a long time, she slowly lowered her head.

Fu Yan could barely believe his eyes.

It turned out to be Luo Xi!

He felt her trembling and soft body, he felt a lot of things, more than two years ago, the girl who bravely defended Chu Luo'er, that immature face, coincided with the beautiful face now.

The sun was shining, but Fu Yan felt extremely cold.

And in the cold, a warm internal force continues to pour in from behind.

Little girl, why don't you follow your brother well, what are you doing here?

is not afraid of being killed.

Any aftermath of internal force, a stone, can kill you, do you know?

Fu Yan suddenly stretched out his hand, and his big rough hand wanted to wipe the black ash off her face, but it became darker and darker.

Fu Yan looked down and smiled slightly bitterly, his hands were much dirtier than her pretty face.

Little girl, she knows it's dirty, but she doesn't know how to hide.

Seeing Luo Xi lowering his head and biting his lip slightly, Fu Yan's heart trembled suddenly, and he turned his head together and kissed him.

"Hmm......" Luo Xi was suddenly attacked, and suddenly his whole body stiffened, and his whole body trembled even more.

The internal force was also broken, his hands trembled and he didn't know where to put it, and his heart was almost beating out.

After tasting the fresh and moist hot lips, after a long time, Fu Yan slowly raised his head, looking at Luo Xi's face was red, and his head was about to be buried in his chest.

Then, suddenly, she raised her head again, and her eyes were full of bravery.

Fu Yan wanted to stand up and work hard, but he felt that he had no strength in his whole body, smiled bitterly at Luo Xi, and said, "Xi'er, help me up." ”

Luo Xi hurriedly let out an "ah" and hurriedly helped Fu Yan up.

Fu Yan touched her hair and looked forward.

Everywhere I looked, my eyes were devastated.