Yan Shan's expression was solemn, and he raised his internal force to the peak state, and urged his true qi with all his might. The rusty long sword body was surrounded by a rich blood-colored sword aura. He leapt to his feet, his wrist spun sharply, and the black sword shadow slashed through the air, leaving four arcs and slashing towards the sarcophagus. The four blood-colored sword qi submerged into the sarcophagus, silently, leaving no trace.

The sword qi can't destroy the sarcophagus, let alone destroy the Qin Zhirui and the Netherworld Ghost Soldiers in the sarcophagus.

Liu Ruobai sighed lightly: "Even if you don't hesitate to damage the ancient gods, it's just a drop in the bucket. ”

At this moment, two figures came one after another, it was Brother Wanyan Gu and Qin Han.

Qin Han said casually: "You don't need to destroy the sarcophagus, and you don't need to destroy the Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers, just let the air enter the sarcophagus." ”

Yan Shan said in a deep voice: "Can Gongzi Qin say it clearly?"

Qin Han smiled slightly bitterly and sighed lightly: "I don't have time to explain, this is the only feasible method at present." ”

As he spoke, Ye Di and the Seven Spirits of the Heavenly Dao slowly entered the underground palace, followed by the two hundred disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

As Qin Han said, there is no time to explain.

The situation forced us to have no choice.

Yan Shan said loudly: "Don't fight, but protect yourself, and go all out to break the sarcophagus seal." ”

Liu Ruobai said: "The underground palace is full of poisonous gas, and every half an hour, you must take a poison avoidance pill." ”

Before the words fell, the twenty-one members of the three forces had dispersed in all directions, and everywhere they went, there was a bang.

Ye Di did not hesitate, and said coldly: "Don't kill it!"

With an order, the two hundred disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect came out.

The underground palace is very open, and the sarcophagi are dense.

Twenty-one members of the tripartite forces wantonly sabotage, doing whatever they want, without any scruples.

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect cast rat traps and were very passive.

In a short time, nearly 100 sarcophagi have been broken.

Seeing this, Ye Di's brows furrowed, thoughtful. It is necessary to break the situation and change from reactive to proactive, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. His gaze swept over twenty-one people, and suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed. The opponent is only 21 people, so why not concentrate the superior forces, from weak to strong, and break through each one? As soon as he thought of this, he said in a low voice: "From weak to strong, each one will be defeated." ”

"Command!" the Seven Heavenly Dao Spirits said in unison.

The words fell, and the sword in the old scabbard had already been pulled out, faint rust, faint blood, and the sword body was surrounded by a rich blood-colored sword qi. This sword is not good-looking, but there is a chill that goes straight to the heart, exuding an extremely terrifying aura. Wang Baorong suddenly jumped out, like an arrow off the string, and went straight to a Tsing Yi ground.

A burst of terrifying killing intent struck, and Tsing Yi couldn't help but gasp.

Wang Baorong suddenly came, and a sword stabbed out, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the Tsing Yi Earth Demon was already shrouded in blood-colored sword qi, and he only had the ability to parry, but he had no power to fight back.

The next moment, seven Heavenly Dao Sect disciples gathered around.

Tsing Yi has no way out, only hard support.

Wang Baorong's eyes became cold, his expression was indifferent, his body continued to exude a strong murderous aura, and a terrifying killing intent was born in his heart.

The Immortal Sword stabbed out, and the blood-colored sword qi soared, like a violent wind, more like thunder, frantically surging towards the Tsing Yi Disha.

Tsing Yi's eyes were gloomy, and his heart was like ashes.

The blood-colored sword qi pierced through Tsing Yi's chest, and blood splattered. Tsing Yi died on the spot.

Wang Baorong did not stop, and killed one of the four guards under Wanyan Honglie's tent.

In a short time, all eight earth demons were killed, and only one of the four major guards under Wanyan Honglie's tent survived.

From weak to strong, each one is broken, and the results are miraculous.

On the battlefield, the situation is changing rapidly.

The three forces have no choice but to fight with all their might.

Yan Shan clutched the rusty long sword and swam through the crowd along a strange trajectory, as fast as a ghost. Each sword swing is slashed through the throat with the sharpest tip of the sword, which is simple and direct, leaving only a shallow blood mark at the throat, and a sword seals the throat.

Meng Tian held the sword of sorrow and swept through the crowd quickly, and every time the sword was swung, there would be death and injury. The change of moves is like a smooth flow without the slightest stagnation. The angle and strength of the sword were perfect, and the sword light flashed, leaving only a shallow blood mark on the throat, and the sword sealed the throat.

With staggered figures, Meng Tian whispered in Yan Shan's ear: "Brother Yan, beware of Lin Yuanyang." ”

Yan Shan smiled indifferently and nodded slightly.

Liu Ruobai held the Heavenly Fury Sword in his hand, his expression was indifferent, and he moved with the wind in white clothes. The blood-colored sword light came, blood splashed, limbs flew, and it was unbearable to see.

Dugu Feng's body is elegant and beautiful, the sword moves as you like, you can do whatever you want, the moves are simple and effective, you will kill with one blow, and you will not drag the mud and water.

Shi Potian's body is like a swimming dragon, his palms are flying, and the tiger is full of wind. The power of the palm wind is amazing. He fought with Iron Fist Wu Xia, and for a time they were equal and evenly divided.

Wan Yanliang held a skewed back chopping knife, the knife was majestic, and the courage was abnormal. He fought with Jasper Dao Zhao Yi, with just against rigid, needle tip against Maimang, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from defeat.

Brother Wanyan Guge held the double hammer of the sun and the moon, flying up and down, lightning and thunder, and the momentum was compelling, like a god descending into the world. Feng Aya's hammer Zhao Wu and the parting hook Yang hated two enemies and one, but they were just barely supporting.

Lin Yuanyang's figure was erratic, he had no intention of fighting, and he kept staring at Yanshan. Ye Dixin is like a mirror, happy to see it, so let it go.

Qin Han held the Nine Heavens Dragon Soul in his hand, and the shadows of guns flew all over the sky, and the tiger roared and the dragon roared, and the sound was terrifying. Overlord Spear Wu Liuyi and the amorous ring Xiao Shaoying are two against one, but they are still in danger, and their bodies are already scarred.

The only survivor of the four guards under Wanyan Honglie's tent was seriously wounded. He fought with the Immortal Sword King Baorong, and life and death were only in an instant.

I don't know when, Mu Tianlin has already come to Ye Di's side, his expression is calm and calm.

Ye Di clenched his fists slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Ye Di has seen Mr. Mu!"

Mu Tianlin nodded slightly.

At this time, eight figures walked through the sarcophagus, walking lightly and silently.

Blood splattered, corpses were strewn all over the ground, and the tragedy was abnormal.

A blood-colored sword qi sank into his chest, and the only survivor of the four guards under Wanyan Honglie's tent also fell.

The sun hammer smashed at Zhao Wu from top to bottom, and a pair of phoenix silk hammers greeted each other from the bottom up. With a "bang", a pair of phoenix hammers disappeared. The sun hammer fell, the brain burst out, and Zhao Wu died tragically on the spot. At the same time, the moon hammer was pulled out horizontally, straight to Yang Hate's chest. Yang Hate has nowhere to retreat, only to block with a horizontal hook. With a sound of "dang", the hammer hooks struck each other, and the parting hook was broken into two. The moon hammer castrated unabated, and smashed into Yang Hate's chest. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yang Ha's body was thrown backwards, landing seven zhang away, and there was no breath.

A real dragon attack came, and Xiao Shaoying couldn't dodge. The real dragon's strength passed through his chest, and Xiao Shaoying died on the spot. The Nine Heavens Dragon Soul pierced out, as fast as lightning, unstoppable. Wu Liuyi fought with his arms, with a horizontal gun in his chest, and went all out. With a "dang" sound, the overlord gun was broken into two. The Nine Heavens Dragon Soul is like a broken bamboo, passing through the chest. Blood was spilled, and Wu Liuyi died on the spot.

(End of chapter)