The white-crowned wolf king Chang Wushuang and Li Chengyuan fought to death and seriously injured, and the Ming Sect had already reported to the Holy Maiden Lin Xi, she was lazily half lying in the soft sedan chair, squinting her eyes and looking at the peak, and said lightly: "The wolf king is dead?"

The sect leader didn't dare to make a sound, Lin Xi lowered his head and thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "If you're dead, you're dead!

A guard beside Lin Xi stepped forward, took out a small cylinder from his arms with his right hand, and as soon as he pulled his strength, a little firelight shot straight into the sky with a sharp whistle, and ten thousand brilliant fireworks exploded in the night sky, which could be clearly heard everywhere on the mountain.

Seeing the fireworks rise into the sky, Song Shujian on the mountainside and Xie Guangling on the top of the peak suddenly sank in their hearts at the same time, and Song Shujian's heart was differentiated, and he was almost hit by one of Mo Jun's palms. Hurriedly retreat a few steps, calm down, and continue to maneuver with your opponent.

Xie Guangling stood on the Bagua Cloud Platform, and saw dozens of small points of light suddenly appear around Yuxu Peak, and hurriedly stared at them, but saw that those dozens of points of light were flying in the sky, and they surrounded from all directions very quickly.

It turned out that Lin Xi was cautious, and in order to prevent a frontal assault from being unfavorable, he deliberately ambushed all the men and horses, scattered around Yuxu Peak, and did not move. At this time, seeing that the offensive was blocked, he immediately sent a signal and ordered the men and horses lurking along the way to attack immediately.

This team was selected from thousands of Mingjiao sect members, all of them were high-level Qi transformation, and even the cultivation of the consummation stage of Qi transformation, if it was a head-on confrontation, everyone joined forces, and they could even compete with the innate grandmaster. At this time, the surprise soldiers were highlighted in the stalemate, which really caused chaos in the Pure Yang Palace.

Xie Guangling let out a long sigh, stretched out his hand and took off the light sword, raised his head, and stared at the deep and dark night sky.

Sure enough, within a moment, seven or eight giant eagles flew down from the clouds. On the back of each giant eagle sat a big man in black clothes and black hats, each holding a blade, staring at the top of the Jade Void Peak, as long as he got close, he would immediately go on a killing spree.

This gossip cloud platform is the highest place of the Jade Void Peak, as soon as the Mingjiao sect approached, they immediately stared at this high platform, and saw a long-bearded old man standing upright with a sword, knowing that this must be the big man of the Pure Yang Palace, and when the whistle sounded, the giant eagles lowered their flight altitude one after another, ready to launch a surprise attack at any time.

There was a sneer, but it was the black light flashing in everyone's hands, each of them took out a crossbow, pulled the reed, and for a while the arrow was like a flying locust, Xie Guangling casually resisted the parry, and at the same time retreated step by step, leading everyone closer.

Hearing the roar of the tiger, the three fastest flying Ming Sect members threw away the long crossbow that had already shot out the crossbow arrows, pulled out the scimitar from their waists with their backs, and jumped down from the eagle's back in unison, the cold light flickered, and they all attacked Xie Guangling.

Xie Guangling didn't know how many winds and waves he had encountered in his life, but he was not afraid at this time, the long sword was horizontal, and he "crossed the Qinling Mountains" in one style, and immediately knocked the three scimitars apart together, and then his backhand was obliquely long, and the silver light flashed, and the tip of the sword had pierced the chest of the first person.

Seeing that the man was about to be injured under Xie Guangling's sword, suddenly a scimitar next to him stretched out, and there was a loud "bell", where could that scimitar withstand the bright sword in Xie Guangling's hand?

Xie Guangling's eyes showed a look of surprise, and he stabbed three swords in a row, stabbing three people, but they were all blocked by those three people. Seeing that the three people were in critical condition, several sect members on the side hurriedly came to help in the battle, and the twelve scimitars in the hands of the six people circled back and forth, forming six knife rings, which were wrapped around their sides, and they were extremely tightly guarded.

After fighting more than ten moves, Xie Guangling had already seen that these people had practiced a unique set of knife techniques, closely coordinated, defended more and attacked less, defended longer than attacked, and several people joined forces to entangle powerful opponents. When he shook his long sword, he suddenly shot out a sword qi, and with a "snort", he pierced the chest of an opponent in front of him, and immediately blood splattered, and he died on the spot.

Seeing that his companions were killed in battle, the Mingjiao sect members seemed to be unmoved, and there was a person next to him who whistled again and again, and suddenly the remaining seven people formed a formation, three in front and four in the back, interlocking with each other, and the scimitar did not enter. Even if Xie Guangling attacked several moves, he was sealed by several people.

At this time, in addition to Xie Guangling guarding the Bagua Cloud Platform, there were giant eagles landing in the remaining directions, fires rose in all directions, and the sound of weapons intersecting faintly came, Xie Guangling was in a hurry, and wanted to break out, but was stopped by seven people, and he couldn't get rid of it in a hurry.

Just when Xie Guangling was anxious, he only heard a long howl in the distance, like thunder, surging in the distance like the Yangtze River. Up and down the Jade Void Peak, all of them can be heard clearly.

Hearing this voice, Xie Guangling suddenly felt relieved, and the corners of Song Shujian's mouth also showed a smile, and with a palm in his hand, Mo Junzhi was shocked back a few steps, and said with a smile: "King Mo Ming, we are afraid that it will be difficult to distinguish the winner if we fight until dawn, why don't we stop here?"

Mo Junzhi glanced at the top of the Jade Void Peak, shook his head slightly, and said, "The victory is not scored, how can you stop?"

Song Shujian seemed to have expected Mo Junzhi's reaction, and when he heard this, he smiled and said, "In this case, please break the formation!"

Mo Junzhi was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly looked down, but saw that on the ground where he and Song Shujian were fighting, the residual true qi could be seen slowly condensing everywhere, and countless ancient runes appeared in the clouds one by one, and disappeared one by one. couldn't help but be shocked, and frowned: "It's worthy of being hidden, even the old man didn't find out, and he actually fell in love with your way......"

Song Shujian smiled, holding the Qiankun plate in his hand, gathering his fingers in his right hand, and said with a smile: "Song Mou's Eight Gates Heavenly Lock Array on this road, please ask King Mo Ming for guidance!"

As he pressed the Qiankun plate lightly, an endless mist suddenly rose all around, the gossip clouds were brilliant, and countless talismans flickered together, trapping Mo Jun's life in the array, and the black shadow flashed, and the two disappeared in the mist at the same time.

At the top of the Jade Void Peak, a black shadow flew over rapidly, and a black-clothed man on the back of the giant eagle held a double halberd, rushing into the crowd like lightning, like a halberd wheel, there was no enemy everywhere he passed, blood splashed, and stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky. In just an instant, four or five people died at his hands.

Guo Pengcheng stood in front of the gate of the Zicui Palace, and several pure yang disciples were guarding the door, killing until his long hair was scattered, his hands and feet were sore, and when he saw the reinforcements coming, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and shouted loudly: "Mr. Tao, you are finally here!"

I saw the person holding the double halberd striding over, and under the light of the fire, a grim face was revealed, and it was Tao Shuangting, the "Black Eagle" of the Pure Yang Commander. He nodded slightly and asked, "What about Mr. Song?"

"Mr. Song is dealing with the enemy at the outer gate, and I don't know how the battle is going!"

Tao Shuangting turned his head to look, and saw dozens of black-clothed Mingjiao sect members holding torches, setting fires everywhere, a face was already so gloomy that it was almost dripping water, snorted coldly, and said, "A group of rats, how dare they be so presumptuous?"

He turned his head and ordered, "You guard the door, and I will help Elder Xie!"

Guo Pengcheng held the long sword tightly and said angrily: "Mr. Tao just go, there are disciples guarding here, as long as there is a breath here, he will definitely not let the enemy take advantage!"

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