Although Ji Xiaocheng couldn't see through the current situation, he knew that if he took one step further, the danger would increase exponentially, and Yu Linfeng moved forward alone, how could he retreat calmly, and immediately shook his head and said, "Let's advance and retreat together." ”

Duanmu Xiaoyun and Nangong Xiaoli also said categorically: "Live and die together!" Ran Xiaoqing, who had just reached the weak crown, also had a firm face and no intention of retreating.

Yu Linfeng smiled slightly, but said: "My fellow Dao is in danger, and my Confucianism must save me." However, the way of Confucianism must continue, and you are the hope of Confucianism, and you must not take risks. As your uncle, if you disobey your orders, you will be unfilial. ”

The Confucian crowd looked at each other, and there was a contradiction in their eyes. In the end, Ji Xiaocheng nodded with difficulty and waved his hand: "Let's retreat!"

Yu Linfeng was very pleased, swung his sword to kill the enemy, and when they were far away, facing the direction of the mountain gate, he said loudly: "Life, I also want it, and righteousness is also what I want." You can't have both, and those who sacrifice their lives to take righteousness are also. Hahaha......"

He sang all the way, slashed all the way, and was extremely chic. In the flying of the fairy sword, there was a blood mist in the sky.

Although his body has always been surrounded by the heroic aura of Zhongzheng, in the eyes of the disciples of various sects, the evil spirit is soaring, like a demon god descending to earth. As a result, they avoided it one after another, not daring to take its edge. However, the road behind him was still closing rapidly.

Yu Linfeng rushed to kill for a while, but saw that there were five Taoist disciples below almost back-to-back, desperately resisting with the Tai Chi formation, so he slashed down with his sword, slashing three times in a row, and scattering the enemy.

But seeing that the five Taoist disciples were covered in blood, scarred, and their breath was extremely disordered, one of them was even stabbed in the chest, and he barely stood still by leaning on his companion.

Yu Linfeng frowned, knowing that it was impossible for the five Daoists to kill back from here, so he said, "You follow me!"

In the tired and helpless eyes of the five Daoists, they finally became excited, and they hurriedly struggled to sacrifice the sword in their hands, flew up, and followed the jade wind.

They didn't know where Yu Linfeng was going, and they didn't know that there was even more danger ahead. However, there was finally a glimmer of hope in my heart.

With five Daoists rushing to kill, Yu Linfeng's speed slowed down. At this moment, he must not only kill the enemies in front of him, but also protect the enemies up and down, left and right, as well as in the rear.

The sky is full of enemies with teeth and claws, and it is difficult to move.

After only three zhang of distance, the seriously injured Daoist finally lost his support and fell from the air, and when another Daoist wanted to help, he was also poorly protected for a while, and was stabbed by a talisman sword and died on the spot.

The remaining three Daoists saw it in their eyes, and they only had red eyes, and they didn't do too much useless struggle, and still hurriedly followed Yu Linfeng.

The war has only been a long time coming, but the ruthless killing has already made them see the cruelty of reality.

People who have never met before, as soon as they meet, they are facing each other with swords, there is no reason to argue, and there is no need to argue, everyone roars and kills each other. The people who were originally unfamiliar with each other stood together, and suddenly became companions of life and death, snuggling up to each other. However, in the blink of an eye, life and death were separated.

Although it is only a stick of incense, for them, it has been too long and too long, as if a lifetime has passed.

Perhaps, in their minds, they still think that everything in front of them may be a nightmare, and they just hope that the nightmare will wake up soon.

The three Taoists were in a daze, and suddenly there were two more companions around them, but it was Yu Linfeng who saved the two more.

Both of them were wearing Taoist robes and should be Taoist disciples. But the three Daoists didn't bother to see who the new companion was, they just instinctively moved out of the way, and the five of them joined forces to expand the defensive circle.

However, in less than a moment, the defensive circle of the five people suddenly shrank, and two more people were killed.

Whether these two are the new two or two of the original three, no one knows. The only thing you know for sure is that I'm still alive. But after the next second, I don't know if I'm still alive.

The surrounding enemy shadows were like a pitch-black curtain enveloping people heavily, filling the hearts of the three Daoists with despair.

After rushing forward for a few more feet, Yu Linfeng finally stopped and sighed: "That's it, that's it." Then he turned his head and rushed back.

He knew in his heart that at most he could recover the lives of the three people behind him, and if he added one more, it would only be one more soul, and it would be in vain.

As soon as I rushed back, I suddenly heard someone shouting: "The soldiers are about to form a big formation, quickly retreat to the mountain road......" At this time, the sound of killing in the dojo shook the sky, and this sound was poured with strong true qi, which could be transmitted. However, hearing that its voice was like a broken gong, and the shouting broke the throat, it was obvious that he had exhausted his true qi, and hysterically reminded his colleagues.

After hearing the sound, Yu Linfeng drove the fairy sword to kill a blood line, and took the opportunity to climb high and look into the distance. I saw that the dojo was full of enemies all around, and many enemies were outflanking from the left and right. It turned out that after the Taoist Guardian Array was broken, other enemies had already attacked from other directions and were converging towards the dojo.

Looking at the dojo again, except for the disciples of the Mo family who retreated to the mountain road, and were barely resisting with crossbow arrows, crossbow machines, and a few unknown defensive equipment, the disciples of the Dao and Demon families were all trapped in the formation, and it was difficult to get out.

With the combined efforts of the Ten Thousand Heavenly Demon and the Ten Thousand Golden Monkeys, nearly a hundred disciples have been gathered, but the more disciples there are, the greater the target, the more difficult it is to break through, and both the enemy and us are in a bitter battle.

Ji Xiaocheng and the others are still a long way away from the Ten Thousand Heavenly Demons and the others, and they are fighting bloodily and trying their best to move forward.

Yu Linfeng was anxious in his heart, but his own ability was very limited, and he was powerless except to protect the three people behind him with all his might.

Moreover, what annoyed him the most was that just when he was anxiously distracted, a Taoist disciple was pierced by the Fu Sword and looked dead.

Yu Linfeng was furious, killed several people in a row, and forced the group of enemies back a few steps. At this moment, his crown has fallen off, his hair is a little scattered, and he is covered in blood, with a resentful gaze, as if he is a fierce god.

Yu Linfeng knew that if he continued like this, not only would he not be able to save everyone, but he would fall into the great array of soldiers, and the Taoist side would all fold here.

He looked around helplessly, like a man about to drown, trying to grasp a life-saving straw.

However, the life-saving straw was not found, and a figure that had just flown to the dojo from outside the mountain gate attracted its attention. Immediately, he couldn't help but be angry, his eyes could almost spew fire, and he immediately shouted, "Ji Hongren, Yu will clean up the portal for the ancestors!"

I saw that the man was wearing a green robe and his posture was tall, and it was Ji Hongren, the master of Confucianism.