With a slight touch, there was a roar, and the entire head of the black-robed monk exploded directly, and his body shook and fell directly to the ground.

"Three babies!" The bearded man saw that the black-robed monk had lost his life, and his heart was inexplicably sad and indignant. Flying towards Yu Si at great speed.

Almost at the moment when his body flew out, suddenly, there were two long rainbows, heading straight for Yu Si's location. Changhong is two monks in the late Huayuan period, who look like middle-aged men. They are high-ranking monks who support the demon monks of the Terran evil forces.

As soon as these two people appeared, the moment they saw Yu Si, they immediately killed them.

"Brother Demon, take a break. None of the monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect could escape. Look at the old man who has dealt with this wicked man. It seemed that the middle-aged monk spoke, and his voice was like thunder, and it suddenly roared in all directions. The reverberations made the mountains outside the Heavenly Sword Sect tremble, and the waterfall that was like a heavenly river near it seemed to be about to be blown up.

"Master Yu, they will be handed over to the old man to deal with. You have a rest. A three-bearded old man whispered.

"Thank you, Hall Master Tong. But the juniors must face them directly, and you always stand up and cheer for the juniors. "Yu Si's battle at this time was extremely intense, and this battle inspired the violent heart in his bones. The more enemies he kills, the more he will have the joy of revenge.

At this time, Yu Si's eyes showed a cold glow, looking at the two people who came from behind. A skinny and middle-aged look. A Kong Wu is strong, and the tiger is vigorous.

At the moment when the skinny monk spoke, the sturdy monk Kong Wu's whole body flashed, and a set of armor appeared, and he stepped forward.

He hurriedly urged the power of cultivation and went straight to Yu Si. In the middle of his right hand, a huge golden spear suddenly appeared. When the aura surrounded it, it communicated the heavens and the earth, and the aura of the eight directions converged on its body and surrounded him in all directions. As he came, the golden spear pointed at the sky. Immediately, countless spiritual powers were noisy around the void, and then condensed together in the sky, forming a huge palm, grabbing towards Yu Si.

Yu Si's sense of crisis exploded, and he had recently had many frontal attacks with high-ranking monks. There is very little actual combat experience, and he can defeat those monks, in fact, he has taken the high level of magic and cultivated for the skill. And the young man of his appearance deceived his opponent, who could believe that a young man of twenty-seven brilliance could have such a cultivation as Yu Si.

Seeing the arrival of the giant hand, Yu Si also felt difficult to deal with for a while, and the lack of magic skills inevitably made him overwhelmed. Subconsciously retreated, and a vigorous body instantly appeared in front of Yu Si, touching the coming giant hand, and a loud bang echoed, and the giant hand suddenly collapsed. Yu Si is at the source, unscathed.

The person who came was a monk of the Alliance, named Zhang Yuhao. A sturdy old man who looked like an ancient man, he was now in front of him, and said, "Senior nephew Yu, you rest for a while." You can carefully watch the old man fight with him, and strive to learn the corresponding experience. ”

The next step he stepped out of, and the figure disappeared with it. When he appeared, he was already in front of the martial monk who emitted a huge palm. When his right hand was raised, Gangba's sword intent conjured out, and with a wave of his hand, he formed a seven-colored spirit sword, which rumbled straight towards the opponent.

Monk Kongwu's face changed, and when he retreated, he flicked his sleeves, and immediately tens of thousands of spirit runes appeared, turning into venerable talisman beasts, exuding the power of the Great Perfection cultivation in the late stage of the Yuan Dynasty and heading straight for Zhang Yuhao.

Zhang Yuhao's face did not change, he did not dodge or dodge, and the spirit sword buzzed, setting off earth-shattering fluctuations, and the sharp sword light was shining. During the sword attack, the rune beast made by 100,000 runes of culture immediately collapsed, as if it had no qualifications to block it at all, and at the moment of collapse, the spirit sword slashed directly at the opponent's body.

It was all so fast, and before the monk could react, he was already shocked. The life-and-death crisis was intense, he roared violently, and suddenly the Fang Tian Painting Halberd beside him suddenly flickered, turning into a rolling golden mist in an instant, forming a thick golden light curtain in front of him.

The sword was about to shatter, but at the same time as the light curtain collapsed, the spirit sword that Zhang Yuhao conjured up also disappeared, but the opponent was also pale in this violent aura agitation, and his body was forced to take a few steps back. At the moment when he retreated, Zhang Yuhao was already taking a fast step, and he was approaching him in an instant.

The right hand was raised, the sword aura covered the sky, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he picked up the spirit sword in his hand and slashed it with a sword.

This sword, in the eyes of Yu Si, who was watching from the sidelines, seemed to replace the sky, and the momentum set off was like the power of heaven. Let the opponent's soul fly away, forced him to slap his chest, and threw out a black ball-shaped magic weapon, which scattered black light and flew straight towards Zhang Yuhao.

When it collided with his spirit sword in an instant, the magic weapon immediately shattered, and suddenly collapsed and dissipated into nothingness. It couldn't stop the trend of Zhang Yuhao's spirit sword slashing, and with a direct sword, it bombarded in front of Brother Kong Wu.

The loud noise echoed, Brother Kong Wu spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body clicked, his armor was torn apart, and he was terrified to the extreme.

"Pastoral friend, save me!"

Brother Kong Wu's complexion changed continuously at this moment, and he gasped, he didn't expect Zhang Yuhao's cultivation to be so terrifying, and his swordsmanship to be so domineering.

"Damn, even if he is a top-level existence in the Yuan Stage, there is no reason to be so demonic!" When the lean monk was shocked, he heard Brother Kongwu's plea for help, gritted his teeth, and rushed out.

His right hand raised a finger to the sky, and immediately from the sky, a lightsaber appeared, this sword was like light, and it was instantly held in the hand of the lean monk, and the moment he held this lightsaber, his speed suddenly increased. It was urgent to rescue Brother Kong Wu, and his speed was so fast that he rushed towards Zhang Yuhao in an instant.

Yu Si stared closely at the duel between Zhang Yuhao and the lean monk, and couldn't help but have endless thoughts in his heart: this was a war that had not happened in Kunmiao Prefecture for many years. The sword and spear meeting between the two sides represents the collision of grievances between the human race and the demon race, the good and the evil monks for thousands of years.

There are a large number of demon monks and evil monks, and their cultivation is even more terrifying. Although the palace master of the Lingmu Immortal Palace seemed to be the commander behind it, where did the evil Terran monk come from. Are they also the subordinates of the Palace Master of the Lingmu Immortal Palace?

Whether it is the demon clan or the evil monks, can gather so many monks in such a short time, is it just to exterminate a Xiuzhen Mountain Gate?

They have already had nearly five thousand high-level demon cultivators come to the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the biggest mastermind behind the scenes has not yet revealed their whereabouts. What kind of conspiracy is he hatching?

If it weren't for his vigorous and resolute actions, if it weren't for the non-stop demon cultivators sent by Duanmu Shou, if it weren't for the monks of the mountain sects near the Heavenly Sword Sect who came quickly. Then even if the Heavenly Sword Sect was several times stronger, it would be impossible not to be exterminated under this fierce demon cultivator group.

It can be seen that the other party has been planning for a long time. It was only because of his sudden appearance that Fang changed the direction of the inherent development of events. And is he just passively rescuing the Heavenly Sword Sect?

Suddenly, Yu Si thought of the thousand demon cultivators who had killed the Lingmu Wasteland in the northern part of the Xuan Domain. That's also a strength that shouldn't be underestimated. Previously, Yu Si did not expect that the other party would repeatedly divide into three groups of monks to increase the intensity of attacking the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The purpose of sending those thousand demon cultivators was to copy the lair of the demon monks, and now Yu Si is really concerned about the safety of those demon cultivators. Since the Lingmu Immortal Palace can send so many monks, how many monks can still exist in the Lingmu Immortal Palace?

Yu Si kept thinking about the current situation. Although there are many enemies on the side of the Heavenly Sword Sect, they have been controlled by their own monks as a whole, and in this state, it is not a problem to completely annihilate the invasion of cultivation.

A roar interrupted Yu Si's thoughts.

Just when the lean monk killed Zhang Yuhao and rescued Brother Kong Wu.

Zhang Yuji roared: Skynet Mingdao. He didn't look back at the comer. Then he waved his sleeve back, but after seeing this moment, the sky around him was full of black threads, intertwined with each other, and condensed into a huge net with black mangs.

The lean monk's speed slowed suddenly, and the giant net blocked the pace of the forward rush, and the spirit sword was unable to defeat its overwhelming tendency. couldn't help but hesitate a little, and when his heart was shaken, Zhang Yuhao had already swung out another sword, and then spewed out a stream of sword qi, killing the general.

"Blood and dust turn to dust!"

"The sword covers the eight desolations!"

"Dao is full of Yue Hai!"

"Righteousness sweeps everywhere!"

Zhang Yuhao roared four times in a row, and at the same time, he sacrificed four swords. The first sword flew down, and with a roar, Brother Kong Wu spurted blood again, and his body seemed to collapse.

When he let out a terrible scream, Zhang Yuhao stepped forward, and the second sword descended. The third sword, the fourth sword slammed down. Monk Kongwu's body was like a fallen leaf in the wind and a broken branch in the sea, stirring in the tide of fierce spiritual power and sword qi. Then it exploded, and the soul flew out, and the voice was so terrible that the roar of extreme temptation told the tragic end.

It suddenly collapsed and scattered, the golden ring was dim and reversed, and the soul of the martial artist in it let out the last roar of life, and then the form and spirit were destroyed!

The lean monk witnessed the fall of Brother Kong Wu, his scalp was numb, and his heart was shocked. At this moment, he made up his mind, bit the tip of his tongue violently, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, the spiritual power around his body sprayed thin, and he did not hesitate to spend the power of cultivation, turned into a long rainbow gallop, and killed Zhang Yuhao at great speed.

Zhang Yuhao glanced back at the lean monk, raised the spirit sword in his hand, and spewed out a mouthful of blood, dripping it. I saw that the spirit sword that flashed with seven-colored light was instantly volleyed into the air, and the lean monk rushed away to meet the attack.

The lean monk galloped, resolutely, spurting blood again, consuming the power of cultivation and increasing the power of the attack.

The terrifying momentum rose in the sky, and violent attacks rained down, covering Zhang Yuhao.

Zhang Yuhao even pointed out, pouring spiritual power into the galloping spirit sword. At the same time as the seven-colored light rose sharply in an instant, the fierce spiritual power fluctuations emitted a power that destroyed the heavens and the earth.

The lean monk's complexion changed greatly, and he didn't have time to control the castration of his body, and he didn't have time to dodge, so he could only wave the spirit sword in his hand to block it, and when the roar echoed, two powerful energy tides collided together.