It turned out that Mo Feng and Mingyue followed the sound, only to know that the Demon Sect had attacked in a big way, and Mo Feng was unwilling to reveal his identity, so he put on a mask, and asked Mingyue to repeat the words just now: Gather under the tower first, and then resist.

The battle shook the sky, and the swords resonated. The army of the Demon Cult spread out like a tidal wave.

The members of the Demon Sect went forward one after another, the people in front were killed, and the people behind rushed madly, and the countless white clothes of the Kunlun Sect were stained with blood, and the long sword that slew the monsters was also a little sharp, and some of them kept falling.

The true qi reverberated, the brilliance was dazzling, and the two sides fought fiercely.

The army of the Demon Sect continued to push closer, and Kunlun sent everyone to fight and retreat, converging on the Hundred Wild Goose Tower. There are also many disciples who rush to the Demon Sect at the end of their lives, hindering their progress for a moment and a half, so as to buy time for the vast majority of people.

The sword qi was horizontal, and although these Kunlun righteous men wielded their long swords and slashed a few demon sect demons, they only supported it for a moment before they were torn to pieces by the demonic light shot by the eye demon.

They did not sacrifice in vain, and most of the Kunlun disciples finally succeeded in gathering in front of the tower. For a while, the sword light was forested, and the sky was full of cold, and it was difficult for the menacing Demon Sect to take half a step forward for a while.

Blood flies, screaming again and again. Everyone was struggling to support themselves, and Mingyue said to a capable old man in the crowd: "Uncle Chen, now that the dragons are leaderless, there are not many people who can calm the field, and please stand up and preside over the overall situation!"

Chen Mengqiu was the same generation as He Sizhi and the five elders of Kunlun in the Kunlun faction, and he was shrewd and capable. Whether it is popularity or resourcefulness, he stands up and leads everyone to retreat from the enemy, he is the best candidate, enough to convince the public.

Hearing Mingyue's words, many disciples also chimed in: "Yes, please also ask Uncle Chen to give an order." ”

"Well! Chen Mengqiu also knew that it was a critical moment for survival at this moment, so he immediately jumped on the eaves of the first floor of the tower, puffed up his true qi, and shouted loudly at the gathering of hundreds: "The disciples of the Kunlun Sect listen to the order, take seven people as a group, and form a seven-star sword formation!"

Hearing this, everyone woke up from a dream, and hurriedly formed a formation to face the enemy with the sword formation of the Kunlun faction. This seven-star sword array is infinitely powerful, and as soon as everyone knots this array, the strength of this array is more than several times stronger than that of fighting alone, and the Kunlun faction immediately overwhelms the Demon Sect, only to see the sword light flashing, chopping countless eye demons and sect members into thin mud.

"Tong Jia's team is three steps in the northeast! Zhang Daxi is five steps forward!" Chen Mengqiu commanded Ruo Ding on the eaves, and constantly gave instructions to the "array eye", so that the sword formations could cooperate tacitly and help each other. Soon, the Kunlun faction stabilized its position, and more than a hundred sword formations moved forward even more sharply, forcing back a few steps from the originally arrogant Demon Sect.

The Kunlun faction's sword array really lived up to its reputation, and several goblins and wolves were cut down together, and a fat ogre over there was pierced by several swords and fell to the ground with a bang. The eastern cyclops died of exhaustion, and their huge bodies crushed countless dwarfs and kobolds, while the western gnolls, half-dragons, and other humanoid monsters were killed and lost their armor and fled in a hurry.

Although these monsters are fierce and murderous, they are not as powerful as humans after all, and if they are slightly defeated, they will not have much will to fight, and they will be defeated and retreat one after another, and the main force of the Demon Sect at this moment is still those fanatical cultists who regret not being afraid of death.

When everyone was fighting fiercely, the ogre Huijue saw that Chen Mengqiu was the leader of the Kunlun faction at this time, and immediately picked up a boulder and threw it at Chen Mengqiu.

Chen Mengqiu was concentrating on commanding to break the enemy, and when he found that the boulder was still unable to dodge, a light and shadow flashed, splitting the boulder in half and smashing it to the ground.

Mo Feng, who was wearing a mask, stood behind Chen Mengqiu, and the sword of Shicai was exactly what he sent.

Chen Mengqiu couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, I don't know that there are such masters in the Kunlun faction, how can I not guess his identity at all, and what is even more strange is that this person still shows people with a mask.

Mo Feng said in a deep voice: "Uncle Chen, now it is about the life and death of the Kunlun faction, please send someone to Houshan Cave Mansion to invite a few division commanders." Although the division commander has ordered not to disturb, the situation is still in charge. ”

Chen Mengqiu reacted at this time, said yes again and again, and hurriedly asked one of his apprentices to inform He Sizhi and the others. Then the masked disciple had jumped down and attacked Hui Jue to stop him from throwing another boulder.

Mo Feng has not forgotten Hui Jue's "kindness" to save him at the beginning, and he almost became his snack, and today he happened to settle the account together. He unleashed his sword and thundered, like a shock, and fought with Hui Jue in mid-air.

At first, Hui Jue didn't recognize him, but Mo Feng's frost dragon sword was too peculiar to twist and turn, and it immediately evoked Hui Jue's memory, and the cold glint in his eyes flashed: "It turned out to be you kid, hmph! If you dare to destroy my Zen Temple, I will eat you alive and not relieve my hatred!"

Although Hui Jue is an ogre, he is a rare genius, and the palm he makes is the same as the gluttonous heart sutra is also his own creation, called: Maitreya Seven Laughing Palms.

This set of palm techniques only has ten moves, but it is very powerful, and it is the martial arts of the middle five grades. Every palm slash is like a giant axe slashing angrily, and it is also like a heavy stick beating, ordinary people can't get close at all, and if they get caught for so much and a half, they will also have broken bones and tendons, and be seriously injured and disabled.

Mo Feng saw that his palm technique went back and forth with just a few routines, but one move was more powerful than the other, and one was more difficult to stop. Mo Fengge slapped his palm, and the hand holding the sword trembled for it, and when he saw that the next palm was coming in an instant, he had to avoid its edge. The dodged palm hit a Kunlun disciple, and immediately broke his muscles and bones, vomiting blood and dying.

Another palm immediately fell, Mo Feng leaned back to avoid it, and the palm force grazed his cheek, shattering his mask in half. Mo Feng raised his head, revealing that plump and heroic face.

Although the disciples of the Kunlun Sect were in the midst of a fierce battle, there were also many glimpses of Mo Feng who recognized him.

"Look, it's Mo Feng!" "Isn't he a traitor?, why did he come back to help us?" "Yes, and his martial arts are even more powerful." ”

"Hmph, Long Bukong helped the Demon Sect and killed my master, and Mo Feng stepped forward, just me Kunlun. Isn't it clear enough who is right and who is wrong?"

Hearing everyone's discussions, Long Bukong hated his teeth itching in his heart, and secretly thought: I didn't expect to let this kid come back. Hmph, it's too late for him to buy people's hearts, and when I get the Kunlun faction and get rid of all those dissidents, what can you do even if you are framed. At that moment, Long Bukong continued to ignore it, and used Kunlun swordsmanship to kill and deal with Kunlun disciples.

The battle between Mo Feng and Hui Jue is also in a white heat, Mo Feng's hundred swords are one, and his swordsmanship is like a god, but seeing the countless sword shadows in the audience, they all point in all directions, but they seem to be one, attacking one of its key points, making people unable to guard against it;

Mo Feng said secretly: His palm power is amazing, and he is invincible. But his moves are rough, and there must be gaps between his palms. I saw that there was an opportunity, and I immediately took advantage of the light power, and swirled around Hui Jue, Hui Jue shouted peacefully, and the strong palm wind continued to shoot towards Mo Feng, and he was often avoided by him without danger.

Just when Hui Jue's palm power was exhausted, and the other palm had not yet been slapped. Mo Feng's heart moved, knowing that the opportunity had come, he immediately used the "Leopard Sect Sword Technique" to burst out with extreme speed, and stabbed with his sword.

Before Hui Jue's second palm could be struck, the tip of the Frost Dragon Sword had already slashed across his neck. Mo Feng swung his sword and landed, and Hui Jue fell off the big ant and died of anger.

Looking at Hui Jue's corpse, Mo Feng secretly exclaimed. As long as Mo Feng is a little slower by half a minute, the person who died will not be Hui Jue, who was blocked by a sword, but Mo Feng, who was terrified after being hit by the palm.