Feng Qianling was chopped into pieces, and there was no body to collect, but the body of the Xuantian Son Daoist was carried back by the surviving disciples of the Great Luo Sect. The disciples of the Da Luo Sect wanted to kill Lingshuzi, but they were stopped by the members of the Qiankun Divine Sect.

Feng Qianling was the Great Elder's favorite disciple, seeing the disciple die tragically, the Great Elder was extremely sad, plus Feng Qianjun and Feng Qianchang, who had died before, the three powerful disciples of the Great Elder had all died.

"Ah......h I've been fighting with Li Zhentian for a lifetime, my apprentices are all dead, and his apprentices can't live, don't care if you betray him. ”

The black mist was misty, the palm shadow was heavy, and the Great Elder's 'Three Yin Absolute Gauntlets' had been used to the extreme. Although the Guanlan monk specializes in the martial arts of the Great Elder, he is also a little overwhelmed at this moment.

"Drink!" the Guanlan monk roared, and his strength suddenly increased by several percent, and there was a tendency to counter the Great Elder.

"Hmph! Qiankun Dafa!" The Great Elder also saw that the Guanlan monk had used his hole cards.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two of them staggered their palms, repeatedly used hot hands, and slammed each other's vital points regardless of their own safety.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

The two screams rang out almost at the same time, but it was the Great Elder and the Guanlan Monk who each hit the other's vital point.

"Poof!"

The Great Elder fell to the ground, a large hole in his chest, and blood flowed profusely.

"I hate it! Li Zhentian! I won't obey you to death......"

The Great Elder's face trembled, his eyes widened, and he finally died blindly.

"Poof!"

The Guanlan monk also fell to the ground, his face covered with black gas. In order to kill the Great Elder, the Guanlan monk had done his best, and he didn't have the strength to resist the poison, and with the fact that the vital point was hit, he finally couldn't stand it.

"Master, I hope you will repent and stop slaughtering the rivers and lakes......

The voice of the Guanlan monk could only be heard by himself, and he never had a chance to tell Li Zhentian again.

The deaths of Xuantianzi Daoist and Guanlan Jushi greatly stimulated the fighters on the side of the Justice League, and they all did their best to perform their stunts and fight to the death with the participants of the Qiankun Divine Sect.

The battle situation changed again was the rivalry of Gai Shiying, the leader of the Heroes Gang, and Guan Jingshan, the leader of the Qinglong Hall.

Gai Shiying's 'Eighteen Uniques of the Sky', this martial art is not worse than the nine great martial arts in terms of moves, but it is not pure enough in terms of internal strength. And the martial arts of Guan Jingshan, the hall master of the Qinglong Hall, are much worse, and he can fight with Gai Shiying for hundreds of moves, completely relying on the blood and courage of the moment.

Feng Qianling died, Lingshuzi fled, the Great Elder died, Guan Jingshan was already frightened, his hands holding the iron whip began to tremble, and he gradually couldn't resist the iron rod that Gai Shiying was pressing on.

"Cover, Heaven, Ten, Eight, Absolute!"

Gai Shiying roared word by word, the iron rod in his hand danced into a ball, and the shadow of the stick pressed towards Guan Jingshan like a copper wall.

"Ahh

Guan Jingshan roared, swinging his double whip and smashing it at the stick wall, but it was in vain, the stick wall was too strong, and the whip shadow couldn't resist it at all.

"Dangdang, dang!"

"Uh......h Woo......"

After resisting for a while again, the double whip in Guan Jingshan's hand could no longer be held, and was smashed into the air.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, ......"

"Click, click, click......"

The iron rod smashed on Guan Jingshan's body, Guan Jingshan's bones were shattered, and his eyes bled to death.

"Dangchang!"

"Dangchang!"

At this time, Guan Jingshan's double whips landed one after another.

Gai Shiying received the trick and stood on the spot with his head held high.

"Okay!

"The Gai Gang Master is mighty!"

"Keep killing, kill not a single cult!"

......

The previous fighters all died together, and Ge Shiying's victory was the first real victory of the Justice League. The martial arts heroes were enthusiastic and shouted one after another.

Gai Shiying put the iron rod in his left hand and put it on the ground, although he was not injured, his body was already very tired. waved his right hand to the martial arts heroes, and Gai Shiying also became a bystander.

According to the agreement between the two sides, Gai Shiying could continue to participate in the war to besiege and kill the fighters of the Qiankun Divine Sect. However, Gai Shiying still felt that he would lose the reputation of the Gaishi Heroes Gang, and did not go up to besiege the fighters of the Qiankun Divine Sect.

Gai Shiying's victory further stimulated the fighters of the Justice League and the Qiankun Divine Cult.

Zhong Liye, the master of the White Tiger Hall of the Qiankun Divine Sect, and the Fahui monk of the Qianzhong Sect were the couple who couldn't help it. Zhong Liye's sword skills are unparalleled, and although the Fahui monk is strong, he is gradually unable to resist.

It stands to reason that Monk Fahui's martial arts are a step higher than Zhong Liye's. But Zhong Liye is like a natural warrior, the enemy is strong and strong, and the momentum is high, but the monk Fahui is intimidated by Zhong Liye's fierceness and beats him tirelessly.

"Phew!"

Zhong Liye's blade slashed past Monk Fahui's wrist.

"Dangchang!"

In order to save his wrist, the monk Fahui resolutely threw away the Zen staff in his hand.

"Ahaha!" Zhong Liye laughed, if he could defeat Monk Fahui, he should have a great deal of face in front of the sect leader.

Monk Fa Hui raised his eyebrows, his eyes were burning, and he made a decision in his heart.

"Roar!"

Monk Fahui roared loudly and performed the magic of the lion's roar of Buddhism.

Zhong Liye was just as he was having fun, when there was a loud bang in Leng Buding's ears, and his heart was shocked, and he was temporarily intimidated by the divine skill of the lion's roar.

While Zhong Liye was stunned, Monk Fahui's palms had already been imprinted on his chest.

"You're looking for death!" Zhong Liye woke up, but found that Monk Fahui's palms were already close to his chest, and he couldn't dodge it, so he roared and slashed at Monk Fahui's neck with a knife.

Zhong Liye knew that he couldn't dodge Monk Fahui's palms, and he could only hope that the big knife in his hand could be slashed at Monk Fahui's body, and he would die together.

"Bang!"

Zhong Liye's chest was hit by Monk Fahui's palms, and there was a muffled sound.

Monk Fahui's eyes were wide open, and he watched the big knife approaching, but he didn't move.

It turned out that the Fahui monk launched the divine skill of the lion's roar, and then tried his best to send out his palms, but the power was exhausted, and he couldn't move at this time. Who would have thought that Zhong Liye would be so fierce that he would be able to slash the enemy again before he died?

"Click!"

"Gollum!"

Zhong Liye's big knife fell, and the head of Monk Fahui fell to the ground and rolled out a long way.

"Dangchang!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Zhong Liye's broadsword fell to the ground, and the bodies of him and Monk Fahui also fell to the ground.

"It's all over!" exclaimed the martial arts heroes.

"Uncle Fahui!" the empty valley monk screamed sadly, leading several disciples of the Qianzhong Sect to come up and clean up the corpse.

The Qiankun Divine Sect also had members of the White Tiger Hall who came to clean up Zhong Liye's body.

"Kill!"

The monks of the Qianzhong Sect met with the members of the White Tiger Hall of the Qiankun Divine Sect and fought with red eyes.

The principals on both sides were fighting, and no one stopped them, and a moment later there was another bloody patch on the ground.