When did these three white-clothed disciples see a strange bird that breathes fire, they were immediately frightened and flew back.

Taking advantage of the fact that the fire glass disrupted their formation, Xuan Qing hurriedly raised the long sword in his hand, flew forward like a meteor, jumped into the three white-clothed disciples, and stabbed wildly with his sword.

These three white-clothed disciples are all proud disciples who can't be trained by Dao Jun, if it is about real strength, I am afraid that they are only under the senior brother Feng Zijin.

If it is about the strength of a single person, it may be slightly worse than Zhi Xuanqing.

But if the three of them work together, then Xuan Qing may not be their opponent.

Previously, Xuan Qing took the opportunity to stab wildly, but the three of them were a little caught off guard.

But after a few back and forth moves, the three of them had gradually figured out Xuanqing's path.

The three of them immediately glanced at each other, and suddenly their feet flashed, and they besieged Xuanqing from three directions in the direction of a three-talent array.

The three of them shot together, of course Xuan Qing was not an opponent, under the pressure of the three of them step by step, Xuan Yu could only rely on his agile body to barely maintain an undefeated situation, but after the opponent attacked with a few moves, he was already a little in a hurry.

At this time, Gu Xiaosheng saw that Xuanqing was in a crisis, so he hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to join the battle.

However, the heavens did not obey people's wishes, and before he rushed to the scene of Xuanqing's fight, the other two disciples beside Dao Jun had already rushed over under the command of the Unable Dao Monarch and successfully intercepted Gu Xiaosheng.

Then, without saying a word, he raised his sword and stabbed towards Gu Xiaosheng.

Gu Xiaosheng's strength is not strong, at best, it is equivalent to one of the white-clothed disciples, this time he was besieged by two disciples at the same time, and he was already in danger of revitalizing in only three or five moves, and a large piece of his sleeve was cut off, and his arm was also slightly injured.

Fortunately, although his strength is not good, his body is quite good, relying on his good body style, shuttling back and forth in the battle, and there is no danger to his life for a while.

And the most difficult situation is Xuanqing.

In fact, it is not easy for Xuanqing to persist for so long.

After all, he was just a second-generation disciple from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, not to mention his young age, even if he was born and studied in a family, he was far from being comparable to a disciple who could not be a Dao Monarch.

After all, the Unable Dao Monarch was a closed disciple of the Heavenly Dao Saint back then, and he lived for nearly 10,000 years.

And how could the disciples he personally trained be bad?

The Xuanyuan Sword Sect is just a sect of immortal cultivation with a history of more than a thousand years, and compared to the Unable Dao Monarch, it is a bit of a trivial.

Fortunately, Xuan Qing is more or less the best disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect in the past hundred years, although these three disciples are extremely strong in cultivation, they will not take Xuan Qing's life for a while.

At this time, Huo Liuli had already looked at the situation on the field, and from its point of view, the most critical situation at this time must be Xuanqing.

Although Gu Xiaosheng is still alive in danger, he still has extremely ingenious body support, and he may not be able to die for a while.

As for Xi Yan, she was still fighting with the six white-clothed disciples at this time, and it was gratifying that her situation at this time was much smoother than before.

Although she is still at a disadvantage, she can occasionally disrupt her opponent's attack with a few light moves, so there is no problem at all in protecting herself.

After seeing Xuan Qing being beaten by the three white-clothed disciples, Huo Liuli hurriedly leaned down and flew down from the air, opened his mouth and spewed out an extremely strong flame, and rushed towards the white-clothed disciple on Xuanqing's left.

At this time, this white-clothed disciple was fighting with Xuan Qing, who would have expected that there would be fireballs falling from the sky to attack him.

When he sensed the intense heat on the fireball, it was already less than a meter above his head.

In the blink of an eye, the fireball slammed down.

The white-clothed disciple was so frightened that he gave up his attack on Xuanqing and fled to the side with a disgraced face.

Fortunately, his speed was also quite good, and although he escaped in a hurry, he was still able to avoid the attack of the fireball without danger.

Just before he could stand firm, Huo Liuli had already unceremoniously flew down from the air, grabbed the white-clothed disciple's shoulder involuntarily, and then threw it forward.

Don't look at the fact that Huo Liuli's body is only the size of a pigeon, but its strength should not be underestimated.

As a descendant of the flamingo, it is inherently much stronger than the average bird.

What's more, Huo Liuli is still a flamingo that has been cultivated for thousands of years, and then took a 10,000-year-old fire red lotus, and its overall strength has long surpassed those big demons who have cultivated for more than 2,000 years.

The previous white-clothed disciple didn't take the fire glass too seriously, and in his opinion, this fiery red bird probably didn't have any other skills other than being able to breathe fire.

But it wasn't until he was grabbed by the claws of the fire glass and shook off his shoulders that he really realized how powerful this flying bird was.

But it's too late.

When he woke up, his body had already been vigorously thrown out, and his head hit the stone pillar of the Heavenly Shadow Temple, and his brain burst out instantly, and the whole person fell from the stone pillar like mud, and it seemed that it was not falling.

After Huo Liuli killed a white-clothed disciple with one move, the sense of accomplishment in his heart was about to burst.

At this point, the last thing it wants to do is continue to kill its enemies.

So after taking a turn in the air, it looked at the situation on the field again, and found that after Xuanqing was missing a white-clothed disciple on his side, he could already turn defense into offense.

Judging from the situation on the scene, although Xuan Qing couldn't beat the three white-clothed disciples, when facing the attack of the two white-clothed disciples, he could face it calmly, and even played a wonderful attack, and the battle situation had obviously prevailed.

Huo Liuli was overjoyed when she saw this, knowing that Xuanqing didn't need help anymore.

Then among the three teams of people on the field, the only one who needed help was Gu Xiaosheng.

At this time, after Gu Xiaosheng dodged for a while, his physical strength was also losing rapidly, and his steps were no longer as sharp and sensitive as before, and his more and more vain steps were afraid that they would soon be unsustainable.

The two white-clothed disciples who fought against Gu Xiaosheng were becoming more and more courageous at this time.

After the two of them joined forces to attack three times, the long sword in their hands had once again ruthlessly cut through the clothes on Gu Xiaosheng's back, leaving two cuts of different shades on his back.

Seeing this, Huo Liuli hurriedly screamed in the air, flapped his wings and galloped in the direction of Gu Xiaosheng, and a huge fireball erupted from the air, directly taking the white-clothed disciple behind Gu Xiaosheng.