After a sword was slashed, Ding Yingying's face was pale, and her qi was vain.

Ordinary monks and people rarely combine their whole body mana in one blow, this style of fighting is too extreme, and many times they die if they don't win.

However, she finally relied on this sword to stop the White Tiger Hall monk for a moment.

After her sword was slashed, Lady Jinse hurriedly grabbed her, and while blasting the heart-destroying Jinse to bombard the other party, she retreated sharply.

The castration of the cultivators of the White Tiger Hall only paused for a moment, and the other party's Xuanyuan Great Elder who had returned to the Great Perfection had already rushed over, and as soon as the sleeves of his robe were spread, a thunderbolt burst out, hitting the weak point of the immortal artifact fragment, splashing a burst of golden light debris.

This is his magic to ward off evil god thunder, which is dissolved from eight kinds of innate qi, cultivated to the extreme, it is the innate god thunder, with incredible power, although it is only a spell, but the destructiveness of each blow is no less than the ordinary best spiritual treasure.

In normal times, with Chu Baifeng's body refining realm, he is not afraid of Xuanyuan Great Elder's evil god thunder, and he can resist it with his physical body. But now that he was busy running for his life, he didn't have time to fight back at all, so he could only ignore it and rush forward against the thunder law of the Great Elder Xuanyuan.

At this time, Xiao Hei turned into a black dragon that was several miles long and flew over, blocking before the White Tiger Hall cultivators, the huge dragon tail was erected, and with all his strength, it swept over the round of golden light that protected them, and with a loud "boom", the two collided, and Xiao Hei's huge body was knocked hundreds of miles away.

At this time, they don't say that they are going back, even if the speed of progress is slow, there is danger, and taking a step back is even more doomable.

As soon as he retreated, Shang Bai chased after him with the Dragon Sword, holding the Immortal Killing Blade, and with a slight pat, a cold and extremely cold aura rose, and the Immortal Killing Blade turned into a thousand-zhang sword rainbow unsheathed and flew out, slashing towards the golden light curtain.

"Immortal Weapon! Immortal Blade!"

Through the golden light curtain, Chu Baifeng had already felt the incomparable aura of the Immortal Killing Blade, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

The Immortal Killing Blade is famous in the Yunmeng Continent, but the intact immortal weapon is not much stronger than his immortal weapon fragment. Although Shang Bai may not be able to exert his full power, he is definitely the nemesis of his immortal fragment.

Originally, no matter how the other party blocked him, he kept rushing forward along the way, but at this time, he had to make a detour, and he didn't dare to let the immortal killing blade slash on the fragments of the immortal weapon.

When the Immortal Killing Blade was about to split, the golden light that protected the cultivators of the White Tiger Hall flashed to the right, quickly dodging more than ten miles, dodging the attack of the Immortal Killing Blade, and then flying towards the east.

As soon as he changed direction, the Heavenly Machine Sword Sect and the Peep Tiantai chased after them, and one by one magic weapons flew out, blocking the way for the cultivators of the White Tiger Hall to flee eastward. Flash Dance.

With just a slight stop, Shang Bai and Grand Elder Xuanyuan had already chased after them and flew above them.

Not far away, more Returning Monks rushed here.

Once all of them arrived and formed a siege, it would be difficult for everyone in the White Tiger Hall to escape.

The cultivators of the White Tiger Hall were all pale, and they felt the breath of the coming of the apocalypse.

"Hall Master, you let us come out and drag them, you go alone, and kill all those dog thieves in the future to avenge us!"

A monk said angrily to Chu Baifeng.

"Yes, hall master, the matter has come to this, you don't have to worry about us, as long as you are alive, the White Tiger Hall will not collapse!"

If you want to go together, you can only die together.

If Chu Baifeng is just allowed to escape alone, the possibility is much greater.

Chu Baifeng also understood the current situation, and if he hesitated, he couldn't even escape.

With tears in his eyes at this time, he hugged his fist to the cultivators, and said, "I have received the kindness of the elders, and I will slaughter the three factions to avenge you one day!"

He suddenly let out an angry roar, and the golden light shrank, protecting only him, and the other eleven White Tiger Hall monks all appeared outside the golden light.

As soon as those monks left the protection of the golden light, they all transformed into giants hundreds of zhang high, and found their respective opponents, wanting to hold them back and buy Chu Baifeng time to escape.

The White Tiger Hall monks do not practice magic and do not practice magic weapons, but use their physical bodies as magic weapons and spells, and they are almost invincible in close combat, but they have no ability to attack from a distance.

Due to the lack of long-range attack ability, the immortal fragments protected them while also restricting them, allowing them to hide behind the golden light and be beaten passively, but they could not rush out to kill the enemy.

Now that they have appeared outside the golden light, they are much freer, and they can exercise their ability to defend against the enemy.

There were still two late-stage cultivators in the White Tiger Hall, and as soon as they came out, one ran towards the Great Elder Xuanyuan, and the other went to Shang Bai.

They knew that these two were the heads, and as long as they killed these two people, the opposing camp would be in chaos, and the chances of the hall master escaping would be even greater.

Shang Bai held the Immortal Weapon Immortal Killing Blade, and the Great Elder Xuanyuan was a Returning Void Great Perfection Cultivator, and they knew that they would definitely not be able to defeat these two in a fight, so their initial idea was to blow themselves up.

Shang Bai saw that Chu Baifeng had left the people of the White Tiger Hall and was going to flee alone, where could he allow this to happen? At this time, he saw a monk in the late stage of the White Tiger Hall's return to the void rushing towards him with a look of despair and anger.

His heart was throbbing, knowing that the other party wanted to explode himself, where could he still care about chasing Chu Bai Feng? With a wave of his hand, his cold aura was great, and the immortal killing blade turned into a thousand-zhang sword rainbow, cutting the White Tiger Hall monk who had turned into a hundred-zhang giant into two pieces in an instant, and at the same time loudly warned: "Fellow Daoists, keep your distance, be careful of this generation self-destructing!"

Chu Baifeng is a big trouble, but the threat of these White Tiger Hall monks who are fighting the trapped beasts should not be underestimated.

Under his warning, several monks on his side who had cultivated a small realm above the other party and were ready to fight with the other party all retreated one after another, only using magic weapons and spells to make long-range attacks.

Another monk of the White Tiger Hall who returned to the late stage of the void, resisted the Xuanyuan Great Elder's evil god thunder, regardless of the fact that his body was chopped into a blur of flesh and blood, and rushed towards him desperately, seeing that he was only separated by dozens of miles, and was about to explode himself, when he suddenly felt a palpitation, a circle of ripples appeared in the void in front of him, and a long arrow phantom appeared, penetrating his chest, and shot a hole with a thick bowl mouth in his chest.

The thick piercing wound at the mouth of the bowl can be said to be very small on the body of a giant hundreds of feet high. However, the arrow of the Shattered Star Bow directly cut off all the vitality in his body, so that he lost his life before he had time to explode himself.

In the Moon Chasing Palace, thousands of miles away, Xia Xiaoxue stood on the altar with a broken star bow in her hand, and her divine sense had been paying attention to this side. As soon as those White Tiger Hall monks appeared outside the protection of the immortal artifact fragments, she was already ready to make a move.

And the White Tiger Hall monk in the late stage of returning to the void was the first target she chose.