The peaks of Tianying Mountain, the figures roared, and in a short time, there were countless figures falling on the Wuxiang Peak, all of them looked at the huge shadows under the moonlight in astonishment, and their hearts were full of horror.

At the front of the crowd, the faces of more than a dozen elders were quite calm, but those pairs of eyes were staring at the bloodthirsty monster, and in them were the Seven Heavenly Prides of Qianlong, but at this time, there were only five people present, and two people did not know where they went.

"What about King's Landing and Gu Liufeng?" asked one of the elders at the head of the group, looking at the five people.

Several people looked at each other, and finally Gu Fei stood up, bowed, and said, "Uncle Enlightenment, I haven't seen the two of them." ”、

"Humph!"

The elder named Enlightenment snorted coldly, shook his robe, and his face was a little displeased, but he soon stopped asking, and now that the enemy is present, no one has the heart to care about these trivial matters.

In the crowd, Jing Fan looked at the shadows under the moonlight a little nervously, and beside the others, Yunxi also clenched his hands, and there was a look of horror in his beautiful eyes, as if he recalled some past events.

Jing Fan pressed the uneasiness in his heart, his eyes slowly narrowed, and above the head of the bloodthirsty monster, he seemed to see a strange thing, like a beast's horn, and like a dagger inserted into the skull.

Suddenly, a sudden wind rose, and two rays of light and shadow rose from behind the Rainbow Palace, cutting through the sky, and in a blink of an eye, they came to the sky above Yaotai, it was Jun Lin and Gu Liufeng, the two of them fell on the Yaotai, nodded at the people led by Elder Enlightenment, and bowed and said, "Uncle Enlightenment." ”

Wudao's face was a little ugly, and he seemed to be a little unhappy, but he still trusted his identity and nodded.

"The head of the sect has already opened the mountain protection barrier before leaving, how can it be broken so easily!" Gu Liufeng's face was solemn, looking at the huge figure, and said in a low voice.

Jun Lin frowned, looked at Gu Liufeng, and saw an imperceptible different color in the other party's eyes, and after a moment of silence, Jun Lin was just about to speak, but he looked at the Enlightenment Elder on the side, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Enlightenment?"

Elder Wudao clenched his fists, and after a moment of silence, he finally spoke, "King's Landing, you come to command!"

"Yes. ”

King's Landing nodded, his expression solemn and calm, looking at the bloodthirsty monster coldly, and shouted in a deep voice: "All disciples retreat, no unauthorized action!"

Then he turned his head to look at Enlightenment and said respectfully: "I also ask Uncle Enlightenment and the elders to stick to each vein to avoid the enemy's transfer of the tiger from leaving the mountain." ”

Hearing this, Wudao's expression was cold, as if he was a little stunned, staring at King's Landing's eyes, King's Landing met his gaze, and did not speak, Gujing Wubo, after a while, Wudao retracted his gaze, sighed lightly, and waved his robe, and the elders turned into streamers and scattered to the peaks, strictly guarding against death, and when leaving, Wudao looked back at King's Landing again, his face was expressionless, and his expression was inexplicable.

After explaining these things, King's Landing looked at the six people around him, nodded, the six people comprehended, glanced at the many disciples who had retreated to the rear, and sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and in the next moment, the seven figures had swept a few miles within a radius of the bloodthirsty monster.

"Haha, he already has such a bearing and temperament at a young age, he is worthy of being Li Chengxiao's disciple!"

An old voice pierced the sky and entered everyone's ears, and then the seven of them saw that an old gray-robed old man had landed beside the bloodthirsty monster, and when they looked at it, they saw the gray-robed old man smiling and touching the tentacles on the top of the bloodthirsty monster's head, and his smile was full of blood and cruelty.

"The Heavenly Poison King... Hatred. ”

The cold voice spat out from King's Landing's mouth, without a trace of emotion, the vicissitudes pierced the night sky, pointing at the monster, and the other six people were also holding their own magic weapons, staring at Yin Hate and the bloodthirsty monster vigilantly.

"Array!"

King's Landing roared in a low voice, his body swept towards the sky, and the remaining six people tacitly distributed in six directions, surrounded by hatred and bloodthirsty monsters, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the cold wind was cold, King's Landing was in the sky, his eyes looked indifferently below, and in the next moment, the sword qi condensed, and the vicissitudes broke through the sky, at the same time, the remaining six people held the sword in one hand, and kept changing the seal method in the other, all kinds of sword flashes, and in an instant, the monstrous sword qi rolled out, and the only target was Yin Hate and the bloodthirsty monster.

Yin Hate stood above the bloodthirsty monster, the blood qi connected them together, and with a terrible cry of the bloodthirsty monster, the blood-red light mask wrapped them together, Yin Hate sneered, and said:

"Dolls, if you break my blood cover, you can also make a name for yourself!"

Countless sword rays shot towards the blood-red light shield, and then I saw the surging waves sweeping in, and the six people retreated several feet away under the impact of the qi waves, and even the King's Landing in the sky was bounced up, slowly stabilizing its body, staring down with cold eyes.

The blood around Yin Hate seemed to have become much thinner, and then he only heard the sound of something shattering, the blood cover broke, Yin Hate's face slowly sank, and even the bloodthirsty monster let out a roar similar to unwillingness.

"Old poisonous monster, it seems that your blood cover is not very good!"

Gu Liufeng's face was a little pale because of his injury, but he still couldn't stand his temperament, looked at Yin Hate, and said a little provocatively.

On the Yaotai, many disciples saw this scene, including Jing Fan, their hanging hearts finally had some stability, and the chances of winning today's battle seemed to be a little more.

And on top of an ordinary mountain peak in the distance, the several figures standing in the forest all looked at this scene with some shock, as if they were a little unexpected.

"I didn't expect that these seven people had already condensed Jindan. A red figure spoke.

"That's amazing!"

In the darkness, a man slowly took a step, revealing a calm face, it was Yuan Qi, the sect leader of the Heaven Raiding Sect, and the red figure was Tang Ning, the palace master of the Ming Palace, and behind them, there were several figures, Qin Xiu and the White Wolf of the Ming Palace, and the Broken Moon and Ye God of the Heaven Raiding Sect.

"If the Heavenly Poison King can defeat them, it will naturally be the best, he will be able to successfully seize the Heavenly Wand, if he loses both, then take the opportunity to get rid of him!" Yuan Qi deliberately raised his voice, I don't know who to listen to, I saw that Ye Shen's body behind him trembled slightly, but he didn't speak.

Tang Ning's beautiful eyes wandered, glanced at Ye Shen, and laughed in a low voice: "Sect Master Yuan Qi is really calculating, Tang Ning really has to learn from the sect master!"

Yuan Qi's face was calm, still staring at the battle circle on the side of the Heavenly Poison King, and said with a smile: "Tangning Palace Master is too humble!"

"But it's a pity, if it's the Heavenly Poison King in his heyday, I'm afraid these seven people can't be stopped, it's a pity that it's ......" Tang Ning seemed to sigh, but in fact he was just talking about something that had nothing to do with him, and his face was indifferent.

Hearing this, Yuan Qi was silent, his eyes were as deep as the sea, which was difficult to understand.

In the battle circle, the face of the Heavenly Poison King Yin Hate was extremely ugly, he didn't expect to be forced to such a point by a few juniors, and then under the gaze of King's Landing and others, he saw Yin Hate bending his hands into claws, and the black air on his palms swirled, and then he grabbed the head of the bloodthirsty monster fiercely, and his nails penetrated into the bloodthirsty monster's Heavenly Spirit Gai inch by inch.

Roar!

The roar of extreme horror resounded in the sky, as if there was pain, as if there was despair, and as if there was relief, after a few breaths, the cry stopped abruptly, and the dark green blood stains flowed out along the hateful palm, very hateful, and the bloodthirsty monster seemed to be sucked dry of energy, its body quickly shrunk and withered, and it was thrown down by hatred fiercely, falling into the endless abyss.

After doing this, Yin Hate's face was still hideous, his entire arm turned cyan, he looked at everyone with a sneer, his voice was cold and ruthless, and said:

"You... Suffer death!"

And Yuan Qi, who was in the distance, saw this scene, his eyes slowly turned cold, but a subtle smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and Ye Shen was behind him, his expression was complicated, he glanced at his master, and slowly lowered his head.

In the night sky, the bright moon was slowly dyed with a touch of blood, like paint entering the water, slowly soaking until the blood stained the entire moon.

Under the blood-colored red moon, Gu Liufeng's six people have formed a sword formation, the sword qi is roaring, and the hatred is trapped in it for a short time, King's Landing holds the canglan in his right hand, and draws the sword trick in his left hand, with a low roar, the figure of King's Landing rises again, and under the reflection of the red moon, he can only see a dark shadow, staring at the hatred trapped by the sword array, his expression is cold, a sword slash down, countless sword lights poured down, and the momentum is monstrous.

The pupils of Gu Liufeng and the others reflected the sword qi pouring down, and their eyes were full of shock, but in Fang Jue's dark eyes, they were still full of heat, it was a kind of yearning, an expectation, and even a kind of motivation.

Changhong Sword Song!