The war started again, but Sun Cheng had not fought with Cao Yu and Xuan Ye for long. A figure immediately brought the warring sides to a halt again.

Everyone turned their heads in surprise, and happened to see a figure raising their palms and slapping Zuo Qinghan.

At this moment, Lu Chen's strength was not gone, his reaction was extremely fast, and the short-term shock failed to restrict his movements at all, as if it was a subconscious reaction, seeing that Zuo Qinghan was in trouble, he stopped in the center of the two with a loud shout.

All the pure mana poured out, Lu Chen hurriedly raised his hand to greet him, and everyone heard the amazing roar of a cloud of air being squeezed in mid-air, Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, falling down like a cannonball.

The majestic palm power made Zuo Qinghan can't help but let go of the hand that was holding Chen, and the next moment, Lichen was once again captured by the sudden figure.

The figure was still about to chase and make up for it, and at this time, another fiery red figure flew from behind the dark clouds, and the fiery red figure split out a strange blood-red sword through the thick dark clouds. The figure before frowned slightly, and had no choice but to turn around and force the sword back.

The two figures, sword shadows, and palm shadows flew for a moment, and the raging energy generated after the collision shook the countless huts under him to smithereens, and a large number of blood slave farmers exploded and died, and the river across the forest in Xiaoxiaolinhe Village instantly turned into a blood river exuding a rich bloody atmosphere.

The two figures separated, and the fiery figure appeared, which was actually a young girl.

"I've seen the alliance leader~"

"I've seen a real person in charge~"

The wind stopped suddenly, and the two figures appeared, and Cheng Yuan, Sun Cheng, Xuan Ye, and Cao Yu suddenly saluted separately.

The young Confucian and the young man waved their hands respectively, and then stood in opposite directions, the young Confucian laughed lightly and said, "Oh, Lord Lin Meng, Xiang Ning is polite." The young Confucian said, politely hugging his fists.

The woman in the fiery red robe is the leader of the Immortal Alliance: Lin Mo'er, and the young Confucian is naturally the head of the Guiyuan Sect, Dingning Zhenren. Both of them are one of the few masters of the late stage of Jindan in the Dongzhou realm, and they are only one step away from the realm of Yuanying.

When the two giants met, there were many fierce sparks in their eyes, Lin Mo'er was powdered and thinly decorated, elegant and gentle, her lips were lightly opened, and a smart and soft voice sounded in the wind: "Xiang Zhangjiao is polite." ”

Slightly bowed, Lin Mo'er was generous and decent, as if the person who had just fought against Xiang Ning was not herself, after Lin Mo'er returned the salute, she said softly: "I didn't expect to see Xiang Zhangjiao again in this situation." I don't know what to do, I can still work to teach and personally deal with a junior. Lin Mo'er said, and the phoenix eyes glanced at Lu Chen and Zuo Qinghan, who had passed out below, intentionally or unintentionally, and there was a shameful smile in his tone.

Xiang Ning didn't care, and still said lightly: "It's just a trivial matter, Xiang has been looking for an enemy for a long time, and finally found a trace, but he didn't expect to have a branch on the way." That's when one or two shots were made. ”

"Oh?" Lin Mo'er giggled, looked at the dust who was restrained by Xuanye Zhenren, and said, "Presumably Xiang Zhangjiao has already found the person he is looking for, so it is better to let this kid go." ”