Li Xian exerted all his strength, without the slightest internal force overflowing, but an invisible oppression, but with it as the center, quickly spread, this sense of oppression, far stronger than the momentum that Jiao Luo inadvertently burst out at the beginning, if Jiao Luo at this time has touched the realm of martial arts, then Li Xian has already understood his martial arts, half a foot into the legendary realm!

Murong Fu sighed, Li Xian's swordsmanship moves are wonderful, and the speed of the sword has surpassed the masters in the world by too much, especially the speed that is as fast as a ghost, which makes people's hairs stand on end, this kind of speed is already unpredictable.

Li Xian sneered in his heart, and his footsteps moved a few steps aversely and strangely, "Qiang!" The soft sword in his hand came out again, the swordsmanship changed again, and the moves were endless, as if flowing water, the swords and swords were connected, and there was no severance, Jiao Luo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Holy Fire Order collided with it heavily, and immediately, a figure appeared directly, and after stepping on the ground and retreating sharply for more than a dozen steps, he stabilized his body.

The look of surprise in Jiao Luo's eyes was very strong, he didn't expect that this Li Xian's strength had actually improved so much, he thought that his strength had improved by leaps and bounds over the years, but he never thought that he was still inferior to Li Xian, but even so, he would still fight hard, even if it was death.

After this fight, the faces of the people of the Ming Sect changed greatly: "It's not good, the sect leader has fallen into the disadvantage, this"

Li Xian, who was doing his best, saw that he had repelled the coke oven for a few steps, the sneer at the corner of his mouth was even worse, his steps were stepping, each step was a distance of nearly ten meters, and one step was out, and the afterimage of the previous step stayed before it slowly disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Jiao Luo again, his arm trembled, and one after another sword shadows emerged endlessly, and finally it seemed to turn into the waves of the sea, overlapping and heavy, and slammed towards Jiao Luo.

At this time, Li Xian had the upper hand, and naturally he was full of murderous intent, and at this moment, he did not spare the slightest hand for him, just to solve Jiao Luo as soon as possible, watching Li Xian's swordsmanship become more and more rapid, Jiao Luo shouted: "Li Xian, give me death!"

There was a trace of cold air shooting out of Jiao Luo's ten fingers, the tip of his teeth bited, his face was blue and red, his body trembled slightly when his face was green, his face and forehead sweat were like rain, and his green tendons were bursting, and he suddenly shouted, and shouted word by word: "Qiankun is moving, give me up!" Suddenly, Jiao Luo's whole body was like a big lake full of floods when a mountain flood broke out, and the lake embankment collapsed suddenly, and the six holy flames spun violently under the traction of Jiao Luo's great shift.

Murong Fu's eyes were certain, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of incredulity: "This is by no means the fourth layer of the Great Shift?"

"Dididi," the fierce wind blew like a storm between the two, Jiao Luo's clothes were hunting, and he was surrounded by the six holy fire orders, just when the six holy fire orders flew above his head, he suddenly rubbed his fingers, put the six holy fire orders together, and directly hit the hard way, and suddenly rushed towards Li Xian.

Li Xian's sword stabbed like a wave, and it collided with Jiao Luo's Holy Fire Order in an instant!

Boom, boom, boom!

The Holy Flame Order in Jiao Luo's hand fell apart in an instant, and was re-dispersed into six, scattering in all directions, and the huge force of the collision, as if pushing withering and decaying, pierced the palm power of Jiao Luo's holding the Holy Fire Order, and with a "bang" sound, it hit Jiao Luo's right palm on the tiger's mouth, and the blood suddenly flowed down, and Li Xian's soft sword was also shaken open by gravity at this moment, and it came out of his hand and stabbed obliquely into the ground.

Jiao Luo didn't care about his own injuries, his toes moved a few times and appeared behind Li Xian, and he made two moves to fight hard, fighting with his life, but it scared Li Xian's calm and calm face was also chaotic at the moment, but Jiao Luo did not resist, and the palm that had been accumulated for a long time slammed on Li Xian's back.

With Jiao Luo's palm, Li Xian's throat was sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and under a stumble, he pulled out the soft sword that stabbed in front of him, but he found that his arm was tight, and the secret path was not good, so he stabbed back with a sword.

A wicked smile flashed in Jiao Luo's eyes, "Yan'er, I'm here." Jiao Luo's face became calm, following Li Xian's sword, not dodging or dodging, holding Li Xian tightly with both hands, holding it accurately, not being happy, and the speed of the response was as fast as a meteor.

Seeing Jiao Luo's actions, Li Xian was suddenly shocked, and roared in a sharp voice: "No, you crazy person, no" Li Xian, who found what Jiao Luo was thinking about, shouted in fright, but it was too late at this time, Li Xian's sword stabbed back, Jiao Luo's body suddenly turned to one side, and with this Li Xian, this sword, instantly penetrated through the lower abdomen of the two.

Li Xian's face was pale, from Jiao Luo's body, he felt the breath of death for the first time, and when he grabbed the soft sword that pierced into his lower abdomen and slowly pulled it out, Jiao Luo already had the will to die, this time he could die with Li Xian, Jiao Luo couldn't ask for it, didn't give Li Xian a chance, tightly clamped Li Xian, and slapped Li Xian behind with a palm.

Receiving this blow, Li Xian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the movements in his hands also paused, Jiao Luo grabbed the hilt of the sword in Li Xian's hand like lightning, and the palm covered by internal force slapped on the hilt fiercely, and the tip of the sword instantly penetrated the lower abdomen of the two.

Under the gaze of those countless eyes, Li Xian's mournful roar rumbled out at the top of the light: "Ah!" Such a hard hit, suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouths of the two, and then the whole body was unstable, Li Xian shouted angrily, and the internal force was vomited, Jiao Luo, who was standing behind him, flew out upside down, and Li Xian didn't care about pulling out the soft sword in his lower abdomen, staggered around, and the army behind him immediately protected Li Xian.

Seeing this, Xi Feng and Ye Xing flashed out, and in the blink of an eye, they swept in the direction of Jiao Luo's backward shot, and the two of them supported Jiao Luo left and right, looking at Li Xian, who had been surrounded by the army, knowing that this time Li Xian's desire to kill him while Li Xian was weak was afraid that it would be in vain, looking at Jiao Luo, who was covered in injuries, his heart was anxious, how could he care about anything else, and turned around and returned to his side.

In the entire Guangming Peak, the countless Ming Sect people saw the sect leader's desperate actions clearly, and when Ye Xing and Xi Feng brought Jiao Luo back, they immediately knelt down, and the black oppressive crowd cried out: "Sect Master!"

Li Xian's blood-stained arm was slowly raised in the frightened eyes around him, and he took a deep look at Jiao Luo, who had run out of oil, and knew that he had won this battle after all, and said intermittently: "Pass my order, the whole army, evacuate!" and then fainted.

The generals on Li Xian's side comprehended the idea, and one after another orderly orders came out, and under his orders, the black and oppressive army immediately retreated like a tide, and finally disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Jiao Luo, who was supported by Ye Xing and Xi Feng, was almost exhausted at this time, and at this moment, the four kings of the Ming Sect, the five scattered people, and the left and right protectors were all surrounding Jiao Luo, the blood from the corners of his mouth kept flowing, Jiao Luo looked at Murong Fu with difficult eyes, his eyes were scattered, and he said word by word: "The disciples of the Ming Sect must not kill each other, the Murong brothers have both ability and political integrity, so that Murong Fu temporarily takes over the position of deputy sect leader and punishes the important affairs of the sect." ”

"Yan'er, I'm coming to you," the more he spoke, the softer his voice became, and when he said the word "Yan'er," it was already like a gossamer, almost inaudible!

Ye Xing, who was beside Jiao Luo, hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him sniff, he was already out of breath, holding Jiao Luo's body, crying out, and a heart-rending sound hovered on the top of the light: "Sect Master!" The members of the Ming Sect all burst into tears, and the cry shook the valley.

Murong Fu looked at Jiao Luo blankly, Jiao Luo's solemn and indifferent moments, the deep and indifferent, and the faint grandmaster's bearing seemed to be vivid, but now thinking of this, Murong Fu was full of emotion, standing there, silent for a long time!

At this moment, all the Mingjiao members knew that Jiao Luo had run out of oil, and all the disciples struggled to get up together, and each sat cross-legged, with their hands and ten fingers open, raised in front of their chests, in the shape of flames, reciting the Mingjiao scriptures for Jiao Luo!