The compassion in Zhang Yi's eyes flashed, then he looked at Qin Yao and said, "Trouble you!"

Qin Yao was stunned for a moment, then nodded, slowly lowered, and landed slowly, putting Zhang Yi on the ground.

"Who of you dares to approach!" With an angry shout, Qin Yao's beautiful eyes flashed with coldness, and thousands of green silks danced again, disturbing one after another, blocking in front of Zhang Yi, glaring at the approaching Ten Heavenly Evil Elders.

"Amitou Buddha!" A Buddha horn, followed by the Buddha's light flashing, directly rushing to the people around him, one step at a time, like crossing the sky, falling to Qin Yao's side, not moving like a mountain, his eyes flashed bright golden light, like a Buddha sitting in it.

"Master Qin Yao, are you okay?" When Hui Chan spoke, he looked up at Zhang Yi, who was covered in bruises, and with a wave of his hand, a burst of Buddha light shot and fell on Zhang Yi.

"Huh?" Zhang Yi's face was full of pain, he bit his lower lip tightly, and after a while, the pain disappeared, and his frowning brows were relaxed, and he slowly opened his eyes and nodded to Hui Chan to show his gratitude.

"Ten Heavenly Evil Elders, please retreat. Hui Chan recited a Buddha horn and resisted in front of him, preventing the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders from approaching.

"I see you're tired of being alive too!" the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders roared and rushed forward.

Hui Chan, although he is cultivated to catch up with the older generation of strong people, but it is also a lot different, and he is slightly stronger than Song Xiuping, and he is not an opponent in the face of the ten elders of heavenly evil.

However, I saw that his body flashed with golden light, like a Buddha coming to the world, standing in place, one palm after another, each palm, with a heroic righteousness, each palm, as if to break the world's filth, sweep away ghosts.

One person faces ten people, although embarrassed, but not unbearable, while fighting, while pushing, calmly and calmly.

And every palm he slapped, the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders didn't dare to touch its edge, and they were forced to retreat one after another. At the same time, it continued to maneuver, so that Hui Chan had nothing to do.

"Boom!" With a roar, the Buddha was full of light, and Hui Chan continued to grind the ground and retreat, grinding a ravine on the ground, and retreated to the front of Zhang Yi.

"Ahem, the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders, do you really want to use the killer?" Zhang Yi shook his feet and stood up, having already decided in his heart that if the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders really wanted to do it, he would use the power of the Blood Demon.

When Zhang Yi asked like this, the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders were stunned, glanced at each other, and said: "We naturally don't want to kill our fellow Daoists, as long as you get out of the way, today, it is enough for us to kill the two of them." "The second disciple of the Demon God Sect Master, the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders, is also a little jealous.

"If you want to kill the two of us, can you do it?" Zhang Yi was about to speak, but Qin Yao had already stepped forward and resisted in front, with long sleeves fluttering, and her delicate face was filled with endless coldness, like an ice palace beauty.

Qin Yao, at this moment, with murderous intent on his face, his face as cold as frost, there was a strong killing intent, which made people shudder, and he breathed lightly, stirring the surrounding aura and rolling, making the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders frightened in their hearts.

"Nine Heavens Xuanjian!" With a low shout, Qin Yao stretched out his hand and pulled off the bun on the top of his head, instantly turning into a sword, constantly waving it, like a neon dress, dancing lightly with long sleeves. It is like a fluttering butterfly, fluttering and swaying. is more like the Nine Heavens Xuannu in the dust, not eating the fireworks of the world.

A sword flew over, the beautiful woman left a beautiful shadow, Qin Yao shuttled between the ten elders of heaven and evil, the long sword in his hand, like a rainbow in the sky, emitted a dazzling sword light, and the colorful halo continued to flicker.

"Damn!" The Ten Heavenly Evil Elders were shocked, they never expected that Qin Yao would have such a hand, and his strength was extremely strong, the more they could compare.

Zhang Yi stood in the distance, with a surprised expression, he never expected that Qin Yao, who looked weak, actually had the cultivation of a heavenly idler, and his attainments in swordsmanship were not inferior, at this moment, with the long sword in his hand, he forced the ten elders of the Heavenly Evil to have no power to fight back.

"Boom!"

After the roar, the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders flew out upside down, all with sword wounds on their bodies. Flowers also bloomed beside Qin Yao, and then withered.

"Wow!" spurting out a mouthful of blood, Qin Yao took a step back and collapsed to the ground, covered in injuries.

Qin Yao fought with the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders, but it was just a blink of an eye, and both sides were injured.

"Amitabha, the poor monk hates sneak attacks the most!" Although Hui Chan recited the Buddha's name, his subordinates were not soft at all, and the golden light flashed, and the cult disciples fell for dozens of days, and there was the illusion that one side was a god and the other was a demon.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Yi staggered forward and helped Qin Yao, who was seriously injured, to his heart.

"I'm fine!" Qin Yao coughed up blood again, shook his head slightly, looked at the disciples in the sect who had suffered heavy casualties, and couldn't help but sigh, his eyebrows were full of melancholy.

"Where there is war, there are dead and wounded. Zhang Yi swept over and said indifferently.

"Tsk, don't kill me, I'm afraid of death!" Lin Yufeng's voice came out, which made Zhang Yi frightened, and he hurriedly looked around, only to see Lin Yufeng keep saying in his mouth, but his subordinates were unequivocal, and they were ruthless, not losing to the masters of the Heavenly Cult.

"I'll stab you in the face!" Lin Yufeng shouted loudly, and a sword stabbed out, but the place where the stab was stabbed was the heart. With a sword to take out the opponent's surname, Lin Yufeng rushed to other places again and continued to attack.

"Ouch, you almost killed me, I'll do it too. While talking, he killed people, and he didn't blink his eyes, which made Zhang Yi stunned and dumbfounded.

"Eh, Brother Zhang Yi, what's the matter, so free?" Zhang Yi swept out a sword at the enemy in front of him, greeted Zhang Yi, and then accelerated the offensive, slashing the opponent's head with a sword, looking for the target again, and not staying in one place for more.

"This Lin Yufeng is really a scourge. Lin Yufeng's performance made Zhang Yi speechless, and he could only murmur.

"He is the wonder of our righteous sect, but with his heart, he will do great things in the future. Qin Yao shook off Zhang Yi's hand slightly, and her cheeks turned crimson.

"Well, maybe this is!" Zhang Yi glanced at Lin Yufeng, and it was difficult to associate his figure with a master at all.

The battle continued, it had been going on all day, and the entire Hundred Flowers Sect, full of corpses, many were lying on the ground, and many were lying on the ground, constantly wailing.

Here, there is no longer the glory of the past, the birds and the roar of the beasts have also become a thing of the past, some are just the sound of swords, some are just moans, and some are just screams. It's a place of purgatory.

"Boom!" "Boom!" Two roars, Tian Xianzi and the mysterious man collided, a hundred meters apart, and both sides coughed up blood.

Wuwei Taoist also forced back the person next to him, came to Tian Xianzi's side, forced to look at the phantom twin monsters in front of him, and put the dust on his hand, without that kind of otherworldliness, but a little embarrassed, the Taoist robe was also tattered, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, are you okay?" He Yunshi also came to Qin Yao's side, supported Qin Yao, who had been hit hard, wiped the blood from his face, and fell into a pale and beautiful cheek.

"Alas, you guys are chatting here, how can you be without me?" Lin Yufeng met Song Xiuping, who was not his opponent, and hurriedly retreated and ran to the side of a few people.

"Heavenly Sword Sect, that's it!" Li Yichen snorted disdainfully, teamed up with Zhou Chen and Wu Fan, and directly shook Liu Yun into the air, laughed, stepped to catch up, and with a punch, he was about to take Liu Yun's surname.

"Don't!" He Yunshi's face changed greatly, but she didn't block it as just now, but attacked Li Yichen.

At the same time, Wuwei Daoist also thundered, directly grabbed Liu Yun, and then retreated, and in a moment, He Yunshi also forced Li Yichen back with a sword and retreated.

On both sides, the strongest people gathered together, all murderous, sharpening their knives, ready to set off a shocking battle.

"Today, it seems that it is going to fall into the point of endless death. Zhang Yi looked at the scene in front of him, and knew that it was not good today, the masters of the two sides were hoarding, once they collided, the impact would be far better than just now, at that time, it would be the real Shura hell, and the losses on both sides would be immeasurable.

"Alas!" Qin Yao sighed softly, full of helplessness, the disciples in the door suffered heavy casualties, which made her unbearable, even though she was a strong party, but she was also a woman, and her heart was inevitably sentimental.

Tian Xianzi frowned, looked at the mysterious person shrouded in black fog in front of him, took a step back, and whispered in Qin Yao's ear.

With Tian Xianzi's words, Qin Yao's eyes were full of surprise, and his face was solemn, looking at the mysterious person.

"Tian Xianzi, today I say that my Heavenly Cult will definitely kill you famous and righteous people. The voice was hoarse and low, as if it were coming from the underworld, and the truth came from the mouth of a mysterious person shrouded in black mist. Song Xiuping also stood beside him respectfully.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, you Heavenly Cult Master has done your best, it seems that your ambition is not small, are you cultivating and annexing the world?"

"Hmph!" The answer to Tian Xianzi was just a cold snort, no one spoke, both sides were staring at each other, but Zhang Yi stayed out of the matter, as if everything had nothing to do with him. No one regards him as their own side, they all think that his surname is perverse, his surname is eccentric, and everything follows his surname, regardless of whether he is the enemy or the enemy.

Zhang Yi was also rarely entangled, alone, swaying and standing, still bleeding from the wound, his body was covered with blood, and he looked quite terrifying.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the faces of the masters of both sides of the original war changed and they looked towards the west. Zhang Yi also felt that the blood in his body was gushing, and his whole body was boiling, and he was shocked in his heart, looking towards the west.

"What is that?" Song Xiuping and others also saw many masters looking at the west together, and couldn't help but look over, and when they saw it, they were shocked and exclaimed.

In the south, a blood-red, remnant sun that is about to set in the west is also covered with blood-red, which looks very strange, and half of the sky is also blood-red, which looks quite weird.

"The demon sun is showing, and the demon lord is out. Qin Yao whispered, looked at the blood-colored sky, his face was solemn, and then turned pale, as if this blood-colored demon yang would bring some deadly threat.

"Is it true?" the mysterious man in the black fog also exclaimed, looking to the west.

"Roar!" A low roar, in the west, there was a heaven-shattering roar, and then the blood color was even worse, almost covering the entire sky, followed by a huge shadow in the sky, and the demon sun disappeared little by little, as if swallowed by the giant shadow.

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