In the blink of an eye, the Binghe Sect had killed another unlucky ghost of the fourth layer of the True Yuan, and before he could figure out what was going on, he was stunted and killed.

There are still three True Yuan Cultivators left in the Ice River Sect.

Elder He heard two screams in succession, hurriedly looked back, and caught a glimpse of the death of the two fellow disciples, and this time, he was suddenly stimulated to jump up, completely collapsed, and couldn't hold on. He originally planned to delay this group of Sun Monks, wait for his own reinforcements to arrive, and then surround and annihilate this group of Sun Monks in one fell swoop.

The abacus was well played, but his team collapsed so quickly that two were killed in the blink of an eye.

Nine Sun Monks, besieging the remaining three Ice River Sect Monks, that is not called a battle, it is purely a one-sided crazy slaughter.

Looking at this situation, they simply can't support the arrival of reinforcements, and they will be wiped out. Of course, it is a good thing to be able to make meritorious contributions, but if you want to lose your own life, the elder is absolutely unwilling to do it.

"Senior brothers, let's go!" Elder He spurted out a mouthful of essence blood and shot it at his Spirit Snake Staff. The staff's cyan light surged for a while, swinging away Zhao Dongbo's giant sword, and Elder He took the opportunity to rush out, jumping towards the depths of the mountain forest and escaping.

The other two disciples of the Ice River Sect, where did they dare to delay, made a false move, and hurriedly followed the elder to escape.

The monks of the Burning Sun Sect failed to react immediately and surrounded them. Even Zhao Dongbo, who was fighting fiercely with Elder He, was shocked by Yuwen Zhouyuan's terrifying speed of killing the two enemies in an instant, and he was stunned for a moment, and his subordinates took a step slow, unable to stop Elder He from escaping.

By the time they came back to their senses, Elder He and the other three Ice River Sect cultivators had already escaped fifty or sixty zhang, and they were about to burrow into the mist and be poisoned.

"Chase!" Zhao Dongbo was in a hurry, seeing that the fat in his mouth had been escaped, how could he be willing. Not only him, but none of the Burning Sun Cultivators were willing to give up, there were as many as nine of them, and if the three enemies in front of them escaped, it would be a shame to say it.

The monks rushed under their feet, a few ups and downs, and they had chased hundreds of zhang away.

At this moment, there was a loud roar in the distance, coming in their direction, and just as the whistle sounded, they saw a pale blue-clothed monk break through the fog and float in front of Elder He.

Then, the two middle-aged Dharma protectors also rushed to the side of the blue-clothed monk out of breath, and the blue-clothed monk was drifting too fast in the swamp, and it was not easy for them to catch up.

"The subordinates met the young master, and the enemy was behind, and there were as many as nine people. When Elder He saw the young master appear, he was immediately overjoyed and bowed excitedly.

With the young sect master and the two Dharma protectors here, their strength has increased greatly, at least they have no problem saving their lives, and the other two Ice River Sect monks who followed him fled in embarrassment, and when they saw the young sect master, they hurriedly gave a salute.

"Elder He, what about two of your men, are they separated?" the blue-clothed monk said strangely when he saw that they were small and there were only three people left in the team.

"The two junior disciples have died in battle, and the subordinates are not in a good position to fight, please ask the young master to surrender!" Elder He fell to the ground, extremely ashamed, if he hadn't insisted on waiting for help, those two junior disciples would not have died in vain.

However, if you really want to talk about it, you can't blame him entirely, his plan is right, he can only blame the enemy monk for being too strong, the soul-shaking drum magic weapon is too weird, in the enemy immortal cultivation world, he has never seen such a magic weapon that can stun the opponent, and when he reacted, two junior disciples had died.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan, Zhao Dongbo, and the other nine Lieyang monks all stopped. The blue-clothed monk and two middle-aged monks who suddenly appeared in front of him made the enemy's strength skyrocket, and they had to deal with it carefully.

"There are only nine True Yuan monks, how many Dongluohe monks did this young sect master think that there were coming! Coming to attack my camp! Elder He, just this kind of person, it's too cowardly to chase you all over the mountains and forests, right?" The blue-clothed monk snorted dissatisfiedly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the nine Lieyang monks such as Yuwen Zhouyuan and Zhao Dongbo who were chasing after Elder He and the others.

His eyes were full of disdain, and there were so few enemies that he was not satisfied.

Elder He cried with a sad face, hunched his waist, and couldn't say the bitterness in his heart, with the strength of the young sect master, of course, he could not take the nine True Yuan monks seriously, but he couldn't do it, he was just an elder with average strength, where could he compare to the honorable young sect master.

However, he didn't dare to say this, so he could only nod his head and said: "What the young master said is extremely true, his subordinates are really a bit of a nest when they escape, and they are lucky to meet the young master to save him, and his subordinates must follow the young master to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions." ”

"Alright, follow me. The blue-clothed monk waved his hand to interrupt Elder He.

Then he looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan, Zhao Dongbo and the others, smiled proudly, and said lightly: "Looking at your outfits, you should be a monk from the Burning Sun Sect of the Dongluo River Realm, right? Half of them have a mid-level cultivation of the True Yuan, and the level is not bad." However, you are very unlucky to meet the master of this young family. The young master of this Binghe Sect, lest you die and don't know that you were killed by the young master of the enemy's sect. As for who you are, I won't ask much, let's let the horses come over together, don't delay the time of this young master. If any of you are lucky enough to escape from the hands of this young master, remember to report to your boss when you go back, and send more men next time, so as not to die. ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan stood in place, frowning secretly.

Zhao Dongbo, Liu Mode and other Lieyang monks looked at each other, how could this young master of the Ice River Sect be so arrogant.

Including the three Elder He, as well as the three young sect masters, there are only six True Yuan cultivators, almost all of them are around the middle level of True Yuan, and they do not have any advantage. This young master, is so sure that he can take them all down in one fell swoop?

Yuwen Zhouyuan's gaze swept over the arrogant blue-clothed monk and the Binghe Sect monk, and weighed the strength of the monks on both sides.

There are already six True Yuan Cultivators of the Ice River Sect here, although the number is three fewer than the Burning Sun Sect monks, but their cultivation is generally higher than the nine Burning Sun Sect monks, so if you simply look at the strength of cultivation, the two sides are almost a comparison of five or five strengths, and no one has an absolute advantage.

What the final result will be, we will not know until we fight.

It's just that Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't know what amazing means this young sect master had, his tone was so big, he stood in place with confidence and didn't take the initiative to attack, and it seemed that he was ten percent sure of cleaning up these Burning Sun Cultivators.

Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the young master with cold eyes, and he found that the young master's face was abnormally pale, almost morbidly pale, and bloodless.

Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but move in his heart, immortal cultivators rarely get sick, this is only afraid that it is the result of cultivating some kind of strange exercises, this young master is afraid that he is superior in his own exercises, and his power is endless, so he is so arrogant.

Thinking of this, Yuwen Juyuan sneered instead. The fighting method between monks is not one or two extraordinary exercises that can determine victory or defeat. There are many monks who have top-level exercises, but are defeated and killed.

Zhao Dongbo's thoughts at the moment were similar to those of Yuwen Zhouyuan, and he didn't think that these few Ice River Sect cultivators in front of him had an advantage, and he also had an idea, Yuwen Zhouyuan's strength was extremely strong, and he had several very powerful magic weapons, as long as he could quickly solve an opponent, then the situation would quickly tilt in their favor.

As long as they work together to kill the blue-clothed monk in front of them, who claims to be the young master of the Ice River Sect, and the other five True Yuan Monks of the Ice River Sect, they will be able to return to Dongluo River City to return to the sect elders to take revenge.

"Senior brothers, kill me!" Zhao Dongbo discerned the situation clearly, decided to take a risk, roared angrily, his figure flashed, and beckoned all the Lieyang monks to release magic weapons together, and killed the monks of the Binghe Sect.

Elder He and the other five Ice River Sect monks reacted extremely quickly, and immediately guarded the blue-clothed monks in the middle, each throwing out magic weapons, forming a simple ring defensive formation, and joining forces to resist the attack of the Sun Cultivators.

"Hmph, it seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, you don't know what to do, the young master of the young sect will send you on your way!" a sneer appeared on the corner of the blue-clothed monk's mouth, and then, unhurriedly, he patted the storage bag and took out a blue ice spirit bead.

This ice spirit bead was only the size of a fist, round, crystal clear, and glowing with a faint blue luster.

This ice spirit bead was held in the hands of the blue-clothed monk Void.

Within a radius of two or three hundred zhang in the mountains and forests, the blue ice spirit mist immediately began to evaporate.

The blue-clothed monk hadn't cast any spells yet, and this ice spirit bead had already attracted a large amount of ice aura from the mountains and forests, gathering near it.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?" As soon as this Ice Spirit Bead appeared, all the Burning Sun Sect monks suddenly felt that the water aura in the surrounding swamp had obviously begun to increase, and they were secretly surprised, and some even exclaimed.

When Yuwen Zhouyuan saw the ice spirit bead, his eyes lit up, and an indescribable sense of amazement arose in his heart.

Yuwen Zhouyuan only had such an amazing feeling when he successfully refined the Yuan Shen Magic Weapon, the Ice Spirit Xuanguang Sword. This is definitely an extraordinary spiritual treasure, and its value is not below his Yuan Shen magic weapon.

"Magic weapon, this is an ice magic weapon! Everyone be careful, stop him from casting spells!" Zhao Dongbo frowned, suddenly remembered something, came to his senses, and shouted loudly.

In the world of cultivating immortals, "instruments" are common, but "treasures" are extremely rare.

As long as there are ores, monks who are proficient in refining weapons can continuously refine them one by one. However, the magic weapon is a treasure generated by heaven and earth, which can only be obtained by immortal cultivators by chance, and cannot be refined in large quantities like magic weapons at all.

Therefore, each magic weapon is often unique and has a magical effect.

The types are different, and some magic weapons have average efficacy. The effect of some magic weapons is surprisingly powerful, and can even change the color of heaven and earth, and the power is terrifying.

Although I don't know what the effect of this ice magic weapon in the hands of the young master of the Ice River Sect is.

But as long as it is a magic weapon, it is usually not an ordinary magic weapon that can be compared.

What's more, the young sect master is so big, and he doesn't take them nine Burning Sun True Yuan Cultivators in his eyes at all, this magic weapon must be extremely powerful.

Zhao Dongbo's eyes showed shock, but it was more of ecstasy, and an irrepressible greed flashed through his heart. If he can get this magic weapon, his strength will definitely increase a lot, but it is far more beneficial than completing the sneak attack mission.

Zhao Dongbo's heart suddenly erupted with a fierce energy, and he frantically killed the Glacier Sect monk.

Zhao Dongbo shouted, and the Lieyang monks suddenly woke up and rushed towards the slaughter even more frantically.