The cold wind howled wildly, and the snow flew all over the sky.

In this bone-chilling ice and snow, the more than 200 surviving members of the Angry Sea Sect still had the helpless madness in the face of death in their minds, and at this moment turned into a strong hatred for the Heavenly Sword Sect.

With a hideous and terrifying expression on his face, holding the cold long sword of the forest, the more than 200 surviving people were like a torrent of steel, rolling towards the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Sen Leng's long sword, carrying an icy killing machine, among the Qingtian Sword Sect, Zhang Xiong roared angrily, facing the menacing Angry Sea Sect, he laughed instead: "Brothers, the gang leader relied on the wisdom of one person, and killed them crying father and mother, and they couldn't form an army, and there were only two hundred people in front of him, can we disgrace the gang leader?"

"No, you can't. ”

"More than 1,000 people from the Sky Eagle Sect were rushed into the formation by us and killed, and now there are only more than 200 people, are you afraid?"

"Kill them. ”

"Whew. ”

"Then, let us clean up these little fish that survived with the wisdom of the gang leader. Don't let the helper look down on us. ”

"Kill. ”

The people of the Heavenly Sword Sect did not have a trace of terror, and clenched the long sword in their hands, and more than fifty people burst out with killing intent that soared into the sky.

"Kill. Zhang Xiong and Zhao Yu roared at the same time, and then, instead of retreating, the two of them rushed towards the Angry Sea Sect full of murderous intent. Behind them, a long sword followed behind the two of them, and instantly erupted with earth-shattering killing intent.

Seeing that the forces of the two sides were about to approach, Zhang Xiong suddenly raised his long sword and shouted: "Shura Sword Formation." Immediately, the figures of Zhang Xiong and Zhao Yu were hidden in the crowd at the same time.

Death, as if quietly coming, was dancing around everyone.

More than fifty people suddenly split into four waves, which suddenly spread out, like four rocks, and slammed into the torrent.

"Kill. "The two torrents collided together in an instant.

"Pretending to be a ghost. In the Angry Sea Sect, an acquired master sneered, his long sword glowed with cold light, and took the lead in strangling Zhang Xiong's formation, and shouted at the same time, "Brothers, kill them." Beside him, dozens of other people followed closely, and at the same time surrounded Zhang Xiong and the others.

Zhang Xiong glanced at him coldly, and the corners of his mouth flashed with crazy killing intent: "Shura Array, kill." ”

Twelve cold long swords instantly greeted this acquired master in the way of the guidance of the Shura formation.

The face of the master of the day after tomorrow changed greatly, and he hurriedly retreated, and behind him, more than thirty long swords suddenly attacked, surrounding twelve people and strangling them fiercely. The majestic energy shook the surrounding snow and confused the eyes of the enemy.

More than 30 people cooperated tacitly, and at first glance, it was a small group that had been fighting together for many years. The terrifying strength seemed to be connected, and the cold long sword, like the scythe of death, was about to harvest life.

In front of Zhang Xiong's eyes, the master of the day after tomorrow rushed forward again, and after containing Zhang Xiong and the others with the strength of his subordinates, he launched a desperate blow.

"Die. Zhang Xiongsen sneered, the long sword struck like lightning, and the master of the day after tomorrow just rushed up, and suddenly felt the coming of death, this sense of mortal danger made his scalp numb.

In the Shura formation, the rest of the others, stepping on strange steps, more than thirty long swords strangled each other, and shot in an instant, and the terrifying efforts of more than thirty people were swept away by eleven long swords in an instant.

The master of the day after tomorrow hurriedly lucked and raised his sword to greet him with a loud roar.

"Dang!"

The crisp sound of the exchange resounded through the world, and the acquired master couldn't help but retreat again and again, Zhang Xiong's remaining strength was not reduced, the long sword was lightly clicked, and the shoulder of the acquired master suddenly bled like a pillar.

At the same time, Zhang Xiong instantly disappeared into the formation.

The acquired master thought that he was retreating, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then before he could finish his breath, in the Shura sword array, a person suddenly came to his side, and between the swings of the long sword, dense sword light shrouded the top of his head.

The acquired master is horrified. Raise your sword and block again.

"When. ”

However, it was not this long sword that was fatal, on the other side of him, an even more powerful cold long sword, which instantly pierced his heart.

The acquired master stared at the round eyes, and at this moment he understood that he was not facing one person, but he was facing twelve people at the same time.

The Shura Sword Formation was not a one-on-one battle, the twelve people were tightly connected together, and they practiced to the highest depth, just like one person wielding twelve long swords, but they danced so much that they couldn't even splash water.

The acquired master thought that he was facing one person, so he would only fight with one person, but he didn't know that in the Shura formation, everyone was a member of the formation who could send out a deadly sword at any time.

Blood and snow are flying.

The crimson blood is beautiful and bewitching in the snow, as if it is the most beautiful gift that the god of death brings to everyone.

"Die. "A mad member of the Fury Sea Sect, whose right arm was cut off, suddenly rushed towards Yun Yifei, even if he died, he would use his body to wrap around this kid who cut off his right arm, creating conditions for his brothers to kill him.

Seeing him flying towards him, Yun Yi acted as if he hadn't seen it, still facing to the side, killing the enemy with his sword.

The members of the Angry Sea Sect were overjoyed, and they were about to pounce on his body, and then at this moment, the sword qi of the three Dao Sen Ran suddenly slashed towards him, and then his body was cut into three sections by the fierce sword qi, and what made him unwilling was that until he died, the kid who cut off his right arm did not look back at him.

"Brothers, fight with them. "The previous pressure of death had made some people fall into madness, and at this moment, an emotional Fuhai Sect member shouted, and his body suddenly jumped high, and his majestic strength bombarded the Heavenly Sword Sect below.

But before his body could completely fall, seven or eight sword qi came as scheduled, instantly strangling him to the ground with flesh and blood, as if he had been subjected to Ling Chi. Immediately afterwards, a majestic internal force bombarded him, blasting him far away.

The Shura Sword Formation, as a Xiuzhen-level formation, how could it be possible to miss such an obvious flaw in the sky. When the Shura clan is really fighting, they fly to the sky, and the enemy's magic weapon may come from any spatial direction around the upper and lower sides, how can they miss the sky?

The cold wind blew the cloak and rattled fiercely.

The battle has entered a brutal tug-of-war.

Stump limbs are constantly falling into the snow, adding nutrients to the grass for the coming year.

"Ahh In the Shura formation, Ma Lan let out a low scream, his martial arts were low, the Shura formation, everyone was still at the primary level, one was not covered, Ma Lan was immediately pierced through the thigh by an acquired master on the opposite side.

The Shura formation, for the first time, had an accident.

"Shrink, turn into an eleven-man formation. "The primary Shura formation, naturally, is not simply that only twelve people can form a formation, but twelve people can maximize the power of the formation.

At this moment, if there is one less person, it can still form a formation, but it is just the strength of one person missing.

However, one injury means that there may be more injuries to come.

Or, death.

Halfway up the mountain, Seinfeld stood alone on the mountainside, looking down on the battlefield below.

On the side, Qin Shihu faced the cold wind, his brows furrowed tightly, and he didn't say a word.

Seinfeld smiled: "Second uncle, someone has already been injured, can't you go down yet?"

Qin Shihu said indifferently: "If the helper says to go, his subordinates will go, and if the helper says not to go, he won't go." ”

"It's time to go," Seinfeld said lightly.

"Huh?" Qin Shihu looked up and stared at Seinfeld.

"Go down. You're at the bottom of the battlefield. Seinfeld said, "But you are not allowed to do anything unless there is a life-threatening moment." ”

"Yes. After Qin Shihu received the order, his body immediately dissolved in the rocks and fled towards the bottom of the battlefield.

"I'm really anxious. Seinfeld laughed.

Looking from the mountainside, the figures are as small as ants, like two nests of fighting ants, but one nest of ants is small in number, but strong.

Another nest of ants, although numerous, keeps falling down and dying.

The valley is like chess, and everyone is a chess piece.

The chess pieces capture the opponent, or are captured, until the other side is completely destroyed, or surrender, this game, there is no draw.

Seinfeld's eyes were full of emotion, and there were clouds and mist, and no one below noticed the gaze in mid-air.

The chess piece still continues to fulfill the mission of being a chess piece, and if you don't jump out of the chessboard, how can you know the world outside the chess game.

Heaven and earth are like chess, are we also some powerful chess pieces? It's just that their chess games are wider and they have more chess pieces.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, who will pity a chess piece, sacrifice or survival, is just a momentary preference and a moment of thought of the chess player.

Seinfeld was a little melancholy, he, including these people from the Heavenly Sword Sect, in this vast world, if he couldn't be above others, sooner or later he would become someone else's pawn and become a pawn.

Perhaps at some point in need, it will be easily sacrificed.

"Strength, we have to grow up quickly. ”

Yun Yi was covered in blood, and after a fierce battle, it was a great test of the young man's will and internal strength.

Yun Yi is already young, has little combat experience, and his internal strength is a little worse than that of the older generation. Team battles are not one-on-one battles, in addition to the frontal enemy, the side, above, and under the feet, there is a possibility of a sudden burst of life-threatening offensive.

Therefore, the mental power and concentration required for team battles require unprecedented concentration, and at all times, attacks from all directions must be neutralized.

Team battles are meat grinders, and life is fading quickly, either you die or I die.

The cold long sword stabbed at Yun Yi fiercely, Yun Yi turned around, but unexpectedly, a lifeless sword stabbed from his back and pierced his heart.

"When. On his side, Zhao Yu helped him defuse the attack that killed him with one blow, however, the enemy seemed to see that Yun Yi's skills were not good, and immediately concentrated the more fierce offensive on Yun Yi.

If the Shura formation is proficient, he is naturally not afraid. It's a pity that everyone is still practicing, and at this moment, no one can rescue Yun Yi.

"Not good. "Everyone's faces changed.

"Are you going to die?" When Yun Yi found the deadly sword behind him, he couldn't dodge. Yun Yi did not hesitate to stab forward with a sword, piercing the chest of an enemy, help the master, eighteen years later, Yun Yi reincarnated to find you, and continue to follow you across the world.