Originally, the two thousand disciples on the ten boats not far away all looked at Jin Mu and Mo Wentian fighting, they didn't expect that the more than two thousand disciples of the Ling Ge Sect suddenly rushed out from behind and launched a sneak attack, at this moment, in the blink of an eye, these elite disciples were killed and injured by hundreds.

At the same time as seeing this scene, Jin Mu and Qingxiang were anxious, their bodies shook, and they were about to rush over, but Mo Wentian took one step, and when he appeared, he had already arrived in front of Jin Mu, and Xu Fan and Zhong Jianghe gritted their teeth, and the two of them also walked in front of Qingxiang at the same time.

Seeing the heavy casualties of the sect's disciples, Jin Mu showed an anxious look at the moment, although he could give up everything in order to enter the reincarnation realm, but it depends on whether it is worth it or not!

After all, the sect has his hard work, if Jin Mu himself did not enter the reincarnation realm, and the sect was destroyed again, it would really be worth the loss.

"Don't ask the sky, what kind of face do you have to say about me! You are a despicable and shameless villain! And you are already seriously injured, you can't stop me, since you are stubborn, today is your death!"

Jin Mu, who looked anxious at this moment, was about to rush over with a shake of his body, when he saw Mo Wentian blocking the way, he roared, pinched his hands, raised his right hand and waved, a huge wind dragon turned out of thin air, and Jin Mu even bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist towards the illusory wind dragon.

In an instant, this originally illusory wind dragon actually quickly condensed, as if it was substance, and its color also became a bright blood color, at this moment, this huge blood-colored wind dragon, roared to the sky, and a coercion emanated from it, roaring all the way, and crashed straight towards Mo Wentian.

In Jin Mu's roar, Mo Wentian did not have any words, although his expression did not change at this moment, but his momentum was even weaker, frowning, his right hand slapped the storage bag, and a sword immediately appeared in his hand, this sword looked ordinary, and even a little rusty, but at the moment when this sword appeared, there was a coercion permeating.

Mo Wentian also spurted out a mouthful of blood, landed on the rusty-looking sword, and threw it directly towards the incoming blood-colored wind dragon, this sword roared, with murderous intent, and rushed out directly.

The blood-colored wind dragon and the sword, its speed is so fast, it collides together in the blink of an eye, the size of this sword, and this huge blood-colored wind can not be compared at all, like the gap between an elephant and an ant, but its power is not weak at all!

Even stronger, under the collision at this moment, although the sword could not be seen, the blood-colored wind dragon was slammed, and the roar shook the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, the blood-colored wind dragon roared, and it shattered directly, and the sword also rolled back, and at the same time, Mo Wentian and Jin Mu snorted in unison.

Mo Wentian's eyes burst out at this moment, and at the same time, his face was strangely ruddy, swallowed the blood that was about to spurt out of his throat, raised his right hand in laughter, grabbed the broken sword again, walked out again in a step, and stabbed straight at Jin Mu.

At this moment, Xu Fan and Zhong Jianghe were cloaked in hair, and let out bursts of low roars, which were even more embarrassed, the two who were originally injured, and the injuries at the moment were even more serious, but they were still entangled in Qingxiang.

And the corners of Qingxiang's mouth also had blood dripping down at this time, she saw that not far away on the ten boats, there was almost a one-sided situation, and there were constantly disciples dying, compared to Jin Mu, Qingxiang obviously cared more about the disciples of his sect, and was extremely anxious in his heart, and was slapped in the chest by Xu Fan under distraction.

At this time, the disciples on the ten boats not far away, under the leadership of eighteen people who had cultivated in the realm of desolation, gradually calmed down from Fang Cai's panic, and many of the hundreds of people who were killed and injured were their closest relatives and friends, and at this moment, these people showed their hatred and frantically fought with the disciples of the Ling Ge Sect.

One side is fighting for the dead and wounded relatives and friends at this time, and the other side is fighting for the homeland behind them, and it is impossible to tell who is right and who is wrong, and for a while, both sides have suffered heavy casualties!

In the chaos, a disciple of the fifth layer of dust in the Eternal Gate, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he went straight to Wang Fei, clenched his fist with his right hand in the step, and blasted towards Wang Fei with a fierce punch, and immediately a fist phantom the size of a zhang blasted towards Wang Fei.

He saw that Wang Fei's robe was just an outer disciple, and this person knew very well that the outer disciple of the Ling Ge Sect was only a third-layer cultivator at most, and after throwing a punch, he showed a sneer, this disciple of the fifth layer of the Eternal Gate, he seemed to see it in the next moment, Wang Fei was frightened, and his body exploded and died.

At this moment, although Wang Fei was already a core disciple, he was summoned to the first peak before he could change into the core disciple robe in a hurry, so Wang Fei was still wearing an outer disciple robe.

At this time, Wang Fei's expression changed, although he didn't have much sense of belonging to Ling Gezong in the past three years, so from the beginning of the big war to this moment, he shot a total of three times, twice for Li Wuxue and once for Wang Yue.

At this time, Wang Fei saw that someone was coming straight to him, and the eyes of the person who came showed an undisguised murderous intent, and he even threw a punch at him.

Wang Fei's eyes flashed coldly, without any hesitation, he did not retreat but advanced, and at the same time raised his right hand and blasted it away, in the blink of an eye, the phantom of the two fists collided together, and Wang Fei's fist shadow directly penetrated the punch of the fifth layer of dust, and then there was no pause.

At this moment, his eyes widened, blood spurted out, and a blood mist exploded in his chest, and he immediately fell to the ground and died, he didn't understand why it was such an ending until he died.

At the same time as the death of this person who came out of the fifth layer of dust, a sword light with the sound of breaking the sky, roared, and came straight behind Wang Fei, Wang Fei did not hesitate at all, and slapped the storage bag with his right hand, and was about to take out the spear.

At this moment, in Wang Fei's mind, an urgent voice suddenly came, "Don't take out your spear! Otherwise, you will definitely die! After hearing these sudden words, Wang Fei's whole body shook violently, and his right hand stopped abruptly less than an inch away from the storage bag.

Wang Fei looked up at the sky that was constantly roaring, although he couldn't see Mo Wentian's figure, but the owner of this voice was familiar to him, it was the sect master Mo Wentian.

If someone else said this, Wang Fei would never believe it, and he would even suspect that he would be disrupted in a crisis and would be put to death!

But this word not only came from Mo Wentian's mouth, but also very eagerly, although Wang Fei did not understand the meaning of his words, but let Mo Wentian open his mouth so eagerly, this spear must have a shocking secret.

Just as Wang Fei was pondering, the flying sword in that sword light was already approaching, and if he was stabbed, Wang Fei would definitely be seriously injured even if he didn't die.