Aside from Lin You's side, let's just talk about Zong Ying and Sun Qing's side.

The four masters of the Holy Movement Period forced the two of them to retreat step by step, and they only had the power to parry, and there was no room to fight back.

But Zong Ying and the two are experienced, they are also elders of the same sect, and they are also experienced in a hundred battles, although they are defeated, but the two of them are well defended, and for a while, these four people have nothing to do with them.

But Lin You's situation is dangerous.

Lin You used the Heaven Snatching Machine, and his whole body was exhausted of True Yuan, so he took a pill of Hui Yuan Pill at this time, and sat on the ground, feeling weak.

Song Qun also almost exhausted the true yuan, although a long arrow was shot, the momentum of the arrow shadow shot out was obviously seven or eight points weaker than before.

Among the three of them, only a few Zong Zhuoyuan were in a better condition, and a ball of blood was red, attacking the last cultivator of the Spiritual Stage here.

Song Qun's arrow also arrived in front of this person.

This person's spear opened, and a white mang pounced on the shadow of the arrow shot by Song Qun, and then he didn't even look at the long arrow shot, his body moved, and the man and weapon were one, and he flew towards Zong Zhuoyuan.

At this time, Zong Zhuoyuan couldn't see clearly, it was just a cloud of blood mist, and he also roared and pounced on the shadow of the gun.

And Song Qun's arrow shadow was turned away by that piece of white mang, and the white mang was castrated, and hit Song Qun's body heavily.

The moment Song Qun was hit, the longbow was pulled, and another arrow flew towards the last person on the other side.

Bai Mang hit Song Qun's body hard, Song Qun's armor shattered in the upside-down flight, scattered all over the ground, and a bloody arrow spurted out of his mouth, falling heavily to the ground.

"Little group!" Lin You struggled to his feet and ran to Song Qun's side.

Song Qun raised his head with difficulty: "Brother Lin, I can't die, go and help Brother Zong!"

Seeing Song Qun say this, Lin You put his mind at ease, stretched out his hand and put a few more Hui Yuan Dan into his mouth, wiped the tears on his face, glanced at Wei Jia's corpse, and the white light appeared in his hand, and He Xi Fan held it in his hand.

"Fatty, I'll avenge you!" Lin You shouted and pounced towards the shadow of the gun.

And the shadow of the spear had already broken Song Qun's last arrow, and he was fighting with Zong Zhuoyuan.

He Xi fanned in Lin You's hand, and the white mang pounced on the shadow of the gun.

"Bang!", Zong Zhuoyuan and Gun Ying each took a few steps back. 、

Zong Zhuoyuan stood unsteadily, and sat directly on the ground.

And the opponent who transformed into a figure was covered in blood and had several injuries on his body, but the armor blocked the vital parts, and these injuries were nothing.

As soon as this person stood still, his body moved, and he attacked in the direction of Lin You.

The shadow of the gun flew in, dissolving the Dao fan shadow sent out by Lin You, and hit Lin You's body directly.

"Dang!" With a sound, Lin You flew more than ten meters away and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Zong Zhuo stood up on his own, and another mouthful of blood sprayed on the Unforgiving Sword, rushing towards the enemy who had fallen to the ground.

Lin You also stood up tremblingly, a large mouthful of essence blood sprayed on He Xi's fan, and the clouds and water under his feet ran on his own, rushing towards the place where Zong Zhuoyuan and the two were fighting.

Three rays of light, one red and two white, were entangled in the clearing.

"Po, po!" a few times, and the figures of the three of them were revealed at the same time.

Zong Zhuoyuan's blood flowed out from under the spirit armor, his body trembled, and he was unsteady on his feet, obviously injured a lot.

Lin You knelt on the ground on one leg, blood flowed from under his body, his eyes behind the protective gear were red, and he stared at his opponent deadly.

Several protective gear on the other party's body were all shattered, a cut on the thigh, blood burst out, the tiger's mouth holding the spear was also torn, and his hands trembled unconsciously.

The helmet was also split by Zong Zhuoyuan's sword, revealing this person's appearance.

I saw that he was pale, about forty years old, and his eyes were cold looking at Zong Zhuoyuan and Lin You.

Lin You remembered the appearance of this person in his mind.

At this time, Zong Zhuoyuan gritted his teeth, and another mouthful of blood sprayed onto the Wuxian Sword.

Lin You also stood up with difficulty, and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood in the same way.

Seeing this, the other party showed a trace of fear on his face, and he didn't dare to slack off, and he also squirted a mouthful of essence blood onto the spear.

Suddenly, the white mangs of the spear skyrocketed, suppressing the momentum of Lin You and Zong Zhuoyuan.

And one of the four people who was fighting with Zongying Sun Qing turned around and saw this scene, and shouted: "Big brother, look at it!"

As soon as one of the four turned around, his voice was a little panicked: "How can this be, you go and help!"

The person who spoke up earlier nodded, his body withdrew, and flew towards Lin You and Zong Zhuoyuan's direction.

When Zong Ying and Sun Qing saw this scene, their faces turned pale, and their hearts were finished, this is over.

Lin You and Zong Zhuoyuan also saw the person flying in, the two glanced at each other, and at the same time rushed towards the person in the Spiritual Stage opposite.

In an instant, the light and shadow in front of the two of them suddenly rose, instantly overpowering each other's white rays.

The other Saint Movement Stage cultivator in the air looked shocked when he saw this, these two people were going to fight hard.

"Boom!", Lin Youzong Zhuoyuan and his opponent flew away at the same time, and fell on the spot.

Zong Zhuoyuan sat up slowly, looked in Lin You's direction, and said, "Why are you like this, wake up and speak!"

It turned out that at the last moment, Lin You blocked in front of Zong Zhuoyuan and took a heavy blow, which also gave Zong Zhuoyuan the opportunity to stab the opponent's throat with a sword.

Lin You retreated, Zong Zhuoyuan blocked, and the two fell to the ground at the same time.

And the opponent fell in response.

The final blow of both sides ended so calmly.

Zong Zhuoyuan slowly crawled towards Lin You, completely ignoring the enemies flying behind him.

The assassin in the air lit up with the magic weapon in his hand at this time, and he was about to attack Zong Zhuoyuan.

"You go down to the old man!"

At this moment, a faint voice rang out.

The man in the air was startled, only to feel that his body sank, and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Boom!", the man smashed a hole in the ground, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Struggling to his feet, he looked up.

I saw an old man in a black robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, looking like a fairy-like bone, standing in the air, looking at a few people on the ground without anger or joy.

Looking at the old man's empty feet, this man's scalp was numb: "How did a cultivator who crossed the realm come out!"

The black-robed old man's eyes swept around, and finally stared at Wei Jia who fell to the ground, his face turned sideways, and he said, "Who killed this kid!"

A hint of murderous aura was clearly emanated.

Zong Zhuoyuan struggled to stand up: "Seniors, it's just a few of them!" pointed to the four corpses on the ground, and the three people who had been fighting with Zong Ying Sun Qing in the distance, and said: "It's these people who intercepted and killed us for no reason, and the four people who died joined forces to kill Wei Jia!"

The black-robed old man looked at the few people who were fighting in the distance, and suddenly his body moved, and a momentum pressed over, and he said, "A few of you, come over to me!"

Several people who were fighting shook their bodies, stood unsteadily, and looked over in a panic.

As soon as they saw the black shadow standing in the sky, the expressions of several people changed greatly, they didn't know whether they were friends or enemies, and they said in their hearts: "Go in the sky, who is this person!"

But a few people stopped honestly and hurriedly walked over.

They came and came, but no one spoke, they all stood straight and motionless.

The old man in the air landed slowly, glanced at Zong Ying and Sun Qing, who were scarred, and said, "You two didn't cover your faces, so naturally you are in the same group as this kid!" raised his hand and pointed at Zong Zhuoyuan, who was standing unsteadily.

As soon as Zong Ying and Sun Qing saw this person talking, they hurriedly ran towards Zong Zhuoyuan and helped Zong Zhuoyuan: "Seventh Prince, are you okay?"

When the black-robed old man heard this, he asked, "Seventh son, is this the seventh son of that family?"

Zong Ying said with a salute: "Senior, this is the head of my sect family, the seventh prince Zong Zhuoyuan!"

The black-robed old man nodded, and said with a pleasant face: "Oh, it turned out to be from the Zong family!" looked at the few people in the armor and face protection, and asked Zong Ying: "Then these people are from that sect?"

Zong Ying shook his head: "Senior, these people suddenly appeared, and they killed us, and we don't know who they are!"

The black-robed old man looked at Wei Jia, who fell to the ground, and said, "Who are you with this kid?"

Zong Zhuoyuan spoke: "He is my brother!"

The black-robed old man nodded again: "Understood!"

Suddenly, his face turned cold, and he looked at the few people who covered their faces with protective gear: "Who have you been instructed to do, say it, and I will spare your lives!"

Several people were silent, looking at the black-robed old man, although they were afraid, no one answered.

Finally, one of the people who had given the order before spoke: "Senior, why are you meddling in this matter?"

The black-robed old man glared: "Why can't I meddle in this matter?"

This man thought for a moment, and said: "You are not from this realm, you should not meddle in the grievances of this realm!"

The black-robed old man smiled arrogantly, and said, "I've only heard that cultivators in the upper realm are not allowed to meddle in the affairs of the eight major sects and the six major families here, and this family is counted as one, so which of these eight major sects and six major families are you!"

Speaking of this, his face became gloomy, and he pointed back at Wei Jia: "The people you killed me, if you don't tell your origins, I will let you die one by one!"