The crowd exploded, each using their own means. In an instant, the five monks of Shahailou started at the same time. The one who meets the enemy is the person of the unparalleled troubled world. This peerless chaotic world is not Li Mucheng's friend, nor is he an ally of the Six Gates, so he is not doing his best to deal with the attack of this Shahai Tower.

After a while, the unequaled troubled times gradually lost their opponents and retreated. Seeing this, Yue Ge stretched out his hand and assigned two disciples of Changliutian to meet the battle.

With the help of the disciples of Changliutian, the six people of the Peerless Troubled Times were like fish in water, and the Shahailou was out of breath. I don't know if it's intentional or why, this peerless chaotic world is fighting, and he actually jokes with them.

At this time, the people of the unparalleled troubled world were already hundreds of meters away from Li Mucheng. Hanyi and Yuege stood beside Li Mucheng, anxiously watching the battle situation in the distance.

They wanted to go up and help, but Li Mucheng had an epiphany here and couldn't leave. Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, led by Chang Wu, and the three disciples followed closely behind him, quickly attacking towards Yue Ge.

"Changwu, when Sheng Mu wakes up, you will definitely die. ”

At this moment, Hanyi stood still, he looked at Chang Wu with cold eyes, and said in a low voice.

"He's going to wake up, he's going to wake up too. ”

Chang Wu smiled gloomily, raised his hand and slammed a palm knife, slashing heavily at the cold clothes. Hanyi was shocked in his heart, but he couldn't escape, he could only resist.

Just because behind him is Li Mucheng, who has no power to resist at this time.

"Boom~~~"

Endless blue streamers flowed out of Hanyi's body, converging on his fist and colliding with Changwu's palm knife. Suddenly, the cold clothes vomited blood and flew upside down, and the long five also fell backwards like a broken kite.

The opponent between masters is always simple and clear, and the killing machine is in the palm of your hand.

Chang Wu was seriously injured, but he did not step forward, but directly crossed his knees on the spot to recover from the injury. But another disciple of Kowloon City suddenly stepped forward and fought with Hanyi again.

After a few breaths, the two flew upside down again. Hanyi half-knelt on the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Yuege as if asking for help. Yue Ge shook her head when she saw his gaze.

It's not that he doesn't want to help Hanyi, it's just that there are four people in Kowloon City, two people are dealing with Hanyi, and two people are dealing with Yuege. He really didn't have the skills to help Winter Clothes again.

This will not work. Hanyi thought to himself. In the distance, Changwu had recovered from his injuries and stood up again. And the man who had just been injured and thrown away also began to recover from his injuries. If you continue like this, you will definitely be consumed alive.

"Hell, those idiots from the unparalleled chaotic times are still going around in circles with the people of Shahailou!"

Hanyi scolded angrily in his heart, but he had no choice. Chang Wu's attack is already close at hand.

His face was ruddy, and he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, spilling on a flying sword in front of him. In an instant, Hanyi stood up, stretched out two sword fingers, and pointed towards the Changwu Void.

"Carving insect skills!"

Chang Wu shouted, his hands suddenly opened, and a hole in his chest was torn alive. Inside the black hole, the edge of a divine sword emerged. Just by that edge, it made the flying sword of the cold clothes tremble.

"Poof......

A mouthful of blood erupted from the winter coat and shrunk to the ground. His blue flying sword, which had lost all its luster, lay on the ground, turned into a mortal object. On the other hand, Changwu's divine sword was still suspended in the air, like a swimming dragon.

"Now that the matter has come to this, do you still want to resist?"

Chang Wu grabbed the flying sword in the air and stepped to the side of Hanyi. The blade of the sword pointed at Hanyi's neck, and the sharp sword aura had already cut through his skin. A drop of blood slowly flowed down.

"Since Changfeng was killed by Li Mucheng that day, I have been hiding my strength, just waiting for this opportunity to avenge Changfeng. Now, my wish is finally coming true. ”

Chang Wu laughed loudly, and a hint of unruly coldness also appeared on his face. "Give you one last chance, do you die, or get out of the way? For the sake of the face of the six gates, I will give you a chance to choose. ”

"Lord Wintercoat!"

The disciples of the Six Dao Sect, who were being entangled by the Flood Desolate Source in the distance, saw the situation here and hurriedly shouted. But in the middle of this distraction, he was successfully attacked by a demon cultivator in Hong Huangyuan.

"Boom~~"

A burst of smoke exploded, and a silver sword pierced through the chest of the injured Six Daomen disciples.

The disciples of the Six Dao Sect, who were still struggling, suddenly paused, and unwilling tears flowed from their eyes. He reached out and tried to grab the coat. But he will never be able to move.

"Cold ......"

He didn't say those words after all, the corners of his eyes twitched, and the pupils in them gradually lost their luster, and they dimmed forever.

"Mo Nuan!"

When Hanyi saw this scene, his eyes were about to split. Mo Nuan is a new marquis of the Six Gates, the same as Li Mucheng. However, Mo Nuan's identity is known to few people.

That is, the apprentice of the cold clothes.

"Changwu, I'll kill you!"

At this moment, the anger in Hanyi's body suddenly exploded. His heart was beating wildly. The original depleted magic yuan power seemed to have been reborn, and it quickly poured into the meridians.

"I want you, for Mo Nuan's funeral!"

Wildly waving the seemingly endless magic yuan power in his hand, he struck towards Changwu. At this moment, his blue magic yuan power gradually condensed into a flying sword, the flying sword was simple and heavy, and the patterns on it were dense, but the special thing was that this ancient sword was not opened.

The battle between the two set off a stormy explosion. In the explosion, Chang Wujie retreated. The face that was still gloomy and sneering just now was as ruddy as a drop of blood.

"This is the time!"

Chang Wu silently transmitted, and the disciple of Kowloon City, who had been sitting cross-legged behind him, suddenly got up when he heard this. Almost in the blink of an eye, he came to Li Mucheng's face.

The hideous winter clothes did not see this scene. He only cared about Chang Wu in front of him and vowed to kill him. And although Yue Ge saw it, he was entangled dozens of meters away by the two Cave Void powerhouses in Kowloon City, and he couldn't come alone.

"Sheng Mu!"

Several exclamations came out of the mouths of several people at the same time. However, at this moment, the flying sword of the disciple of Kowloon City had been raised high by him.

During the distraction, Yuege was injured by a sneak attack and fell to the ground, losing the strength to act. The two Kowloon City disciples glanced at each other and quickly retreated.

Yue Ge looked helplessly at where Li Mucheng was sitting cross-legged, and closed her eyes weakly. It seemed that he couldn't bear to see the next scene.

"Haha, die!"

The disciple of Kowloon City let out a sharp scream, and the flying sword in his hand suddenly fell.

At this moment, no one expected that Li Mucheng would open his eyes.

"You can die. ”

A cold tone of disdain came faintly from Li Mucheng's mouth. And the disciple of Kowloon City who tried to kill Li Mucheng was also stunned at this moment. In the next second, his golden pill suddenly collapsed, turned into a blood arrow, and was pocketed by Li Mucheng.

"I want to see who is going to kill me?"