Battle, Battle, Battle! Song Si, the masters of the Longmen faction and the man in black fought from night to dawn.

Four of the Seven Dao people of the Longmen Sect have fallen, and the black-clothed people, including Jingming Zhenren, still have six people, and their shape is worrying.

At this moment, Liang Xingyang and Jingming Zhenren were fighting fiercely, and the Longmen Sect Ruochen Ying and a black-clothed man were fighting evenly with each other, and the Longmen Sect Jian Guixin was sitting on the side at the moment because of the heavy injury, looking at the battlefield weakly. Luckily, none of the men in black came to mend the knife.

Since the leader of the men in black and Jing Ming Zhenren were not allowed to interfere, the three men in black stood on one side with their swords in hand, looking at the battlefield and not moving their hands.

A sword broke through the air, the leader of the man in black lightly blocked Song Si's sword move, slapped it with a palm of his left hand, Song Si slapped it with a palm, and with the help of his strength, he retreated three feet away, gathered his energy, and the powerful sword momentum swept out, directly enveloping the leader of the man in black.

Bad!

The leader of the men in black felt that his body technique slowed down in an instant, and immediately stood in place, full of Nei Yuan, ready to use a special move to deal with Song Si's killing move.

"Four elephants reincarnated!" The long sword in Song Si's hand stabbed out towards the leader of the black-clothed man, and suddenly a powerful sword qi flew out. The leader of the man in black was not surprised, and directly started with his trick: "Ziyang Tianque!"

With a sword, he struck up a thousand waves of sand, and the sword qi knocked Song Si back six steps, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. At the same time, the leader of the men in black also took six steps back, and the blood from the tiger's mouth fell from the sword blade.

Song Si raised his sword again, pouring the true yuan of his whole body into the sword body, and the huge sword momentum pushed out the surrounding sand and dust, and the black and white two Yi diagrams appeared at Song Si's feet, slowly rotating. Looking from afar, I saw the purple qi in the sand and dust rolling, and an amazing sword qi slashed down in an instant!

"Liangyi Transformation!"

Seeing this kind of might, the leader of the man in black took a step forward, condensed his sword point, gathered his sword yuan, and gathered his purple sword yuan in the long sword, and the powerful sword power actually broke through Song Si's sword power suppression in an instant.

"Ziyang Wuji!"

The two sword qi met, causing an astonishing explosion, and the purple sword qi shot out quickly, blasting out a bunker of sand in the desert like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and the dust and sand rolled, covering the vision of the hundred zhang sand, and the two strongest sword qi knocked the two people who fought the spot.

The three black-clothed men who were watching the battle not far away saw the sword qi shooting, drew their swords to resist, and were also knocked away in an instant, but fortunately, they stood far away while watching the battle, and they were not seriously injured.

"Poof!"

Song Si spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, and the long sword was inserted into the sand, stopping his figure. He felt that his internal breath was extremely chaotic at this moment, his internal organs were shaking, and there was a subtle purple yang sword qi in his body scurrying around, constantly deepening the injuries in his body.

No longer hesitated, and immediately lifted some of the inner elements, temporarily suppressing these frenzied sword qi, so that they would not continue to destroy. This allows him to temporarily maintain his fighting condition and not be severely affected by serious injuries.

The man in black also kept himself standing with his sword thrust into the sand, but the sound of heavy breathing revealed the result of his heavy blows.

The two looked at each other like this, staring at each other tightly, and their spirits did not relax at all.

The three black-clothed men who were watching the battle wanted to intervene in the battle, but when they got a little closer to the two, they felt an irresistible sword momentum, which made them dare not make the slightest move.

At this time, the sword momentum of Song Si and the leader of the man in black had already climbed to the peak, if a warrior with poor cultivation strayed into the battlefield, it was estimated that he would be directly crushed to death by the terrifying sword momentum without two people.

No one made a move, Song Si was recovering his strength, and the leader of the man in black was also recovering his strength, just waiting for enough True Yuan to gather, it was the moment when the next sword duel appeared!

The wind is bleak, the sand is flying, and the sun in the desert is slowly rising, but it can't dispel the cold of late autumn.

Just as the leader of the men in black was about to take the lead, the sound of fighting came from far and near. I saw that on the sand dunes in the distance, the great monk Chengzhi took the Qi Mei stick in his hand and chased and killed the two of them, and then rolled down from the top of the sand mountain, dodging the crossbow arrows of the sneak attack.

The two knife-wielding masters slaughtered down like eagles fighting rabbits, and Chengzhi, who just wanted to stand up and run, immediately fell down again, rolling and crawling to the ground to avoid the killing move.

"Buddha, come and save the poor monks, I can't stand it!" Cheng Zhi ran while rolling, and after he had the opportunity to stand up, he even cried and shouted a few words from his father. This stimulates the ferocity and hope of the pursuers, and I always feel that I can kill this damn fat monk in the next second, win the "Wordless True Formula", practice magic skills, defeat all the masters in the world, achieve the first in the world, become the master of the martial arts alliance, and embark on the road of mythology in the rivers and lakes, think about it and a little excited.

However, after chasing and killing this cheating monk in the cold wind for several miles, he still failed to kill him, so that the masters had nowhere to vent their anger, which was really hateful.

Although the enraged masters made ruthless moves and deadly moves, they also lost their calm judgment, which allowed Chengzhi to frequently find empty doors and repeatedly break through in the siege and interception.

Just when Cheng Zhi had no way to get out, he felt the powerful sword intent in the distance, so he desperately ran over to this side, intending to lead the water east and find a way out for himself.

Crying dad and calling mother, when he crawled close to Song Si's ten zhang land, Chengzhi snorted, silently lifted Neiyuan, and ran over the edge of the sword momentum. When he passed the leader of the men in black, Chengzhi's body trembled slightly, and he snorted again, and rushed over with the injuries in his body.

For Chengzhi's way of escaping, which is rolling, afraid and almost falling, the masters of chasing and killing have long been accustomed to and familiar with it, and they don't think it's fraudulent at all.

As for the two swordsmen in front of them, they didn't dare to provoke them, after all, the white-haired Taoist Song Si's power had already been seen in the Dragon Gate Inn, and the black-clothed man in front of him could confront the white-haired Taoist, he must not be a simple person, and he must not be provoked. So they decided to go straight to Chengyuki's route and continue the pursuit.

Entering the sword momentum of two swordsmen whose cultivation is unfathomable, you can figure it out, hehe, the great monk, I ran first. Cheng Zhi covered his mouth with a yellow monk's robe, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then used light skills to quickly rush away into the distance.

Cheng Zhi suddenly accelerated, making the faces of the chasing masters change, this hateful monk still has hidden strength, damn! While everyone scolded in their hearts, they immediately accelerated their pace to chase and kill!

A beginner master actually wanted to pass directly away from the place where Song Si was three feet away, and he only accelerated without precautions, and his color suddenly changed after entering the sword momentum, and he didn't have time to defend or stop, and he was torn to pieces by the agitated sword intent.

Golden opportunity!

Seeing that Song Si's sword momentum was affected, the leader of the black-clothed man immediately gathered all the sword intent of Nei Yuan in the long sword, and his body and sword were united, raising a hundred zhang of sand and dust, and quickly stabbed at Song Si, leaving only an afterimage of him in place, which did not dissipate for a few seconds.

This move is the purple sun return to the true of the sword move of the Supreme Town of the Quanzhen Southern Sect!

At the same moment, Song Si took a step back with the sword, and the Yin and Yang Diagram under his feet reappeared, and the purple qi in the sky fell, condensing on the sword body, and a sword fell, shaking through the Eight Desolations!

"Purple Qi comes from the east, and the Eight Desolations return to the Yuan!"

The two great moves met, and the vast sword qi was across the land, and Song Si, who had almost exhausted the inner yuan of his body, was unable to resist the aftermath of Ziyang's return to the truth, and was knocked away more than sixty zhang, and blood spilled into the sky.

After landing, Song Si staggered back a hundred steps, stood one foot straight into the sand with both feet, and then stopped. Suddenly, the sword qi in his body exploded, blood splattered out from his body, and several sand pits were knocked out by the sword qi that left his body.

At the same time, the man in black was shattered in black in the flying, revealing his Dao bone fairy style, wearing a purple and gold crown, wearing a gilded Taoist robe, and a gold silk belt around his waist.

Even more unlucky were the masters who chased and killed the great monks, more than thirty people were killed on the spot in the aftermath of the terrifying sword qi, and sixteen of them were killed, and the rest were either superb in cultivation or had the foresight to leave the battlefield early.

Those who survived were afraid that if they had been closer to the middle of the battlefield, they would not have been so badly wounded.

"It's you, Zhang Xujing!" Liang Xingyang didn't know when he stopped fighting with Jingming Zhenren, and said angrily when he came to the battlefield.

Zhang Xujing spat out a mouthful of blood again, looked at Song Si, and wanted to say something.

Suddenly, an exclamation came, but it was the great monk Chengzhi who went and returned, rolling and crawling, and his image was a hundred times more wolf than he had just escaped.

"It's a long life! The hairless black dog of Dongchang is here!"

The sound of horses' hooves came from behind the great monk Chengzhi, which seemed to make the entire desert tremble. Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw the dust rolling on the sand mountain in the distance, and suddenly a black flag appeared from it, followed by hundreds of black flags, it was a team of black-clothed Dongchang factory guards who were hurrying towards here, towards the Longmen Inn!

"The governor is out on patrol, arresting the rebellious, the world is peaceful, Chitose Chitose!"

"It's the black dog of Dongchang! Let's go!" A group of seriously injured Jianghu masters immediately scattered and fled.

"Order, go!" Jingming Zhenren flew to Zhang Xujing's side, and ran directly, and the four black-clothed men followed closely behind, escorting Zhang Xujing to leave quickly!

Ruochen Ying and Liang Xingyang converged and wanted to leave with the sword of the junior brother, but who knew that the sword returned to the heart and pierced his chest, and shouted with his last strength: "You go! Don't worry about me! Return to the sect for me!"

It's not that he doesn't want to leave alive, it's that he was severely injured by his opponent and abolished his martial arts just now, so in order not to affect the hearts of the two senior brothers, he pretended to meditate and breathe. Now, in the face of the wolf-like Dongchang fangs, he is unwilling to drag down the pace of everyone's escape.

Liang Xingyang's eyes were filled with tears, he put down his sword and returned to his heart, wanting to help Song Si, but saw a white shadow suddenly appear, taking the badly injured Song Si away.

Smelling a faint fragrance of white lotus, Song Si's heart warmed inexplicably, and he fainted on the fragrant shoulder with a smile.

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