Su Han has been gathering momentum for a long time, and once it erupts, it is like an arrow that frightens the white horse, and suddenly it has crossed a distance of dozens of zhang, and at the same time, the red sword in his hand, like a dragon, is as fast as lightning, shooting towards the old locust tree!

The monk sitting behind the old locust tree, worthy of being a master of the seventh layer of qi refining, suddenly slapped the ground and rose up, soaring into the air, and at the same time the sword on his back was unsheathed, and the cold light soared. Compared to Su Han's sword, it was like a firefly relative to the moon!

This seventh-layer master, whether it is reaction, speed or judgment, can be described as impeccable, he has already judged that the other party is just a monk above and below the third layer when the enemy appears, such a monk, the imperial weapon skills have just started, and the flying sword is straightforward, difficult to change. Therefore, as long as he jumps up, he can first fight for a glimmer of life for himself, and this glimmer of vitality can already be decided!

The seventh-layer master who had taken off in the air couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth as he watched the sword shoot straight towards the position where he was originally sitting cross-legged.

However, in the next second, the smile of the seventh-layer master stiffened on his face, because he saw the red sword light, and suddenly turned in a direction and came towards him again.

At this moment, the distance between the flying sword and the seventh-layer master was only two feet, and the speed of the flying sword was as fast as lightning, and the seventh-layer master didn't have time to react at all, so he was pierced by the flying sword that turned sharply!

"Sting!—"

As this seventh-layer master exploded into a cloud of blood mist, Zhang Zhong and the others, who had already been untied, all rushed up at this time and rushed towards the nearby Black Demon Sect disciples!

"Enemy attack!"

A disciple of the Black Evil Sect exclaimed in surprise, and Zhang Zhong strangled his neck from behind, and the other two outer disciples rushed up, pulled out the flying sword on his body, and cut off the head of this Black Evil Sect disciple.

"Whoosh!"

The disciples of the Black Demon Sect were not slow to react, and several of them reacted, sacrificed their flying swords, and strangled towards the outer disciples of the Diancang Sect who stood up.

The disciples of the Diancang Sect did not have flying swords, so they could only use the most primitive slashing methods to fight the enemy, and often the death or injury of four or five disciples could be exchanged for the life of a disciple of the Black Evil Sect.

"The enemy only has a flying sword, everyone first distance, and then fight the enemy!"

A fifth-level Qi refining Black Evil Sect monk flexibly controlled the flying sword and strangled the Diancang disciples who were close to him into minced meat. At this time, he discovered the shortcomings of his opponent and immediately shouted loudly.

But his shout attracted the opponent's only flying sword, and the red sword roared towards this fifth-level Qi refining monk!

For the red flying sword that killed his own leader, this fifth-layer Black Demon Sect monk did not dare to slack off at all, and the sword turned to face the red flying sword, and at the same time, he also understood that as long as this flying sword was solved, the remaining twenty or so Cangmen people would not pose a threat at all!

However, the fifth-tier cultivator who had not seen clearly how the leader of Fang Cai's own side had died, had obviously underestimated the strength of his opponent. The first time he faced the red flying sword, when he was skillfully dodged by the other party, he thought it was an accident. It wasn't until the second interception of the flying sword failed that he realized that something was wrong, but unfortunately at this time he had already lost the third chance, and the red sword deftly turned around his neck, and the great head of the fifth-layer monk fell on the ground!

The red flying sword slashed two enemies in a row, and the light dimmed by a full fifty percent, but Su Han gritted his teeth to support it, and still held the spirit stone in his hand, trying his best to maintain the operation of the flying sword. Fortunately, he is now a monk at the third level of qi refining, and compared to the second layer of qi refining, the ability to control the flying sword is far superior in terms of durability and stability.

Another disciple of the Black Evil Sect successfully distanced himself from the Diancang Sect, and for a while, he beheaded three outer disciples in a row. Zhang Zhong shouted, "Su Han!"

Su Han's sword turned and he greeted the disciple of the Black Demon Sect. The latter clearly saw how the two previous colleagues died, and in frustration, he no longer cared about defending the others, and the flying sword greeted Su Han together. Seeing that he was empty, Zhang Zhong and the others immediately pounced and chopped the monk into minced meat. ...,