Huaxi wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but she had to help.

He sighed lightly and drew his long sword, blocking Ruan Wucheng's way.

"When"

"Bang"

"Sonorous"

After Ruan Wucheng turned into a corpse, his body was stronger than steel, and it seemed that he was no longer flesh and blood, and when his arm collided with the long sword in Hua Xi's hand, it made a sound like a metal clash of metal.

The black ground corpse qi was surging, and with Huaxi's eyesight, he couldn't detect Li Ruan Wucheng in the black mist. Only a pair of blood-red eyes could be seen through the black mist. He looked at him coldly.

This kind of scene is very evil, and Hua Xi has not felt any life fluctuations on the other party. It was as if it were just a cold corpse. A corpse from hell!

"Dangdangdang......"

The sound of the sky-shattering sword continued, Ruan Wucheng's cold arm kept hitting the side of the long sword, and the speed of him and Huaxi was already extremely fast at this moment, only to see a hazy black mist and a slender figure constantly changing directions, leaving a string of afterimages.

Humanoid zombies.

Jiang Ming took advantage of the gap in the battle with Xiao Ran and glanced in the direction of Huaxi and Ruan Wucheng. He couldn't help but have a terrifying thought in his heart, the zombie in the legend was actually very likely to be a disciple of the corpse chasing sect who had used his body to transform into a corpse, because Ruan Wucheng was exactly the same as the zombie he imagined at the moment.

In such a state, Huaxi was still able to confront Ruan Wucheng head-on, and even faintly gained the upper hand.

The strength can be seen.

Only then did he realize that he seemed to have used too much force.

Xiao Ran's strength is far from his opponent, Ruan Wucheng and Huaxi are comparable, and if he continues to fight like this, he will really help the Qingcheng faction to wipe out all the disciples of the Demon Sect.

Jiang Ming hurriedly put away the short knife and fought with Xiao Ran completely with his strange body technique.

For a while, neither of the two could help the other.

And on Huaxi's side, in several confrontations with Ruan Wucheng, he found that the other party's body temperature was unexpectedly low, and he couldn't feel the flow of blood at all, which was the characteristic of a corpse at all.

It was a close battle.

Huaxi doesn't care if he is a human or a corpse, he is only a powerful opponent in the same generation, and at this moment, he is not disturbed by the strength of the enemy, but is becoming more and more warlike.

Songfeng swordsmanship, such as the strength of pine, such as the speed of the wind. Every move and every style has the sound of wind and thunder, and the vitality of heaven and earth seems to be mighty because of him!

Thousands of small crystallized sword qi were no more than three inches long, and all of them stabbed Ruan Wucheng in front of him.

Two rays of light shot out of Huaxi's eyes. This time he really saw clearly, although Ruan Wucheng's movements were lightning fast, the joints and other parts seemed to be very uncoordinated. It's really stiff like a zombie.

In this situation, although the Songfeng Sword Technique was subtle and surprising, it could not cause any damage to Ruan Wucheng at all.

If those old bald donkeys from Shaolin Temple were there, maybe there would be another way.

At this time, he could only hope that Jiang Ming's side would end the battle quickly, and then come over to help.

Thinking like this, it is also a helpless move. The current situation is very passive, the real battlefield is actually him and Ruan Wucheng and Jiang Ming and Xiao Ran here, as long as the victory is decided here, the rest will naturally be broken.

........

Jiang Ming didn't know that he had already had high hopes.

The left waved his hand to tease Xiao Ran, and the right raised his leg to taunt Xiao Ran.

It's not pleasant.

They didn't plan to fight a quick battle at all, and they didn't care about the lives of their Qingcheng Sect disciples.

The disciples of the Demon Sect are more than several times that of the Qingcheng faction, the main masters Jiang Ming and Hua Xi are all dragged down, and the rest of the Demon Sect disciples are rushing up, basically three or four against one, and they don't talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes at all.

This is a battlefield, not child's play.

Soon, only a few of Wei Pujia's high-strength disciples were killed on the Qingcheng faction's side, and they were still struggling to support themselves.

The cold blade slashed mercilessly, blood splattered, and a severed arm rose into the sky, and the blood stained the sky red.

"Senior Brother Jiang"

Wei Pujia quickly fell backwards, her hand caressing the broken arm and moaning in pain, blood gurgling, and her face was already distorted by the pain.

Opposite her, there were three Demon Sect disciples who were on par with her cultivation, with sneers on the corners of their mouths, looking at her like dead people.

Several other disciples were even worse, in addition to a few Demon Sect disciples, there were also many corpses that were manipulated by the disciples of the Corpse Chasing Sect to join the battle.

"Poof. ”

The head of a disciple was directly torn off by the unconscious corpse.

'Whisk'

The other disciple was physically exhausted, and the besieged Demon Sect disciple directly split it in half with a big knife.

.........

Blood stained the entire street.

The pungent fishy smell is disgusting.

Wei Pujia's expression was suddenly, the only ones standing in the Qingcheng faction were her and Senior Brother Huaxi. The other brothers and sisters have all been killed.

"Senior Brother Jiang, save me. ”

Looking at the domineering figure that opened and closed, Wei Pujia couldn't help but burst into tears.

God's destined marriage has just begun, is it about to separate?

She didn't want to.

Jiang Ming also heard her shout, and originally planned to ignore it. But there was a movement in his heart, and not far away, there were many faint breaths approaching.

"If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life. ”

A very unconventional 13 voice rang out in the ethereal night sky.

Immediately afterwards, there was another Buddha name, "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." The vast Buddha sound rolls and resounds, like the evening drum and morning bell, which makes people listen to the Lingtai and be clear.

"It's someone from another sect who is coming. ”

Jiang Ming's mind turned sharply, and he hurriedly shouted to Wei Pujia: "Senior Sister Wei, I'm here to save you." ”

The short knife slipped down, and the backhand swept back, and the brilliant knife was like a star falling to the earth, turning into a dazzling divine light, and slashing Xiao Ran's neck obliquely.

Although Xiao Ran was shocked in his heart, he still keenly felt the strength of this knife, and his body moved out two zhang away to avoid its edge, and then shouted at the disciples of the Demon Sect: "Retreat." ”

"Demon. ”

Jiang Ming smiled secretly in his heart, but his mouth was righteous and shouting the slogan of swearing to kill the Demon Sect.

He moved as fast as a ghost.

"Poof"

Blood splattered, and Jiang Ming directly cut a Blood Refining Hall disciple in front of Wei Pujia in front of him with a single sword.

"Impossible!" the Blood Refining Hall disciple let out a last terrible scream of despair, and with reluctance and disbelief, the light in his eyes gradually faded.

"Poof"

The blood light splashed again, and Jiang Ming swung his knife and slashed down, splitting the two remnants into four petals!

"Senior Sister Wei, I'........... It's late. ”

He hugged Wei Pujia into his arms, and his tender and sweet eyes seemed to be able to melt water.

"No matter when and where, Pu Jia is willing to wait for you........." Wei Pu also looked at Jiang Ming affectionately.

"Your hands?" Jiang Ming's eyes were full of pity.

"As long as Senior Brother Jiang is here, even if Pu Jia dies, it's nothing......."

..........

Ahem.

A soft cough interrupted the two of them.