Gusu South Murong

The setting sun is like blood, a blood-red sunset, hanging obliquely above the sky in the distance, covering the bright roof with a layer of red gauze, faintly, there is a kind of blood color pervading...

The sound of the raging wind was blowing non-stop. On the top of the light, small black dots just appeared, and there were waves of ripples. Immediately, these small black dots gradually enlarged and turned into figures from afar. Come here in a hurry!

"Li Xian!" The oncoming gust of wind will blow the long ink-like hair of the leader. At this moment, if someone with keen sense approaches him, they will be horrified to notice it. The sense of oppression faintly pervading from this person!

After a long time, a group of people fell to the ground. One of them, a handsome middle-aged man in blue shirt with sharp fingertips, looked around in surprise, then turned his head to look at a young man in purple shirt among the crowd, and said: "Master, is this place?" The latter's familiar face is obviously Murong Fu's group who rushed from Shaoshi Mountain to Guangming Peak.

Looking at Lan Qing's suspicious eyes, Murong Fu explained lightly: "This is the mountainside of Guangmingding. The tunnel I took you through just now is the secret path of Mingjiao. Only in this way can we save time. Okay, hurry up, everyone. The situation at the helm is urgent!"

Murong Fu turned his head, looked at the top of the light, then waved his hand towards Lan Qing and the others, with his toes touching the ground, with the figures of the two women, it turned into a flash of light and shadow, and behind him, the sound of breaking wind Immediately afterwards, one after another figure followed closely behind him...

The main rudder of Guangmingding, a square in front of the main meeting hall, is completely paved with monolithic boulders, which looks simple and grand.But at this moment.The square is crowded with people.The two clearly separated people confronted each other, and the entire square was shrouded in a kind of heaviness.

Bang!

Ye Xing pulled Xi Feng's body and finally landed slowly. Xi Feng's entire arm was covered with blood, and he looked extremely embarrassed, but no one dared to laugh at this time.

The members of the Ming Cult stared blankly at Xi Feng in the distance who was covering his shoulders and dripping hot blood from his arms, for a moment.His scalp was a little numb, no one could have imagined that under the joint efforts of the three of them, not only was Li Xian not hurt by Xi Feng and others, but he was injured by Xi Feng in such a embarrassing way?

Could this be the strength of the Grandmaster Realm?

At this moment, Li Xian suddenly put the silver soft sword back into his sleeve, and struck the four sacred torches in his hand at each other, there was a clang sound, the sound was neither gold nor jade, very strange.Said: "This is the holy fire order of Mingjiao? I heard that seeing the holy fire order is like seeing the leader. Today, the holy fire order fell into my hands. I don't know if Jiao Luoquan has knowledge, will he die and not look at it?"

After a while, Li Xian sighed lightly, holding the holy fire order in his hand, but remembered the corner where he had fought against him several times. Thinking of this, his expression was a little complicated. Although he and Jiao Luo were sworn enemies, But now that Jiao Luo is dead, he can no longer find an opponent that he can face up to...

"pity…"

Seeing Xifeng Yexing and the others in such a situation, the three kings on the side also rushed to his side, looking at the stolen holy fire order, their expressions became fierce: "Give back my Mingjiao holy fire order!"

Li Xian put the four holy fire tokens in his clothes, laughed mockingly, and said jokingly: "Don't say snatching your Mingjiao holy fire tokens? Could it be that your Mingjiao can escape from my Li Xian today?" After finishing speaking, the silver white soft sword Appearing again, what Jian Feng pointed at was Ye Xing, who was the least injured of the three. This time, four of the Mingjiao's six holy fire orders had fallen into his hands, leaving only two holy fire orders in Ye Xing's hands. Will not let go!

Ye Xing's eyes wrinkled slightly as he looked at Li Xian who was rushing towards him, his internal energy surged out from his body, the holy fire in his hand made the red light shine brightly, and the flames in the middle were soaring, faintly about to jump out!

The aftermath of Li Xian's sword shadow and Ye Xing's holy fire order continuously exploded, and facing Li Xian's sharp sword light, Ye Xing also began to appear dangerous, if he hadn't relied on his calm grasp of the battle situation As well as the trickiness of the holy fire order, I am afraid that within a few swords, Li Xian will be stabbed and seriously injured, but even so, with the passing of several moves, the fighting situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for him.

It is conceivable that within a few swords, Ye Xing will follow in Xi Feng's footsteps!

"puff!"

Forced to fight Li Xian again with a sword, Ye Xing's tiger's mouth was already trembling, his shoulder rubbed against the edge of the sword, and he dodged Li Xian's attack dangerously.

"Nice reaction?"

Seeing Ye Xing's shoulders soaked in blood, Li Xian also let out a surprise, but he did not expect that Ye Xing would have such a keen reaction, and when his sword came, he could exchange the least injury for the greatest injury. advantage, but this only surprised him for a while. In the face of absolute strength, any skill is useless!

Although Ye Xing was a bit surprised by his sharp perception, the soft sword in his hand was really not slow, and suddenly stabbed out. The sharp sword glow left a faint arc in the void air, and the sharp tip of the sword seemed to penetrate air obstruction.

With a crisp sound of "ding", the tip of the sword pointed straight at the sacred fire order that Ye Xing swung, and in this situation, a successful smile crossed the corner of Li Xian's mouth, he stomped the ground with his feet, and spit out his inner strength violently , the soft sword flicked away the holy fire order with a bang.

Feeling the holy fire order in his hand coming out, Ye Xing's calm expression finally showed a trace of panic, the silver light flickered under his feet, and his figure hurriedly grabbed the holy fire order!

Just when Ye Xing was about to grasp the holy fire order, his eyes suddenly blurred, and Li Xianzhong's soft sword suddenly trembled violently, and a solid sword-shaped afterimage lay across his eyes. Ye Xing, who came down in a hurry and couldn't think about it, was naturally negligent After using Li Xian's method, he didn't expect that he would stop him with this weird sword technique. In shock, the sword shadow had already arrived at the door.

With a little confusion in his mind, he gently stretched out two fingers to clamp the sword shadow, and at this moment, a terrifying palm wind slapped Ye Xing's chest fiercely. This palm attack, unexpectedly It was the harsh sonic boom that was caused by the speed.

With the low and muffled sound, Ye Xing's figure also flew upside down in an extremely embarrassing situation, with the soles of his feet on the ground for dozens of steps, he barely stabilized his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, I tried my best…"

After Li Xian knocked Ye Xing into the air, he didn't bother to pay attention to the few people. Looking at a swirling holy torch in mid-air, he just wanted to reach out to grab it, when a sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly resounded in the sky. Immediately, a black shadow suddenly swept across the space and headed towards Li Xian.

Li Xian didn't care much about this change. With a flick of his fingers, a ray of internal force went towards the black shadow like lightning. When the two touched, there was a muffled sound, and a gust of wind spread away. If it came out, the black shadow was deflected by it.

At that moment, with a movement of his body, he clenched his palms again, and the two sacred fire tokens finally fell into his hands. However, just as he exerted force, his complexion suddenly changed, because at this moment, a long and slender hand was also tightly grasped. Hold the other end of the torch order!

"My Mingjiao's things are not so easy to get!"

Hearing this slightly familiar sneer, Li Xian raised his eyes quickly, and saw someone, but his pupils shrank slightly: "Is it you?"

Hearing the indifferent sound that resounded through the sky, countless eyes on the square instantly moved upwards, and immediately saw a large number of figures coming from the other side of the square, and finally settled on Xifeng and Ye next to the row.

The members of the Ming Cult looked at the vaguely familiar figures in front of them, and stood up abruptly in the next moment. Unbelievable and indescribable ecstasy poured out from that ashen face: "Welcome the leader's return!"

That's right, the person in front of him is Murong Fu who came all the way!

With the appearance of Murong Fu, there was a sudden howling sound in the huge Mingjiao square, and countless figures flashed, including Lan Qing, one of the four kings of Mingjiao, and the heaven and earth under the command of the protectors. The four sects of Feng, Feng and Lei all came here!

The arrival of the crowd seemed abrupt, but there is no doubt that the situation in the arena quietly changed in an instant... (to be continued...)