Qian Men Xie Shao

Therefore, Wen Xiao ignored the sharp blades stabbed by those Demon Sect members, but directly rushed to the Pisces messenger, who was shocked, and once again stabbed Wen Xiao's chest with a knife, but this time he miscalculated .

He originally thought that Wen Xiao would evade or resist, but Wen Xiao turned a blind eye to the knife, and instead submerged the weapon in his hand between the eyebrows of the Pisces envoy...

"Tch, pfft..." The weapons of the two sank into each other's bodies almost at the same time, and then they both fell down.

"Wen Xiao..."

"Brother..." Nangong Xue and Zhan Yu exclaimed at the same time. Wen Xiao's heart was pierced, but they felt as if it was piercing their own heart...

There was a smile on his face until he died, because he had completed the task assigned by Xiao Yuchen, but he couldn't continue to accompany the brothers...

"Kill..." Nangong Xue and Zhan Yu went completely mad, but not only did they have to face two masters whose strength was not inferior to theirs, they even had to face the sneak attack of several members of the Demon Sect. It keeps increasing, and the situation is quite bad.

"Hey..." At this moment, a blood-red sword light flashed by, and the heads of the two Demon Sect members shot up into the sky. It was a blood-red katana sword, but only half of the blade could be seen, and The person holding the knife is hidden in the void and cannot be captured.

Immediately, the Scorpio envoy felt a dangerous aura approaching him, he was startled, and hurriedly dodged aside, but he was still a step too slow, and a deep bone wound was cut on his back.

At this time, the person holding the blood-red samurai sword finally appeared from the darkness. It was a beautiful woman with flowing long hair. He has cultivated to the point of perfection.

Although the Scorpion Envoy dodged the blow, he didn't notice that Nangong Xue had come in front of him, his grasp was shining with a dark blue vigor, and he grabbed the Scorpio Envoy's chest directly, "Pfft... "The expression of the Scorpio envoy froze instantly.

Because Nangong Xue had already held his heart in his hand, Nangong Xue could even feel how shocked and horrified he was at this moment from the frequency of the beating heart. He didn't give the other party a chance to breathe, and shouted, "Go to hell!" Bar……"

"Pfft..." That was the sound of a heart bursting.The Scorpio envoy slowly fell to the ground with unwillingness and pain.

At this time, with Muto Xingxiang's help, the situation suddenly eased a lot. Muto Xingxiang and Zhan Yu fought against the shooter messenger and several demon elites. Zhan Yu was extremely powerful. Although the injury was serious, Muto Xingxiang was A new force, and that ninjutsu can be called weird and unpredictable. After a few rounds, several members of the Demon Sect have been killed and injured.

At this time, Nangong Xue also rushed over. With the joint efforts of the three of them, the shooter envoy was beheaded after only persisting for less than twenty rounds...

If Muteng Xingxiang hadn't arrived at the last moment, even Nangong Xue and Zhan Yu would have bloodshed even if they were stronger. Nangong Xue came to Wen Xiao and hugged his body with his own hands. At some point, the corners of his eyes bleed tears of blood...

In Nancheng, Zi Lang was incomparably heroic and severely injured Leng Jian, but the opponent was still struggling to support him. After all, the strength gap between the two sides was not that big, and it was impossible to take him down in a short time.

The wolf-toothed scimitar in Zi Lang's hand glowed coldly, forming a piece of knife to cover the cold sword. The long sword in Leng Jian's hand was too busy to deal with it. Although he tried his best to dissolve most of the sword light, it still left several wounds .

"Even if I die today, I will let you be buried with me!" Leng Jian said coldly, not only people from the Longmen will work hard, but the Demon Gate also has no shortage of such passionate people.

"That depends on whether you have the ability!" After Zi Lang finished speaking, he attacked again, and in the blink of an eye, he slashed seven times in a row. It's the superposition of the previous few knives, whether it's strength or speed, the more terrifying it gets to the back.

"When..." When the fifth knife was cut out, although Leng Jian blocked the knife, he was shocked back again and again, and his arms were numb. When the sixth knife was cut out, Leng Jian was directly shaken. He coughed up blood and couldn't stand upright.

Just when Zi Lang was about to slash the ultimate knife, Leng Jian also let out a roar. He was going to do his best, knowing that he couldn't block the knife, so he simply stopped resisting, but adopted the method of dying together, wanting to fight Drop Zilang.

However, Zi Lang's saber did not slash out, but turned into a slash, quickly slashing towards Leng Jian's throat, Leng Jian also turned a deaf ear to this, and the long sword in his hand pierced Zi Lang's heart.

"Hoo..." The wolf tooth scimitar flew out of his hand, almost flying past Leng Jian's throat, but failed to cut through his throat, and Zi Lang's palms quickly clamped the opponent's long sword... …

"Chi..." But the strength of Leng Jian's sword is so powerful, Zi Lang only dissipated part of the strength, and finally the sword edge had to sink into his shoulder, splashing a flower of blood.

At this moment, the spiked scimitar that flew out drew an arc in the air, and turned back like a boomerang. Leng Jian was about to pull out the long sword with force again, but at this moment he felt His body flew up.

No, to be precise, the head flew up, and a blue cold light flashed, and the head shot straight up into the sky. He didn't understand how he died until he died.

Zilang stretched out his right hand, took the Spike Saber in his hand, and then looked at the battle between Fan Yi and Kuang Dao not far away. The Qinglong Yanyue Saber became more and more skillful in Fan Yi's hands, forcing Kuang Dao to fight again and again. Stepping back, his jaws had already been shattered, and his arms were trembling unknowingly.

"Chop..." Fan Yi roared, slashed his knife obliquely and came out of the mine. He was shocked, and quickly put the ghost-headed sword on his chest. The Qinglong Yanyue knife was powerful and extremely sharp. Even the ghost-headed sword in his hand was cut off.

Kuang Dao spurted blood, his arms were already twisted, but he rallied the last bit of strength and shot half of the blade in his hand towards Fan Yi, and Fan Yi didn't want to let go of this chance of lore, so he swung Yan Yue Dao to chop down from the sky .

And Zi Lang also made a move at this time, and the spiked scimitar in his hand flew out again, just blocking the flying half-cut knife.

"Pfft..." Crazy Dao's body was split open in the middle by this knife, and the two halves of the body fell to the ground, with colorful viscera and bright red blood all over the ground, and Fan Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fighting with Crazy Saber for thousands of rounds, he also suffered a lot of injuries, the most important thing was physical exhaustion, this was the most difficult battle in his life.

On the other side, the battle between Wei Hu and the Lion Messenger also reached its climax, the Lion Messenger spurted blood, and his body flew horizontally, and Wei Hu was also uncomfortable, one leg was broken by the opponent, and a large piece of his chest was also broken. Apparently the sternum had been fractured.

Seeing Zi Lang and Fan Yi coming up, the Lion Messenger, who was already at a disadvantage, showed a look of despair on his face. The three masters teamed up to deal with him, and he didn't even have a chance to go all out...

"Kill..." Dragon Soul is worthy of being the trump card that grew up with Xiao Yuchen, each of them was extremely brave, and the triangular army thorn in his hand passed through the enemy's body like the scythe of death.

However, no one can escape in such a scuffle. Everyone is injured, and many members have already fallen. This is probably the most serious loss since the establishment of Dragon Soul.

Just when the battles of all parties have gradually come to an end, the battle between Chu Tianjiao and Aolong is also coming to an end. Although Satan of the Holy See and another master of the control realm have stepped into the control realm for many years, after all, they are already old. If you can't break through, it will be difficult to play at the peak level.

There were no weapons in the battle between them, it was completely hand-to-hand duel, with several fists and kicks, the intensity was no less than that of a weapon contest, and there were bloodstains on the corners of their mouths.

And after this battle, whether it is Satan or the other master who controls the realm, they are extremely frightened. Although they are a small realm higher than the other party, it is difficult for them to compete with these two in terms of strength, speed or other aspects. Young people compete.

Although they also caused a lot of damage to each other, in comparison, their own injuries were much more severe. In the blink of an eye, more than 100 rounds passed, and the two fell to the ground, unable to fight anymore.

"Fight it..." Satan and his companion looked at each other with determination on their faces, and then rushed towards Chu Tianjiao and Aolong fearlessly.

But not long after, the two of them fell to the ground, and after falling down this time, there was no more movement, and Chu Tianjiao and Aolong also spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, how could the master of the realm control the world with a desperate blow? It's so easy to deal with.

In the middle of the square, the battle between Xiao Yuchen and Long Jiu became more and more fierce. The two were evenly matched, and a real battle between dragons and tigers was staged. The punching made Xiao Yuchen cough up blood.

At this time, Xiao Yuchen used the flying knife to regain the disadvantage again, and left two blood holes on Long Jiu's body. , all advantages are gone.

Whether it's swords, fists, or other comprehensive combat strength, the two are equally matched, and it is precisely because of this that the fighting spirit of both sides is stimulated to the highest level. They are both truly strong, and there is no one in a million.

Although Long Jiu's reputation was not obvious before, Xiao Yuchen never dared to underestimate this person. From the very beginning, Xiao Yuchen had already seen that he was very strong, very strong...

"Whatever tricks you have, use them! Otherwise, there will be no chance!" Long Jiu said with a cold snort.

"Really? Not only are you going to shed blood here today, even the entire Demon Sect will be uprooted!" Xiao Yuchen responded calmly.

"Perhaps the stronghold of the Demon Sect has been almost wiped out from outside now, right? But it doesn't matter? As long as I kill you, there will be no one in China who can stop me!" Long Jiu continued with a sneer.

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