Beauty's personal servant

This army is called "sword"!

The Dragon Group maintains the stability of the country and the coordination of various forces within China. However, the team called "sharp sword" is a sharp blade of the country. His existence is to kill anyone who dares to provoke China's cultivation strength.

The dragon group is composed of practitioners. The "sword" is composed of powers.

Under the leadership of a white bearded old man, these people really like a sharp sword, fiercely pierced into the rear of the Tianmen friar, and their powers flashed and stirred the wind and rain.

"Sleeping trough, am I right? Isn't that my father?" Su Fei, who was in the fight, suddenly shook and looked at a powerful figure in the "sword" camp. He couldn't believe it and said, "when was my father so powerful?"

It seemed that Su Ba felt his son's shock. Su Ba turned back and smiled at Su Fei, and then flashed out a fist surrounded by lightning, beating a Tianmen friar close to him numb and trembling.

"Damn it, the Chinese leaders made a statement at this time." Ouyang Feng looked ferocious and his face was full of unexpected look.

"Elder Ouyang, what should I do now?" Beside him, a middle-aged monk with a gloomy face asked slowly. This man is also the elder of Tianmen, named ban yuan, who participated in this battle with Ouyang Feng.

"It's just a small 'sharp sword' and can't turn over a lot of storms“ Ouyang bee said coldly, "any battle depends on the strong one."

As he spoke, his body moved and rushed to the battlefield first. The powerful pressure in the later stage of Mahayana shrouded, which made many members of the dragon group tremble in their hearts.

Seeing that Ouyang bee took the initiative to attack, those strong men in Tianmen also shot one after another and rushed everywhere in the battlefield.

Their joining immediately aroused the vigilance of the strong of the dragon group.

Soldiers to soldiers, generals to generals, and the strong men of the dragon group consciously gave up killing the people of Tianmen and fought fiercely with the strong men of Tianmen.

However, the dragon group has no advantage in the overall quality of the strong.

At this moment, Gu Yun stood in front of Ouyang bee, looking solemn. The most powerful person in the dragon group, he stopped Ouyang bee without hesitation.

"Gu Yun, you and I have worked together for thousands of years. I really didn't expect that we would fight for life and death." Ouyang Feng looked at the lonely cloud mockingly, his eyes full of ferocity.

"As long as I'm in the dragon group, I won't let you succeed." The solitary cloud is concise and comprehensive, and its momentum is like a mountain.

"Really? You think your dragon team still has a chance? See for yourself? " Then Ouyang bee glanced and motioned to Gu Yun to look at one side.

Gu Yun frowned, but he still looked in the direction pointed by Ouyang Feng. This look made his eyebrows frown deeper.

In Tianmen, except Ouyang bee, there are three later Mahayana. These mahayanas were stopped by the leader of "sword" in the later stage, and no one could stop the other two at all. In such a short time, more than a hundred dragon friars died in their hands. If they are allowed to kill like this, I'm afraid the dragon team will soon be exhausted.

"How's it going? Gu Yun, I can tell you that these experts are all from the sect leader's own sect, in order to completely wipe out you and iron core traitors! " Ouyang Feng said with a cruel smile, "it's a pity that the iron core went on its own, which saved me some trouble. After killing the dragon group, the army of Tianmen will kill all the iron men and horses! "

Gu Yun was silent. The current situation was indeed beyond his imagination. He never thought that Tianmen would send so many Mahayana to deal with a dragon group. You know, before he left Tianmen, there were only eight strong people in the late Mahayana of Tianmen.

"Why, are you afraid?" Ouyang Feng said with an evil smile, "it's useless to be afraid. The sect leader has issued a must kill order to you. Kill you first. The next one is iron core, ha ha ha!"

"Don't bother! If you want to kill my iron core, kill it today! " Just then, a powerful voice came, but another team of monks rushed in the distance. It was the iron core who went out independently more than two months ago.

"Iron core, you still have the courage to appear!" Ouyang Feng's eyebrows shook and said unexpectedly.

"My brother Gu Yun is in trouble. How can my iron heart be alone?" Iron heart said faintly, and in an instant stopped the killing of a powerful man in the later stage of Mahayana.

"Well, in that case, I will help you!" Ouyang Feng stopped talking and just tried his best to fight with Gu Yun. Because they tore their faces, both sides kept killing moves. Just the aftermath of the battle, many disciples on both sides who couldn't dodge were seriously injured.

On the other hand, the iron core just arrived was also in full swing. His strength and opponent are also between Bozhong and Bozhong. For a while, he can't help each other.

Surprisingly, it was the leader of the "sword". This man is a power, bathed in fire, and looks up to the sky like a god of fire. His chosen opponent is ban yuan, who spoke to ouyangfeng before.

Ban yuan's strength is extremely strong, which is no weaker than ouyangfeng. However, such a person, under the attack of the leader of the "sword", retreated one after another, and there was a faint phenomenon of no support.

Such performance made people respect the old man. For a moment, while fighting, the practitioners present also re examined the cultivation group of their powers.

"Don't come and help me!" Ban yuan suddenly roared at the remaining Mahayana, with a trace of fear in his voice.

The leader of "sharp sword" is too strong. If he doesn't find help again, ban yuan is likely to fall here. Ban yuan, who has lived for thousands of years, attaches great importance to life.

The last Mahayana heard that he finally gave up killing members of the dragon group. When he moved, he rushed towards the leader of the "sword".

"Your opponent is me." A beautiful and gentle voice sounded slowly, but a thin figure quietly appeared in front of the monk in the later stage of Mahayana.

"It's Zhang Ruonan!" Seeing this figure, Ji Xin's heart just hung down. Two months ago, Gu Yun mentioned to her that Zhang Ruonan was no worse than him.

"Sister Ji, am I not late?" Zhang Ruonan smiled at Ji Xin with a sweet voice: "I've moved all the old masters of Maoshan sect."

Ji Xin looked around and saw a large number of dark monks flying behind Zhang Ruonan. Isn't it the top leaders of Maoshan sect? Even among these people, Ji Xin saw the figure of Zhang Yuntian and xuanhu tiannv.

"It's not late, it's not late. Thank you, sister Ruo." Ji Xin replied with a smile, filled with gratitude.

"Then let's fight." Zhang Ruonan smiled and looked at the later stage of Mahayana in front of him, showing a harmless look of human and animal on his face.