"Leader!"

Seeing Qiu Wangyu's tragic situation, the Four Holy Envoys and the Ghost King all wanted to fly over to rescue him.

But just now, they took advantage of the large number of people and sacrificed magic weapons in mid-air. The magic power attacked like a violent storm, suppressing the Wudang trio. Now they wanted to leave, but they were beaten by the Wudang trio with less and more, and they were held back.

Shaped and unable to move.

Bai Hu relied on his height and strength, holding a huge mountain-cutting ax, and wanted to cut a road. Zhang Jing, carrying a black iron heavy sword, stood on the spot and fought with him. The sound of "dang-dang" hammering shocked the people around him.

They couldn't help but scatter, and the giant ax was dancing wildly, but they couldn't break through this mountain of swords.

Xuanwu and Suzaku wanted to take the opportunity to go around from both sides, but Zhang Xue quickly let him know what it means to have power when there are many people, and there is power when there are many magic weapons.

The seven shining orange-yellow balls grew in size and not only stopped the two of them, but even the Ghost King who was secretly trying to escape from the shadows was also stopped.

Seven giant light balls were thrown back and forth. Although they were all blocked and did not cause any damage, they made it impossible for the group to move forward.

As for Qinglong, Qinglong didn't move, but neither did Zhou Xingyun who was standing opposite him.

Qinglong had a feeling that if he dared to act rashly, he would be greeted by an extremely sharp sword energy, the kind of sword energy that would gather his own energy and spirit together and form a complete sword energy.

With one strike of the sword, there will be blood, which will determine the difference between superior and inferior, and also determine life and death.

Therefore, it was clear that there was something inside, and it was a very strong cloth bag that could be easily broken, so it actually attracted a lot of attacks.

But my luck is obviously too bad. In Mr. Ghost's senses, first let an incredible monster with profound knowledge seal himself as soon as he stretched out his hand. At worst, it would be difficult to wake up, and I have to face the monster full of evil spirits.

The fierce and sharp sword light.

Just kidding, that Mr. Ghost was an additional question specially asked by Wudang. The eight of us defeated eight old demons at the level of clan masters, and Zhang Xue even defeated the master of the Blood Refining Hall. In that exam,

Perfect scores are not a given yet.

Having been in contact with Qian He for more than ten years, no matter how honest a person is, he can be a bit of a thief.

Even Qiu Wangyu, the leader of the Demon Cult, suffered a slight defeat in the Killing Immortal Sword. He originally thought that Qingyun Sect would launch a full-scale counterattack and kill the Demon Cult, but unexpectedly, there was no weakling in the Demon Cult. One of them knew where to start.

A person who appears from outside can actually block the Immortal Killing Sword.

Qian and the other eight were dumbfounded. We had seen how weak Mr. Ghost was, and he had the upper hand in resisting the Zhuxian Sword. We thought that even if the eight of us formed a true martial arts formation and joined forces, it would be difficult for us to gain any advantage.

But even so, my pressure was minimal. I was like a big boat trying to avoid strong winds and waves under the rough sea. My nerves were tense, and if I made the slightest deviation, I would die.

"It is more powerful than the Immortal Killing Sword and better than the leader of Qiu. It turns out that the real weakest person in our holy religion is actually hidden in Gui Yanggui."

Now, in the face of a war, every little effort you can save is worth a penny. If you can avoid getting hurt, you won't get hurt.

Long Jian is thoughtful and thoughtful, and Wang Zongyi has always been convinced by his senior brother. Now that I have made a decision, Wang Zongyi handed me over, and the two of them flew up with their swords, preparing to rush to Tian Chengzi's side.

Nonsense, he also knows that you have been carrying the Immortal Killing Sword for a long time!

Mr. Ghost exclaimed in fright.

Zhang Xue's words in front of me almost made Longjian fall from mid-air.

I still sighed in my heart, no wonder my uncle wanted to treat me as an additional question in the assessment. I was really weak.

The Ghost King was also frightened. The boss was not that weak?

There was a clear roar, and the green light rushed towards the face like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, dyeing half of the sky green.

It seems that Mr. Ghost can still block Tian Chengzi now, but in fact, blood is oozing out from the corners of his mouth.

"You and my mother will die even if we don't hold our hands?" Mr. Ghost cursed on the spot. There was a bad guy in this group of righteous people.

Bai Yun opened it up like a white bag, and a figure wrapped in white clothes like a mummy walked out of the darkness, rubbing his head.

Seeing that Mr. Ghost was about to lose his life to Qianhe, orange and white lights lit up.

It was a life-and-death battlefield. If it were for the eight people who helped Zheng Tong to rescue the siege and severely beat the eight old demons, Wang Zongyi's Killing Ten Thousand Sword would have stopped at all, and Killing Ghosts and Gods would immediately follow.

"It's over."

Zhang Jing said calmly: "They can't help Qian and Uncle Hong first."

The Ghost King could only smile awkwardly, "Bad talk, bad talk, ridiculous praise, ridiculous praise."

"Hmph, Daoxuan's elders, were they the ones who beat you just now at the foot of Daoxuan Mountain?" Mr. Ghost asked in a sinister voice as if he hadn't recovered yet.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and if you are even slightly distracted, you may be stabbed from behind while you concentrate on attacking the white bag.

The brilliant starlight is accompanied by the green light pillars that reach the sky. The pair of peerless brothers are amazing as soon as they take action.

"Is that man Mr. Ghost from Ghost Yang Gui? He is an honored guest invited by the Ghost King from Southern Xinjiang. He has always taken action, but he never expected to be so weak!"

A fierce battle was going on at Zhengmo at the foot of Tongtian Peak. No one tried to attack Mr. Ghost, but no matter whether it was a sword or a precious light, there was no harm at all when it hit the strange white cloth bag.

Now the purple light under the Zhuxian Sword is bright and powerful, but it is even more powerful than before.

"Is that the Immortal Killing Sword?"

It's hard to imagine that Mr. Ghost, unconscious on the battlefield of the small battle between good and evil, is actually more dangerous than at the foot of Daoxuan Mountain.

Mr. Ghost doesn't even have the heart to cry. My strength is indeed very weak, but behind the Zhuxian Sword, this is the Great Kalami. I can hold it for half a day. Firstly, Tianchengzi's mana is only consumed a little. Seven to less

Thanks to Tianchengzi, his cultivation is very good.

"Two senior brothers, you should be the one to do that."

"Eight guys, if you surrender, what's the price and accept prisoners?" Mr. Ghost showed an ugly smile.

The green will-o'-the-wisps that Mr. Ghost raised in mid-air trying to escape were scattered, and I almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Now I can barely move my body, so I can only stand there, trying to regain my breath, trying to regain some mobility.

In the overwhelming blue light, a small silver-white star suddenly lit up, followed by the seventh and eighth stars, until the stars were linked together to form the shape of the Big Dipper.

As soon as Qian and Hong left, Mr. Ghost felt the pressure all over his body relax and he almost fell to his knees.

Long Jian and Wang Zongyi looked stern, Long Jian whispered: "Devil, although your master is here, your brothers are not very good at it. Even if they fight to the death, they can't stop him for a while. Please note that they are like this

The leader is already dead!"

But someone can hear my voice.

A sound that seemed to be a cry of pain or a moan sounded, and suddenly a white cloud appeared outside.

Qian and the imperial envoy Zhan Wanjian came to follow, and the overwhelming blue light held back Mr. Ghost's will-o'-the-wisp.

But when my will-o'-the-wisp tried to take off, the will-o'-the-wisp became more green and green, and it seemed that there was no way to hide it behind my back.

Mr. Ghost's whole body is now in severe pain. He has carried the Zhuxian Sword for so long, and his body still shows no signs of losing strength. Looking at the two towering light beams, one green and one silver, Mr. Ghost can only shout in his heart: "You guys are coming!"

As soon as I walked out, I saw a purple light in my pupils getting smaller and smaller.

Unexpectedly, he was actually kneeling there.

The orange-yellow beads were also arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, holding up every starlight of the Dragon Sword's One-Star Sword Style, while the white heavy sword circled and danced, blocking the Demon Slaying God that fell on its head.

So our next goals are all Mr. Ghost’s additional questions.

At the same time, Zhu Xian had not only a huge power, but also an indescribable terrifying and violent energy, which invaded along his own ghostly fire, trying to get out of his cerebellum and seven internal organs.

In fact, Mr. Ghost is also cursing in his heart. I am worse than the old Ghost King. The problem is, who knew that as soon as he opened his eyes, an Immortal Killing Sword would appear? He could only be forced to resist.

Although Tian Chengzi's strength had weakened and he used the Zhuxian Sword when it was completely damaged, he was still too strong after all. He activated the Zhuxian Sword with all his strength and chopped the Heavenly Demon Banners to pieces, which also consumed a lot of my mana.

I know that the posture of Qingyun Shuangjiao is quite abnormal in the eyes of others. They are equally matched people who can even fight against Zhu Xian. As long as the two seniors can withstand Mr. Ghost's sudden attack and save their lives from me, this is still possible.

It's nothing worth boasting about.

"Happy, happy, happy, happy!"

"Brother Ghost King, what a bad layout!"

People in the right way obviously also think that Mr. Ghost resisted Tian Chengzi.

The eight Daoxuan people were not in a dilemma. Zhang Xue turned around and asked: "Dad, how do we calculate the points for the additional questions?"

"The leader is dead!"

"Nonsense, I can block my master's Zhuxian sword, how can he be my opponent?" Tianchengzi said angrily: "He went to kill Qiu Laomo, and I and you will stop him. Qiu Laomo was seriously injured by Zhuxian, did you resist?

There is still room, go slowly!”

The black iron heavy sword shocked Wang Zongyi and took a few steps forward. He looked at the eight people behind him warily, "Eight people, what do you mean?"

Qian Heyi Geng simply gave a hot snort, and slashed the Ten Thousand Sword like a long whale absorbing water, gathering up the sky-high green light, leaving only a pillar of light reaching the sky. He walked with the sword, slashed with the sword, and shouted in his mouth: "Kill the ghosts and gods!"

"Kui Xianren... Have you beaten Daoxuan's elders? How many of their elders are there? Hmph!"

Both the good and the devil were shocked when they saw that scene.

Long Jian thought for a while, nodded and said, "No, thank you eight senior brothers. You can take your leave."

When the eight people turned around to look, they saw Qiu Wangyu being cut off by Tian Chengzi with a sword.

"Hmm..." Zhang Jing thought for a while and said, "The target was captured alive by us, so it's doubtful."

If I hadn't had the experience of fighting Wudang first, which made my thinking of resisting beatings go up a notch, I would have become a dead soul on the Zhuxian Sword.

"It seems that before this battle, it was the ghost Yang Gui who was in charge of our holy religion."

On top of each other, the green fire that filled the sky barely blocked Tian Chengzi who was holding the Immortal Killing Sword.

Who wants to fight to the death with them? You and my mother want to run away! Why do you look like you are bullying them and they are struggling to resist?
To be continued...