"Uncle Xiong, how are you? My move is okay!" Chen Jinyuan laughed at Uncle Xiong.
Uncle Xiong raised his spear and said angrily, "Who asked your kid to help?"
"Didn't you have a great time with that shot?" Chen Jinyuan curled his lips and said, "I know you can do it, but if you want to defeat him, I'm afraid you will have to fight for three days and three nights. Now is an extraordinary period, you and I
Let’s work together to deal with this guy, and then go help Tianyi and the others to avoid any complications. If you don’t like the beating, I will practice with you another day!”
"That's what you said!" Uncle Xiong heard this and thought about the same truth. He was indeed itchy and warlike, but he couldn't be a hero at this time.
"Okay, you two shameless guys, how can you say that Penglai's decent people are so sinister!" Mingtian kept vomiting blood from the corner of his mouth. Uncle Xiong's blow just now caused him to suffer a lot of internal injuries, but he didn't suffer any internal injuries at all.
Unexpectedly, Chen Jinyuan would use such a despicable method and cause him to be injured.
Chen Jinyuan smiled without a blush and said, "Brother Ming, what you said is wrong. Just now, I saw a crow flying behind you and thought it wanted to attack you, so I warned you. It's really a kind intention!"
"Fuck! Can you find a more high-sounding reason?" Ming Tian complained in his heart, and his face turned red immediately. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood again. He never thought that this seemingly decent boy would be so shameless.
At this point, it was obviously a sneak attack, but he still said it was a good intention.
"So, I still want to thank you!" Mingtian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he really wanted to cut Chen Jinyuan into pieces.
Chen Jinyuan waved his hand and said, "There's no need to thank you. Just ask your people to evacuate!"
Ming Tian's face twitched as he kicked his nose, and he immediately stabbed Chen Jinyuan with his sword. Xiong Bo and Chen Jinyuan immediately came together, and the two of them used strange moves to defeat Ming Tian.
Shen Mingtian's strength is even higher than that of Xiong Boruo. At this time, Chen Jinyuan joins in. The two of them are extremely powerful with each shot and stick. The battle becomes more and more fierce. Mingtian can only block the two of them, and the defeat is certain.
"All the disciples of the Mingtian Sword Sect obey the order and kill without mercy!"
Mingtian knew he was defeated, and he shouted in anger. Thousands of Mingtian Sword Sect disciples on Qingyun Peak, who had been preparing for the battle for a long time, could no longer hold back. When they heard Mingtian's order, they suddenly waved like a pack of hungry wolves.
With the weapon in his hand, he rushed towards the Penglai faction.
"How brave!"
Many people's minds were focused on the battle in the air, but the three powerful men of the Immortal Realm from Taishang Sword Sect were always paying attention to the movements of these demon disciples. At this time, they heard the voice coming from Mingtian. They suddenly screamed.
He shouted and walked towards those demonic disciples.
Qingyun Peak suddenly became a mess. Although there were many monks in Penglai, they all belonged to different sects. Most of them only fought on their own and were not as well-trained as the Mingtian Sword Sect.
Bloody light, miserable scream!
Although there were three Immortal Realm powerhouses joining in, there were too many people on the peak to use the ultimate move. With their hands and feet tied, the opponent was also coming menacingly. There was strength in numbers, and all of a sudden, the Immortal Realm powerhouses were also
All we can do is helpless.
Among the monks in Penglai, many are still of low strength. They were brought by the seniors in the sect to open their eyes. Moreover, in the hearts of these monks, there is a trace of fear towards the demonic monks. Facing so many masters, most of them
They can't muster the courage to fight.
The sword light flashed, reaping lives one after another. Except for a few major sects, there were almost only a few people who could resist. The Taishang Sword Sect almost mobilized in full force to fight against the Mingtian Sword Sect in this small space.
A fierce battle ensued.
Cries of killing, screams of agony, and the sound of weapons clashing! The top of Qingyun Peak immediately became a sea of blood.
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"Bastard! Mingtian, you actually..." Uncle Xiong looked at the scene on Qingyun Peak and trembled with anger.
"Huh, what's wrong with you? You just want to catch all of you Penglai decent people. Today, none of you can escape!" Ming Tian swung his sword sideways to deflect Chen Jinyuan's heavy blow, with a very sullen look on his face.
"Young Master is so proud!"
Chen Jinyuan threw the stick again, forcing Ming Tian away, and then with a thought, he released all the monks in the ancient martial arts space.
Ming Jun suddenly felt that half of the twenty or thirty people who suddenly appeared in front of him were in the late stage of martial arts and golden elixir, and there was even an old man in the early stage of the Immortal Stage among them. The most important thing was that he didn't even have any
Discover how these people came to be.
"Boy, what are you doing with us again?" Shen Weng didn't seem to have time to check the situation around him, and his face looked a little unhappy.
Chen Jinyuan had no time to care about anything else. He pointed at Qingyun Peak and shouted coldly, "I will kill everyone who wears black clothes. No one will be spared!"
Everyone looked down and saw the sky full of blood on the top of Qingyun Peak, and the shouts of killing were raging. Many people wearing colorful clothes were fighting with a large group of people wearing black cloaks, and those men in black were like wolves and tigers.
Clearly gaining the upper hand.
"Yes, Master!"
The demons and the summoned ones didn't ask any questions, they immediately responded, turned around and rushed towards Qingyun Peak, joining the battle.
"You make me very confused!" Mingtian frowned.
Chen Jinyuan chuckled and said directly, "There are still many things that you can't see through!"
After finishing speaking, he immediately used his great magical power to transform himself into two clones and threw themselves into Qingyun Peak. One fell into the camp of Luojia Mountain and the other fell into the camp of Baihua Valley.
The people who came to Baihua Valley were all masters of the golden elixir realm of martial arts, and they were all ready to fight. At this time, each of them had caught an opponent, and the fight was in full swing.
Du Juan was also in the camp of Baihua Valley at this time, holding the long sword that transformed from a hairpin in her hand, fighting against two super strong men in the early stage of the golden elixir of martial arts. Du Juan had just transformed recently, and she had never fought with anyone before.
If you rush into battle, you will be surrounded by dangers.
Whoosh!
The sword slashed out and brought down two round heads. Du Juan was startled. When she turned around, she saw that it was Chen Jinyuan standing beside her holding the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Brother!" Du Juan's face turned pale and she ran to Chen Jinyuan's side, looking a little breathy.
"Hide behind me!"
Chen Jinyuan took Du Juan behind him, and immediately the Fahai Golden Bowl appeared in his left hand. He held the Xuanyuan Sword in his right hand. Facing the oncoming Sword Sect disciples, he would kill one if they came, two of them if they came.
A group of people stirred up the golden bowls to absorb them into the bowls.
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On the other side, in the Luojia Mountain camp.
There are very few masters brought by Luojia Mountain. Many of them are disciples of the innate realm. Uncle Xiong is not guarding them. Facing the wolves and tigers of the demonic monks, these flowery girls don’t have much ability to fight back. They only have the spirit to fight back.
Qinghe, an elder, endured the attack of a strong man in the late stage of Jindan martial arts. It can be said that the disciples in the sect suffered the heaviest losses. From time to time, they could hear miserable cries coming from behind.
