"A magic door is a magic door. We will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal. We'd better leave." "What are you afraid of? It won't be too late for us to leave until the situation changes. It's rare to have such a good show to watch." The cultivator on one side said
Discussed.
"Boom, boom." In an instant, another wave of terrifying power was raging high in the sky, much more powerful than the one emitted by the Xuantian Fire Snake just now. This group of Sword Demon Sect cultivators is indeed very capable, with great cultivation.
Most of them were in the late stage of Peilian, and they had an advantage in numbers. Once they collided, they immediately fell into the upper hand.
"Fire of Demons." "Demon Snake of Overlord." "Demon Sword of Ten Thousand Earths." "..." Sixth-level mysterious spells carrying demonic energy roared out one after another, shaking the sky and blocking out the sun, and rushing toward the fire with overwhelming force.
Clan cultivator.
"Xuantian Fire Bird." "Zhidian God Fire Palm." The fire tribe cultivators all looked solemn. In the battle with the Xuantian Fire Snake just now, they had already consumed a lot of strength, and they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, so
Although he fought back with all his strength, he was still suppressed.
"Sun-shooting gun." The young man from the Fire Tribe had the highest combat power among the Fire Tribe cultivators. He roared angrily and once again activated the fifth-grade spiritual weapon, turning it into a fiery red divine light.
When he came out, he suddenly penetrated all the powerful magic methods.
"Ah!" screams came from the mouths of the cultivators of the Sword Demon Sect. Soon, a cultivator of the Sword Demon Sect was penetrated by the sun-shooting gun and killed in one move. The power of the sun-shooting gun was immediately relieved.
After overcoming the pressure from the Fire Tribe cultivators, they took a breath of relief.
"Die." Suddenly, a sharp sword light fell from the sky. Silently, the body of another Fire Tribe cultivator exploded and turned into blood mist. This was the young man in black robe again.
Take action.
Although he is a cultivator of the Sword Demon Sect, most of the cultivators can also use other Taoist and magical powers in addition to swordsmanship. However, the young man in black in front of him has always used the sword in his hand to kill the enemy.
The sword light is sharp, emitting a dark light, and the demonic energy is billowing from it, which is frightening to the soul. It is obvious that this is also a fifth-grade spiritual weapon. It is so huge that it is difficult for Fire Tribe cultivators below the eighth level of Peilian to accept it. It will be...
Kill easily.
"Your opponent is me, tsk tsk tsk." The magic sword in the hands of the young man in black shook, and the air exploded at this moment. The next moment, his figure appeared in front of the Fire Tribe young man,
He struck out with a sword.
"Damn it!" The Fire Tribe young man's face was a little ugly, and he quickly condensed a flame divine spear in his right hand to block the sword. However, his expression became more and more solemn, and he began to call back the sun-shooting gun, and followed the black-clothed man
The young people fought together.
"Clang." The guns and swords collided, making a fierce sound. The more the Fire Tribe youth fought, the more frightened they became. The black-clothed young man's cultivation was similar to his, and his strength was also comparable, but the opponent was at his peak, full of strength.
Perfect. And because I had just dealt with the Xuantian Fire Snake, I had already consumed a lot of it, and the consequences would be disastrous if it went on for a long time.
"Hey! Let's see how long you can hold on, but before you are killed by me, the others must have been killed first. Brothers, kill them for me. You're welcome. The treasures they have are all ours."
The young man in black laughed loudly and fiercely while fighting with the young man from the Fire Tribe.
"Kill!" The other cultivators of the Sword Demon Sect were very desperate in fighting. Almost every one of them held a weird magic sword in their hands. While using the tyrannical magic, they also chopped out terrifying sword lights.
.
"Ah!" After a while, the Fire Tribe cultivators began to retreat steadily and were forced to a corner. They struggled extremely hard to resist. Without the help of the Fire Tribe young man, they were under great pressure and could not resist so many swords.
It is only a matter of time before a master of the Demon Sect is killed.
"It's too scary. Everyone in the Fire Tribe will be killed. Let's leave quickly." At this moment, the remaining cultivators who were watching finally arrived. They were afraid of the powerful strength and vicious tricks of the cultivators of the Sword Demon Sect.
Extremely afraid.
"Want to leave? It's too late." At this moment, a demon-like voice echoed in the ears of these cultivators. The next moment, a sword filled with green poisonous gas penetrated one of the cultivators.
He also slashed at other cultivators.
"Run away!" The person who made the move was a cultivator from the Sword Demon Sect. His cultivation was at the eighth level of Peilian. However, his strength was far beyond that of the cultivators watching. In addition, they were afraid that they would be attacked by the Sword Demon Sect after taking action.
Revenge, so everyone has no fighting spirit and just wants to get out of here quickly.
"Why am I so mean to stay?" A desperate cultivator regretted in his heart, and was soon torn apart by the poisonous sword, and his flesh and blood turned into pus.
Because there were a large number of cultivators, after the master of the Sword Demon Sect killed a few, the others gradually fled away. However, he did not intend to stop there, but continued to kill forward.
"Kill all of you trash, and even the lost dogs won't be able to escape." The master of the Sword Demon Sect laughed and waved his magic sword, killing each cultivator who fled too slowly.
Until a cultivator appeared in front of him, he did not run away, but blocked the path of the master of the Sword Demon Sect with a dull look on his face. The other cultivators naturally noticed the existence of this person, but they didn't care.
Went up to find out, but everyone fled like they were dead.
"A bunch of useless guys." Wang Teng was speechless at those cultivators who escaped. They were too timid! If they were to unite, let alone this cultivator from the Sword Demon Sect, even if they were all
A team can fight for a while, and it is not difficult to kill this cultivator.
But now, because of their cowardice, they didn't even have anyone to fight back, and they lost several lives in vain.
"Oh! Even an ant dares to block my way and go to hell." The cultivator of the Sword Demon Sect glanced at Wang Teng with great disdain, treating him as an ant. He swung the green poisonous sword in his hand and slashed at Wang Teng.
He wanted to chop Wang Teng's head off completely.
"Ah!" A painful groan came out, but it was not the person who was attacked by the Sword Demon Sect cultivator, but himself. His chest was punched hard at this time, and this circle
It was so powerful that it made his eyes bulge outwards, causing blood to flow from his whole body.
"This broken sword wants to kill me, so sleep well!" Wang Teng took the green poisonous sword out of the cultivator's hand and pressed his head, and the sound of broken bones was heard.
, the master of the Sword Demon Sect fell to the ground like a meteorite, and he even died without knowing why.
Because things happened so fast, they didn't notice this scene at all. The escapees continued to run away, while the cultivators of the Sword Demon Sect were still besieging the cultivators of the Fire Tribe, beating them until they vomited blood.
"Wait a minute." After a while, the fleeing cultivators suddenly sensed that the murderous aura behind them was gone. Then they mustered up the courage to look back, only to find that the cultivator from the Sword Demon Sect had turned into a human being.
A corpse fell to the ground.
"Who did this?" A look of shock suddenly appeared on the faces of all the cultivators. To be able to kill a god-like master of the Sword Demon Sect so quickly, how powerful is this person?
"Could he be a Yuanying realm master from the Fire Tribe?" "No!"
The abnormality displayed by everyone could not escape the eyes of other Sword Demon Sect cultivators. When they found out that one of their own was suddenly killed, their faces also showed anger.
"Who is it? Come out." The person who spoke was the cultivator in black. His eyes were bright and he stared at a figure.
"It's me." Wang Teng walked slowly and slowly in the sky, approaching the cultivators of the Sword Demon Sect little by little.
"..." At this moment, almost all the cultivators who saw Wang Teng were slightly startled, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, and even felt a little ridiculous.
"Those clothes are from the cultivators of the Qianxiong Dynasty." "No! Although the Qianxiong Dynasty is a heaven-level force, it is nothing compared to a behemoth like the Sword Demon Sect." "Moreover,
You see, his cultivation is only at the fourth level of Peilian." "It's that guy. I've seen him before, but I didn't expect such an ant-like figure to come here."
"Does he want to say that he killed the Sword Demon Sect cultivator just now? Haha! This is too funny." The cultivators who had escaped far stopped at this time, their faces full of doubts.
"Ho Fangsheng, show up quickly, you dare to kill the cultivator of my Sword Demon Sect, you are so brave." However, when Wang Teng personally admitted that he was the murderer, no matter it was the cultivator of the Sword Demon Sect or the Fire Tribe,
None of the practitioners believed him, thinking he was just a madman who was frightened.
Especially the young man in black, his eyes were scanning all directions, as if he wanted to find the master hiding in the dark. After all, he could kill a strong cultivator on his side in a moment. This power should not be underestimated.
.
There was only a slight sound of wind in the air, and except for Wang Teng's figure, there was no one else.
"We already said it was me, what else are you looking for? A bunch of idiots." Wang Teng gradually approached the battlefield ahead and said with a bitter smile.
"Annoying bug, die." A cultivator from the Sword Demon Sect suddenly became impatient and casually struck Wang Teng with a sword light filled with demonic fire. He just regarded Wang Teng as a frightened cultivator.
who.
Just imagine how capable a fourth-level cultivator of Peilian from the Qianxiong Dynasty can be.
"..." Wang Teng said nothing, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he opened the five fingers of his right hand and grabbed it in front of him.