"Now I'll show you who is the loser! Come on, let's go together and kill these people!"
Wow!
In an instant, everyone rushed forward.
The war broke out at this moment...
Blood instantly spilled from the void, and from time to time someone fell from the sky and fell hard to the ground.
In any case, in terms of combat effectiveness, the people from the Northern Demon Palace are not as good as others. However, their advantage is their numbers.
Thick crowds of people fell from the sky to the ground, and soon another row of people came up. No matter how strong Zi Qianjing and others were, they would be exhausted when facing so many supreme realms...
Within a moment, Zi Qianjing's silver robe was stained with blood, shining like a coquettish rose in the sky, stunning the world.
At this time, even the words "confused all living beings" cannot be used to describe the man today...
"There are too many enemies, and this is simply not an option." Zi Qianjing frowned slightly, turned her head and looked at the back mountain behind her where Ye Wuchen was retreating, secretly worried in her heart.
If he can retreat into seclusion, maybe he can defeat these people...
But now he is at the most critical moment. If he is disturbed, he doesn't know when he will find the opportunity next time...
"Jing'er, be careful!"
Zi Shao's worried voice rang in Zi Qianjing's ears. He hurriedly came to his senses. With a clang, the long sword blocked the opponent's sudden attack. The sword edge turned and pierced into the enemy's chest. Hot blood suddenly flowed out.
It surged out and dyed the entire sky red...
Seeing that he was not hurt, Zi Shao just breathed a sigh of relief and faced the enemy in front of him with all his heart...
This battle lasted a whole day and night.
Mo Fei blocked the opponent's attack with a sword, his old face was covered with sweat, and his expression was full of weakness. At this moment, he felt exhausted, and even the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.
Bang!
A foot kicked hard on his chest, and his body immediately fell to the ground. At the same time, a man held a long sword and stabbed him in the throat.
Just when the long sword was about to touch him, there was a clang, and a figure stood in front of him and blocked the long sword.
"Mo Fei, are you okay?" Medicine Saint turned to look at Mo Fei and asked hurriedly.
Mo Fei smiled bitterly.
Over the years, the Wu Sect and the Yao Sect have always been sworn enemies. Now, at the critical moment, it was his long-standing rival who saved him...
Such a taste made Mo Fei feel really uncomfortable.
But the most important thing now is to face such a powerful enemy as the Northern Demon Palace...
"I'm fine."
Mo Fei shook his head, a cold look flashed in his eyes: "I can still continue to fight! Only by eradicating the Northern Demon Palace can peace be restored to the East Island!"
In comparison, what are the grievances and grievances between him and Medicine Saint?
"Since there is nothing wrong, let's fight together." Medicine Saint smiled, looked at the enemy in front of him again, and rushed forward in a flash. At the same time, a sword appeared in his hand...
"Jing'er."
Zi Shao stood tightly beside Zi Qianjing, pursed her thin lips, and said: "The opponent has too many people. If this continues, even if we don't die in their hands, our people will still die of exhaustion.