At this time, Ye Ji and Han Yue also had certain injuries on their bodies, and their clothes were dyed red.
Fortunately, they were only superficial injuries, and the two of them were still in high spirits.
More than ten of the Mo Pavilion elders who besieged the two of them had already laid down, and the remaining twenty or so people looked at these two beautiful beauties with fear in their eyes.
Among these Ange elders, the three with the highest cultivation level are at the same level as Ye Ji and the two, the Battle Emperor Dacheng Realm.
The others were all at the beginning of the War Emperor and the Zhan Zong realm. Although there were many people, they did not get the slightest advantage.
"You two deserve to die. You killed so many elders in my dark pavilion. I will cut your bodies into thousands of pieces today!" One of the old men, who had become the Emperor of War, stared at the two of them with anger on his face.
"Idiot!" Han Yue replied coldly and ignored him.
Then, he looked at Ye Ji and said, "Sister Ji, how are you?"
"I'm fine, how are your injuries?" Ye Ji shook her head and responded.
"Small injury!" Han Yue also shook her head: "Then just go all out and kill them all!"
"Okay!" Ye Ji replied, holding a scimitar in hand and rushing out again.
Han Yue didn't stop at all, she followed him like a phantom, and Leng Yue's scimitar pulled out several rays of cold light diagonally.
"The two of them are already injured, and their fighting strength is greatly weakened. Let's go together and kill them!" After finishing speaking, the old man on the other side faced the two of them with a mace in his hand.
"Kill!" the other twenty people shouted and took action at the same time.
Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!
However, at the next moment, except for the old man, the four or five people who rushed to the front all had several bloody wounds left on their bodies by the swords of Ye Ji and the others.
"Die to me!"
At the same time, the other two old men at the Dacheng Realm slashed at Han Yue at the same time, as fast as lightning.
"Hanyue, be careful!" Ye Ji exclaimed.
Immediately afterwards, she stretched out her delicate body, dodged an attack from the old man with the mace, and then slashed at the man behind Han Yue with a backhand sword.
Bang!
The two saber energy collided together, and the man on the other side took five or six steps back, and there was a sharp tearing pain from the tiger's mouth.
Click!
Just when Ye Ji blocked the man's sword for Han Yue, Han Yue pulled out a sword light and cut the man's sword in two. The man also took several big steps back.
What made him despair was that before he could stabilize his body, Han Yue's second sword light had already struck him.
"..." The man's soul was shaking, and he opened his mouth to shout.
But before he could make a sound, the whole head flew into the air, his mouth opened wide enough to stuff two duck eggs, and he watched helplessly as his headless body fell down.
"Elder Andy!" The old man with the mace shouted in pain.
Then, he rushed towards Hanyue with overwhelming anger, shouting as he ran: "Smelly Sanba, give me your life, I will definitely kill you today..."
puff!
Before he finished speaking, just like his companion, his head shot up into the sky, and his eyes happened to catch sight of Lu Yue, who was rushing over quickly.
"Run!" After sensing the suffocating murderous aura on Lu Yue's body, the remaining people on the other side shouted and ran away immediately.
"Ye Ji, Han Yue, leave it to me to handle it, you go help Bai Hu and the others!" Lu Yue explained loudly as he chased after them.
"Copy that!" Ye Ji and the others responded and rushed towards the battle zone where Bai Hu and the others were.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The next moment, Lu Yue flipped his wrist, and after a flash of sword light, the three or four people who had just ran twenty or thirty meters immediately fell down.
