Following his order, the two hundred people on the other side started moving at the same time.
"Fight with you!" Thousands of Tianlong secret guards shouted at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, without any hesitation, each one of them rushed forward with sword in hand.
"Remember, don't fight hard!"
Murong Ziyun shouted loudly, then grabbed her sword and rushed out, followed closely by Nangong Qin, Murong Xu and others.
Afterwards, the scene fell into a fight.
laugh!
A disciple of the Blood Sect rushed into the crowd of Tianlong secret guards like a ghost, reached out and grabbed the wrist of one of the secret guards and pulled hard.
Immediately, he saw that one of the secret guard's arms was torn off forcefully, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
"Ah..." the secret guard shouted in pain.
However, before he could finish his words, he was hit by the opponent's palm and flew away. After falling a hundred meters away, he rolled his eyes and passed out.
Immediately afterwards, the Blood Sect member stepped forward, opened his mouth and bit the secret guard member's broken arm.
"You bastard, die!"
Seeing this scene, five or six members of the secret guard rushed over at the same time, and several rays of cold light shot out from the swords in their hands.
"Go away, it will be your turn later!"
The Blood Sect disciple opened his scarlet mouth and replied, raising his hand to sweep out a strong wind.
Bang…
The palm wind swept by, and five or six secret guards flew out at the same time. They fell to the ground one by one and could not get up for a long time.
This blood sect disciple has the cultivation level of a first-grade holy emperor, so naturally he is not something that these secret guard members can compete with.
The same scene was played out in dozens of places at the same time, with screams coming and going.
In addition, the situation of the members of the secret guard group who fought against the Demon Sect was not much better.
In less than a few minutes, forty or fifty people were already lying down.
Half of them had their essence drained away, leaving only skin and bones all over their bodies, while the other half were severely injured and paralyzed on the ground without any fighting ability.
Bang!
At the same time, a muffled sound came from mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, Murong Xu was thrown away with the palm of a fourth-grade Holy Emperor from the Blood Sect, and a blood ribbon sprayed into the air.
Murong Xu is now at the level of a second-grade Holy Emperor, so it is not a big problem to jump up a level to challenge him.
But when meeting an opponent at the fourth level, the chance of winning is very slim.
"You old guy, don't spray blood randomly, save some for me!"
The man on the other side glanced at the blood streak in the air and licked his dry lips.
"Blood from the Holy Emperor realm like yours is much more delicious than that from those ants!"
call!
While he was speaking, Murong Xu took a Qi Condensing Pill and raised his hand again to sweep out several palm winds and hit the opponent.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities!" the man shouted coldly, not retreating but advancing.
Then, he punched him directly, and the air surged.
Bang!
The strong punching wind was like entering an uninhabited land. After tearing apart Murong Xu's offensive, it hit him hard on the heart.
puff!
A large mouthful of blood spurted into the air, and Murong Xu flew upside down again for a distance of three to four hundred meters.
And before he had time to stabilize his body, the other man had already followed, and then reached out and grabbed Murong Xu's arm.
call out!
At this moment, an extremely sharp sword energy shot out with the force of thunder.
