The sudden attack caught everyone off guard. Burlison only saw a flash of cold light in his eyes, and red blood splashed out.
The speed was so fast that he had no time to react. And the old man in purple robe was strolling towards them step by step.
"It seems that I haven't worked hard for so long that my instincts have deteriorated." Burlison laughed at himself in his mind, and then his whole body suddenly moved forward, and his speed suddenly increased by a notch.
After all, he was also a warrior who had experienced life and death fights, so when he aroused his forgotten fighting instinct, he quickly regained the feeling of excitement.
The accelerated flow of blood dispelled the fear that had imprisoned his body, and the tense muscles suddenly exploded. It only took Burrison a moment to close the distance between him and the old man.
The purple-robed old man was about to deal with the three traitors in front of him, and then turn around to kill the rebels of the Jiuyou Sect. Unexpectedly, the only enemy in front of him who he did not consider to be a threat would be the first to start a counterattack.
While he was surprised, the surging spiritual energy in the old man's body also spread out, almost forming an entity and wrapping around him.
At this time, Burlison's fist with the sound of breaking the wind happened to hit the diffused body-protecting spiritual energy.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the old man's eyes showed a trace of shock, and then the shock turned into a strong murderous intention.
Burlison on the other side took three steps back after the muffled sound, and then stabilized his figure.
What he didn't expect was that the opponent was so strong that he could at least overturn a cow with his iron fist, but he didn't even let an old man take a step back.
The seventh elder was also shocked at this time, because he originally wanted to capture a random prisoner and then take the prisoner away from here. But when he randomly found such a place, he unexpectedly met a master.
Although the opponent is not as powerful as him, he is in the opponent's army! As long as he delays for a while, it will not be easy for him to escape.
The Seventh Elder, who had learned the lessons of the Third Elder, actually had the idea of retreat in his mind. However, he still activated his flying sword and chopped down another prisoner of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect behind Burrison with one sword.
Burlison knew that the other party was a ruthless character, otherwise he would not have been able to penetrate so many peripheral cordons and reach this kind of command hub.
But he didn't expect that while fighting him, the opponent could also use the flying sword to attack others.
The captives of the Heavenly Sword Sect who had their flying swords confiscated really wanted to cry out for injustice before they died. Their flying swords were not with them, so they couldn't even parry, and they lost their lives like this.
The thin swordsman of the Heavenly Sword Sect was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. Even though his speed was far inferior to the seventh elder's flying sword, he felt that he had to do something to be worthy of himself.
On the other side, the disciples of the Jiuyou Sect who finally reacted, used their flying swords, and used all their strength to barely block the seventh elder's random sword attack.
The moment the two swords collided together, the swordsman from the Jiuyou Sect vomited blood, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground.
In front of the Seventh Elder, Burlison once again waved his fist, hitting the surface of the protective aura wrapped around the Seventh Elder's body.
This time, ripples appeared on the protective spiritual energy, and the seventh elder couldn't help but pause in his seemingly unstoppable steps.
However, Burlison still seemed to be more embarrassed. He took a step back again. But at the moment of retreating, he stubbornly took action again and waved his fist again.
The Seventh Elder, who just seemed to be stubborn and unwilling to take action in defense, this time stretched out one of his arms in a defensive posture. The originally indestructible body-protecting aura became thicker this time.
Got up.
"Boom!" Burrison felt like his fist hit an iron plate. He knew that the strength gap between the two sides was really too big, so his attack could be said to have no threat in the eyes of the opponent.
However, he still has to keep fighting, because this can delay time, and resistance is the only hope for survival. Sitting and waiting for death is a fool's choice.
The seventh elder also had to once again look at the boy in front of him, who could be forced to defend himself. You must know that when he was so young, he did not have such a powerful force.
Feeling that there was no time to waste, the seventh elder changed his original plan. He felt that it would be too difficult for him to capture such a prisoner, so he decided to escape immediately after killing the people in front of him.
So he recalled his flying sword and began to launch a full-scale attack on Burrison. Burrison, who was already weak, instantly became more passive.
Before Burlison even had time to react instinctively, the flying sword had already pierced his body.
Before Burrison could feel the pain coming from the wound, another flying sword reluctantly arrived and helped him block it slightly.
It was the swordsman of the Nine Nether Sect behind Burrison, urging his flying sword to help Burrison. It was this belated block that caused the seventh elder's fatal flying sword to deviate from its original target.
In the flash of lightning, Burrison covered his scratched neck, looked at the flying sword on his shoulder that penetrated his body, took a few steps back, and also fell to the ground.
The next second, the seventh elder withdrew his flying sword and brought out a pool of blood. He had become a little impatient with the two ants in front of him who were helping each other.
When the flying sword shook off the blood on the sword and rushed towards Burrison again, the seventh elder saw a scene that shocked him.
He saw that Burlison's arms suddenly swelled and grew gray hair, his palms became huge, and his nails became sharp.
Such a monster's arm blocked the attack of his flying sword. After his flying sword penetrated the arm, it failed to hit the vital point.
"Monster?" The seventh elder withdrew his long sword again and narrowed his eyes to look at Burlison. He really didn't expect that when he randomly found a target, he found a strange monster that could turn into a human form.
"Huh..." Burlison can be said to be seriously injured now. There is a hole in his arm, scratches on his neck, and his shoulder was stabbed. He sat on the ground and remembered his last embarrassing situation.
Looking like this, I secretly lamented in my heart: "This time, my life will not be so good. Someone will come to save me again."