All of this, but just three breaths before the battle began, Qianpi Dao died for a breath, everyone's thinking could not keep up with the change in the rhythm of the battle.

Then, they saw the rough sword cultivator who grabbed the belt of the open fire Taoist with one hand and took out a short sword with the other hand. It was like a street thug, and it was completely unruly, and could only stab it quickly.

At the same time, the body rotated, with the open fire Taoist man, with double rings around his body, the flying sword seen by blood, the black sheep's spell, and the headless and mindless attack. Where can we specifically distinguish who is attacking? Is it open fire? Or the sword cultivator?

Among the two people who were spinning like a top, the howls of the angrily fire Taoist from time to time were heard:

"Fellow Daoist Shuanghuan, be gentler, you're pricking me!"

"The old ghost of Black Sheep, the old Taoist has never offended you. Is it necessary to do such a desperate move? Don't stop quickly!"

"Blood see me day-you-the whole family, you dog-the day's public revenge..."

The fire dragon's spitting became more and more aimless, the tone of the open fire Taoist became more and more rude, but the voice became smaller and smaller. The three golden elixirs surrounding the rapidly rotating top did not dare to be careless at all. They knew very well that the attacks were impossible now, and this lonely Yanzi was really terrible. He took this opportunity to take advantage of him, even if he was caught with the open fire, so he started to attack, and one was more cruel than the other!

Among the four low-level disciples watching the battle not far away, there were disciples of the Holy Fire Sect who could not help but cover their faces and cry. Such a battle, such a way, was too frustrating and embarrassing.

In the blink of an eye, two breaths passed, a black hole appeared in the space above the gyro, and another golden elixir died and disappeared. I don’t know which one it was?

With hundreds of pairs of eyes on, the top finally stopped rotating. A corpse that was hit with holes and a broken sack was thrown high, and a voice laughed:

"You guys see clearly. The Golden Pill of the Holy Fire Sect was killed by the Emperor Sword Sect, Dagu Mountain, and Mingjianyu today. It doesn't matter if I have a hair that warded off evil spirits!"

Before he finished speaking, the man had already rushed towards Xue and saw the Taoist rushing away. He was so scared that Xue saw the Taoist turning his head and running away, without any hesitation. However, Li Ji's target was not him. The way of fighting on the street gangsters was to fight to the death, which was the same for the sect. The Emperor Sword Sect was the leader, so how could Li Ji let another sword cultivator go? Before the double rings could fully understand, the storm was covered with the storm.

This is a real, real, open and upright, internal sword cultivator ravaged the external sword cultivator. The seventeen flying swords in the double-ring Taoist sword box were unsheathed, and they still could not stop the opponent's flying sword flow. So they threw away the talisman and then sacrificed the spirit weapon. Both hands wanted to be eight, and one mouth could turn into ten to chant the spell.

Xue saw that the Taoist did not escape alone. After escaping for a distance, he saw that the other party did not chase him, so he had to turn around and rush back. If he was in a place where no one was there, facing such a powerful opponent, he would definitely have escaped early in the morning. But now on the sea, hundreds of eyes were staring at him, and nearly twenty disciples of his own sect. If he ran away regardless of the situation, how could he stand up in front of everyone in the future?

Heiyang Taoist also had the same idea as him. This guy kept a distance from Li Ji early in the morning, and put in a lot of effort, and nine points were used on his own defense. With such teammates and cooperation, the outcome of the Shuanghuan Taoist can be imagined.

Therefore, the battle between cultivators is not terrible. If the opponent is the same sect and practices formation cooperation, it is indeed very troublesome. But if it is like this now, it is a bit too much to say that they are a mob, but the actual combat power cannot be exerted.

In a blink of an eye, it was just a time when the Taoist was blood and he went back and forth. The Taoist Shuanghuan could no longer hold on. The advantage of the monks who attacked the distance was that you could not find a suitable opportunity if you wanted to fight to the death or even explode.

In the tenth breath after the battle began, the Taoist of the Shuanghuan of the Emperor Sword Sect died!

Li Ji was not in a hurry to find the next target. His opponent was no longer in a fight and was about to collapse. Even at a high altitude, hundreds of sword lights surrounded the entire four high schools. The low-level monks turned around. The murderous intent of Ring was exposed to everyone's attack.

"Qingye, Yan Gang, please circle me, don't run away one; today my grandfather left the words here, and if he wanted to live, he squatted down with his head in his hands. If he wanted to run away, don't blame me for bullying the small ones, run away and kill one, escape and kill two!"

The flying sword group turned around again, but this time it lowered its height and could not reach it squatted down, but if it was still standing, it would definitely not be able to escape the sword in front of the head.

Among the four sects, there were some hard bones. They stood there without fear, but were cut down by flying swords like mowed grass. When the flying sword group came back for the third time, there was no other standing disciple of the fourteen sects.

Li Ji smiled with satisfaction, looked at the two golden elixirs far away from each other, and said with a finger:

"I will kill one of you two within ten miles; if you two are within ten miles, the other one can't survive. What do you say?"

The Taoist Black Sheep sighed, took away the spiritual weapon in his hand, and sat down cross-legged, "The disciple is innocent, I, Black Sheep, are you willing to be with my disciples!"

He really had no choice. The evil-proof Gu Yanzi learned this earth-shaking good skill from nowhere, and he was completely unable to compete with it. It is true that he is a golden elixir. Because he has reached the realm of the golden elixir, his eyesight and knowledge are far beyond the crowd. The sword light has been divided into hundreds of ways. I am afraid that Xuanyuan and Yunding Elite Core Golden Pills are just like this? In addition, the body that is not invasive of water and fire, how can he fight?

A monk can admit defeat when fighting, the premise is that the other party is willing to accept it. The black sheep is so traitorous. From the two rings of Gu Yanzi, he can see that he is ruthless in attacking the evil emperor sword sect, but those who beat the drum like him like Dagushan may not be able to kill him, so he gave up resisting surrender. The older a person lives, the more he knows the value of life. As long as he lives, there is hope!

In comparison, Xue Xing was much younger than the Taoist, and her face couldn't fall down for a while. She originally wanted to join forces with Heiyang, not to say that she would win, at least she could try to make some soft words and bring back those low-level disciples of the sect by withdrawing from the dispute between Dagushan and Mingjianyu. This would also save some face. However, she didn't expect that Heiyang, who was so shameless, would admit defeat?

How can I fight alone? Xue saw that the Taoist was proud and he would not want to take the situation of death. His disciples from the group of low-level monks in the distance looked at him with a straight look, and then touched the calm and indifferent look of the lonely Yanzi in the air. Xue saw that the Taoist could no longer hold on and took the flying sword.
Chapter completed!