The innate true essence turns into flames.

The disciples of the Saint Maiden Palace were instantly burned by the fire, and they fought with their true energy to fight back, but even so, many disciples were still burned directly.

"ah!"

"My skirt!"

"Clothes...the clothes are burned out!"

The disciples of the Holy Maiden Palace screamed.

Qianshanxue's eyes turned and looked again in the direction of the peach wood cage trapped by Yan Ning. When the flames rose in his eyes, there was another anxiety.

Because no one knows more about Yan Ning’s true situation than her.

From a certain perspective, Yan Ning now does have some mysterious power, but this power does not seem to change Yan Ning's physique.

Simply put, Yan Ning is a ball of paper wrapped in fire.

It may be broken at any time!

And the Qi sword that was attacked by a peach blossom just now is absolutely powerful.

"What's going on with your husband?" Qianshanxue was anxious. When she looked at Yan Ning's direction, she happened to see thirty disciples from the National Master's Mansion reaching the peach wood cage.

"don't want!"

Qianshanxue kicked under her feet and rushed towards Yan Ning quickly.

However, the disciples of the Saint Maiden Palace quickly formed a sword formation again and blocked her. Obviously, they had no intention of retreating.

Fifty disciples, plus one innate late stage...

Even if Qianshan Snow is the peak of the innate realm, it must be kept!

"kill!"

The disciple of the Saint Maiden Palace dances with a long sword.

And in the distance.

The disciples of the National Master's Mansion also raised various weapons in their hands.

"kill!"

Thirty disciples from the National Master's Mansion rushed up.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

Two rays of light, one green and one white, flew out from the gaps in the peach wood cage.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Two sword lights flashed.

Two disciples from the National Master's Mansion fell seriously injured.

Bai Susu and Xiaoqing stood in front of the peach wood cage, with fierce light flashing in their eyes, and blood dripping from the two long swords.

"A snake demon?"

"And another maid?!"

"Kill them!"

The disciples of the National Master's Mansion looked cold and they rushed up immediately.

At the same time, at the location of Dongshan, the disciples of Zhanbei and Zhannan Temples such as Zhanbei were also stopped by Han Meimei.

"Get out of the way, I want to save people!" Zhan Bei shouted loudly, and a lightning flashed out of the sword behind him. There was no intention of delaying at all, so he took action directly.

"Swoosh!"

Han Meimei jumped up from the dark horse.

At the same time, when you touch your palms, you will find four flying knives of different shapes and sizes, and then your hands will shake forward.

"Swoosh swish swish swish!"

Four sounds of breaking through the air sounded.

This is not an ordinary flying knife technique, but is produced according to the different shapes and sizes of the flying knife. In this way, four different sounds of breaking through the air naturally occur.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the speed and strength of these four flying knives after taking action are completely different, including fast and slow, strong and weak, which makes it extremely difficult to defend.

"Be careful!" Zhan Nan shouted immediately.

"bite!"

"Ding Ding!"

Three light sounds.

Three flying knives were blocked by Zhanbei Three Swords.

However, the fourth flying knife stabbed his thigh, causing his body to lose balance in an instant and fell to the ground.

"I have no intention of being an enemy of you. I am just following the order of my family teacher to not let you go!" Han Meimei's body fell back to the dark horse, and four different flying knives appeared in her hand.

"Nonsense, Yan Ning is my great country!" Zhan Nan drew his sword and went up, and lightning flashed on the blade, as if a flash of lightning was slashed in the air.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

"Swoosh!"

Four flying knives attacked again.

However, Han Meimei's body did not sit on the dark horse anymore, but instead jumped desperately while flying knife attacking.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Four sounds sounded softly.

Zhan Nan slashed the long sword in his hand and instantly slashed four hidden weapons. At the same time, a ray of lightning slashed on the dark horse like a crescent moon.

"hiss!!"

The black horse raised his front legs and made a long neigh. Then, his eyes turned black and his "plop" and knelt in front of Zhan Nan, spitting white foam out of his mouth.

"Xiao Hei, what's wrong with you, Xiao Hei?" Han Meimei's big eyes flashed with a hint of unbearableness. She wanted to rush forward, but she understood that she did not have the advantage in close combat.

"Everyone goes together, but be careful, this woman is very good at flying swords!" Zhan Nanke no matter what Xiao Hei is not Xiao Hei, he knew the importance of time now.

"kill!"

Twenty disciples from the Temple of War rushed up immediately.

Han Meimei turned around and ran without any hesitation. However, after running about ten steps, she suddenly shook her hand and took six flying knives.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh swish swish swish swish swish!"

"Oh, my grass...my ass!"

"ah!!!"

Two screams immediately rang out.

Then, there were four light sounds, obviously, these six flying knives directly made two disciples of the War God Temple lie on the ground.

"Damn it!" Zhan Bei got up from the ground at this time. It was really humiliating. From this trip to the nameless Black Mountain, he had been enduring humiliation in humiliation.

Now I finally saw the opportunity...

Yes, is he the first to hide?

I can't bear it!

"Anan, this woman wants to delay time. You lead the team to save people, I'll deal with her!" Zhan Bei gritted his teeth and pulled out the flying knife from his thigh.

"Abei, you can't deal with her alone!" Zhan Nan replied immediately.

"Don't worry, I can't die!"

"Okay!" Zhan Nan nodded, then looked behind him again: "You five stay, the others will come with me to save Yan Ning!"

"yes!"

Five disciples stayed, while the other dozen others rushed towards Yan Ning's direction with Zhan Nan.

"Don't think about it!" Han Meimei immediately turned around and pulled six flying knives in her hand again. When she was about to take action, she felt a sound of breaking through the air on the left.

As a master of flying knives.

She was naturally extremely familiar with this sound, almost instinctively, so she rolled sideways and avoided a cold light flying over.

"bite!"

There is a cold nail on the tree.
To be continued...