Killings filled the sky and fierce fighting continued.
The fierce battle is still escalating. This is a life and death battle.
On the battlefield, there is only life and death, nothing else. If you want to survive, you must crush the enemy's body.
This is a bloody night, full of desolation.
The fight in Qiandu City was in full swing, but there was no movement from the outside world.
The king-level formation diagram was extremely terrifying. Xiao Jin'er tried to send a message to Xiao Zhanpeng, but failed several times and was completely blocked by the formation.
At this point in the battle, almost no one on the battlefield was intact. Su Zhan fought with one arm, his body stained red with blood.
The Xiao Jin'er sisters were not much better. Their auras were still changing, and the spreading injuries were constantly eroding their will.
Yi Tianyang is the only one who is intact. He has comprehended the Heavenly Sword Intent, is almost invincible under Tianyuan, and has the unparalleled Nine Yang Sword Body, killing more than a dozen powerful enemies by himself.
Most of the people in Qilin Mansion were injured, and the long battle was very taxing on themselves, so they were fighting solely by willpower.
The Shenlong Cult was also severely damaged, with more than half of its casualties, but they were already outnumbered and had back-ups.
Until now, Mr. Qin Mo has not taken action.
This battle was so brutal that the people in Qilin Mansion had almost no hope.
"It's over, we're done. The people in Qilin Mansion can't hold on much longer."
"Why are you crying? You are so afraid of death."
"That's right, death is a big deal. I just regret that my cultivation is too weak and I can't fight to the death with the bastards of the Shenlong Sect. The people of Qilin Mansion shed their blood for us. They are heroes."
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In the Su family compound, despair is spreading. No one can see this battle.
to hope.
Maybe it won't take long for everyone to die, and they won't be surprised.
Su Chen, Zhuang Zhuang and Xiao Zi, were rushing towards Su's house crazily.
"For some reason, I always have a bad feeling."
Su Chen said.
"There shouldn't be any problems. The Qilin Mansion has sent so many experts to protect the Su family. Even if the Dragon Sect really attacks, they can send a message to Xiao Zhanpeng immediately."
Zhuangzhuangdao.
"No, if the Shenlong Sect knows all the situation in Qiandu City and lays out a perfect plan, it is very likely that the signal will not be transmitted."
Su Chen shook his head.
"Go back quickly."
Su Chen vibrated the divine wings of destiny, soared his speed to the extreme, and galloped through the night sky.
Su Chen rarely had that kind of ominous premonition. Today, this premonition was extremely strong. There was definitely something wrong with the Su family.
In the sky above Qiandu City, the bloody air had almost reached a viscous level. The battle between Wan Zechuan and Yu Wuhen had already started with real fire.
"Open the sky to kill."
Wan Zechuan went crazy and used a special move. His eyes were red and he was going to fight for his life.
The situation in Qilin Mansion is not optimistic. Now that the Dragon Sect is in control of the war situation, it is extremely unfavorable to them.
Tsk!
Wan Zechuan slashed Wuhen's chest with his sword, leaving a scar that was as deep as the bone.
"Hmph! I'll help you."
Mr. Qin Mo snorted coldly. He played the piano with one hand, flicked it with his fingers, and produced a sound.
Buzz…
The void shook, almost torn apart, and a magical sound wave, like a sharp blade, headed straight for Wanze River.
Wan Zechuan swung his sword to block him, and was knocked back more than ten feet, spitting out blood three times in a row.
He had just used a killing technique to injure Yu Wuhen, and before he had a chance to breathe, he was attacked by Mr. Qin Mo's piano sound.
Directly injured.
"Wan Zechuan, give up."
Mr. Qin Mo smiled.
"I have never given up in my life."
Wan Zechuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, held his sword across his chest, and prepared to fight until the last moment.
In front of the Su Family Courtyard, more and more experts from the Shenlong Cult came, and two peerless figures of the ninth level of Soaring Dragon had already appeared.
At this moment, Zhang Daoxuan was holding a spear in one hand, with dozens of wounds on his body and bleeding.
"Zhang Daoxuan, you are such a man, why not join our Shenlong Cult to protect you from death."
one person said.
"Fuck you, Zhang Daoxuan is here. If you want to enter the Su family compound, step over me."
Zhang Daoxuan's blood was shaken, and the hand holding the spear was covered in blood. The two-foot-long war spear was also covered in blood, and it was difficult to tell whether it belonged to his own or the enemy's.
"As he wishes, step over his body."
One man sneered and killed with his sword.
Zhang Dao
Waves of blood surged, Zhang Daoxuan's war spear pierced one person, but two war swords also pierced his body at the same time.
Phew~
Zhang Daoxuan spurted blood arrows and gasped for air.
"Cheung Daoxuan, look how hard you are."
The Shenlong Sect master sneered and slowly pulled out the sword from Zhang Daoxuan's body.
Kick, kick, kick!
Zhang Daoxuan retreated one after another, and retreated to the last step of the Su family's gate. He no longer cared about the wounds on his body. At this moment, Zhang Daoxuan had a ferocious face and still stood tall.
"Unless...I fall."
When Zhang Daoxuan spoke, there was blood foam in his mouth. At this moment, he was at the end of his strength.
"Elder Zhang."
Su
The warrior saw all this in his eyes, his eyes were filled with rage, and he leaned down to kill him, but was blocked by a group of masters and unable to help.
Not only him, but no one on the entire battlefield was able to help Zhang Daoxuan. The remaining members of the Shenlong Sect gathered in front of the Su family's courtyard. As long as Zhang Daoxuan fell, they would break through the Su family's gate.
What followed was hellish killing.
Buzz~
Mr. Qin Mo continued to attack with piano sounds, and one of Wan Zechuan's arms was cut off. Yu Wuhen took advantage of the situation and wanted to kill Wan Zechuan with his sword.
"Wan Zechuan, you're done."
Yu Wuhen laughed wildly.
Wan Zechuan looked up to the sky without tears, his face full of sadness: "Heaven wants to kill me."
Ahhh...
People in Qilin Mansion died one after another, and some people fought with their broken bodies, but the situation was over and it seemed that it could not be changed.
"The people in Qilin Mansion are really tough. This battle caused us a lot of losses."
"Hmph! The Su family compound will be destroyed immediately, and Zhang Daoxuan will be hacked to death with a chaotic sword."
"Don't let him die easily. Don't let him die so easily."
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A group of people approached Zhang Daoxuan little by little with joking expressions on their faces.
Hundreds of miles away, Su Chen came speeding towards him like a streak of light in the dark night.
"No, I feel the aura of the magic circle, Marde, it's a king-level magic circle."
Zhuang Zhuang exclaimed: "The Shenlong Cult has set up a magic circle, but the information inside cannot be transmitted."
Su Chen didn't say anything. He was heartbroken now. He didn't dare to think about the situation of the Su family.
ah……
With a shrill scream, Wan Zechuan's legs were cut off directly under the double attack of Mr. Qin Mo and Yu Wuhen. He fell from the air and wailed in the wreckage.
"Elder Wan."
The master of Qilin Mansion exclaimed.
Ten thousand
Zechuan was finished. This battle was completely defeated.
"Shenlong Cult, I'm going to kill your ancestors."
Yi Tianyang roared.
"No matter how hard you try, you will have to hold on to your back even if you die."
Xiao Long also roared, Wan Zechuan was beheaded, and in today's battle, no one would survive.
In front of the Su Family Courtyard, more than a dozen war swords pierced Zhang Daoxuan's body.
The severe pain that tore apart the soul and the shroud of death filled Zhang Daoxuan's body.
He held a spear in one hand, looked up at the ferocious and joking people in front of him, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Boy Su Chen, I'm sorry, I... tried my best..."
Zhang Daoxuan used up his last bit of strength, and the golden light filled his body, knocking back the people in front of him.
More than a dozen battle swords were inserted into his body. He grabbed the battle spear with both hands and forced his body to keep from falling. He whispered: "My name is Zhang...Dao...Xuan..."
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