"Let's go!" Yan Yun shouted!
In front of him was the melee range of the sixth level Qi Condensation Realm disciples. He did not stop, but while running for his life, he warned his fellow disciples.
The six people who were fighting to the death were stunned when they saw two more people coming closely behind Yan Yun.
These two people were Liu Xiong and the monks from the Moyuan Sect. They were originally rivals, but now they supported each other to stop the surging tide of alien beasts behind them.
At this moment, a sharp arrow roared towards him!
The Moyuan Sect monk was horrified, and noticed from the corner of his eye that this arrow was shot by Yan Yun. He couldn't believe it, and he paused and moved to one side.
Before he could take a breath, a group of alien beasts rushed towards him!
He was suddenly in a panic, and his panic was palpable.
There is no doubt that he will fall into the herd and be doomed!
When danger comes, only those who run fast have a chance of survival.
Liu Xiong breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that his safety was guaranteed, and his rejection of Yan Yun was slightly reduced.
It's a pity that Liu Xiong's arrogance will not diminish and he will eventually anger Yan Yun!
At this time, Yan Yun had released the human-faced vulture, standing on its back with a deep gaze, bending his bow and setting an arrow, pointing in the direction directly behind him.
Who will be his next target?
All the Moyuan Sect monks were panic-stricken, but they could only rush left and right to block under the pressure of the alien beasts, and their lives were already within the range pointed by Yan Yun's arrows.
Yan Yun can choose to have the entire Moyuan Sect annihilated!
This is the truth!
"Senior brother, you and I are both decent sects of Middle-earth, and I hope you will show your respect!" A monk at the sixth level of the Moyuan Sect's Qi Condensation Realm couldn't help but speak out after seeing his senior brother who was one level above him die tragically under the siege of alien beasts.
"Hmph, you have been completely defeated today, who are you qualified to ask for help?" Liu Xiong shouted!
After saying that, he used his sword to slash at a sixth-level disciple of the Moyuan Sect!
All the disciples of the seventh level of Moyuan Sect's Qi Condensation Realm are dead, how can they resist the attack of Liu Xiong, who is one level higher?
"Senior brother, I'm Mo Yu, please let me go. If you need anything, I'll give it to you with both hands!" The sixth-level monk of the Moyuan Sect's Qi Condensation Realm who had spoken before said to Yan Yun through voice transmission.
Yan Yun was moved and asked via voice transmission: "If I want the Moyuan Sect's Taoist tradition in your storage bag, would you be willing?"
This disciple of the Moyuan Sect said: "If my life is not guaranteed, what does this mere Taoism have to do with me? I only hope that my senior brother will stay in the next life."
"A word from a gentleman!" Yan Yun said.
"It's hard to chase a horse!" said the Moyuan Sect disciple.
"Very good. I can keep you out of trouble. If you break your promise, don't blame me for being ruthless. It's your own fault!"
"Senior brother, don't worry. If you can help me get to the entrance of the mine, I will give you what I have learned with both hands!"
At this time, Liu Xiong saw that Yan Yun had no intention of helping him kill the disciples of the Moyuan Sect. He also saw Yan Yun whispering to the disciples of the Yi Sect, and said angrily: "Yan Yun, what are you discussing with the enemy?"
Yan Yun looked unhappy and said: "It's about resisting the strange beasts!"
"Really?" Liu Xiong shouted: "Yan Yun obeyed the order and kept all the sixth-level disciples of Moyuan Sect here!"
Yan Yun sneered: "Why should I listen to you?"
Liu Xiong was stunned and said angrily: "I am a direct descendant of Tianzhu Peak, how dare you object!"
Yan Yun was furious and sneered: "Haha, so what, we are direct descendants of Tianzhu Peak, right? You can stay here with the strange beasts!"
Liu Xiong's eyes widened and he cursed: "Those who lead the art profession are indeed shameless people who cannot be trusted!"
"If it weren't for the Nanshan Sect's inaction, how could my ancestors have died miserably, and how could my beauty have fallen? This great Nanshan Sect, in my opinion, is just a bunch of scumbags. Although they are in the upper echelons, they are really in the lower echelons and must be overthrown! "Yan Yun shouted loudly using the sound transmission technique!
"Peng Yang, Fu Zhen, and Xiao Mian listen to the order, Yan Yun is a spy, kill him quickly!" Liu Xiong issued an order to the three sixth-level disciples of the Nanshan Sect's Qi Condensation Realm.
The three of them were stunned at first, but then they followed the order and pounced on Yan Yun!
"Seeking death!" Yan Yun clenched his fist with his right hand, and four sword qi condensed from between his fingers. With another wave, the four sword qi silently pointed at Liu Xiong.
He once again communicated with the Ghost King in the Netherworld Soul Flag and released a large number of dead souls, trapping three Nanshan Sect disciples who had joined forces to attack!
"Evil magic!" Nanshan Sect disciples shouted wildly.
The three Nanshan Sect disciples are one level lower than Yan Yun. Working together, they may be able to compete with Yan Yun. Under the attack of the dead souls flying in the sky, they have become fish on the chopping board. No matter how wonderful their magic and magical powers are, It is also difficult to cast.
One of the Nanshan Sect disciples tried to release the Four Evil Talisman to drive away the souls of the dead. How could Yan Yun give him a chance?
The gun came out like a dragon and immediately pierced the man's throat!
"Who are you?" Liu Xiong's heart palpitated and his voice changed.
Yan Yun didn't answer, and used three more Four Evil Talismans to seal all the way back in the intertwining fire and thunder.
Screams and beast roars became a chaotic mess, and basket-sized boulders fell one after another from the top of the mine...
Except for Yan Yun and Mo Yu, all the monks were caught in the double attack of the strange beasts and the Four Evil Talismans...
At the same time, Yan Yun drove the human-faced vulture, stretched out his evil-slaying spear, and galloped out of the mine with Mo Yu.
Mo Yu was a trustworthy person. He touched the storage bag, took out three jade charms, and threw them at Yan Yun.
Yan Yun caught it with his hand and said with a smile: "You cashed in so quickly, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
Mo Yu smiled bitterly and said: "If senior brother wants to kill me, I have no power to resist, so I won't do this useless trouble."
"Can you keep today's matter a secret?"
"Senior brother, don't worry. I have something in my senior brother's hands. How dare I go against it?"
"In this battle, I need to ensure that the Nanshan Sect has the upper hand. You can turn a blind eye to the casualties of your fellow sects."
"Hey...that's all we can do..."
Mo Yu saw that the beast behind him was still some distance away from him and that his life was not in danger, so he let go of his grip on the Evil Punishing Spear.
Obviously, he deliberately stayed behind and let Yan Yun handle the matters ahead.
Yan Yun smiled calmly and quickly approached the place where the fifth-level Qi Condensation Realm disciples were fighting fiercely.
At the entrance of the mine, Fairy Ziyuan and Wu Xiu each occupied a futon and sat upright.
Behind the two of them, Qi Condensation Realm disciples led by Lingtai Realm monks lined up and were waiting eagerly.
"Fairy Ziyuan, do we want to make a bet?" Wu Xiuxiao asked, as if she was confident.
"Please let me know, senior brother." Fairy Ziyuan was wary and did not dare to agree.
In previous years, in the competition between Nanshan Sect and Moyuan Sect in the Soul Seizing Society, Moyuan Sect had a slight advantage.
During this melee in the abandoned mine, Fairy Ziyuan was really unsure of how many resources her sect could obtain.
As usual, she and Wu Xiu would handle the matter on the spot, and both parties could come up with their own questions. When Wu Xiu proposed a confrontation method, she strongly opposed it. The two sides could not agree on the matter, and the final decision could only be made by drawing lots.
Unfortunately, Fairy Ziyuan failed to gain the upper hand during the drawing of lots, and the entire competition could only be carried out according to Wu Xiu's will.
"One soul horn as a bet!" Wu Xiudao.
"How did senior brother know that there was a spirit horn in my storage bag?" Fairy Ziyuan asked.
"Fairy, dare I swear to God that there is no such thing in the storage bag?" Wu Xiu said calmly.
"Senior brother, do you know how much risk it takes to obtain a spiritual horn?"
"Of course I know that the materials I use for gambling will be no less than this."
"I wonder what kind of bet senior brother plans to use to match it?" Fairy Ziyuan was worried again, and she couldn't admit defeat in her aura, lest she fall into the sect's style.
"A bottle of the blood of the Jade Blood Crystal Eye Beast!" Wu Xiu said firmly.
"I really didn't expect that my senior brother would take such good care of me and even think about where my skills have reached."
"Haha, is Fairy Ziyuan sure of me?"
"Everything has accidents, so I would like to congratulate you in advance, senior fellow apprentice. If you fail to steal the chicken, you will end up losing a handful of rice."
"I'm afraid the fairy won't be able to fulfill her wish."
The scene became quiet, and the two men waited quietly for the melee in the mine to decide the winner.
Not long after, the disciples of the Moyuan Sect from the first to the fifth level of Qi Condensation Realm drove the sweat-blood divine horse out of the entrance of the mine. There were lingering fears on their faces, but fortunately, their lives were saved. There were as many as six people in the group. people.
"Thank you for your hard work, let's return to the team!" Wu Xiu looked happy. It was the Moyuan Sect's blessing that a disciple came out of the cave safely. What's more important is that not a single disciple of the Nanshan Sect has walked out yet.
Fairy Ziyuan's face darkened, her brows and eyes revealed a fierce look, and she seemed to be unable to control herself.
The world is about to be in chaos. This is not a secret among high-level monks. She has followed the order of her ancestors and left seclusion. If the Nanshan Sect is completely wiped out in this soul seizing meeting, she will not be able to explain to the sect.
"Fairy Ziyuan, the Lingxi Horn has been fulfilled..." Wu Xiu raised his head and laughed, "Fairy, please don't regret it."
"Humph! Senior brother is so sure that no disciple of my Nanshan Sect survived in this mine?" Fairy Ziyuan asked back.
"It's obvious at a glance. The fairy has already made up his mind, so why bother insisting on it?"
"Wait for a moment, if it is as senior brother said, I am willing to admit defeat!"
"good!"
Wu Xiu was smiling, her body was leaning back, and she was sitting in a relaxed and peaceful posture.
But the smile on his face quickly turned stiff because the Nanshan Sect disciples appeared.
What's more, he was shocked to discover that the reason why the Moyuan Sect disciples walked out of the mine first was because they were being chased by this group of Nanshan Sect disciples and had to escape.
Led by Yan Yun, a total of thirteen disciples from the Nanshan Sect from the first to the seventh level of Qi Condensation Realm filed out. Only the sixth level disciple did not appear.
Judging from the number of disciples on both sides, Nanshan Sect disciples are more than double those of Moyuan Sect disciples.
Fairy Ziyuan's face, which had just been covered with frost, had a smile like a flower and a voice like a nightingale. She smiled and said: "Senior Brother Wu Xiu, it seems that your wishful thinking has failed!"
Wu Xiuwan did not expect such an incident. He glared at the disciples of our sect and asked, "Why did you get out of the mine so quickly? Isn't this battle related to our sect's resources?"
The implication of Wu Xiu's words is that these disciples of the sect did not intercept and kill the Nanshan sect disciples at the entrance of the mine, which was an extremely failed consideration.
How did he know that when Yan Yun and a group of Nanshan Sect disciples attacked fiercely, they were defenseless and saving their lives was the only option.
All the Moyuan Sect disciples were blushing, lowered their heads, and did not dare to speak.
After a while, Mo Yu emerged from the mine entrance sweating profusely.
"Are there any disciples of my sect here?" Wu Xiu asked.
