Bang! Bang...

I do not know how long it has been.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a shattering sound, and a crack finally appeared on the light curtain.

Tianyang Sword Ancestor's pupils shrank, and he quickly controlled the energy beads to repair them.

"attack!"

Xue Gang and others, on the other hand, spotted the flaw and attacked wildly, using a large amount of energy to focus on the location of the crack.

Bang! Bang...

Under the continuous fierce attacks of the three Holy Spirit realms, even if Tianyang Sword Ancestor tried his best, he still could not save the defeat. Soon, the cracks became wider and wider.

From one crack, it quickly spread to several, dozens, and more and more.

at last--

boom!

There was an explosion, and the light curtain exploded, leaving a huge hole. Then, with the gap as the center, cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, covering most of the light curtain.

"Break it for me!"

Xue Gang roared, his momentum was like a rainbow, and the three of them took action at the same time.

Bang!!

There was a roar, like an avalanche, and large areas of the light curtain shattered, energy splashed everywhere, and finally, the sect-protecting formation collapsed completely.

"kill!"

Xue Gang shouted coldly, and with murderous intent, he rushed out first.

"Kill, capture Tianjian Sect, don't leave anyone behind!"

Lu Ming roared and led everyone to kill the Tianjian Sect.

"Fight them!"

"Swear to defend the Tianjian Sect to the death!"

"Kill one to get enough money, kill two to earn one!"

Jian Feiliu and others' eyes turned red, and they faced the enemy with determination to die.

"Old guy, take my sword!"

Xue Gang shouted low, his breath surged wildly, his artistic conception burst out, and he suddenly slashed out with his sword.

laugh!!

There was a sound of tearing in the air, and a dazzling golden sword light shot out of the air, slashing towards the Tianyang Sword Ancestor.

"Tianyang Slash!"

Tianyang Sword Ancestor's expression condensed, his aura erupted, and surging flames rose up all over his body. The scorching void twisted and deformed. Behind him, he could vaguely see the shadow of a scorching sun.

This is exactly the artistic conception of Tianyang Sword Ancestor, the blazing sun artistic conception, which can be regarded as an advancement of the fire artistic conception.

Then he slashed out with his sword, and a blazing sword light flew out.

Bang!!

In the blink of an eye, two sword lights met, and with a shocking roar, a beam of energy shot up into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds. The two auras collided and clashed wildly, and the golden and red lights squeezed and consumed each other.

Bang!

There was an explosion, setting off a surging wave of energy that rolled out and shook the void.

Touch! Touch...

A figure stepped on the void and retreated backwards. It was the Tianyang Sword Ancestor.

On the other side, Xue Gang just took a few steps back, then stamped his foot, with a shocking momentum, and stormed out again.

Bang!!

With a shocking roar, Tianyang Sword Ancestor retreated again, and Xue Gang took advantage of the situation to pursue and launched a fierce attack. For a time, Tianyang Sword Ancestor was defeated one after another and was unable to parry.

"Jian Feiliu, today is your death day! Die!"

On the other side, Lu Ming smiled ferociously, stepped on the void, held a golden spear in his hand, and suddenly shot out, sweeping across thousands of troops. A golden spear light hundreds of meters long swept out, causing a thunderous sonic boom.

.

"Heaven-Splitting Slash!"

Jian Feiliu's expression was solemn, he exploded with all his strength, his sword intent soared into the sky, and he tried his best to strike out with his sword.

Suddenly, a shocking sword energy shot through the air and collided directly with the spear light.

Bang!!

There was a roar, and the space trembled violently. The next moment, the sword energy shattered, the energy shot out wildly, and the remaining gun light swept across Jian Feiliu's body.

puff!

Spurting out a large mouthful of blood, Jian Fei Liu's body was shaken and he retreated wildly, his face pale.

Originally, Jian Feiliu and Lu Ming were both at the half-step Holy Spirit realm, basically a 50-50 split. But now, Jian Feiliu is seriously injured and cannot even exert half of his combat power. He is not Lu Ming's at all.

opponent.

At the same time, fierce fighting was taking place in other places.

However, in general, the Tianjian Sect was completely at a disadvantage, and people kept dying. Whether it was the number of people or the strength, Huangji Palace was superior to the Tianjian Sect, not to mention the Thunder Prison Sect to help.

Long Yunfei held the sword in his hand, his aura was fierce, he raised and lowered the sword, and struck fiercely. Wherever he passed, Tianjian Sect disciples were constantly being killed. With one strike of the sword, dozens of lives were harvested.

As for Cang Xuan, in order to please Huangji Palace and show his loyalty, he also worked hard to deal with his former friends from the same sect without mercy. Not long after, twenty or thirty disciples of the Tianjian Sect died under his hands. Among them,

Also included was an elder who had worked with him.

"Jian Feiliu, if I take your head, the Tianjian Sect will almost be destroyed!"

Lu Mingsen smiled coldly, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes. He stepped on his foot and turned into a bright spear light, which shot out and pointed directly at the sword.

"Protect the sect leader!"

At this time, some elders who were fighting fiercely saw this and hurriedly flew over to block Lu Ming's route.

"Go away!"
Chapter completed!