The disciples of Xuantian Sect held weapons in their hands, jumped out of the battleship one after another, flew downwards, and immediately fought with the disciples of Zhantian Sect.
The disciples Xuantian Sect sent out this time were all with cultivation levels above the Immortal Realm. The number was not too large, less than 30,000. However, these 30,000 people entered the Zhantian Sect's camp like tigers and sheep.
Like a swarm, they are invincible. In a short time, the ground has turned into a mountain of corpses and a river of blood.
The comprehensive strength of the Zhantian Sect is not as good as the current Qingyun Sword Sect. How can it withstand the crazy rush of the Xuantian Sword Sect? No matter how thorough the Zhantian Sect's plan is, the disciples who rush out in a group are instantly killed by Xuantian.
The disciples of Jian Zong rushed to pieces.
Jieyang found a disciple of the Zhantian Sect who was also at the pinnacle of the Taizhen Realm. The two of them did not say anything and just killed each other. Jieyang rose into the sky with a long sword in his hand, raised the sword high, and attacked this disciple of the Zhantian Sect.
The master of Taizhen Realm chopped it down.
Jieyang's long sword shines brightly, carrying unparalleled sword energy, and is as high-spirited as the God of War descending to earth. The disciples of the Zhantian Sect no longer have the courage to continue fighting. They are following the sect's instructions and wholeheartedly
Thinking about how to escape from the siege.
This disciple of the Zhantian Sect hurriedly moved aside. Jieyang's long sword grazed the man's shoulder and struck him down. The sword energy on the long sword roared towards the ground. A battle was also taking place on the ground.
The sword energy from Jieyang fell, and the sword energy entered the bodies of hundreds of Zhantian Sect disciples, destroying these people's bodies crazily.
Touch! Touch! Touch!
Continuous sounds came out, and the bodies of hundreds of people were destroyed by the sword energy and exploded. Like fireworks blooming in the sky, the entire Zhantian Sect sky was filled with blood mist, full of the smell of blood and killing.
This disciple of the Zhantian Sect did not look back and flew straight out of the battlefield. Jieyang also chased after him. In the blink of an eye, he flew hundreds of miles away and was finally caught up by Jieyang.
Seeing that they could not escape Jieyang's pursuit, the disciples of the Zhantian Sect no longer ran away blindly. They quickly turned around and fought with Jieyang. While fighting, they shouted loudly: "Xuantian Sect, you can't do this.
Kill them all.”
Jieyang sneered and said: "Boy, you deserve to be unlucky for being involved in such a sect. You still want me to let you go, so just accept your fate."
Although he was talking, the long sword did not slow down at all, and was still attacking quickly. Not to mention, this disciple of the Zhantian Sect was really good at saving lives. He could barely escape Jieyang's fatal blow every time.
With one blow, it was really difficult for Jieyang to end the battle quickly.
The fight was dragged on for a long time. Jieyang felt a little anxious. He turned his head and looked into the distance. Shen Qianqiu killed another person, which made him even more anxious. He attacked his opponent with the long sword in his hand desperately.
Although the disciple of the Zhantian Sect was entangled here by Jieyang, he was always looking for opportunities to escape. Seeing that Jieyang was a little impatient and kept looking away, the man made a feint and fled far away.
When Jieyang saw it, he suddenly became angry and shouted: "Boy, stop here, I'll see where you go to escape."
This pursuit was another hundred miles away. When they caught up again, they were already more than 200 miles away from the main battlefield of the Zhantian Sect. At this moment, the disciple of the Zhantian Sect suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Jieyang and stopped running away.
He was still sneering incessantly.
Jieyang's spiritual consciousness scanned the surroundings, and he suddenly found that behind him, there was another Taizhen Realm master from the Zhantian Sect rushing towards him. Under the attack from both sides, Jieyang felt a little nervous. One against two, but Jieyang didn't.
If you have any confidence, the situation will immediately turn against you.
Not long after, the disciples of the Zhantian Sect behind him caught up with him, and this man was heard saying to the disciples of the Zhantian Sect in front of Jieyang: "Brother, the two of us join forces to kill this man."
"Okay, junior brother, you came at the right time. This guy has been chasing me for a long time and keeps pestering me. This is not a place to stay for a long time. It's better to kill him and run away as soon as possible."
After the two men finished speaking, they outflanked Jieyang one after another. Jieyang was immediately in danger and was killed by the two men in a hurry. For Jieyang, the current situation was very worrying.
Not long after, Jieyang's forehead was already sweating, and his parrying speed began to slow down. If this continues, Jieyang may really fall here.
Although it is only two hundred miles away from the main battlefield, everyone's consciousness is enough to scan here, but in this extraordinary period, no one will scan everywhere with their consciousness for no reason. Everyone has his own opponent, and no one has any extra thoughts.
Looking away distractedly.
When Jieyang was chasing the disciples of Zhantian Sect, he once glanced at Shen Qianqiu. At that time, Shen Qianqiu happened to kill one person. Seeing Jieyang getting further and further away from the battlefield, Shen Qianqiu felt a pinch of sweat for Jieyang.
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Shen Qianqiu was not worried about his junior brother's safety, so he did not find another opponent to fight with. He turned around and chased Jieyang. Just in time, Jieyang was besieged by two people from the Zhantian Sect. Shen Qianqiu hurriedly shouted: "Junior brother, hold your position, senior brother.
Come to help you."
Shen Qianqiu's loud shout was like a thunderbolt exploding in the sky. The man who was the first to fight with Jieyang couldn't help but panic. Just as he was stunned, Jieyang's long sword had already stabbed him in the heart.
puff!
The long sword pierced the opponent's heart. The tip of the sword entered from the front and came out from the back. The wrist holding the sword was twisted, and the heart was shattered into pieces. Just like this, the sword energy rushed into the Niwan Palace, along with the soul.
perished together.
At this time, Shen Qianqiu had already caught up with another person, and killed his opponent with his sword in three strokes. Jieyang stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, feeling really scared.
Shen Qianqiu looked at Jieyang's expression and said solemnly: "Junior brother, you can't leave so far alone in the future. It was so dangerous just now, I almost died."
"Yes, thank you very much, senior brother," Jieyang said sincerely: "If senior brother hadn't arrived in time, junior brother would really have died."
After Jieyang said this, Shen Qianqiu felt relieved and his tone of voice softened: "Junior brother, we senior brothers don't have to be so polite. Just be careful next time."
The two returned to Zhantian Sect, where the battle was going on fiercely. Whether on the ground or in the air, there were shouts and screams everywhere, and from time to time limbs and heads would fly into the distance.
The total number of Zhantian Sect's total number of disciples is fifty thousand, and the number of disciples above the Immortal Realm is less than 20,000. However, the Xuantian Sect has sent out thirty thousand disciples above the Immortal Realm this time. In a one-to-one situation, there are more than 20,000 disciples.
With 10,000 disciples, dealing with 30,000 disciples who cannot fly is like chopping melons and vegetables.
The disciples of the Zhantian Sect below the Immortal Realm were quickly killed by the Xuantian Sect disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortal Realm, leaving no one alive. The leader of the Zhantian Sect was fighting with an elder of the Xuantian Sect, his eyes
Occasionally, he looked around and saw that all the low-level disciples had died. His heart was bleeding, his eyes instantly turned red, and he was about to lose his mind.
The two sides are fighting, and their cultivation levels are almost the same. The most taboo thing is to lose your mind. Once you lose your mind, you will delay your judgment of the opponent's martial arts. Such a fight does not allow for the slightest distraction, but the Zhantian Sect leader is guilty of this.
It's a taboo for monks.
puff!
There was a slight delay in judging the opponent's martial arts. The long sword of the Xuantian Sect elder had already pierced his forehead. With a flip of his wrist, the Niwan Palace was immediately shattered, and his soul was completely destroyed.
The leader of the Zhantian Sect died, and the disciples of the Zhantian Sect lost even more fighting spirit. Only a few strong ones were still resisting tenaciously, and most of the remaining people were either killed or surrendered.
Liu Xingyu broke through to the middle stage of True God before going to Qingyun Sword Sect. As soon as the battle between the two factions began, two True Body level elders died under his sword. Liu Xingyu looked elsewhere and happened to see an elder from his sect.
Besieged by two other Zhantian Sect elders.
Liu Xingyu shouted: "Second Elder, don't panic, I'm here to help you." As the voice fell, he took a step forward and was behind the opponent in an instant. The sword in his hand was as fast as lightning and went straight to the opponent's back.
Stab away.
Liu Xingyu's joining immediately relieved the pressure on the second elder. In a one-on-one situation, he immediately switched from defense to offense. The Zhantian Sect elder who was fighting against him immediately fell into passivity.
Fights between true gods are extremely destructive. A little bit of sword energy can kill a monk in the immortal realm instantly. Therefore, their fights are all at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Even so, the sword energy is
The aftermath fell to the ground, causing many low-level monks to be seriously injured.
He is worthy of being the great elder of Xuantian Sect. The long sword in his hand is simply unpredictable. When he swings the long sword, it seems ordinary, but in fact, every sword strike contains amazing divine power. If Liu Xingyu is struck by Liu Xingyu,
If the long sword touches one point, it will result in death or injury.
This elder of the Zhantian Sect has already consumed too much divine power. If he continues to fight Liu Xingyu, he will definitely be killed by Liu Xingyu's sword before long.
At this moment, a two-story attic of the Zhantian Sect suddenly exploded. Brick and tile fragments continued to fly in all directions. From the collapsed attic, an extremely huge aura swept out to the surroundings.
A thin figure shot out from the collapsed attic. He held a long sword in his hand and stabbed Liu Xingyu. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "Qingquan, don't worry, my uncle is here to save you."
Liu Xingyu looked closely, and it turned out that this was a strong man at the peak of the True God. Liu Xingyu did not expect that the Zhantian Sect actually hid such a strong man. Fortunately, he was prepared when he came, otherwise, he would have eaten one today.
Big loss.
Liu Xingyu didn't have the confidence to fight with this powerful man at the peak of the True God. He had just entered the middle stage and was still far away from the late stage. To deal with such a person, he would naturally have a backup plan prepared in advance. After thinking about it, he would not hesitate to ask for help.
The warships moored in the distance retreated.
The true god peak powerhouse from the Zhantian Sect was chasing after him, and he was about to catch up with Liu Xingyu. At this time, a man flew out from the Xuantianzong battleship, holding a long sword, and faced the man from the Zhantian Sect directly.