As soon as the Xuantian Taoist emerged, he immediately trapped the three masters in the formation. He reluctantly said, "Go away quickly, I don't know how long I can trap them."
Qin Xiao quickly stepped forward and carried the Taoist Xuantian on his back. The four of them spread their feet and ran forward. Behind him, the huge formation was still roaring with thunder and fog.
At dawn, the four of them finally walked out of the forest that could not be seen at first sight. A great avenue appeared in front of them. In the distance, a small village appeared in sight. Qin Xiao said excitedly: "I can finally see the crowd."
His movement trembled the whole body of Dao Ren Xuantian on his back, and covered his mouth and coughed violently. Dao Ren Xuantian said angrily: "Boy, can you be gentle? If you are bumped like this for a few more times, Dao Ren will die young."
"Ah, I'm sorry!" Qin Xiao apologized quickly.
Ning Bugui and Ling Haotian were both exhausted and panting. They had been exhausted for so long and had not been well cared for. They were already at the end of their strength. If there was any deviation, the consequences would probably be unimaginable.
Among the four, Qin Xiao is probably the best in the situation. He fell into the Altar of Ten Thousand Skulls when he was seriously injured and dying. He was once he was healed by a mysterious master. At this moment, except for a little tired, he was not seriously injured.
"Senior Brother, which direction are we going?" Ling Haotian looked around and asked.
Ning Bugui frowned and looked around, saying, "Walking to the left, it is almost close to the sphere of influence of Chanjue Temple. My Chaoyang Sect and Chanjue Temple have always been better. I believe they will not sit idly by."
In the void, a sword light suddenly broke through the air. The three of them were extremely alert and immediately jumped away to both sides. The sword light immediately exploded on the ground, leaving a long trace. Hundreds of people suddenly rushed out from all over the world, surrounding the four people tightly.
"Haha, Ning Bugui, you finally figured it out. It depends on your appearance. You should be seriously injured. As long as you kill you, our Heavenly Demon Palace will definitely be appreciated by Lord Demon Lord." A man covered in demonic energy rushed out first.
"Fuck, Ning Bugui's head is mine. As long as he is killed, our left guardian will definitely accept me as a disciple of the closed party." A young man came. Judging from his clothes, he was from the Wuji Sect. Wei Wuya and Ning Zhiyang had a grudge against the broken arm. It is not difficult to imagine why there were disciples from the Wuji Sect here.
"Ning Bugui is the prey of the Phantom Demon Sect. You should stop snatching people from our Phantom Demon Sect."
"Hmph, there are already three demon kings among the twelve demon kings who have spoken out. If the disciples in the demon path can kill Ning Bugui, they can not only join their commands as demon generals, but also become the devil's personal disciples. Who doesn't want such tempting conditions?"
This group of mobs rushed out and did not kill people first, but thought about who could kill Ning Bugui first. Ning Bugui's face was a little subtle. When he fell to letting these mobs comment on who should kill him, it was also a big blame for the fact that the few people looked too embarrassed, which made these people feel that there was no threat.
"Oh no, how could you meet these small minions here?" Ling Haotian had a calm face. If they were usually not afraid of these third-rate small characters, they were all seriously injured at this time.
"I'll go, Master Dao didn't take the scumbags of the Phantom Demon Sect seriously when I was at the bottom of the world. Now they dare to take the blame." Xuan Tiandao cursed with a huge popularity.
Speaking of the Phantom Demon Sect, in recent years, the cultivation world is considered to be the best. The sect has a huge momentum and a large number of people. Unfortunately, it is only a large number of people. In a large sect, even the sect leader is just a person in the state of concentration. He has no sign of any major events happening everywhere, and he has no way to do anything. Most famous sects disdain to argue with them. They are famous soy sauce parties, but they have not yet caused any major events that should not be caused, so they can survive. I have to say that this is also a miracle.
"Why do you guys talk so much nonsense to them? Let's go together, relying on your own skills. Who can kill Ning Bugui is considered to be great?" a young man in black suddenly said.
Suddenly, a melee broke out. Ning Bugui's long sword was unsheathed, and a dazzling light burst out and rushed into the crowd. Even though he was seriously injured now, he was still the Ning Bugui who could not be underestimated. Ling Haotian sacrificed hundreds of long swords behind him and joined the battle circle. Wherever the sword passed, the sword light flashed and looked down on him. Those who had weak cultivation were injured under the Ling Haotian's sword in just a few breaths.
Qin Xiao, carrying the Xuantian Taoist, seemed to be slowing down. He was like a afterimage, rushed into the crowd in an instant. The black iron sword in his hand opened and closed, and chopped everyone, regardless of whether it was hit or not. He just stayed in one place for a moment, and disappeared in an instant, changing to the next place.
Even though the three of them are quite powerful, there are too many of them, and there are more of them who are not inferior to Ling Haotian's cultivation level. Although these people are covered in spiritual power and their skills are chaotic, they can't stand the cultivation level being forcibly improved with pills or secret techniques, but they can't stand the appearance of so many people when they are exhausted.
The sound of killing was shouting, the sword energy broke through the air, and the screams kept ringing, and the scene was in chaos. Suddenly, a figure transformed into three afterimages in the void, and appeared behind Ning Bugui in an instant, and three sword energy were shot out at the same time. Ning Bugui swung his sword to block it. Then, the sword energy he resisted was just an illusion, and the sword energy he was slashed in his chest by the sword energy, and blood was suddenly spilled all over the ground. It was actually from the Li family. Ning Bugui groaned and staggered back a few steps. The long sword in his hand was not at all weak, and a dazzling light burst out, and the fiery red sword light swallowed several people in an instant.
He flew up in the air, the sword let out a low moan, and suddenly a sudden sense of fighting spirit broke out all over his body. The five-meter-long sword light condensed on the sword, and the murderous aura rushed straight into the sky, and a sword slashed straight into the crowd.
With a "boom", several people were swallowed by this dazzling sword energy in an instant. Seeing that Ning Bugui was so brave, the people around him were hesitant. The weapons in his hands gradually slowed down. The war god Ning Bugui was invincible. Among the younger generation of masters, they left too many legends, and they couldn't help but feel a little timid.
"Damn, who said Ning Bugui was seriously injured and was about to die?"
"Yes, look at him so powerful, he was besieged by so many of us and only suffered one sword!"
"Are we cheated? Who is the one who released the news? I'm going to kill him."
The sword in Ning Bugui's hand did not slow down at all. After he landed on the ground, he slashed a dazzling sword energy behind him, blocking several attacks for Ling Haotian. He suddenly shook his body and spit out a mouthful of blood, forcibly activate the spiritual power. Ning Bugui's injury worsened again.
"Look, he vomited blood. No matter how powerful Ning Bugui is, he can't stop so many of us. Everyone should come." In the crowd, I don't know who shouted again.
"Ah!" Two disciples of the Phantom Demon Sect raised their swords and rushed towards Ning Bugui.
Ning Bugui covered his chest, feeling that his spiritual power was chaotic and he could hardly hold on. His cold eyes swept across the two people who rushed over. The two people felt cold all over, as if they were staring at a god of death. The two disciples of the Phantom Demon Sect immediately put down their weapons, and one of them said: "Actually, we are peace-loving people, who come specifically to help the weak."
Another person quickly responded: "Yes, yes, we are from the Red Cross. We would rather not come to trouble you. You see, you are vomiting blood. We have the best medicine here, do you want it?"
"Get out!" Ning Bugui said sternly.
"Oh my god!" The two of them immediately turned around and ran away.