Although the bayonet Phoenix is strong, it will suffer losses if it can't fight back with the strength of crushing like Xu Zhendong in the face of so many enemies.

Although he killed a great master and many warriors, he was still very hard.

Hear doctor Xu's call, run to this side.

The scene was in chaos, but I always heard Luo Xiaoyu's voice and swore.

He ran to Xu Zhendong's side. The pursuer was overthrown by Xu Zhendong with a wave of his hand. He vomited blood and died.

Pang Qifeng has been unable to come over, and has been besieged by many people. The efficacy of xulidan has long passed.

Xu Zhendong's figure disappeared in the same place. He only saw a figure moving towards Pang Qifeng. Where the figure passed, blood splashed and the body fell.

In the end, the fighters fighting Pang Qifeng flew to the sky with blood.

Grasp the seriously injured Pang Qifeng and return to the original position.

All personnel are here!

I saw Xu Zhendong standing in front of me, and I didn't dare to go up.

The training ground has been covered with blood and the corpses are everywhere. Hundreds of people besieged the ten people led by Xu Tianjun.

But hundreds of people dare not rush up.

"Kill

In the crowd, I don't know who yelled.

Other people also followed suit and yelled. The sound of killing was loud and mighty, like a thousand troops and horses, waving weapons.

"The beginning of the world!"

All of a sudden!

A light came out of the sky and competed with the sun. It covered the sun, and the sharp and sharp sword appeared.

It's a huge and powerful sword.

"Dragon!"

Luo Xiaoyu called excitedly. Although he had not seen Jiaolong himself, he was familiar with the sword technique and the taste.

Boom!

A loud noise, accompanied by the splash of blood, blood flying, countless bodies were cut in half, or even more, bloody meat flying.

There is a huge crack in the ground.

This sword killed at least hundreds of people, and the huge crack made people feel chilly.

The power of this sword is countless times stronger than that of Luo Xiaoyu.

Jiaolong, Liu Ruoxiang and black mark arrived.

Although the number is small, the momentum is strong. Especially the dragon, who is headed by the dragon, comes like a demon, and everyone is afraid.

This man is too murderous. He just killed hundreds of people with one sword. The cracks in the ground are very creepy.

"Who are the three?"

"I don't know. It should be Xu Tianjun's pulse."

"What kind of sect is the Beidou sect where Xu Tianjun lives? It's full of fierce people. I've never heard of another Beidou sect in the martial arts and Taoism world."

"Is Beidou sect a secluded sect?"

"Whether you have heard of it or not, whether it is a secluded sect or not, Beidou sect will not be quiet after today. There are too many strong people. There's a Xu Tianjun, and now there's another one. "

Three people walk side by side, all dare not intercept.

Even the few remaining great masters here dare not stand out.

I can only watch three people walk past.

"Those who deceive us should be punished!"

Jiaolong looked at the crowd and roared loudly. His voice was so loud that it went into everyone's ears.

He broke people's hearts. Many people were frightened by his strong momentum. They had long hair and swayed in the bloody air.

That kind of general trend does not pay attention to the people present at all.

"Duanqing sect, Xuanyun sect, Jin family, Li family, nine star sect, Baiyue sect, Tianji sect..."

Jiaolong pointed to the people present and said their sect names. Everyone was slightly shocked, and everyone named was afraid.

There are more than a dozen schools and families here, big and small.

Many people are curious that he knows so many sects, but none of them knows him.

"Today, I'm going to kill you here. In the future, I, Bai Ninglong, will step into your house and kill you without mercy!"

Jiaolong's eyes were fixed on all the people present. The sword in his hand was shining with cold light. The whole person exuded a strong momentum and kept crushing all the people present.

He who is weak in cultivation will die by vomiting blood.

"White dragon? Who is it? Why hasn't he heard of it, but he is so familiar with our sect. "

Some people in the crowd were puzzled and had never heard of the name.

When Jiaolong told the dragon group that he wanted to join Dr. Xu's Beidou sect, the dragon group suggested that he use his original name. As soon as the code name Jiaolong came out, others would know that he was a member of the dragon group.

Although he joined the Beidou sect, when the country was in trouble, the dragon group called on him to fight at any time. This was his agreement with the dragon group and his spirit as a national soldier.

"Let's all work together and kill them!"

Bai Ninglong has let them go to kill them, so no matter how they are, they are all dead. Now everyone is on the same boat, maybe they have a chance to survive.

Xu Zhendong and Jiaolong, one in front of the other, watched the crowd coming. Their swords kept climbing and the overwhelming momentum rolled over them.

The sword is as powerful as a rainbow, pointing to the sky, dazzling the sky and buzzing.

"Split Dragon - Chop!"

Both of them use the same move with one voice. They are extremely domineering. They rise in the sky and cut straight down. They are like Tiandao, destroying everything invincibly.

"Ah..."

Scream repeatedly, bloody, blood gushing like a spring, two huge cracks burst open.

No matter you are a master or a sage, you will be cut to pieces with this sword.

A sword and a river of blood.

The ground cracked, the body fell, and the voice was terrible.

Two swords came, and everyone was afraid to go up again.

"Two practitioners, do you really think that there is no one in my Jin family?"

A loud voice resounded through the whole martial arts training ground, and it was still reverberating.

Two young men with long hair came. They were tall and stern. They walked with a strong demeanor, as if they could destroy heaven and earth.

"Uncle, you are finally out."

The only remaining master of the Jin family knelt down, his face full of excitement.

Uncle appeared, Xu Tianjun and others finally died.

Hearing the master of the Jin family kneeling down and calling them uncles, it should be a long time ago. If you can make the master kneeling down, isn't that a Taoist?

Is this the one who enters the Tao?

It's so powerful.

People can't get close to walking, and it doesn't look very old. On the contrary, it has a middle-aged feeling.

Everyone stepped back.

Those who enter the Tao come, and they are saved.

"Far away! Come on

Many people take the initiative to shout that the battle of those who enter the Tao is not something they can get close to.

The crowd retreated one after another. Once they were affected, they might die at any time.

Only Xu Tianjun and his counterpart were left on the training ground.

"Are you the disciples of the Jin family?" Xu Zhendong looked at them with cold eyes and no fear.

The power of those who have entered the Tao is far from the master, but Luo Xiaoyu and others are not afraid, nor have they never seen it.

"No matter who you are, you have to pay the price of bleeding when you kill the eight masters of the Jin family. Today is your death."

One of them said confidently.

"Ridiculous, do you think you two can kill us?" Xu Zhendong said without fear.

"What about us?"

Suddenly, in the distance, there are two more people coming slowly.