Chapter 1643

"Zhong Guiyi, I will tear you to pieces!"

GUI Zhengrong's eyes were bloodshot, his face was red, and his anger reached the extreme.

Originally, without Zhong Guiyi's rebellion, the high-level members of the limitless sect, including himself, could have fought against Lu Xiongfei and others.

Even if the Supreme Master GUI Jiuding is really temporarily trapped, as long as he can get out of the way in time and join hands with others like himself, he can easily reverse the situation. By then, Lu Xiongfei and others will not even have the chance to escape.

However, at present, in addition to him, three of the four elders have fallen, the only Zhong Guiyi rebelled, and only half of the eight deacons are left.

In the face of strong men such as Lu Xiongfei, such strength is somewhat weak.

Once they fall or run away, even if the elder comes back, a person is unable to return to heaven.

The current situation depends on how long we have been able to sustain ourselves.

If we can hold on to the return of the supreme elder, then not only will the clan be protected, but also Lu Xiongfei and others will die without a burial place. From then on, wushuangcheng will be completely controlled by the wuliangzong.

If these people are killed before the return of the supreme elder, the boundless sect is likely to face the fate of destruction.

He was angry and unwilling, so he vented all his anger to Zhong Guiyi.

He roared and slapped his right hand, trying to turn Zhong Guiyi into a puddle of meat.

Zhong Guiyi knows that he is not GUI Zhengrong's opponent. How can he confront him? Waiting for him to make a move, he has been far away.

"Gui Zhengrong, your opponent is me!"

Lu Xiongfei had a big drink. His body was like electricity. He was blocked between GUI Zhengrong and Zhong Guiyi. Facing GUI Zhengrong, huoyun gun pointed to Gui Zhengrong's chest. He said in a loud voice: "the situation of your limitless sect is gone. If you don't want all the disciples of your sect to be killed, you must die here!"

GUI Zhengrong's face was ferocious, and he said with a fierce smile: "you should not be proud of the victory or defeat yet! Eat me first

The spirit weapon in his hand is an iron stick with a thick arm called "Zijin Qingtian stick". When it is waved, its force is far beyond ten thousand jin. With the sound of the words, the iron stick has flown out of his hand, spinning and flying, hitting Lu Xiongfei.

Lu Xiongfei's Firecloud gun flies out of his hand. He breaks the air and bursts into the air, making a dazzling red light in the air.

During the flight, the two spirit tools sent out faint thunder, and they collided with each other with great momentum. The sound of buzzing was deafening, and sparks were splashing everywhere, like fireworks.

GUI Zhengrong and Lu Xiongfei's accomplishments are equal. The purple gold sky stick in his hand is also an inferior spirit weapon, and its power is equal to that of Lu Xiongfei. When the two hands over, they are inseparable.

Lu Xiongfei and others came here with the mentality of quick combat and quick decision. Naturally, it was impossible for them to fight with GUI Zhengrong. Otherwise, if GUI Jiuding came back from Fang Bai's array, they would have done nothing and put themselves in danger.

As a result, seeing Lu Xiongfei's hands, Zhong Guiyi and the two Vice City lords of wushuangcheng also sacrificed their spiritual weapons to fight, and joined forces with Lu Xiongfei to attack GUI Zhengrong.

As for the other strong Yuanying and distracted people attracted by wushuangcheng, they had already fought with the disciples of the limitless sect.

Lu Xiongfei himself was a heavy thunder robber. In addition, Zhong Guiyi and other three great distracted and perfect strong men, with four to one, soon suppressed GUI Zhengrong, who was in a state of rage, and took the upper hand.

GUI Zhengrong felt the pressure to fight against Lu Xiongfei for two or three hours.

In the territory of the limitless sect, tens of thousands of martial artists are fighting with each other, and their aura is surging like a tide. The pressure is like a mountain falling down, and the smell of blood fills the four spaces.

A corpse fell into a pool of blood or fell from the air.

The number of the disciples of the boundless sect is not small, but the number of distractors gathered here in wushuangcheng is more than that of wuyuanzong.

So at the beginning of the great melee, the two sides had a close fight.

However, with the passage of time, Wushuang city has the advantage of being more distracted than limitless, and it begins to gain the upper hand.

With some disciples of the limitless sect falling or fleeing, the remaining ones are still gripping their teeth, but their fighting spirit is reduced and their fighting spirit is low. They can not resist the tide attack of the powerful men in Wushuang city.

An hour later, the strong men of wushuangcheng almost slaughtered the disciples of the boundless sect.

During the fierce battle between GUI Zhengrong and Lu Xiongfei, although he did not dare to be distracted, the voice of endless sect disciples crying in his ear made him upset and uneasy.

"The Supreme Master has not returned at this time. Is he really trapped? Is it true that I am doomed to live this time

GUI Zhengrong was so anxious that he couldn't help thinking about it.

"Hiss!"

When GUI Zhengrong fought back against Zhong Guiyi and the two Vice City lords of wushuangcheng, he didn't want Lu Xiongfei's huoyun gun to stab him from behind. Although he avoided in time, he was still stirred by the sharp aura of the gun tip, which broke the clothes of his left arm, and a thin and long bloodstain appeared on his arm skin.Although the injury is not serious, but GUI Zhengrong is surprised out of a cold sweat.

This time, the small injury has also become a turning point in the war situation of both sides.

In the next hour, Lu Xiongfei and others attacked more fiercely. Although GUI Zhengrong tried his best to defend himself, he kept adding wounds to his body. The blood overflowed from the wound, and his clothes were dyed red. He looked like a bloody man. He was terrible.

GUI Zhengrong can't see the figure of the elder GUI Jiuding. His heart doesn't sink. His original hope is about to turn into despair.

At this time, there were tens of thousands of martial artists in Wuyuan sect. Nearly half of them fell down and nearly half fled. The scene was full of strong figures from wushuangcheng.

Those who are strong in no two cities know that guizhengrong is always a big trouble. Therefore, they are not eager to seize the cultivation resources of the limitless sect. They spontaneously surround themselves with a wall of people in the inner three layers and the outer three layers, releasing their own prestige, in addition to the long battle situation between Lu Xiongfei and GUI Zhengrong.

Although the strength of those who are strong is far inferior to that of guizhengrong, thousands of pressure from all directions point to guizhengrong, which makes guizhengrong feel more pressure.

"It's over! It's all over! If I fight again, I will fall here

GUI Zhengrong hopes not to return to the supreme elder guijiuding. He can't hold on to it, so he thinks of running away.

"If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of no firewood! The shame of today will be reported again in the future! "

GUI Zhengrong convinced himself with this reason, and then began to look for the opportunity to escape.

"Kill!"

GUI Zhengrong suddenly drank, and offered a sacrifice with the purple gold holding sky stick in his hand. He smashed Zhong Guiyi hard and forced him to fly back dozens of Zhang.

GUI Zhengrong's body shape turned into a streamer. With Zhong Guiyi's rapid follow-up, he finally escaped from the siege of Lu Xiongfei and others.

He roared, toward the Qianzhang peripheral block his unparalleled City, all the strong men rushed to kill in the past.

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