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Feng Zhengcheng and an old man crossed their palms. Their bodies shook at the same time and before the old man could react, they felt a sharp pain on their backs and a tip of sword appeared from the chest of the old man. The old man threw himself onto the ground, which was Lu Tianxia's swift sword!

The Sect Leader Ning struck out with his sword, the old man took three steps back, a black syringe appeared in his hand, in shock, Sect Leader Ning dodged hurriedly, there was a person screaming out loud, while the old man was in the midst of feeling proud, a fragrant wind blew at his face, and a sword shot out like a meteor and pierced into his throat. The old man dodged quickly, his left side hurting, a sword stabbed deeply, a masked woman looked at him coldly.

This old man should feel wronged, because he died at the hands of two unknown juniors.

, Sect Leader Ning and a few other women quickly turned around and rushed out, forming a formation of Feng Zhengcheng and four or five old men behind him. Sect Leader Ning, Wan Ying, Cui Er, Lu Tianxia, and the Phoenix and the others followed closely behind, their martial arts were incomparable to Lu Tianxia's Swift Sword, which meant that one of them had to fall to the ground in a flash. Cui Er was not very familiar with the Swordsmanship at first, but as she killed more and more smoothly, she found that she was able to block off any of the old men.

Sun Tianzhu shouted, "Tianshan and Yinshan help the thirty-six guards. Tianming and the Nangong Villa help this group of people escape from the rear, attack them together with the guards!"

Instantly, the figures of the people on the stage flew up, flying past Long Feiyu's head.

Over a hundred people flew over him, and only a mere twenty of them were left unharmed. Furthermore, these twenty odd people were not spared from the attack, and with Long Feiyu's figure flashing, these people's feet were not yet steady, when they were suddenly hit by the wind, they fell to the ground one by one, Zhu Tianming and Sikong Jian's clothes were all stained with blood as they looked at them coldly, Zhu Tianming stopped in shock, and the ten or so people behind him stood still, their faces were filled with fear, and when they jumped down from the stage, there were over a hundred people standing, but in an instant there were only twelve who were able to stand up, and with most of their effort, they died one of the's disciples.

Dugu Yangtian's eyes were blazing with fire, his son had also died on the spot! With a wave of the longsword in his hand, he combined his attacks with Zhu Tianming and the two others and pounced towards Long Feiyu. Long Feiyu's body flashed and disappeared without a trace, the three of them had struck together, but there was no one else in the place, the sound of objects falling to the ground came from behind them. They turned their heads, one of the figures was still standing quietly, the two old men beside him had slowly collapsed, the other people had already fallen, and were unable to get up again.

Of these hundred people, only the three of them were left! Seeing the young man's ice-cold expression, Zhu Tianming felt as if his calves was bursting with happiness. He had never felt such a feeling before.

Long Feiyu said lightly: "You are in the wrong team! Sun Tianzhu won't be able to save you! "

His finger was like lightning, aimed straight at the center of Zhu Tianming's brows, causing Zhu Tianming to retreat quickly. The longsword in his hands danced together, suddenly his vision blurred, and Dugu Yang Tian fell down, the attack was too sudden, the one he was obviously attacking was Zhu Tianming, but Zhu Tianming was fine.

Sikong Jian's sword moved like the wind, and pierced towards the back of Long Feiyu's waist. This strike was tied to the power of his entire body, so Long Feiyu turned around, extended his hand, and grabbed onto the longsword. He raised his hand and struck out.

Sikong Jian shouted loudly as he received the palm strike. With a loud cry, Sikong Jian flew a few meters away before landing on the ground in complete silence!

Zhu Tianming lowered his body and rushed towards the group of people. With a swing of his hands, the two men in front retreated a few steps, but he stopped like this. Long Feiyu had already caught up, with the back of his hand, Zhu Tianming fell to the ground!

Long Feiyu turned his head in a panic. A gigantic palm seemed to be spinning in the air, with both palms facing each other, and without a sound, Long Feiyu's hair floated up high, he retreated five steps in a row. Looking carefully, an old man's body slightly swayed, it was Sun Tianzhu!

Sun Tianzhu was also surprised. He knew that this Wandering Dragon Body Art was extremely quick, but he never expected that his internal energy was so powerful that it could actually take his full force palm. Although he was pushed back by one palm, he was still unable to defeat it!

Long Feiyu turned, and in a flash, he was no longer in front of Long Haikong. There were four people beside Long Haikong, and as they were engrossed in battle, suddenly a white shadow shot in, and both sides were startled for a moment, Long Feiyu extended his hands out, and two of them fell to the ground. He did not know what was happening, so Sun Tianzhu chased after him, and when he rushed into the circle, the two of them were already in his trap.

With a loud shout, a palm welcomed him. Sun Tianzhu paused for a moment, then took the opportunity to fly out thirty meters before firmly landing on the ground.

Long Feiyu had already charged into the encirclement of Plum Blossom and Lu Li. With the same sneak attack as before, four or five more people had died under his hands. The remaining two people, one by one, had their throats pierced through in shock!

He no longer had the chance to launch a sneak attack, but if the three of them were to join hands, it would not be a temporary accomplishment. Suddenly, the wind had blow, and an enemy had come to attack, causing Sun Tianzhu to snort in pain, he half turned his body and struck out with his palm, but there was already no one at his side. Instead, the two warlocks that were by his side fell back, the wind blew past him, Long Feiyu was standing two meters away from him, with the three bloodied longsword s on his left, coldly looking at Sun Tianzhu, not afraid at all.

Sun Tianzhu flew into the air, Long Haikong's body also flew, with a loud whooshing sound, the two figures separated in mid air. Long Haikong somersaulted three times and fell back five steps, Sun Tianzhu's body gently floated in the air as he turned around and landed on the stage.