As soon as Jiang Zhengyuan's words fell, there were two screams around him, and the disciples behind hurriedly stepped forward to fill the gap, while the others hurriedly dragged the injured back to the formation.

And those reinforcements who came one after another from all around the Holy City, just arrived three hundred zhang away, they were blocked by more than 500 black-clothed men, and the battle situation was also quite tragic.

If you can't break through the blockade of these five hundred black-clothed people and can't support them in time, then the remaining disciples of the Yuli Department will all die.

Jiang Zhengyuan was under tremendous pressure, but found a desperate truth.

Those black-clothed men not only have extremely strange and ferocious moves, but as long as they don't hit his vital point, they don't know the pain at all, and they will continue to kill without fear of death, all as if they have fallen into evil.

In this way, even if the skills are comparable, these people exchanged injuries for injuries, and they took the lives of the disciples of the Yuli tribe with a hard knife, which is really terrifying.

After a while, Jiang Zhengyuan gradually felt a burst of numbness in his right hand, his body no longer knew how many swords had been stabbed, and the blood was flowing all over his body, but he still shouted loudly, "Everyone hold on, the elders are coming!"

He knew that now he was already the only belief among the remaining Yuli disciples, and if he also fell, then their formation would be scattered in an instant, and everyone would definitely die.

So, he can't fall, at least, until reinforcements arrive, and hold on no matter what!

"Kill!" Jiang Zhengyuan's eyes were as blood-stained, and the long sword slashed, killing two more black-clothed people, but his left shoulder was also deeply stabbed with a sword, and the bones were deeply visible.

The surrounding area was filled with the sound of "clanging" swords, screams one after another, and the sky began to rain heavily, but it was stained red with blood.

In the southern part of the entire holy city, the sky was like a fountain of blood, bubbling with a rain of blood.

Desolate, tragic!

Once the war began, it was a river of blood.

Although there were more and more supporters from various sects coming from afar, they were unable to organize a strong attack formation, so they were stopped by those black-clothed people in waves, and they couldn't break through the black-clothed man's blockade at all.

This is the purpose of those men in black, to make an example!

They just want to let all the disciples of the Yuli Sect die, and before this big battle starts, they will give Jiulimen a head-on blow!

"Damn!"

"Bastard!

"A thousand to fight a hundred, what kind of ability!"

All the supporters were filled with righteous indignation, but they were stopped by the blockade line, and they could not get close to the battle circle of the Yuli Division, and they could not provide effective support.

Slaughter!

One-sided slaughter!

Countless transparent holes have appeared on Jiang Zhengyuan's body, and the hands holding the sword have begun to tremble, although they can barely support it with their strong willpower, but the senior brothers around them have fallen one after another, and the defensive formation they formed is already full of flaws.

When he looked back, he finally found that the brothers and sisters behind him were all scarred, and few of them still had the strength to continue to resist.

However, the attack of the man in black is more fierce and more and more crazy.

"Poof!"

A cold long sword pierced Jiang Zhengyuan's chest, it was a big man with a hideous face, and there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

"Die, all die, hahaha!"

"Ahh

Despair, despair that makes it impossible to escape!

Jiang Zhengyuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, with a sad smile on his face, "Yulibu, is it about to perish?"

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

A pair of powerful arms supported Jiang Zhengyuan's back, and those brothers and sisters he guarded with his life finally made the final realization.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The sonorous roars turned into the last strength of the Yuli Division, and in the encirclement of the man in black, the heavens and the earth changed!

"Needless resistance, let's die!"

Bell!

In the torrential rain, the sword light was like blood, and the sky and the earth were blood-red!

The supporters in the distance obviously saw the desperate situation of the Yuli Tribe, and sent out their own sect's distress signal one after another.

"Bang bang bang!" a series of voices came, and brilliant fireworks scattered in the air.

"Everybody......"

Jiang Zhengyuan covered his chest and watched his brothers fight with their lives, and his eyes moistened.

Maybe in the end, all of them will die here, but their unyielding fighting spirit will lead the rest of the Jiulimen's forces to win this battle in the end!

Jiang Zhengyuan gritted his teeth and clenched his long sword, pushed away one of the junior disciples who was holding him, and shouted: "If I go to the sword mountain, the sword mountain will destroy itself! If I go to the fire soup, the fire soup will dry up! If I go to the ......."

Although he had words in his mouth, the movements in his hands were not slow at all, and the sword light swept away, and the murderous aura was monstrous!

A raging fire ignited in the chests of the disciples of the surrounding Yuli Division, and they only felt an endless stream of power surging into their hearts again.

If there must be death, then fight until the blood is exhausted, although there is no regret in death!

Suddenly, all the remaining Yuli disciples shouted in unison, and then chanted: "If I go to hell, hell will destroy itself!

Suddenly, they only felt that the long sword in their hands seemed to have spirituality, and the sword move was even half a point faster.

The voices in unison, like a trickle of water, quickly gathered together, like a morning bell, echoing in their hearts over and over again.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Looking at the frantic resistance of those Yuli disciples who were not afraid of death, the offensive of many people in black weakened, and this tenacious fighting spirit was really shocking!

"Ridiculous, ridiculous!" the leader of the men in black was furious, and shouted violently: "What are you still doing in a daze, kill them!

"Bang ......"

In the distance, a series of fireworks exploded, and more and more supporters gathered around, and more sects released their own signals for help. At that moment, the horn of war really sounded, and countless black dots shot straight from afar......

At this moment, on a tall tower on the edge of the city, there were two men in black standing straight.

The two of them looked at everything in front of them indifferently, and behind them, a petite woman sat on the ground, her hand quickly pulling the zither in her hand. Bursts of inspiring music spread out from her hands. Listening carefully, one can't help but think about it, as if seeing countless soldiers and horses, fighting in an open field......

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