"Drink!"

Luo Yiying, who was originally escorting the retreat of the young disciples, turned around abruptly, and slashed out with a sword, the sword was majestic!

Mo Zhiyu, who was rushing back from the tall stone stele, happened to see Luo Yiying's move, and immediately shouted: "Stop!" ”

But it was too late, and his roar of Yuan Li couldn't change the development of events in the slightest.

Luo Yiying's sword momentum has come out, it is the domineering swordsmanship of the Sword Heng Sect, once it is issued, it cannot be withdrawn, and it is temporarily withdrawn, if there is no perfect control, it will definitely lose eight points.

And Luo Yiying does not intend to withdraw, he is a swordsman, a belligerent swordsman, and in the face of such a thousand troops, it just inspired him to be a husband.

Wind Swordsmanship: The Wind is surging!

The sword momentum seemed to have set off a huge storm between heaven and earth, overwhelming mountains and seas, and the sword qi was surging like a wave, wave after wave, violently washing over this army. There was a loud gust of wind, and the sword wind smashed this majestic army to pieces like a devastating one.

The gray-white gas was annihilated in this instant, and then there was another rattling sound, and those bronze armor pieces and bronze weapons were scattered from the sky like a drifting heavy rain.

Everyone was stunned, just now they felt that death was approaching, and now, this "death" was scattered under Luo Yiying's sword.

Then everyone couldn't help but rejoice, only Luo Yiying was still frowning, not overjoyed by this victory, just muttered softly: "It's too simple......"

Luo Bingqian heard Mo Zhiyu's voice, she looked back at Mo Zhiyu who had just run here, and asked suspiciously, "Senior brother, what did you just shout?" ”

Seeing that it was still such an ending, and Luo Yiying's sword strength was still so strong, the situation was already imminent, and he didn't have time to explain anything, so he yelled directly: "Run!" ”

Everyone was still very ignorant, and they didn't know why Mo Zhiyu reacted this way, but they had just won a victory!

Seeing that these people did not react, Mo Zhi immediately replaced the Tian'a Sword in his hand with an ink knife.

At this time, Luo Yiying pulled a sword momentum and just fell, and another strong wind blew up quickly, the wind came very fast, the cold air hit, and this ruin, which was originally peaceful and quiet like spring, seemed to have entered the cold winter all of a sudden!

The fierce cold wind stirred up the bronze fragments in that place, causing them to flutter again, and there was a loud sound, like the old trumpets before the expedition.

"Run!" Mo Zhiyu immediately shouted again, "This is the Immortal Legion!" ”

"Legion of the Undead!" This word is so unfamiliar, but Luo Bingqian reacted immediately and responded loudly, "It's the immortal army of the Emperor's Tomb?!" ”

"It's the undead legion of Hades!" Mo Zhiyu shouted solemnly, and Luo Bingqian's face suddenly changed from horror to solemnity.

"What's there to be afraid of these things?" Some disciples expressed puzzlement, and they held the long sword in their hands, full of confidence, "It's just something that is blown away by the wind!" ”

Mo Zhiyu doesn't want to explain anything anymore, people who are not sensitive to death deserve to die!

But he moved, and suddenly jumped in the direction of Luo Yiying, pulled Luo Yiying behind him, and then slashed into the air.

"Boom !!"

The fierce cold wind surged completely at this moment, like the waves of the sea before a storm, wave after wave, wave after wave, wave after wave!

This kind of momentum is so familiar, isn't it the sword that Luo Yiying slashed out just now?

The popularity of the Sword Heng Sect is surging!

And even more ferocious!

The strong sword momentum rushed to the face, like countless knives, almost cutting people's skin, but Mo Zhiyu blocked in front of everyone, and with his own sword, all the sword impact was absorbed, and he only blocked this knife with the strength of one person!

The waves of Yuan Force intertwined with gold and fire were drawn in front of him into a huge net, so thin and so tenacious, trying to block this stormy attack, and the strong wind pushed Mo Zhizhi back step by step, causing his heels to slide deep marks on the overgrown ground.

Fortunately, he finally blocked this attack!

"Will they replicate our attack?!" Luo Yiying finally understood.

"Run!" Luo Bingqian immediately encouraged everyone to start running forward, "Don't use Yuan Force!" ”

The young disciples finally stopped feeling relaxed and immediately scrambled to escape in the direction Luo Bingqian had guided.

But Luo Yiying didn't leave, but stepped behind Mo Zhiyu and shouted, "I'll help you!" ”

"Retreat!" Mo Zhiyu roared loudly, roared loudly, and directly forced Luo Yiying to retreat. At the same time, with his roar, he finally swung out vigorously, completely repelling the wind and waves in front of him, and a gust of wind sounded, the high wall collapsed, and the boulder shattered, making the ruins of this square even more "ruins"!

However, the fall of this storm did not silence the bronze fragments again. They were still fluttering, gathering, and once again, under the flood of gray-white gas, they turned into undead warriors one by one, holding their soldiers, and they were unstoppable!

Mo Zhiyu turned around and ran forward with Luo Yiying, unable to discern the direction at all, so he could only follow the guidance of the beam of light in the sky, casually bypassing the high wall of ruins in front of him, and rushing forward like a headless fly.

"Buzz! Airplanes! Airplanes! At this time, a rumbling sound in the sky came, and everyone subconsciously looked up and saw a large dark cloud pressing from the sky at a rapid speed!

No! This one is a dark cloud! It's a bronze spear by one! Such a dense and large number of bronze spears are now like a rain of arrows in the sky, pressing straight down, and it seems to have some unknown impact and oppressive force, which makes people almost out of breath!

With such an attack, Mo Zhiyu suddenly remembered the "Chen Army Arrow Rain" he had seen in the Emperor's Mausoleum back then, not surprisingly, this kind of military array attack method was also taught to the Emperor Chentian by the soul fragments of the Emperor of Heaven, this is the most authentic "Chen Army Arrow Rain", or it can be said to be the "Underworld Army Spear Rain"!

"Array!" Luo Bingqian, who was running in front, shouted, and she took the lead, and together with the rest of the Fu cultivators, they shook the rune flags one after another, and temporarily arranged a defensive magic array above everyone's heads. Mo Zhiyu also held up the sky with one hand, and drew a defensive circle in the air to protect himself and Luo Yiying.

But they are running too scattered now, the Fu cultivators are the fastest, at the front, Mo Zhiyu and Luo Yiying are at the end, the defensive arrays at these two ends cannot be connected together at all, and the defensive arrays that are supported by the edge aura are even weaker.

Wow, this is the right chapter number!!

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