The red blood instantly stained the earth, the pungent blood and the sound of shouting, the sound of gold and iron clashing, the sound of the roar of true qi, and countless sounds instantly spread throughout the heavens and the earth.

Sonorous!

Wen Qingye swept away with a sword, and the magic weapons in the hands of dozens of Hundred Ghost Sect masters directly shattered and shattered, and their bodies even floated towards the back, and the blood in their mouths soared wildly.

Then the masters of the Hundred Ghost Sect hurriedly sat up one by one, their hearts sank, and they blocked the violent power that rushed into their bodies, and many of the surrounding Hundred Ghost Sect masters also stepped forward to help the injured person.

Obviously, these people are also very familiar with Wen Qingye's killing methods, and they have already prepared.

Wen Qingye was surrounded by many masters of the Hundred Ghost Gate, although Wen Qingye was brave, but the people around the Hundred Ghost Gate were also not afraid of death, one after another, dragging Wen Qingye to death.

The whole heaven and earth were in chaos, and all kinds of sounds were mixed together, as if the sky had turned blood red.

"Die!"

A master of the Eight Rank Earth Immortals of the Hundred Ghost Sect rushed out from the rear and slashed at the back of a master of the Qianhua Night Army, the cold sword tore through the air, if he was swept by this sword, he would definitely be cut in half with a single sword.

Poof!

At this moment, Xiao Feng's huge palm squeezed, and directly held the essence long knife wrapped in Dao patterns in the palm of his hand, and the pain of tearing the flesh and skin instantly surged into his brain.

Xiao Feng forcibly held back the pain, and then stabbed forward with a shot, directly piercing through the law heaven and earth of the Eight Rank Earth Immortals of the Hundred Ghost Sect, and then pierced his heart like an angry dragon.

The face of the Eight Rank Earth Immortals of the Hundred Ghost Sect was unwilling, but the heart was pierced, and the vitality was completely cut off, and then fell vertically to the ground.

When the master of the Qianhua Night Army saw the red blood in Xiao Feng's hand and the Dao pattern attached to his wound, he was shocked, and hurriedly said, "Lord Xiao Xiao, are you okay?"

"It's okay"

Xiao Feng waved his hand, then danced the spear in his hand and rushed forward.

When the master of the Qianhua Night Army saw Xiao Feng's back, he immediately gritted his teeth and rushed towards the front frantically.

This is just a corner of the entire battlefield, in less than a moment, the east gate of the entire Tianmen City instantly turned into a blood-stained territory, and the sense of crisis terror struck, making the Qianhua Night Army unprecedentedly united.

The people of the Qianhua Night Army were all red-eyed, but in the face of absolute strength and numbers, they were still powerless to return to the sky, and could only watch their comrades die tragically at the hands of the masters of the Hundred Ghost Sect.

The three-foot green peak in Wen Qingye's hand surged, his eyes were cold to the bone, and countless masters of the Hundred Ghost Sect avoided one after another, not daring to touch his edge, but they restrained Wen Qingye to death.

The masters in the sky were almost endless, and they didn't give Wen Qingye a chance to breathe.

Bang!

Wen Qingye's Fa Tiandi was hit by a heavy hammer, and he suddenly felt that his chest was hot, and a mouthful of red sweetness overflowed directly down the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Li saw it, and hurriedly shouted: "Kill Wen Qingye, he is already injured, and he is about to die."

The masters of the Hundred Ghost Sect around saw that Wen Qingye was injured, and they were all overjoyed, and they rushed towards Wen Qingye even more frantically without Xiao Li and Tang Fengyun shouting.

"Lord Castle Envoy!"

Seeing this, the surrounding Qianhua Night Army had blood-red eyes one by one, and rushed towards this side like crazy, for fear that Wen Qingye would be hurt by the masters of the Hundred Ghost Sect again.

If they could, they would be willing to block the sword with their bodies.

But Wen Qingye, who had cultivated the Dragon Scroll Hundred Flowers Xuangong, was really injured?

You're all waiting for!

Wen Qingye clenched his palm, and his eyes also burst out with that violent battle intent, and the true qi in his whole body was almost like a fierce beast, galloping.

I saw a translucent light suddenly appear in the blade of the sword, like the crooked crescent moon in the night, and then the sword swept forward.

"The second sword of the Three Absolute Sword Style, there is no trace of a hundred swords!"

A sword swept away, and suddenly countless rays of light appeared, and hundreds of sword rays surged out from the blade, like stars in the sky, densely packed.

Poof! poof!

This sword was struck, and the Dharma Heaven and Earth of the dozens of people in the Hundred Ghost Sect around him collapsed, and then their faces changed greatly, and the Law Heaven and Earth could no longer hold on, and a blood arrow gushed out one by one, falling vertically.

Wen Qingye's sword was successful, and he didn't stop there, his left hand was grasped again, and the scabbard of the Zhuxian Sword fell into his hand.

Wow!

The moment the intermediate-level immortal artifact Zhu Immortal Sword came out of its sheath, an awe-inspiring cold air almost poured out of the sky, and everyone in the Hundred Ghost Sect felt their hairs stand on end, and then their footsteps subconsciously retreated towards the rear.

When it is strong, it is strong, and when it is strong, it is strong.

At this moment, Wen Qingye strode forward, and the Zhuxian Sword in his hand was even more quickly pressing forward, and no one present could react to the speed of lightning and fire.

Puff puff puff

The sword light was differentiated, like a swift wind sweeping across the sky, and then countless Dharma Heaven and Earth collapsed, and the moment the true qi surged, the bewitching blood flower spurted out, as if it was the most beautiful flower in the world.

When the masters of the Hundred Ghost Sect saw this, Gu is heart was cold.

A large piece of blood fell directly on Wen Qingye's Dharma Heaven and Earth, Wen Qingye did not step forward to brush away the blood flower, and his footsteps rushed forward again.

Wow!

Seeing Wen Qingye descending like a killing god, all the masters of the Hundred Ghost Sect around him suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, and they suddenly became confused, and retreated towards the rear together.

Seeing this, Tang Fengyun hurriedly shouted: "Don't panic, Wen Qingye is just one person."

"Kill me!"

At this time, Xiao Feng was also covered in blood, and he didn't care about the master in front of him at all, and the true qi of his whole body was directly poured into the spear, rushing forward to kill him.

At this time, half of the people of the Qianhua Night Army had been lost, and there were only about fifty people, but these more than fifty people had blood-red eyes one by one, and they used all their life's strength to kill them forward.

At this moment, everyone in the Hundred Ghost Sect saw that the Qianhua Night Army rushed over under the leadership of Wen Qingye, and they were all slightly stunned, and they were instantly spread by a kind of panic.

"Aren't these people afraid of death?"

"They're crazy, they're crazy"

It was a kind of iron blood, an immortal soul, and even a real ghost would collapse when it encountered such a group.

One body fought three thousand miles, and one sword was once a million divisions!

Wen Qingye rushed to the front, his eyes were cold, and he looked at Xiao Li and Tang Fengyun.

Xiao Li looked at it, and immediately knew Wen Qingye's thoughts, and his heart was cold, so he didn't look back at the moment, and hurriedly retreated to the rear.

Tang Fengyun was half a beat slower than Xiao Li's reaction, and when he saw Wen Qingye rushing over, his face turned pale, but in this short moment, Wen Qingye had already come to him.