There was a sound of killing in front of him, although the masters of the Xuan Realm had an advantage in numbers, but they didn't know where these people suddenly came from, they were all panicked, and they began to be frightened by the black thunder and lightning, the masters of the Xuan Realm lost their fighting spirit all of a sudden, they all retreated while fighting, and they had no intention of fighting, and some even hid behind Kong Lingjie's back.

Kong Lingjie saw his men fleeing into the distance, and couldn't help but roar angrily: "Resist me, whoever dares to retreat, Lao Tzu will be the first to kill him"

As he spoke, the spear in his hand directly stabbed to death a Xuan Realm master who wanted to escape.

Kong Lingjie's hoarse voice was useless, but this shot had a vital effect, and when the masters of the surrounding Xuan Realm saw this, none of them dared to run to the rear, and began to form an effective counterattack.

I have to say that the strength of the masters of the Xuan Realm is still very strong, and now they were stimulated by Kong Lingjie's move, and the resistance became more intense.

The two sides began to fight in the air, you come and go, the sky is like a wave of dao patterns emerge, the true qi is like a tide swept towards the surroundings, and there are constantly masters falling.

Qian Juetian looked at the battle situation in front of him, frowned, and said, "I don't know when it will go on like this?"

Xiao Feng nodded and said, "Okay, let's let the Iron Blood Floating Tu rush out now and wrap up Kong Lingjie."

After Xiao Feng finished speaking, he gave a signal into the distance, and in the next moment, countless red figures swept away from a distance and rushed towards the rear of the Xuan Realm master.

These people are none other than the five hundred reconstituted iron-blooded slaughterers.

Rumble!

When the iron-blooded floating slaughter impacted, the countless high-level heaven and earth in the Xuan Realm all cracked apart and fell one after another, and these people rushed into the Xuan Realm crowd as if killing gods.

Wu Yunwei looked at the chaotic battle situation in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Judging from this number of people, the other party has at least five thousand Hua Night Army, especially the master in red, it should be Wen Qingye's ace Iron Blood Floating Slaughter, we have been ambushed"

The front was really immense, and the masters who were several times their size rushed over, and the eighteen guards also looked a little helpless at the moment.

If these masters are here, they will be tired, and they can be tired to death, not to mention that there is an extremely strong iron-blooded floating slaughter.

"I'm here, what are you afraid of?"

Kong Lingjie glanced at Wuyunwei dissatisfied, and then coldly yelled ahead: "Resist me, kill a person on the other side, and reward three intermediate spirit stones!"

When the Xuanjing master heard Kong Lingjie's words, his morale finally stabilized a little.

At this moment, two hundred people from the Iron Blood Floating Slaughter gathered together, and an extremely terrifying murderous aura erupted from their bodies.

Storm the Dragon!

A low-level immortal product combination array, these iron-blooded floating slaughters are now extremely skillful in casting.

Boom Boom!

In an instant, these two hundred people seemed to have become sharp knives, fiercely inserting into the hearts of all the masters of the Xuan Realm, and countless masters died tragically and fell.

The momentum that the Xuan Realm master had just condensed was instantly dispersed by this iron-blooded floating slaughter, not only the Xuan Realm master, but the other three hundred who had just joined the iron-blooded floating slaughter were also surprised to look at the two hundred people.

They all knew that these people were Wen Qingye's descendants, and they were also the real iron-blooded floating slaughter under his command, at first their hearts were full of disdain, but they were all some Xuanxian second-grade and third-grade cultivation, and it was difficult to become a big weapon, but at this moment, this murderous side hit their hearts fiercely.

Is this the real Iron Blood?

Kong Lingjie looked at the iron-blooded slaughter in front of him, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Damn, Wen Qingye's masters are so fierce, you go and resist me"

Wuyun Wei frowned, and said: "Realm Lord, what's the use of us resisting? The surrounding Qianhua Night Army has all been surrounded, and the number of people is several times more than ours, the general trend has gone, let's retreat first, return to Xuancheng, we have a formation outside Xuancheng, we have an advantage, and we can draw the masters of all the cities in Xuanjing."

Kong Lingjie's eyes widened, looked at Wu Yunwei, and said, "Bastard, I want you to go up now, don't you understand my words? You are the realm master, I am the realm master?"

Wu Yunwei took a deep breath, looked at Kong Lingjie with a gloomy face, and said, "It's right that you are the realm master, but if you want us to die for you, I'm sorry, we can't do it."

When Wuyunwei finished speaking, the other fourteen people around the eighteen guards subconsciously moved closer to Wuyunwei.

"It's the other way around, you're all against the sky"

Kong Lingjie saw this, and immediately became angry, he didn't expect that at this time of crisis, his subordinates would not listen to his dispatch, "You are looking for death! Believe it or not, I will kill you dogs who eat inside and outside first?"

Kong Lingjie's face was cold, and the true qi in his whole body was surging, like the ice of the deep sea.

With a wave of Wuyunwei's expressionless arm, the Eighteen Guards immediately dispersed to the surroundings, surrounding Kong Lingjie.

Rumble!

Kong Lingjie didn't hesitate at all, and the spear in his hand rushed towards the dark cloud guard, the sharp cold light was extremely fierce, and the surrounding air was pierced by this cold light.

The next moment, the furious true qi collided directly.

Kong Lingjie and his most proud subordinates fought fiercely.

In less than a moment, the law of heaven and earth was all exerted, and everyone did not leave their hands anymore, you came and went, and more than a dozen people and Kong Lingjie fought to a draw for a while.

Time is passing away bit by bit.

Suddenly, the spear in Kong Lingjie's hand stabbed towards the two of them at an extremely strange speed.

Poof!

The two eighteen guards were all shocked by this sudden coldness, and before they could react, they directly turned into a rain of blood and sprinkled in the sky.

Seeing the tragic death of the two of them, Wu Yunwei's face became a little ugly, and he frowned: "Your cultivation?"

Kong Lingjie sneered: "Do you think that my cultivation is only a fourth-grade heavenly immortal? Ridiculous, why can I become your master? Just by virtue of this, you will always be my dog."

Rumble!

Kong Lingjie didn't have the slightest reservation, and the cultivation of the five rank heavenly immortals was lined up, and the true qi tumbling around him was all a swing.

Wu Yunwei's eyes drifted to the direction behind Kong Lingjie, his gaze kept on, and he couldn't help but shout in surprise: "Wen Qingye!"

"What!?"

Kong Lingjie heard Wu Yunwei's words, and was frightened, he had seen Wen Qingye's strength with his own eyes, and suddenly his heart was cold, and he hurriedly looked back, only to see that the rear was full of Xuanjing masters who were slaughtered, or the side of running, where is Wen Qingye?

It's not good, it's a trick!

At this time, Wu Yunwei hurriedly shouted to several other people around him, "Let's go!"

"Smack!"

Just as the Eighteen Guards were about to run away, there was a sound of applause in the distance, and a deep voice sounded, "Haha, good! What a good show of dogs and dogs! If it weren't for the limited time, I really want to watch it for a while!"

The sound was not loud, but for the Eighteen Wei and Kong Lingjie, it was undoubtedly a thunderous explosion on the ground, and they all stopped their movements, only to see dozens of figures standing in front of them in the sky in front of them.

The first person had a delicate face, dressed in white like the snow of the wax moon, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pair of narrow and bright eyes looking at them indifferently, from which he could not hide the thrilling essence.