Zhou Hong, who had just broken through, slashed hundreds of yellow-character battlefield ghosts with a shocking sword, and immediately stunned everyone.

In the same level, the strength of the Sword Emperor is definitely far superior to that of the Martial Saint, not to mention, it is still to take advantage of the opponent's attack to find a flaw in the Ling Sword Divine Technique.

The reason why Jun Changxiao can repeatedly skip the level of battle is also related to his own sword cultivation qualifications, and he is also the double king of sword and martial arts, if it is single, even if there is a possibility of skipping the level, it will not be too explosive.

"So strong?"

Xiao Sinji, who resisted all kinds of energy, looked surprised.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a finger light suddenly flew past his ears, and then pierced the rushing battlefield ghost helmet directly.

"How many times have I said that when fighting, don't be half-hearted. ”

The night stars flew from afar, and said with a lonely face.

“......”

Xiao Sin was silent, raised Yun Mengxia and said, "I'll attract firepower, and you will be responsible for the attack." ”

"No, I don't. ”

Night Xingchen suddenly rushed over, and the True Yang Sword appeared out of thin air, saying, "This is very troublesome. ”

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Swing your wrist and flicker your sword!

"Bang! bang!"

In an instant, the four or five battlefield ghosts who came around from the left and right sides were instantly cut off their heads.

The Night Emperor also cultivated the Ling Sword Divine Technique, although the power of the one-word Sword Technique was not as powerful as Zhou Hong, but the comprehension was good, and it was quite easy to kill.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

On the other side, the Purple Demon King rushed in.

With every punch this guy throws, his clothes and pants burst, and in the end, only a red panty remains.

“......”

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

Many martial artists have seen the Purple Demon King, and every time they see him burst his clothes and pants, they roar wildly in their hearts: "This is a super metamorphosis!"

This pervert is not just about blowing off his clothes and pants, but also in terms of strength.

Not long after the Purple Hall Lord entered the field, he instantly entangled eight ghosts of the Ground Character Battlefield, and the fight was not only exciting, but also gradually gained the upper hand.

"Get out!"

"Boom, boom!"

The purple qi around the Purple Demon King erupted, and the three ghosts of the ground battlefield were directly beaten out.

Domineering, domineering!

Although Xiao Zizi did not cultivate the martial arts of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect, after various physical body tempering and cultivation to recover little by little, her strength was obviously stronger than before!

"Boom, boom, boom——————"

After another battle, several other powerhouses were also beaten out!

"It's fierce!"

The mouths of the warriors opened in shock.

"Brush!"

The Purple Demon King raised his hand, his gaze locked on the ghost of the Heavenly Character Battlefield hanging in the sky, and the corners of his mouth raised an evil smile.

"Whew———"

The purple beam dragged the streamer and blasted up!

"Brush!"

The ghost of the Heavenly Battlefield flickered with a ghostly light, and two broken short knives appeared out of thin air, and then suddenly slashed through the void.

"Woohoo!"

The shadow of the knife is like light, cutting the space!

The burst beam was instantly disintegrated and vanished.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The sword light was pressed down again, and there was a loud explosion.

"Boom!"

Strange laughter came from the smoke energy, and I saw the Purple Demon King standing proudly in the air, and the sword light that came from it had been shattered by the hellish fury in his fists.

Equip the pink fist gloves and make him full of fighting spirit!

So, it smells so good!

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

The Purple Demon King's fists frequently bombarded the void, and the shadow of the fist in the sky pressed up like a raging storm.

The face warriors were shocked to see it, and then shifted their gaze to Li Qingyang and the others who joined the battlefield in the future.

It's not that the Purple Hall Master and the battlefield ghost are not exciting enough, but that they are fighting at this level, whether it is strength or shooting speed, they are too fast, and the level is not high, and they can't see it clearly.

On the contrary, the battle of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect can also clearly capture every movement with spiritual thoughts.

"Look!" someone exclaimed.

Everyone mobilized their spiritual thoughts, and saw Li Qingyang, who had just rushed in, raise the Heavenly Killing Thunder Pattern, and the two fingers of his left hand were attached to the sword body and slid from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

"Thunder Pattern!"

"Zizizi!"

Thunder and lightning lines suddenly appeared on both sides of the sword body, revealing powerful and explosive thunder energy.

This is also a function of the exclusive Divine Weapon, although it is not a special skill, but it is similar to enchanting the weapon.

"Brush!"

Li Qingyang's thunder punishment body erupted, poured into the Heavenly Killing Thunder Pattern, and raised his sword to slash at an attacking battlefield ghost.

"Tearing ————————"

The sword flashed past, and the razer squirted.

The battlefield ghost's helmet, along with its armor, was split in two in an instant, and then fell to the ground.

"This person's weapon is also extraordinary!" the plane warrior exclaimed.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

Li Qingyang didn't stop for a moment after he succeeded, and the divine soldier with the blessing of the thunder pattern rushed into the crowd and started the coldest fight.

"Zizizi!"

"Brush, brush!"

Thunder and lightning and sword energy flicker!

A moment later, Li Qingyang stood in the air with his sword in hand, and more than a dozen battlefield ghosts behind him suddenly cracked and fell into pieces.

"It's horrible!"

"It's so wicked!"

The face warriors were deeply shocked by the strength and equipment of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect.

Ke Jinnan was dumbfounded.

If he hadn't been acting in the Killing Shura Field at that time, and he had fought with the Sect Master and his disciples, I am afraid that he would have been completely wiped out!

"Lord Kegu. ”

Jun Chang smiled and said, "You enter the stronghold first, and I'll hand it over to Jun here." ”

Five thousand battlefield ghosts are all experience points, and Gou Yu naturally hopes that the disciples can conduct actual combat, rather than being shared by others.

"Good!"

Ke Jinnan was not unkind, and hurriedly retreated.

The high-level and disciples of Baiye Valley who rushed also stopped, and instantly changed from a bloody state of fighting to a melon-eating crowd.

"All the disciples listen to the order!"

Jun Chang turned around with a smile, stood outside the stronghold of the Lingyuan Continent, and said, "Destroy all this garbage!"

"Yes!"

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Ancient Sect who flew from afar one after another put on the True Yang Cover, sacrificed the Dragon Tooth Blade and Dragon Tooth Spear that the Sect Master had just given, and rushed in like a ferocious beast with wild hair.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

For a while, the light in the air outside the stronghold of the Lingyuan Continent flickered, staging a visual feast like fireworks.

"Whew—————"

Suddenly, a streamer arrow pierced through the void, piercing through the helmet of a yellow-lettered battlefield ghost with incomparable precision, and then fell unconsciously.

"it!"

Looking at the dragon tooth bow in his hand, Li Shangtian looked surprised and said, "The bow given by the sect master is so strong?"

As a member of the Drizzle Hall, he is already proficient in the use of firearms in the mall, so he uses traditional bows and weapons to catch them naturally.

The strongest disciple in terms of using long-range weapons is naturally Xiao Sinji.

At this moment, he had already carried Yun Mengxia behind him, holding the bow of the dragon's teeth, and his left hand frequently pulled the string, and one after another streamer arrows of spiritual energy converged flew out, only to see a ghost on the battlefield die with a headshot.

"Brush, brush!"

"Boom, boom, boom——————"

In the crowd, Long Ziyang was wearing a true yang suit, holding Zhenyang County on his left and a spear of dragon teeth on his right.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Li Fei, Tian Qi, Huo Ling and others have also rushed over, and they have locked the ghosts of the battlefield at the yellow character level to fight with them, and the Xuan and Earth level have been handed over to Ding Lao, Jiang Xie and others.

The Ten Thousand Ancient Sect and five thousand battlefield ghosts have started a fierce battle so far!