Li Xiangjun gave an order, and more than 700 half-spirit warriors rushed to kill with the blood of minced flesh all over the ground, and the big sword in their hands glowed with a fierce sword light in the fog, and it was actually twisted into a terrifying murderous aura. More than two hundred disciples of the Chaos Pavilion were subjected to a volley of the Chaos Pavilion Spirit Cannon, and nearly fifty people were hung up on the spot, and hundreds of people were injured to varying degrees, the penetration power of the Chaos Pavilion Cannon was not as good as the Linggang Heavy Cannon after all, and the hundreds of Chaos Pavilion disciples who rushed behind escaped the catastrophe, and their bodies were intact.

The two teams of people immediately scuffled together, and most of the Chaos Pavilion disciples who were injured and fell to the ground were torn apart by the Chaos Sword. After a brief loss of consciousness, the disciples of the Chaos Pavilion reacted and began to fight back frantically, and several half-spirit clans died under the sword immediately.

"Kill!" both sides were red-eyed, and instinctively swung their weapons to kill.

"Don't scatter!" Li Xiangjun shouted hoarsely, trying to restrain the demi-spirit warriors and not scatter the formation. But this kind of melee of nearly 1,000 people, the sound of killing and shouting of killing shook the sky, and these half-spirit clans were not regular troops that were forbidden by order, even if Li Xiangjun shouted his throat, it was useless.

The sound of the sharp sword entering the flesh was endless, and the bloody stumps fell to the ground with blood, and people fell at any time, and there were more and more corpses on the ground, there were disciples of the Chaos Pavilion, and there were also half-spirit people, and one after another fresh lives fell. Watching the clansmen die one by one, Tao Feifei was both distressed and angry, and smashed the head of a spirit refining cultivator with a crutch, this guy's sword had just cut the throat of a half-spirit girl.

Although more than 700 people surrounded and beat more than 100 people, the strength of physical cultivation was too far behind the immortal cultivation after all, and the half-spirit clan was supposed to exchange three lives for one life of the Chaos Pavilion disciples, this was still a close-range melee, and the Chaos Pavilion disciples could not exert the result of sword driving and magic attacks, plus the half-spirit clan all wore second-grade lower-level defense suits, otherwise the five human lives would not be able to exchange one of the other party.

Li Xiangjun watched as the demi-spirit clan people were constantly dying in battle, and fine beads of sweat oozed from the back of his neck, if he continued to fight like this, the more than 100 people in the Chaos Pavilion were doomed to be wiped out, and the demi-spirit clan also had to die three or four hundred people, not to mention that the demi-spirit clan couldn't afford this result, I'm afraid Chu Jun couldn't accept it.

It's just that in this situation, Li Xiangjun is obviously powerless, she is not a general who commands the army after all, let her sit behind the scenes and take charge of the overall situation, and formulate a strategy, but it is not okay to let her personally lead the troops and command the battle.

Li Xiangjun took out the Linggang heavy cannon and bombarded a guy who was riding on a flying mount and slashed by the sword, this guy was strong, plus he had air superiority, at least seven half-spirit clans died under his hands. Although Li Xiangjun couldn't control the situation, he was very clear about the situation, so he took this lethal guy as soon as he made a move. This Chaos Pavilion disciple reacted extremely quickly, jumping up quickly on the back of his flying mount, and dodging the blow of Linggang's heavy cannon with his flying sword, his mount was directly blasted into slag.

The Chaos Pavilion disciple stared at Li Xiangjun angrily, and threw himself at her with a hesitant smile: "Slut, you are looking for death!"

The Linggang Heavy Cannon has a long cooldown and is good for long-range attacks, but close-quarters combat is just a burden. As soon as Li Xiangjun put away the Linggang heavy cannon, this Chaos Pavilion disciple had already pounced on him, pinching Li Xiangjun's throat as fast as lightning, obviously trying to capture her alive. Li Xiangjun didn't have time to react at all, so he could only subconsciously lean back.

"Hey!"

Yujia was as strong as a female leopard full of explosive power, and the big sword slashed at the waist of this Chaos Pavilion disciple, and the sword momentum was round, and the momentum was majestic. This Chaos Pavilion disciple had no choice but to give up on grabbing Li Xiangjun and swinging his sword to block it.

With a loud bang, this Chaos Pavilion Foundation Disciple was almost shocked to the point that the flying sword flew out of his hand, and he couldn't help but scream. Yujia's sword is at least more than 10,000 jin of strength, which is five times the limit of the 2,000 jin force of the fifth-level physical cultivation, so it's no wonder that this foundation building disciple was caught off guard.

Li Xiangjun took the opportunity to retreat, raised his hand and shot an ice pick to hit the door of this Chaos Pavilion disciple's face, but was blocked by the other party's condensation of a magic shield.

While!

This Chaos Pavilion disciple was surprised, but after all, it was the strength of the foundation building period, and with a sword in his back hand, he slashed the big sword in Yujia's hand, and wiped it towards her neck with a sword in his hand.

The cold light flashed, and a full moon scimitar swirled, blocking the Chaos Pavilion disciple's sharp sword, and Shao Minjiao pounced: "Leave this person to me!"

Shao Min instantly fought with this Chaos Pavilion disciple. At this time, Shangguan Yu and Shaowen and more than 20 other Zhuji also arrived, and this group of powerful helpers joined, and the situation suddenly turned around, and the casualties of the half-spirit clan were greatly reduced. Seeing this, Peach Concubine Fei was shocked, and her peach wood crutch swept towards a thin Chaos Pavilion disciple. This thin man was flattening the cheek of a half-spirit clan with a punch, his face was stained with blood, and sensing the wind behind him, Huo Ran turned his head and glared, and the murderous eyes made Concubine Tao's heart sink.

The thin man still had time to laugh fiercely, and then the horizontal sword held Tao Feifei's peach cane, and the blade of the sword slashed Tao Feifei's hand holding the crutch along the crutch. This trick was so fast that the snake was so fast with the stick that Tao Feifei had to let go and give up the crutches and retreat. The thin man smiled, and with a stretch of his toes, he viciously kicked at the next three roads of Tao Feifei, and at the same time shouted strangely: "Kick you slut!"

This kick was fast and hard, and it was really going to explode in the real kick. Concubine Tao Fei was ashamed and angry, and rolled away in embarrassment to avoid it!

The thin man obviously didn't plan to let go of Peach Concubine Fei, so he swooped up a few steps, raised his foot and continued to step on the next three key points of Peach Concubine Fei, which was really perverted. Concubine Tao's face turned pale, there was no time to hide this time, and the thin man's face showed sickly excitement, as if he had seen the top beauty in front of him holding her bloody and screaming in pain. At this moment, the ground on which the thin man was standing on one foot sank, and the guy suddenly lost his balance and leaned back in exclamation.

Kick out with all your might, and you actually dislocated yourself.

A little guy carved in pink and jade came out of the ground, pursed his mouth and pointed out, and the cold light hit the throat of the thin man, and blood splattered immediately. The thin man's throat was eroded into a huge blood hole by the Yin Yuan force, and he died before he could scream, and his eyes were wide open and he didn't bat at death. Because one leg was sunk in the dirt, and the thin man's center of gravity was low, the corpse actually maintained the independent posture of the golden rooster.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiexie you!" said Taofei gratefully.

"People's name is Zhao Ling, please call me Xiao Ling'er!" said Xiao Xiaoxiao, who was wearing a small plaid skirt.

Tao Feifei touched her little head lovingly: "It's my sister who called it wrong, Xiao Ling'er!"

"Don't touch your head!" Xiao Xiao rolled her eyes cutely, swooped into the ground, and the next moment came out of the ground more than ten meters away and attacked a Chaos Pavilion disciple.

The big melee lasted for half an hour and finally ended, except for more than a dozen disciples of the Chaos Pavilion who escaped, all the rest were killed, and the half-spirit clan also paid the price of nearly a hundred deaths, and the square in front of the Divine Thunder Temple was full of blood, and corpses were everywhere.

The battle between ordinary disciples is over, and the battle at the Jindan level is still going on.

In the sky above Tielang Peak, the three Shaoqian brothers and the four Huangqi fought with Yuen Long, and Ning Zhongtian, Yu Zhenzi, and Wenyue Zhenren each faced a master in the early stage of Jindan.

Right now, there were only eight of the thirteen Jin Dan in the Chaos Pavilion left, while one Jin Dan had died and two were seriously injured on the Zhengtianmen side.

At this time, it was completely dark, the fog on the Iron Nutside Peak had completely dispersed, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood. With the addition of Shangguan Yu, Shao Min and others, the balance of victory began to tilt towards the side of Zhengtianmen. Under the siege of Yu Zhenzi, Shangguan Yu, and Shao Min's brothers and sisters, a Chaos Pavilion's Jin Dan was destroyed, and his advantage was slowly expanding.

At this time, a team of more than 100 people flew towards Tielang Peak in the night, and the first one was holding a rusty broken sword, covered with a layer of white battle armor, it was Fan Jian who rushed back after burning the Chaos Pavilion, and the big stick mallet was carrying a three-hundred-pound big iron mallet in one hand, and a dying beautiful woman in the other hand, it was the fourth lady Liu Ruis who reported the news.

"Haha, it's Fan Jian and they're back, Yuen Long, your Chaos Pavilion lair has been destroyed!"

Yuen Long and the others saw clearly that the woman in the hand of the big stick mallet was Liu Rus, and they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, as if they had been beaten on the head, one of them Jin Dan was distracted, and was immediately beheaded by Wen Yue Zhenren, and Yu Zhenzi took the opportunity to split it directly into two with a thunder dragon break.

Yuen Long was shocked and angry, and with a sword, Shao Xuan was pushed away, and he retreated sharply, while shouting: "Withdraw!"

The old nest was destroyed, His Holiness did not appear for so long, the situation was very bad, Yuen Long knew that the general trend had gone, and if he did not leave at this time, he would have to bury his life here sooner or later.

The remaining five Jindan elders had already had the idea of retreating, and when they saw Yuen Long fleeing, they were even more confused, and they withdrew and flew back to prepare to escape.

"If you want to run, you asked Grandpa's sword!" Fan Jian snorted coldly, and a little cold star stabbed Yuen Long.

Yuen Long raised his hand and slapped it out, condensing a chaotic giant palm out of thin air, slapping Fan Jian fiercely, and the speed did not decrease in the sky.

Bang! Fan Jian was directly shot out!

"Mountain!" Shao Qian made a spell.

Yuen Long slashed the 10,000-jin stone mountain with a sword, his body had already soared a hundred meters away, and he turned around and shouted: "Elder Ben wants to leave, who can stop him? You wait, Elder Ben will not give up, I want you to be restless!"

Everyone couldn't help but change their faces slightly, and they all knew that if Yuen Long escaped the consequences, if a guy in the late stage of Jindan did not take revenge by any means, it would be a terrible thing, if he didn't steal the thief, he was afraid of being cheap, not to mention that he was still a powerful thief!

Seeing Yuen Long fleeing away, a green shirt came at a gallop from a distance, leaving a long series of afterimages in the space!

Yuen Long's face changed sharply, and he shouted in disbelief: "It's you!"

Chu Jun stopped in the air with the thunder dragon sword in his hand, Yuen Long seemed to be a ghost, and the whole person was stunned!

"You...... You escaped from His Holiness?"

Yuen Long stared at Chu Jun deadly, but the latter said something that made him completely desperate!

"The old demon is dead!"