"Old man, are you worthy of being enemies with Lei?"

Lei Yidao sneered coldly, the knife in his hand was steady and powerful, and he chased the escaped disciples of the Divine Talisman Palace like a knife.

"My Beihuan Fairy Palace and Liufu Temple have always been in the same spirit. Today, the disciples of Liufu Temple are in your hands. You are already in great sin. If you want to survive, then kill this thief who hides his head and tail!"

The sound of Luo Xinghe is also cold.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword shadow flew straight into the sky and slashed straight into the burly and strong man. Then, the void above the burly strong man's head suffocated, and more than ten white stars floated out at the same time and fell. With the appearance of this big star, the void suddenly became biting and biting, and even the space seemed to be frozen.

The burly and strong man couldn't help but shivered, watching the sword light as sharp as a dragon, and murderous intent splashing everywhere. The force contained in the stars floating on the sky was even more fierce and fierce. He didn't dare to be careless. While rushing to the side, he waved his sword to slash out a dense sword light, blocking the sword light flying from afar and the big stars flying from the sky.

In front of him, there were seven-colored spiritual lights flashing beside him, and dense fist shadows flew over. The False Golden Body of Monk Danshan was shaking his fists and launched a series of attacks on him.

The white light suddenly appeared around Lei Yijiu, and then his figure disappeared out of thin air.

The burly and strong man was shocked. The thunder sword practiced with the power of space, and could appear thousands of miles away like teleportation. Maybe he would appear behind him in the next moment. He didn't dare to be careless, so he raised all his strength and flew away in the distance. With a wave of his sleeves, a piece of light and shadow flew out, spreading out in the air like a scattered flower of the heavenly girl. As many as twenty magic weapons with flashing lights rushed towards Monk Danshan and Luo Xinghe and the other two. Each magic weapon was expanding violently and was about to explode.

A thunder and a sword are no longer his enemies. Luo Xinghe and Monk Danshan joined forces to fight, which made him even more frightened. At this moment, he could only use the trick of self-destructing his natal magic weapon to block the enemy. Among these twenty magic weapons, most of them are seventh-level magic weapons, and there are even two precious eighth-level magic weapons. The power of self-destructing is so great that it can severely damage or even kill powerful people in the Color Star Realm.

Sang Qingshu's expression changed several times, and he slashed at Monk Danshan with several swords. Then he turned around and ran away. While escaping, he communicated with his natal spiritual star. The void of the sky was twisted, and more than thirty big stars emerged out of thin air. Half appeared above Monk Danshan's head, and half appeared above the head of the burly and strong man, and quickly flew down.

He wanted to stop this burly man and let this burly man be his scapegoat, otherwise he would not be able to escape today.

He quickly took out two seventh-level Fengxing Talismans from the space bracelet and slapped them on both legs. Then, he took out three more talismans and held them in his hands, preparing to use a killer move when someone chased him. These three talismans were all eighth-level heavenly sword talismans he refined by himself. They were made with the skin of eighth-level monsters as the main material. It took him more than ten years and was worth a lot. If he was taken out for auction, each talisman could be sold at a sky-high price of billions of spirit stones. At this moment, he no longer considered the value of this talisman and just wanted to escape.

As for the life and death of the disciples of the Divine Talisman Palace, he no longer cares about it. Let it go to fate!

With the blessing of Fengxing Talisman, his escape speed instantly doubled. He only saw a blue light passing by in the air. It disappeared in the blink of an eye, and his figure was as fast as it had faded.

The roar behind him shook the sky!

"Sang Qingshu, you won't die well. My Jiuyao Palace will not give up with you!"

The burly man's angry roar came from behind, followed by a scream of horror: "No, you can't kill..."

Half of his words stopped, and his running body suddenly turned into two halves. The two halves were still running. After running tens of thousands of feet, it collapsed and turned into a blood rain all over the sky.

Lei Yidao's figure appeared not far behind him, wrapped in a ball of white light and was also running. He waved his sword in his hand. The soul of this burly and strong man had just escaped from his body. Before he had escaped, he had been strangled by the sword light.

Luo Xinghe and the figure of monk Danshan appeared in the other two directions. Luo Xinghe was covered in a half-old gray robe, with no expression on his face and a cold expression. The series of magic weapons that had just exploded were all avoided by him. In this way, he could not get close to the burly man and failed to attack him.

Monk Danshan looked embarrassed at this moment, dressed in rags, and his body was covered with scars. With the intention of dodging, the magic weapon self-destructed did not hurt him. However, he was just besieged by Sang Qingshu and this burly man, but he was seriously injured.

Luo Xinghe stared at the burial man's burial place for a few more glances, then stared at Lei Yidao for a few more glances, then turned his gaze to Sang Qingshu in the distance and frowned.

In just a moment, Sang Qingshu had escaped thousands of miles away. With Sang Qingshu's current speed, he could not catch up even if he wanted to. If Lei Yidao used the secret space technique, he could catch up and stop him. However, Lei Yidao could not kill Sang Qingshu alone. As for taking him and Monk Danshan to teleport, Lei Yidao may not be willing. Today's betrayal is too much.

Looking left and right, there were several disciples of the Divine Talisman Palace running away in the distance. Judging from his escape speed, there was a Red Gold Realm cultivator and a Blue Gold Realm cultivator. In the other direction, the other person escaped slowly. It is very likely that he was also a Red Gold Realm cultivator. Judging from the armor on this person's body, it was not the standard of the Divine Talisman Palace, but should be a Red Gold Realm elder of a medium-sized sect.

"kill!"

Luo Xinghe shouted softly, turned around and rushed towards the Red Gold Realm cultivator in the Divine Talisman Palace. He was a partner before, but now he has become an enemy and has made enemies and has taken the knife. He cannot let it go.

Monk Danshan quietly raised his legs and rushed to the other direction, chasing the Chijin Realm elder of the medium-sized sect, and slapped him from a distance. Just now, the disciples of Liufu Temple were killed by Sang Qingshu and his gang. This man acted with the Divine Talisman Palace and was an accomplice and could not be let go.

A moment later, several escapees were killed on the ground without any hesitation. After Lei Yidao carefully and meticulously picked up the burly and powerful space bracelet and several remaining magic weapons, he had already picked up the lost things of the disciples of the Divine Talisman Palace everywhere.

Not long.

Three rays of light rushed towards the north of the city like wind and lightning, towards Yin Kaitian, Dao Kuang and others, and left the fierce battle place.

Seeing that the three of them were less than a thousand miles away from the battle, Lei Yidao, who was in the lead, was about to attack. A loud "dang" sound came. Ming Zun split Yin Kaitian's puppet clone in two with one knife. Then, he soared into the sky from this gap, wrapped in a ball of magic mist and galloped towards the north side.

Yin Kaitian waved his sword and slashed angrily. The sword lights flew, but he could not kill Mingzun. Flying swords rushed into the sky and chased Mingzun. As a result, Mingzun's escape speed was faster than that of the flying sword. Yin Kaitianqing couldn't help but raise his legs and chased forward. He only chased after a few steps, less than a hundred miles away, but his body staggered in the air and almost fell to the ground. He hurriedly stabilized his body, but he couldn't help but spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

Grinning bitterly, he had to stop chasing, quickly took out a pill ball, threw it into his mouth, and his heart moved, and the flying swords turned one after another, and the puppet, covered in bruises, quickly returned to his side.

There were a bit of luck, and there were serious overdrawing of magic power, and a lot of internal and external injuries. It was a burning of Gao Xiang until now. Fortunately, several eighth-level demons were unhappy and did not rush up to bite them. Fortunately, the car was not too late. Sang Qingshu and others' conspiracy was aimed at the sword maniac rather than him. They did not secretly hide the spy in the Caixing Realm in the Beihuan Immortal Palace team, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Dao Kuang. Dao Kuang's temper is more stubborn than him, and his fame is greater than that of the Burial Immortal Palace. It is normal for these powerful enemies to list Dao Kuang as targets of sneak attack and kill.

Of course, these people may have considered that the demon coalition was powerful and thought that he would be killed by the demons, so they did not bury mines by his side.

A series of sounds of Ding Ding Ding interrupted Yin Kaitian's thoughts. In the distance, the flying swords sacrificed by Liu Qianying wanted to intercept Ming Zun, but were all killed by Ming Zun. Many flying swords instantly added gaps.

Liu Qianying felt heartbroken and hurriedly recalled Fei Jian.

Yin Kaitian stared at Liu Qianying's flying sword for a few times, his expression suddenly changed. He raised his eyes and looked around, and he also called out a secret cry. There were only twelve flying swords left. The twelve flying swords were also covered with cracks and gaps. I don't know what the sword in Mingzun's hand was refined, and it was extremely sharp. The sword in Liu Qianying's hand was asked to be cast, which was not as sharp as the sword in his hand, so he naturally could not stop the cutting.

With a wave of his sleeve, twelve flying swords rushed towards the Che Buchi on one side. The puppet, covered in bruises, also took a step towards Che Buchi.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and walked towards the car without delay.

For a moment, I was in a complicated mood. Over the past four years, I have fought side by side with Che Buchi many times and repelled the demon coalition's repeated sieges. However, I didn't expect that at this critical moment of today's decisive battle, Che Buchi chose to betray him.
Chapter completed!