The Legend of Soul Fighter: The Genius Repeater

"Has it been discovered?"

Mu Bai was startled, but soon calmed down, ready to fight.

In the air, three figures slid past like shooting stars, and landed in front of Mu Bai and the others in the blink of an eye.

"It's from the Martial God Sect!" Mu Bai exclaimed, this time he couldn't keep calm anymore.

The group of orcs were also taken aback when they saw the three humans suddenly appearing. They obviously felt the extremely powerful aura and coercion, and they didn't dare to move in place for a while.

Zi Yan looked coldly at Castile and the two holy disciples in front of him, frowned, and sighed inwardly that it was still a step too late.

"Ziyan." Castiel asked coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Ziyan said with an expression on her face: "You don't need to ask me about my affairs."

"Hmph!" Castile snorted coldly, and said, "I don't care about your affairs, but leave that kid to me." As he spoke, he pointed his right hand at Mubai.

Mu Bai's heart is dark, this is a god-level master, there is no one here who is the opponent of this Martial God sect master.

"Tianming, immediately cover Mubai and go to the altar, I'll hold it here." Ziyan said.

Tianming nodded slightly, pulled out the long sword behind him instantly, winked at Mu Bai and the others and said, "Let's go."

"Where to go!"

The golden light cut through the darkness, and suddenly saw a golden sword pointing directly at Mu Bai.

Mu Bai felt that his body had been locked by Castile, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

"Be careful!"

Cang Meng and Han Yan exclaimed at the same time, and immediately stood in front of Mu Bai.

"Keng!"

It was a close call.A soft and slender sword thrust out obliquely, blocking Castile's attack.

"cough……"

Ziyan let out a muffled snort, and was immediately shocked by Castile's sword to take a few steps back.

"Go!" Ziyan shouted.

In an instant, Tianming led the four disciples and ran quickly towards the altar.

Mu Bai didn't react too slowly, with a flash of red light in his right hand, he summoned the Dragon Slaying Saber, and immediately followed behind the two of them.

"stop!"

The two disciples who came with Castile immediately stood in front of Tianming.

Those two disciples are very strong, both masters of the lower ranks of the holy level.

A cold light flashed in Tianming's eyes, the long sword in his hand trembled, and a hundred sword lights shone out, stabbing a disciple with more than a dozen wounds of different depths all over his body with one blow, and sending him flying.