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"Fellow Daoist's tone is really serious..."

An old voice said very flatly.

Dozens of rays of light flew up from the city, and the first person was Mr. Bing, who was thin and thin.Hong Tian, ​​Daoist Wuwei and brother Liao with a face like a jujube were by his side.The other Nascent Soul cultivators followed closely behind, and charged towards dozens of Demon Cultivators.

Many years ago, there were rumors that Mr. Bing's lifespan had reached the upper limit of monks in the mid-Yuanying period, and he was about to pass away.Unexpectedly, many years have passed, Mr. Bing is still alive and well, but he has not advanced.However, as long as he is alive, he will be No. 1 in Jinzhou City.Even Fang Feiyang, who is known as the number one expert in Jinzhou City, is still not as famous as the oldest medical saint.

Mr. Bing took the initiative to invite Ying to fight against Zhao Damozun, probably because of his advanced age and hopeless advancement.

Zhao Damozun is high above, with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes, scanning old Mr. Bing and others up and down, and said with a sneer: "The person who came has a name, this Damozun's subordinates are immortal and unknown..."

Ji Qingsha, who was following Mrs. Tan's side, was almost suffocated!

This is clearly an old chapter novel on Earth.

Also come to the common name!

"Old man Bingwu."

Mr. Bing paused ten feet away from the Great Demon Lord, and said calmly.

The Great Demon Venerable was not irritated by Mr. Bing's attitude, his thick eyebrows suddenly raised, seemed a little surprised, and then he clasped his fists and said, "It turns out that your Excellency is the famous Doctor Bing, I'm sorry. A certain person is polite!"

It seems that the army of demons teleported hundreds of millions of miles here to attack Jinzhou City, and they really did their homework beforehand.

"Don't dare to be. Everyone is an enemy country, so let's avoid being polite. Fellow Daoists don't call you ancestors in the Seven Nights Realm, but come to our Somo Realm to kill wantonly. Is it true that no one in the world can kill you?"

Mr. B's tone was still flat, and he said what he said.But hard, not half polite.

Great Demon Lord Zhao sneered, looked up and down Mr. Bing and the others again, with a hint of disdain evident on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Of course Zhao does not think he is invincible, but relying on you. Put it in the eyes of a certain family. Since you are unwilling to surrender and want to die, then Zhao will fulfill you!"

"Look at the knife!"

This is Zhao Damozun's temper, he is really not peaceful at all, he hits as soon as he says, without any pretense, he raises his arms. With a sound of "shua", a black knife glow of several tens of feet swept across the middle of Mr. Bing and others.

It could be seen that these four Nascent Soul mid-stage monks stood side by side, vaguely adopting a semi-surrounding posture towards him.It was specially designed to deal with him.

Except for Mr. Bing, Hong Tian, ​​Wuwei Daoist, and the monk surnamed Liao are all full of energy.The cultivation base is advanced and profound, far from being comparable to ordinary Nascent Soul mid-stage monks.

Seeing the sword glow sweeping over.The four of them showed their magical powers and avoided them.

Before this, everyone had never fought against each other, so they don't know how powerful this great demon is.Since he was very cautious, he didn't want to fight him lightly.

At that moment, the Great Demon Venerable shook his hands again, and slashed out...

Seeing that this side has already moved their hands, the other Nascent Soul cultivators shouted and started fighting each other.

In terms of numbers, the number of Nascent Soul monks dispatched by both sides is roughly the same, and both are based on the early Nascent Soul monks as the main force, and the number of mid-term monks is much smaller.In terms of supernatural powers, each has its own characteristics, so it's hard to say which one is stronger or weaker.However, Demon Lord of the Seven Nights Realm is obviously well-trained, basically no one fights alone, and three or five people always join forces to fight together.Each other, mutual cover.In this way, the combat effectiveness will be greatly improved compared with individual combat.

Nascent Soul monks in Jinzhou City are naturally far inferior in this respect.

In essence, Jinzhou City is an open trading city. The high-level monks in the city usually practice on their own on weekdays, meditating on alchemy, and war is very far away for them.Fighting alone may not be weaker than Demon Lord of the Seven Nights Realm, but with a large-scale melee, the disadvantage becomes very obvious.

A moment later, someone exclaimed that they were injured.

On the other hand, Zhao Damozun and Mr. Bing and other four people fought inseparably.

The Great Demon Venerable is certainly good, but Mr. Bing and the others are not mediocre. Although they have not received special training for cooperative combat, after a few rounds, the four of them quickly reached a certain tacit understanding. It's getting better and better, enough to resist, at least for a while, you won't be at a disadvantage.

Fang Feiyang, who was watching the battle from a distance, could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as old Mr. Bing and others can tightly entangle Zhao Damozun, half of today's battle will be won.As long as you hold on for an hour and don't let the demons break through the city defenses, Moxie Mountain's underground spiritual energy will gradually recover, and the power of the city defense formation will increase greatly, and it will definitely be able to firmly block the demon army outside the city.When the reinforcements arrive, it will be the end of the devil.

Both sides in the melee seemed to be unnoticed. The tens of thousands of elite demon troops following the Great Demon Venerable Zhao had already dispersed unknowingly, and one of them even flew up and hid directly. Deep in the dark clouds above the sky, they didn't come to help the battle, but they didn't know what they were doing.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the fighting situation became more and more fierce. From time to time, there were screams of distress, and more and more Nascent Soul masters were injured.

However, it is well known that once a monk successfully condenses the Nascent Soul, it is difficult to be easily killed.Even if the physical body is destroyed, Yuanying can escape alone and find a new life.So after half an hour of fierce fighting, although many Nascent Soul cultivators were injured, there were very few who really fell, with their bodies and spirits destroyed.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually shrouded inadvertently, submerging the many monks in the fierce battle little by little.

Most of the monks had sharp eyes and ears, especially high-ranking monks. Although the dark clouds that became thicker and thicker gradually filled the battlefield and lingered around them, they did not have any substantial impact for the time being.As a Nascent Soul cultivator, even if he couldn't see anything in front of him, it would never prevent them from fighting.

When high-level monks fight, they often rely on instinct rather than rational judgment.

None of us felt that there was anything wrong with these dark clouds that were piling up more and more around us, until the accident happened suddenly.

The first accident happened to the monk surnamed Liao with a face as heavy as a jujube.

The cultivator surnamed Liao practiced an extremely powerful and domineering technique. Holding a heavy stick, he fought head-to-head with Zhao Damozun, and he corrected three moves in a row. After suffering a small loss, he immediately killed him alive and well.

This foreign monk surnamed Liao had unknowingly become the number one main force in fighting against Zhao Damozun.

He faced the enemy head-on, and the others held him back. Even though the Great Demon Lord had earth-shattering supernatural powers, he was also held tightly by the four of them. He could neither annihilate the four of them in one fell swoop, nor ignore them. Take a shot at the moat formation that is at its weakest stage.

"If you are a coward, you will know how to make trouble..."

When his onslaught was once again blocked by the monk surnamed Liao, the Great Demon Venerable was finally completely enraged. With a loud shout, he suddenly raised the huge black blade more than ten feet long, and stabbed the monk surnamed Liao several feet away. Slash through.

"What do you mean by making trouble? In war, you have to win..."

The cultivator surnamed Liao laughed, took a deep breath, raised the iron rod in his hand, and faced the black giant blade.

At this moment, an extremely subtle but sharp sound of piercing the sky suddenly sounded, even though everyone was a Nascent Soul master, they couldn't figure out where the sound of piercing the sky came from in a hurry, so they couldn't help but move their own way. With the power of divine sense, he quickly swept around.

"No, someone plotted..."

Immediately afterwards, the monk surnamed Liao yelled, completely different from the calmness just now, his tone became extremely flustered, and mixed with pain, it was obvious that he had been tricked.

"Liao Daoyou, what's going on?"

Daoist Wuwei who was not far from the monk surnamed Liao immediately asked.

It's a pity that the monk surnamed Liao didn't have time to answer him. Just now, he only felt a numbness in his waist, and the magic power he had just condensed disappeared without a trace in an instant. Couldn't even lift a finger.

Then, the black light flashed past.

The cultivator surnamed Liao only screamed for a while, and then stopped abruptly. His tall body was split in two, and bloody arrows flew out, rushing straight to a height of several feet. Immediately, the two corpses fell straight from the air. go down.

Seeing this scene, Old Mr. Bing, Hong Tian and Master Wuwei couldn't recover for a moment.

They were playing well just now, attacking and defending, cooperating with each other tacitly, how could a lively friend be split in two in the blink of an eye?

What's more terrible is that they don't even know what kind of conspiracy the monk surnamed Liao has been involved in.

In other words, this enemy hiding in the dark may strike them secretly at any time.When they came to their senses, Zhao Damozun's gigantic blade whizzed off.This way of fighting is really fast and worry-free, and the coordination is perfect.

A black shadow flashed, and a small man with a height of several inches emerged from the two corpses. His face was full of surprise and anger.

Nascent Soul stared fiercely at Zhao Damozun, and without saying a word, he flew towards Wuwei Daoist not far away.

Daoist Wuwei's expression froze, he shook his sleeves, and swept towards Yuanying, a monk surnamed Liao.

"Hey, after being hit by my Black Blood Slash, and wanting to get rid of Nascent Soul, it's just a daydream!"

Zhao Damozun squinted his eyes, and said this to Yuanying in the air, but he didn't move to stop Wuwei Daoist, as if everything was under control.

Just when the monk Yuanying surnamed Liao was about to meet the tornado rolled up by Daoist Wuwei, the monk Yuanying surnamed Liao suddenly yelled, showing a look of horror on his face, and immediately after, a layer of black ink like ink floated on the surface of Yuanying The mist spread all over Nascent Soul's body in an instant, and Nascent Soul fainted immediately. Zhao Damo Zun raised his hand and snatched the fainted Nascent Soul from the hands of Daoist Wuwei. (to be continued~^~)