Chapter 407

It was Shang 1 and Shang 2 who came quietly and besieged immortal Chidan.

Red Dan real person was strangled neck, still turn head to Luo Xing difficult say: "star, run!"

"Ha ha!" Business one business two ha ha size, one of them pulled the end of the chain, slightly forced a pull.

Luo Xing widened her eyes and watched the red Dan real man's neck tilt. The scene was terrible. She turned her head in a hurry and dropped her eyes. She was so flustered that she jumped,

As soon as the merchant's second hand was loosened, the merchant shook the chain, threw it, puffed it, and the corpse of immortal Chidan fell into the dust.

"Red Dan!" When Wuwei Laozu saw it, he roared and his eyes turned red.

The jade screen old ancestor also saw, her facial expression is solemn, on the hand attack accelerated.

One of the ancestors laughed.

All of a sudden, their little Lord's cold voice rang again: "catch some living leaders!"

The sound of the wheels behind his black carriage revealed a black cage covered with black cloth.

Seeing this, the demon ancestor laughs and twists his body. He grabs tianqingzhen, binds his hands and feet, and throws it at the prison car. With a bang, tianqingzhen is thrown into the prison car.

Wuwei Laozu looked at the bloody air, looked down and saw a piece of well debris, can not help but heart big grief, tears.

"I'm really ashamed of the successive masters of Yunhua sect..." the Wuwei ancestor murmured. As soon as he turned, he led the demon ancestor who had been around him to one side and waved his sleeve.

Yuping's ancestor can see clearly. She knows that Wuwei's ancestor also wants to self explode. She wants to stop it, but she opens her mouth, but she can't make any sound. At this time, sooner or later, she will die. Now self explosion can kill a demon ancestor, which is better than being captured alive later.

She looked at Yan Qingyang and saw that Yan Qingyang was concentrating on dealing with two or three demon disciples.

She sighed in her heart that such a good seedling would fall here.

It's a pity that yunhuazong has a long history!

Wuwei Laozu is determined to die. He leads away the people who are pestering him. He is about to explode. Suddenly, there is a lot of noise behind the demons.

"No, someone's coming! It's from Lingxiao sword sect. No, it's from poisonous fairy Valley! "

As soon as Wu Wei's father looked up, he saw a large white cloud moving quickly. When he got closer, he saw that they were the disciples of Lingxiao sword sect. They were all white robed and holding swords. The first two were white haired old men, but the first one was monk Yuan Ying.

"Inaction, old man! Here we are Cried an old man at the front.

At this time, another two ancestors in green came over and said, "those bastards of the demons, don't run away if you have the ability."

In the distance, a large green cloud came.

Looking up and overjoyed, Yuping said, "master, it's Lingxiao sword clan and Duxian valley. There are still several ancestors here!"

Sure enough, they were two groups of people from Lingxiao sword sect and Duxian valley. They were like a green cloud and a white cloud. They came up from two directions respectively, and immediately scattered the demon disciples in black.

"Lingxiao Jianzong and Duxian valley are coming to help. Come on, everyone. Kill hard and get rid of these demons!" Immortal Bailian had a big drink. He just had a big drink. A demon ancestor sneaked by. As soon as he fished, he fished him up, tied his hands and feet, and threw him into the prison car.

In a twinkling, two groups of men and horses came near.

At this time, the disciples of yunhuazong got up their spirits. Just now, they were determined to fight to the death, but at this time, they had a chance of life. They were all excited. When they thought of their dead classmates, their hatred surged and the attack became more fierce.

Lingxiao Jianzong and duxiangu both have two ancestors, and each of them has blocked one.

The scuffle continued. It was just a massacre by the demons, but now it is a war between the two sides.

While killing the enemy, Yan Qingyang paid attention to the situation of Lingxiao sword sect. Among the disciples, one of them was Mu Tianhe, who had excellent fighting power and natural posture.

Mu Tianhe killed two demon disciples, jumped up and came to Yan Qingyang. He hit the disciple in front of her with his sword and said to Yan Qingyang, "sorry, Qingyang, I'm late!"

Yan Qingyang shakes her head. She looks at the falling disciples of yunhuazong. Her heart is urgent and painful.

Suddenly, she thought of yunlele and asked, "brother mu, do you see yunlele?"

Without waiting for mu Tianhe to speak, a voice came: "sister Yan, I'm here!"

Yun Lele waved his long sword and jumped over with one foot. His clothes were dyed red with blood, and there were several scars on his face. He was very embarrassed, but his eyes were bright and he was determined to kill.

"Yunhuazong died so many people..." yunlele clenched his teeth and waved his sword. The light in his eyes flashed away and he said.

Yan Qingyang saw that he was injured, so he quickly protected him, and Mu Tianhe also silently stood by him.

They have no time to chat and continue to kill the demon disciples. The scuffle continued. From time to time, some disciples fell in the air, some of them were the disciples of the demon clan, some of them were the disciples of Yunhua sect, some of them were the disciples of Duxian Valley, and some of them were the disciples of Lingxiao sword sect. The corpses are accumulating, and the blood of yunhuazong is flowing. The number of people on both sides is decreasing sharply. In the fight, another ancestor of poison fairy Valley and a demon clan died together. Roaring sound, soon, the demons are at a disadvantage. The guards around the black carriage even started to fight. Shang Wentian came to the carriage and said in a low voice, "young master, the situation is not good. There are many people from Lingxiao sword sect and Duxian valley. We can't support them any more. Let's go now!" The people in the carriage were silent for a while, and then said one word: "Herald, withdraw, remember to take the prison wagon!" The demons retreated like water. After a while, several sects came back. Although both sects sent reinforcements, the strength of the two sides was not very different. If they continued to fight, they would lose both sides. Lingxiao Jianzong and Duxian Valley just came to reinforce and didn't want to go all out. Yan Qingyang looks over and sees Mu Tianhe in the middle of a piece of white clothes. Mu Tianhe's flowing light sword dances and comes to Yan Qingyang. He looks at Yan Qingyang carefully and sees that Yan Qingyang is not hurt. He is relieved. As soon as the war stopped, Wu Wei's grandfather quickly thanks the two ancestors who came to help. After a few words, they are about to withdraw. Mu Tianhe looked at Yan Qingyang fondly and gathered her disordered hair for her. He said, "Qingyang, I have to go back to Lingxiao sword sect. The demons are still there. We are also very dangerous!"