Chapter 877

What's it like to be surrounded by nine monks at the same time?

"Zheng Xiaohua" had a very sour experience at the moment. He didn't even have time to panic. The air around him was drained and oppressed by nine powerful fields.

The nine blades broke through the air, and any one of them exceeded the strength of "Zheng Xiaohua", not to mention the nine. Moreover, the cooperation between the knives was quite methodical, sealing the key points everywhere.

The alarm bell in your head!

"Zheng Xiaohua" screamed, almost without thinking, and a golden flame rushed out of the body.

Nine knives cut the flesh body and split it in an instant, bursting out a blood mist. Mixed in the blood mist, there was not only the golden flame representing Zheng Feiyue, but also a spirit.

Wang Xiaohua in the state of divine soul has an illusory body, the size of a palm, empty arms and holding a Mini Magic knife. It may be because she has been roasted by the golden flame. At the moment, her consciousness is a little vague and she doesn't know how to escape.

The left Dharma protector seemed to be ready. He stretched out his hand and fished forward. There was a strong wind. In the blink of an eye, he put Wang Xiaohua's spirit into his sleeve.

At this point, he had no scruples in his heart and said ruthlessly, "kill!"

Brush!

The long Sabre is like a forest, sending out terrible evil Qi and sweeping towards the golden flame.

Just then, a loud bell sounded out of thin air.

The bell seemed to ring directly in the people's divine consciousness, and several knives cleaving to the golden flame were together.

After such a delay, there were two powerful air breaking sounds from the viewing platform, accompanied by two loud landing sounds, and the whole challenge arena shook.

Two Tianyan armours that exude terror and prestige have been blocked in front of nine knives.

"Kill!"

The sound of the bright weapon came from Tianyan armour. The old man beat the iron hard and the fight was not vague. He clenched his two big iron fists and smashed them at the front. He was very irritable.

Old man sun followed, swept his legs, swept a large area of bluestone slabs underground, and covered the retreat of the golden flame at the same time!

"Tiangang flame, shape my real body!"

Zheng Feiyue's voice sounded, the golden flame in the air "roared" high, and the black "ashes" in the residual flame seemed to live, elongated and deformed a little.

A moment later, a familiar figure appeared in front of the crowd.

Zheng Feiyue!

The left Dharma protector stared at Zheng Feiyue and hated him. In order to deal with this boy, the evil god sect played all its cards. I thought it was safe. Unexpectedly, there was an accident. The little sect leader lost his body!

"Hold on, I'll chop this boy alive to avenge the young patriarch!"

The left Dharma protector said mercilessly, his body crossed a curve, bypassed the scuffle to the battlefield of a regiment, rushed towards Zheng Feiyue, and the long knife clanked in his hand.

As a great monk who has been enlightened for eight thousand years, the second master (left Dharma protector) has 100% confidence to take this boy. No matter how evil the other person's talent is, he has just realized the Tao.

The long Sabre came through the air with the unique way of the second master. It seemed that even the air could be split. It was extremely overbearing!

Zheng Feiyue, who turned into a human again, was a little different from before. He was angry all over, even the long stick in his hand.

Facing the strong man who has realized the Tao for eight thousand years, he was not afraid at all. He raised his long stick high and shouted, "if you want to fight, I will fight. I have endured you for a long time, asshole!"

Boom!

The battlefield was ignited, and everyone was fighting. For a time, there was a roar on the fairy peak.

On the viewing platform, the elite disciples of the Ming Wang sect and the evil god sect fought against each other. It was difficult to solve the problems for a time. The response of the surrounding scattered repairs was slow, and many were affected by the pond fish.

meanwhile.

More than a dozen Tianyan armours of the magic weapon sect stood around the viewing platform and were attacked by the fleeing crowd, like a reef on the beach.

They are guarding against fishers in troubled waters.

At the same time, the men of the iron blood camp also carried weapons and surrounded the people in the heart demon valley.

Lv Bu took the lead and held a halberd. He was not afraid of the three friars, but his eyes were boiling with war.

Nangong's face was ugly and said, "Zheng Feiyue has a big appetite. Do you even want to eat my heart demon Valley?"

Lv Bu thought about the boss's previous explanation and said faintly: "since Xinmo Valley doesn't want to stand in line, it's better to stay out all the time. You and I can rest assured."

Hearing the speech, Nangong looked at the fierce battle on and off the stage and said in a deep voice: "Ming wangzong, magic weapon Zong and Zheng Feiyue joined hands. Even LV Jian was willing to help him, which was beyond my expectation, but these people can't stop the evil god Zong!"

"That's not what I should care about." Lv Bu's face was expressionless and his eyes fell on the team of Xinmo valley. "My task is to control all outside variables."

"Ha?"

Suxin sneered and hovered in front of him with a long red sword in his hand. He disdained to say, "you young people dare to deal with my heart demon Valley!"

All the disciples of Xinmo Valley stood up and looked murderously at Lv Bu.

Lv Bu was happy and fearless, as if he was facing not a powerful sect, but an enemy array that could be defeated at any time. He said coldly, "finish the array!"

"Promise!"

The men of the iron blood camp responded in unison. Several people arranged formations and echoed each other from a distance. They could attack and retreat, and their momentum was rising.

"Die!"

Suxin and Changxin looked at each other, and they rose up together, like a fairy dancing, but under their graceful posture, there was a deadly killing opportunity.

"Stop!"

Nangong cold drink.

Su anxiously said, "Valley master, what are you hesitating about at this time? Zheng Feiyue is a man who will repay his kindness. We have already been his enemy without helping him. Why not take this opportunity to get rid of him!"

Li Wanqing's face suddenly turned white in the team of Xinmo valley.

Although the successor of Xinmo Valley expected that something big would happen tonight, he didn't expect that the scope was so large that most of the seven sects were involved.

Nangong clenched Beiya's teeth.

Even Su Xin understood the truth. She didn't know it. She was expected to fight with the left Dharma protector on the stage. She couldn't open this mouth all the time.

Among them, there are fear, confusion and a few concerns.

"Valley master!"

Chang Xin saw Nangong's hesitation. He was anxious and angry. He wanted to open his Valley master's head and see what she was thinking at this point!

"Valley master!"

It was another cry, but Li Wanqing's voice. Her voice was very urgent: "it's unwise to start a war at this time. Step by step, please think again!"

"Fine evening!" Su Xin looked tense, and there was a flash of light in her eyes. "The benefits of the sect are greater than everything. Are you still thinking about your lover at this time?"

Li Wanqing knew that she couldn't shrink at this time, and her tone was also firm: "the way of doing things in Xinmo Valley is to advocate the strong. It's hard to predict the victory or defeat of Zheng Feiyue and the evil god sect. Why should we hurry to stand in line?"

Suxin smiled angrily: "the outcome is unpredictable? Look at the stage. Does it look like it is unpredictable?"

Li Wanqing looks at the battlefield on the stage.

Eight great friars of the evil god sect besieged two Tianyan armor warriors of the evil weapon sect, plus LV Jian. It's only a matter of time to win. As for the battle between Zheng Feiyue and the left Dharma protector of the evil god sect

Zheng Feiyue can't hold on!