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The black figure's pupil suddenly shrinks, almost has no resistance, is pierced by the black Epee sword, dies on the spot.

"Mu..."

Looking at the familiar figure, Xu xuan'er couldn't help but be overjoyed. She opened her mouth and was about to shout.

But mu Yu has taken back the split empty sword. Without looking at her, he left and disappeared in her sight.

Seeing this scene, a tear hung on Xu Xuaner's face.

"I can't imagine that there is such a peerless young Tianjiao in my spiritual world, and I don't know from which big force?"

"I think he should have been sent to save us."

The other disciples of Yinyue sect looked at Mu Yu's back and worshiped him. They couldn't help but praise him.

"Eh, elder martial sister Xu, why are you crying? We are dying to survive. We should be happy. "

The other disciples couldn't understand Xu Xuaner's crying face.

Muyu all the way to the north, through the place, countless dead people died in his hands, but also rescued a lot of people.

"I don't know. Where are Shifu, elder martial brothers and elder martial sisters?"

Mu Yu murmured that there are too many disaster stricken areas in the northeast, so the whole front is very long. The disciples of the major forces sent by the cultivation alliance are scattered in various positions, so it is almost difficult to find a few people.

At this time, a deserted city appeared in front of Mu Yu's eyes.

In front of the city, there is a fierce battle going on.

Countless strong people of the dead spirit clan tore open the ground like ants and surrounded the monks of the cultivation alliance.

On the side of the practice alliance, Chaotian Palace, Lingxiao Pavilion, Huotian Pavilion, qianyuanzong, Duanmu clan, Nangong clan and other major forces all gathered here.

At this moment, they retreated, even the gate was almost lost.

On the wall of the city, a beautiful woman in a long moon dress was standing. On her hands, countless light white lights were emitted, helping many injured disciples to remove their wounds.

The long-term application of the therapy made her pale and consumed too much.

Seeing that the situation in front of her was not getting any better, but also declining step by step, her eyebrows were frowning, and the sad color on her face was hard to get rid of.

"Little master yue'er, we can't keep it. Let's retreat first." An old Taoist of Nangong nationality.

"Yes, our people have been killed and injured heavily. Many people have been cursed. If we continue to fight, all the troops will be destroyed." An elder of Lingxiao Pavilion also advised.

"No way

Shangguan Yueer's eyes flashed a touch of stubbornness, she firmly said: "there are tens of thousands of people in the city have not yet evacuated, and our seriously injured disciples, they have no way to evacuate like us, if we go, what do they do?"

"But if we don't withdraw, we'll all die. If we withdraw, at least we can save our elite disciples and get revenge for them in the future." Lingxiao Pavilion elder again advised, face full of anxiety.

If they don't leave again, they really don't have any chance.

"Elder Han, if you really want to go, just go. I won't force you to stay."

"However, I would rather die than live like this."

With that, Shangguan yue'er flew up and rushed down the city wall to fight side by side with the disciples below.

Elder Han and several elders of other sects looked at each other. At last, he said, "we can't die here for nothing. Who will retreat with our LingXiao pavilion?"