Chapter 802： fall off a cliff

The magic cultivators who suddenly joined the battlefield in Shushan were caught off guard.

But for the people of Qiu Huaishan, there is no doubt that bright light appears in the endless darkness.

Everyone's confidence increased greatly, their momentum increased greatly, and they tried their best to fight against the magic cultivator.

Gong Jiu confronted the demon cultivator with a sword, beheading one demon after another.

The outstanding record made him attract the attention of the leading Demon Lord, and a black fog appeared in his hand, hitting him violently.

"careful!"

Yi Xuanji looked back.

Seeing this scene, his pupils contracted violently, and his body subconsciously rushed over and blocked in front of him.

"boom--"

The black mist hit the body and eroded the muscles, and there was a pain in the chest, and a mouthful of scarlet blood was uncomfortably spit out.

The body limply fell to the ground, surrounded by the killed demon cultivator and the disciples sacrificed by Qiu Huaishan.

The sea of ​​blood on the mountain of corpses was terrifying, the red blood all over the eyes irritated people's eyes, and the tip of the nose was lingering with a strong smell of blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

Yi Xuanji wiped away the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, stood up with her chest covered, and laboriously held the sword in her hand.

Gong Jiu's eyes flashed with distress, the back of her hands burst into blue veins, her attitude was firm and unwilling to back down, she tightly guarded her, and her tone was sonorous and powerful, "Honey, stand behind me, I will protect you."

Yi Xuanji smiled pale and her face was bloodless, "Well, I believe you."

His whole body was like a rainbow, waving the light and thin sword in his hand, and the fierce sword energy swept towards the group of demons.

The two handed over each other's backs and kept fighting on the battlefield, their bodies were stained with bright red blood, and the picture was poignant and spectacular.

Seeing this, Chu Yingying, who was not far away, frowned slightly, her eyes flashed fiercely, and her moves became more and more fierce.

Her toes lightly flew to the two of them.

"She is injured and needs to be treated as soon as possible. I will cover your retreat."

Hearing her words, Gong Jiu and Yi Xuanji looked at each other, and their hearts filled with gratitude. Master really cared about them.

Chu Yingying raised her sword to kill the lowly cultivator with ease, looked around, caught a glimpse of the cliff in the distance, and calmly led people to retreat.

"Fuck, I'm going to kill you!"

Seeing that his subordinates suffered heavy casualties, the leading Demon Lord was burning with anger, and rushed towards Chu Yingying's direction, his body was full of evil spirits.

The two were entangled and fighting, and the corner of her mouth raised a strange arc.

With his body slightly sideways, the Demon Lord slapped Yi Xuanji with a palm containing eight layers of skill.

"boom--"

The person who was seriously injured and weak and weak was hit by this palm and was thrown away, falling off a cliff like a butterfly with broken wings.

"Xuanji! Xuanji! No!!!"

Gong Jiu let out a mournful cry, and the screams spread all over the battlefield to cheer everyone up, and the overwhelming sadness and anger swept over.

He staggered and shook his head constantly, not daring to accept this fact, and rushed forward to jump off the cliff.

Chu Yingying cursed in a low voice, summoned all the mana in her body to open the Demon Lord, her figure flashed, and she quickly appeared behind Gong Jiu.

"Uh--"

His fragile neck was slashed with force, he closed his eyes and fainted and was caught by her.

——

Both sides in this war started by the magician were seriously injured.

The group of demons was beaten and retreated and finally had to choose to retreat.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Qiu Huaishan's disciples only had three floors left, and they were almost wiped out. They are very grateful to the people of Shushan who came to support them.

As one of the leaders of Shushan, Chu Yingying returned to the guest room to rest after dealing with the head of Qiu Huaishan.

"Knock-knock-"

The door was knocked.

Go ahead and open the door.

Zhou Heng stood at the door with a complicated expression, and there was a faint dark light in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

He closed the door, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and let out a sigh.