Soon, another core disciple died under Xingyu's sword.

Xingyu has an absolute advantage, and the battle later has evolved into a massacre.

Moreover, at this moment, all the twelve people from the War Heaven and Eighteen Cavalry who were intercepting the people of the Shengyuan Sect had been killed.

With this combination of power, the field returned to peace in a short while.

All three teams of the Shengyuan Sect were killed.

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground and some injured Eighteen Knights of the Zhantian, Xingyu felt a little complicated.

But more of it is joy.

However

"Young Master, be careful"

Bang ~

While Ling reminded Xingyu, he quickly rushed towards Xingyu and drove Xingyu more than one foot away.

And at this moment, where Xingyu was just standing, a loud rumbling sound suddenly broke out, and gravel splashed. The earth shook violently.

If the power of the explosion hurts Xingyu, I am afraid that I will be seriously injured even if I don’t die.

The spirit general Xingyu protected him, Xingyu escaped the disaster and looked at another place.

I saw five figures standing in the air in the air.

Judging from the outfit, there are three core disciples of the Shengyuan Sect, but since they have the ability to control the air, they must have reached the Nebula Realm.

The other two are a man and a woman, but the clothes are

"The Shengyuan Sect actually sent out a personal disciple"

Xingyu's heart suddenly rose. He thought that killing these three people from the Saint Yuan Sect could temporarily avoid a disaster, but now it seems impossible.

Moreover, Xingyu would never have thought that the Shengyuan Sect would send such a powerful force to deal with them this time.

"Leave that corpse, wait and slay yourself by swinging your sword."

The male disciple spoke with a voice. Although his aura was not as good as Huatian Peak, his tone was the same as Huatian Peak, with the same power as that of the world.

It's as if you have to listen to what he says.

What Xingyu dislikes the most is this kind of person, this tone.

He immediately patted the dust on his body, looked up at the other party, and said without fear: "What if I don't keep it?"

"Then it's only death"

The man just spit out these words coldly

"That depends on whether you have that ability."

Lingjiao shouted, and also rose up in the air. The red dress on her body danced with the wind, like rhythmic flames.

"So some strength is no wonder it's so arrogant."

The man's voice was absolutely disdainful and he didn't take the spirit seriously at all.

Ling turned his head and said, "Protect the young master."

Then he stared at the male disciple with cold eyes.

The man grinned, his eyes like a tiger and leopard looking at his prey, and his lips opened.

"Kill them"

The sound is light, but it is like carrying a huge force, which makes people feel depressed and difficult to breathe.

As soon as he finished speaking, three core disciples rushed out.

Three powerful Nebula realm players took action at the same time, but I am afraid that the Eighteen Knights of the War Heaven could not easily deal with it.

What's more, the other party had two personal disciples who did not take action.

Xingyu's heart was completely raised.
Chapter completed!