Wu Xiangming, the two Nanyue Sect monks, walked in the front, followed by the girl in pink skirt, and the casual cultivator Yan Fei in the rear.
After walking for a while, Wu Xiangming frowned, suddenly stopped, and listened attentively.
"Um?"
Wu Xiangming's expression changed and he whispered: "There is someone in front of you, retreat quickly!"
If it were one or two people, Wu Xiangming would have nothing to fear, but the footsteps ahead were disorderly, and it was obvious that there were a lot of people, and they were running towards them quickly.
Wu Xiangming did not dare to take too many risks and wanted to evacuate this place first and then make plans.
But the crowd in front of the passage was extremely fast. Just when Wu Xiangming finished speaking, there were already many figures in front of him, and the light from the weapons continued to refract, exuding cold murderous intent.
The girl in pink skirt barely hesitated and backed away immediately.
The same goes for Wu Xiangming and the other three.
However, after entering the passage, Wu Xiangming and the two Nanyue Sect monks were at the front. Now when they retreated, they fell behind.
"Hehehehe!"
There was a burst of laughter behind the four people, hoarse and gloomy.
Hearing this laughter, a cold light flashed in the girl's eyes, and she clearly recognized this person's identity.
The gloomy voice sounded again: "Ji Yaoji, I didn't expect you to dare to take a dip in this muddy water. You are really in danger of dying!"
The red lips of the girl in pink skirt opened slightly under her veil, as if she wanted to say something, but then she held back.
Woo! Woo!
The sound of two sharp blades piercing the air sounded, with great force and speed!
Wu Xiangming and the two men who were lagging behind did not dare to neglect, turned around quickly, and slashed away with their swords.
"Dang! Dang!"
The harsh sound of fighting rang out, and sparks shot out in the darkness.
Wu Xiangming and Wu Xiangming were shocked. Although they blocked the two weapons, they still felt some numbness in their arms.
After just such a delay, the few people chasing at the front had already come closer, with fierce looks on their faces and murderous intent in their eyes. They roared and rushed over.
"Yan'er, you go first, I'm here to block you, I won't let them chase you!"
Wu Xiangming didn't look back, he shouted, and he and his fellow juniors stood in the middle of the passage, intercepting the people who were rushing towards them.
"court death!"
Wu Xiangming snorted, turned his wrist, shook his long sword, and burst out a cold sword energy. The tip of the sword trembled like a snake, erratic, and stabbed forward!
A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the man who rushed towards him. He obviously did not expect Wu Xiangming to have such a method, and it was too late to dodge.
Poof!
Blood light flashed, and there was a blood hole in the man's chest, and his eyes gradually dimmed.
Wu Xiangming kicked away the man's body and started fighting with the monks chasing him again.
Melee combat is far more dangerous than sword fighting.
Because both sides are moving around in a small area, fighting quickly, there is almost no time to react. If you are not careful, you may be hit, or even be killed on the spot!
The two monks in front were bare-handed and underestimated the enemy. After one round of fighting, they were killed by Wu Xiangming and the others on the spot.
Wu Xiangming thought that these two swords could at least intimidate the monks behind him, but he didn't expect that the two people in front were dead, and the monks behind him didn't hesitate at all, and charged forward without stopping, expressionless!
The indifference in the eyes of this group of people made Wu Xiangming tremble in his heart.
"Who are you!"
Wu Xiangming asked loudly while retreating.
"You dare to break into this place without even knowing who we are. It seems that you are quite deceived by that Fairy Girl. Hahaha, you are really stupid."
There was a sneer from the crowd.
"We are disciples of the Nanyue Sect, one of the five major sects. We don't know any Ji Yaojing. You'd better tell us your names to avoid damaging your harmony!" Wu Xiangming shouted again.
"Has the harmony been hurt?"
One person sneered and said: "What nonsense are the five major sects worthy of being compared with my Demon Sect? Your Nanyue Sect is not even worthy of carrying my Disha Sect's shoes!"
He is truly a member of the devil’s sect!
Wu Xiangming was shocked.
With his level of strength, he has vaguely learned some of the secrets of the Tianhuang Continent.
In the Tianhuang Continent, there are many sects of the Demon Sect, but the seven major sects are headed by them, which are known as the Seven Sects of the Demon Sect by the cultivation world!
The seven sects of the Demon Sect are the top forces on the Tianhuang Continent.
Although the Nanyue Sect is known as the five major sects, it is only within the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the Great Zhou Dynasty can only be regarded as a corner of the Wild Continent!
In other words, any one of the seven sects of the Demon Sect is a real behemoth, while the Nanyue Sect is extremely small in comparison.
Although Wu Xiangming knew about the seven sects of the Demon Sect, he didn't know which seven sects they were.
At this moment, he only hoped that the Disha Sect was not one of the seven sects of the Demon Sect.
"Stab it!"
At this moment, another Nanyue Sect monk moved a little slower and exposed a flaw. His chest was slashed and blood spurted out.
The monk's physical strength was already a little weak, and coupled with the sudden heavy injury, he staggered, and there were two more bloody holes in his body!
A big head flew up.
Wu Xiangming's eyes were about to burst when he saw it. When he lost consciousness for a moment, he felt a pain in his abdomen.
A long knife came out of the body, stained with scarlet blood.
"ah!"
Wu Xiangming trembled in pain, stared, and forced the person opposite him back with a sword. He fell to the ground, sweating profusely.
The crowd dispersed, and a monk in black robes with a sinister face walked over. He looked at Wu Xiangming and sneered: "You don't even know who Fairy Ji is, so you died unjustly!"
A bone gun suddenly popped out of the black-robed monk's sleeve. It was completely black, with twelve joints, and carried a strong evil aura.
The black-robed monk waved his bone spear and moved forward slightly.
puff!
Wu Xiangming's throat was pierced, and a dense black blood stain appeared on his originally pale cheek, which was shocking!
This is a sign that evil spirits have entered the body!
In the world of cultivation, there are many spiritual weapons. Due to the special materials, even if spiritual power is not injected and the spiritual patterns are activated, the spiritual weapons will still exert considerable power.
The bone gun in the hands of the black-robed monk is of this type.
"Ji Yaoji, you can't escape!"
The black-robed monk said coldly, took the lead, and galloped forward.
Although Wu Xiangming and the two men blocked them for a moment, it was still difficult for the girl in pink skirt and Yan Fei to escape from the sight of the black-robed monk.
The girl in pink skirt and Yan Fei fled in front, while the black-robed monk led more than a hundred people in pursuit.
Seeing that the exit is just ahead, as long as you rush out, you can return to the previous fork, but the black-robed monk has already caught up!
The girl in pink skirt frowned lightly.
suddenly!
At the fork ahead, there were three flashes of cold light.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely sharp edge came towards his face, and the next moment, three black lights passed by the girl in the pink skirt!
Just a hair’s breadth!
If these three black lights are slightly off, the girl in pink skirt and Yan Fei will be stabbed right through each other!
The girl in the pink skirt took a breath of air and was so shocked that her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
call out! call out! call out!
When these three black lights passed by the two of them, the girl in the pink skirt heard the sound of a sharp blade piercing the air.
What a fast arrow!