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Feng Zhengcheng and an old man crossed their palms. Their bodies shook at the same time and before the old man could react, they felt a sharp pain on their backs and a tip of sword appeared from the chest of the old man. The old man threw himself onto the ground, which was Lu Tianxia's swift sword!

The Sect Leader Ning struck out with his sword, the old man took three steps back, a black syringe appeared in his hand, in shock, Sect Leader Ning dodged hurriedly, there was a person screaming out loud, while the old man was in the midst of feeling proud, a fragrant wind blew at his face, and a sword shot out like a meteor and pierced into his throat. The old man dodged quickly, his left side hurting, a sword stabbed deeply, a masked woman looked at him coldly.

This old man should feel wronged, because he died at the hands of two unknown juniors.

, Sect Leader Ning and a few other women quickly turned around and rushed out, forming a formation of Feng Zhengcheng and four or five old men behind him. Sect Leader Ning, Wan Ying, Cui Er, Lu Tianxia, and the Phoenix and the others followed closely behind, their martial arts were incomparable to Lu Tianxia's Swift Sword, which meant that one of them had to fall to the ground in a flash. Cui Er was not very familiar with the Swordsmanship at first, but as she killed more and more smoothly, she found that she was able to block off any of the old men.

Sun Tianzhu shouted, ”Tianshan and Yinshan help the thirty-six guards. Tianming and the Nangong Villa help this group of people escape from the rear, attack them together with the guards!”

Instantly, the figures of the people on the stage flew up, flying past Long Feiyu's head.

Over a hundred people flew over him, and only a mere twenty of them were left unharmed. Furthermore, these twenty odd people were not spared from the attack, and with Long Feiyu's figure flashing, these people's feet were not yet steady, when they were suddenly hit by the wind, they fell to the ground one by one, Zhu Tianming and Sikong Jian's clothes were all stained with blood as they looked at them coldly, Zhu Tianming stopped in shock, and the ten or so people behind him stood still, their faces were filled with fear, and when they jumped down from the stage, there were over a hundred people standing, but in an instant there were only twelve who were able to stand up, and with most of their effort, they died one of the's disciples.

Dugu Yangtian's eyes were blazing with fire, his son had also died on the spot! With a wave of the longsword in his hand, he combined his attacks with Zhu Tianming and the two others and pounced towards Long Feiyu. Long Feiyu's body flashed and disappeared without a trace, the three of them had struck together, but there was no one else in the place, the sound of objects falling to the ground came from behind them. They turned their heads, one of the figures was still standing quietly, the two old men beside him had slowly collapsed, the other people had already fallen, and were unable to get up again.

Of these hundred people, only the three of them were left! Seeing the young man's ice-cold expression, Zhu Tianming felt as if his calves was bursting with happiness. He had never felt such a feeling before.

Long Feiyu said lightly: ”You are in the wrong team! Sun Tianzhu won't be able to save you! ”

His finger was like lightning, aimed straight at the center of Zhu Tianming's brows, causing Zhu Tianming to retreat quickly. The longsword in his hands danced together, suddenly his vision blurred, and Dugu Yang Tian fell down, the attack was too sudden, the one he was obviously attacking was Zhu Tianming, but Zhu Tianming was fine.