When Ye Xingchen came to his senses, the sword in Lei Dongtian's hand had already arrived in front of his neck. He felt shocked and instinctively retreated back. The blood slash that had been dragging behind him also came to his body instantly.

"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the blood slashed Lei Dongtian's sword, but the sharp blade still cut through Ye Xingchen's right shoulder, leaving a long hole, even a deep hole that could seep the bones. The tender white flesh was turned out, and then the bright red blood soon oozed out of the white flesh, which was so scary.

Ye Xingchen was in pain, but the pain in his heart completely covered the pain coming from his shoulders. Fallen Heaven is located at the junction of Xingyaohui and Leimen, which is a throat place. Every move of Fallen Heaven is under the monitoring of Leimen. Therefore, Zhao Mo must stay there to play a role in confusing Leimen, so that Leimen does not know how many elites Xingyaohui will send.

After all, if all the masters of the Xingyao Association were dispatched, the Leimen could occupy the territory of the Xingyao Association as quickly as possible. But if one master was there, would there be a master staying at the other halls? No one could know for sure about this, and this gave Zi Feng and others enough time to allow them to reach the Leimen before the Leimen fully reacted.

It can be said that Zhao Mo was responsible for the key to the entire battle situation. It was an extremely dangerous place and an extremely important area. Since Zhao Mo accepted this order, Ye Xingchen was full of worries, but now, this worry has become a fact.

Whether it is Ye Xingchen, Zi Feng, or Wang Xiaohu, the three of them grew up together with Zhao Mo, and the feeling of being in touch with each other made them almost desperate.

Zhao Mo died for Xingyaohui, Zhao Mo died for himself, and he would never let him die in vain.

The pain on his shoulder stimulated Ye Xingchen, and his body retreated three or four steps in a row, avoided Lei Dongtian's serial attacks, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Ah!" He held the knife in both hands and slashed towards Lei Dongtian.

Lei Dongtian sneered, holding the knife with one hand, and quickly tapped Ye Xingchen's blood slash. In just a blink of an eye, he pointed out thirty-nine swords in succession. Each sword was not strong, but these thirty-nine swords were gathered together, and Ye Xingchen's sword was easily swept away, which made Ye Xingchen's hands numb, and he couldn't help but look shocked in his eyes. Is this Lei Dongtian's strength?

Lei Dongtian took this opportunity and took a step forward. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Ye Xingchen. He pulled his backhand into Ye Xingchen's slashing on top of Ye Xingchen. The sword light appeared on the blade, which was so dazzling in the night sky. In the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in Ye Xingchen's chest. Ye Xingchen retreated and retreated quickly, but Lei Dongtian's sword light was too fast, and another long hole appeared in his chest. However, Ye Xingchen did not even hum, and directly slashed at Lei Dongtian with his backhand.

Lei Dongtian flashed, dodged Ye Xingchen's sword, but once again attacked Ye Xingchen's left.

On the other side, Zi Feng's eyes were purple in the end, and his body covered in blood brought waves of afterimages, and he rushed towards Feng again, but the wind was so fast and his figure was so ghostly. With Zi Feng's strength, it was difficult to capture his figure.

The purple moon knife kept flipping, and the purple sword lights slashed into the night sky one after another, but they were just like the afterimage of the stroke. The wind, which had the absolute upper hand, attacked Zi Feng at his own level, and did not give Zi Feng any chance to rest and condition. When it comes to reading, it is all

The duel between Wang Xiaohu and Lei also became white-hot. Wang Xiaohu, who had just been hit by Lei, was still in a daze. When his head was still dizzy, Lei's fists were constantly hitting him, punching one after another, causing Wang Xiaohu to squirt blood from his mouth. Finally, his body flew backwards again, but he could still get up.

On the other hand, Luo Yin had several more blades in the Fenghan Sword in his hand, and there were several more sword injuries on his body, but Yun in front of him was not injured at all. On the contrary, in the offensive, Yun completely suppressed Luo Yin and did not give Luo Yin any chance to fight back. They had to use their strongest combat power to eliminate Luo Yin and others in one fell swoop.

Among the four, Lin Aoxiang was the easiest one. He had experienced the least battles and the most abundant experiences. However, facing this Dien, which was similar to his strength, Lin Aoxiang had no choice. The snatch of the nunstick in his hand also brought out the sound of wind, and the long stick in Dien's hand also brought out the sound of wind. The two of them were having a great time fighting, but the sudden injury of Ye Xingchen and others made Lin Aoxiang feel in his heart. Dien took this opportunity and swept directly on Lin Aoxiang's left shoulder, which immediately smashed Lin Aoxiang to kneel down to the ground, and his shoulder bone almost broke.

He snorted coldly from the electric mouth and swept another stick towards Lin Aoxiang's head. Lin Aoxiang no longer cared about his style and rolled away from the stick. However, this stick hit the floor heavily, making a loud bang, and the floor was smashed to pieces.

What kind of long stick is this? Lin Aoxiang was shocked. It looked like an ordinary wooden stick. How could it have such power? The huge shock force seemed to be fine for electricity. It just relaxed so gently, and had already clamped the long stick tightly again, and rushed towards Lin Aoxiang...

"** bastard..." Lin Aoxiang cursed, turned over, and the nunchakra in his hand was wrapped around the electric snail.

At this time, Lei, who knocked down Wang Xiaohu, picked up his sword from the ground and walked towards Ye Xingchen step by step. He didn't even look at Wang Xiaohu on the ground.

At this time, Lei Dongtian's offensive became more and more fierce, and Ye Xingchen also rose up to resist. With his reaction that he understood from life and death, he could always avoid Lei Dongtian's sword light without any danger. However, when he felt Lei approaching, his face changed a little. It was not that he was afraid of the two of them joining forces, but that he was worried about Wang Xiaohu's injury...

The sword flashed, and the steel knife in Lei's hand had instantly arrived behind Ye Xingchen. Ye Xingchen snorted coldly, and turned over beautifully, avoiding such a fatal knife.
Chapter completed!