Monk Xuanhai shouted loudly.

Bang bang bang bang!

Everyone rushed forward and immediately fought together, with various weapons clashing together.

However, upon first contact, these evil cultivators quickly realized something was wrong.

Although there are many people in the Martial Alliance, they are all weaklings. There are extremely few masters in the Qi accumulation realm, and most of them are even poisoned.

Except for the Wind and Thunder God Sword Boy Baisheng, Chengfeng Sword Lu Youguang and other seven or eight people who had combat power, all the others were defeated in one blow.

"Heaven will never destroy me!"

Monk Xuanhai was secretly happy. He single-handedly entangled Tong Baisheng and Lu Youguang, and shouted, "Don't panic, their strength is limited, break out quickly!"

The confidence of many evil cultivators suddenly increased, and their attacks were vicious and extremely vicious, all in the pursuit of killing the enemy with one move.

You must know that they can escape from their respective sects and gather here. They are all the elites among the elites.

Some of those with insufficient strength have long been used as 'smoke bombs' by their family owners.

Ahhhhh!

Screams rang out one after another, and corpses flew everywhere.

In one encounter, the Wu Meng side suffered heavy losses.

As soon as Wu Feng rushed towards him, he felt a black thing coming towards him. He subconsciously caught it with both hands, but the moment he caught it, he suddenly showed fear. He quickly loosened his hands and stepped back again.

What just flew over was a head!

Yang Dalang from the Yang Family!

He died tragically so quickly!

This is also the case with other charlatans.

At this moment, they felt like they were a group of little sheep facing a group of fierce tigers.

"Mom!"

"Let's go!"

"ah…"

The crowd was in chaos and suffered heavy losses.

Tong Baisheng, Lu Youguang and others who were fighting with everyone were also shocked and angry.

"Don't panic, everyone. We only need to delay for a moment. Our reinforcements will surely arrive. None of these evil cultivators can escape!"

Tong Baisheng roared loudly.

"You should worry about yourself first and die!"

Monk Xuanhai laughed ferociously, raised his hand and slapped out a palm. With a roar of terrifying wind, it hit directly towards Tong Baisheng's body.

Tong Baisheng suddenly felt an unimaginable terrifying force coming, making it difficult for him to breathe. His face changed, and he immediately held his breath and concentrated, mobilized all the internal strength in his body, and slapped it away with one palm.

Boom!

The sound between the two was deafening and the hurricane roared.
Chapter completed!