Without Li Qinghua's flying knife threat, two of them died in a row. Under the leadership of the third elder, the fourth elder Xuanyuan Hen, six or seven elders, Dongfang Shaobai, Dongxuanzi, and Jueyuan, these seven people began to attack Sange and five others frantically!

Seeing that Huo Yuanzhen was still fighting with the Great Elder over there, the situation was not good, and there was danger at any time. The Great Sage and the Bull Demon King had already gone to reinforce the place. Only by joining forces with the two beasts and one person could barely resist the Great Elder, so now we can only rely on themselves!

When Dongfang Qing saw Li Qinghua falling to the ground, she felt inexplicably heartache. After all, she had known her senior sister for so many years, so she didn't want Li Qinghua to fall forever, and she didn't want to lose to Li Qinghua.

The opponent's seven people besieged him and five of them, and they were in a state of melee. Although Dongfang Qing had been trying hard to deal with Dongfang Shaobai and Dong Xuanzi, she could no longer allow her to choose.

Dongfang Qing looked at Li Qinghua who was lying on the ground and found that although she had lost her strength, she was still looking at her with a smile on her face.

He bit his lips twice, raised his proud little chin a little, and Dongfang Qing sent a message to Li Qinghua: "I won't lose to you."

Li Qinghua also replied in a relaxed tone: "Then I will wait and see!"

Dongfang Qing turned around and said to Wuming: "Elder, please protect me!"

The third elder beside him was attacking Dongfang Qing fiercely. Wuming nodded and immediately used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to meet him, so that Dongfang Qing could get a chance to breathe.

In the battle group, Dongfang Qing's thin shoulders shook, and a white wave of air rose into the sky.

"Sunflower moves!"

Her body suddenly disappeared on the spot, and the next moment she appeared directly in front of the six or seven elders who attacked the An sisters!

"Sunflower shaking!"

With a wave of the slender jade palms, two piercing palms that were like bolts of the blue hit the seventh elder directly!

The white air waves surged, swallowing the seven elders in an instant!

After a violent bombardment, the seventh elder's body was shaking. He seemed to be seriously injured.

The Sixth Elder came from behind. While Dongfang Qing was attacking the Seventh Elder, he suddenly attacked the other party's back!

With a palm hit, Dongfang Qing spat out a mouthful of blood. But she did not look back at all, but a golden needle shot out, breaking through the eyebrows of the seriously injured Seventh Elder!

A stream of blood rose into the air. The seventh elder lost his spirit and vitality in his eyes, fell on his back, and became a cold corpse!

"Seventh brother!"

The Sixth Elder was heartbroken and rushed over frantically regardless of everything, preparing to shoot Dongfang Qing to death with one palm!

Dongfang Qing hit a shot, turned around suddenly, shook her shoulders, and the white air wave was even better than before, like a huge wave that took off. She enveloped the two of them.

Countless lights flashed, and people outside could not see the situation inside.

"ah!"

With a woman's scream, Dongfang Qing's petite body was hit by the Sixth Elder's palm and flew out into the air and landed directly beside Li Qinghua.

Li Qinghua raised her hand weakly, trying to catch her junior sister. But she had no strength and could only watch her junior sister fall by her side.

He raised his hand and grabbed Dongfang Qing's cold little hand. The other party's face was pale and blood was stained with the corners of his mouth.

"Junior sister, how are you?"

Dongfang Qing opened her eyes weakly and smiled sadly at Li Qinghua: "After all, I have never compared you. You are just exhausted, but I am seriously injured. I am afraid that this battle will be my last battle. Even if no one continues to attack me, it will take a long time for me to recover."

"It's okay, junior sister, you've done well enough, even better than me. The Sixth Elder and Seventh Elder are still above the two elders. You can be proud of your ability to do this."

As he spoke, Li Qinghua pointed to the place where Dongfang Qing fought just now.

The white air waves had dissipated after flying out with Dongfang Qing's injury, and only the sixth elder was left there.

At this moment, the Sixth Elder stood there motionlessly, his eyes stagnant.

If there was sunshine at this moment, he would have been shining all over.

Because his whole body was filled with countless silver needles, and several golden needles were mixed in it, piercing his heavenly spirit, Qi sea, throat, chest and other key points, and his soul returned to the underworld!

The last palm just now was also the last palm he swung in his life. Now the Sixth Elder has gone with his seventh brother.

Dongfang Qing looked at the Sixth Elder with a smile: "Really? Senior sister, is it better than you this time? But since you were young, you have been better than me."

Li Qinghua tried hard to get close to Dongfang Qing's delicate body, helped her up, and leaned against her: "Junior sister, you really did it. This time, senior sister lost to you."

Dongfang Qing did not refuse Li Qinghua's approach, and let her lean herself against her side, snuggled her head on her shoulder, and two peerless beauties leaned against each other.

Blood was still flowing from the corner of his mouth, and Dongfang Qing didn't have the strength to reach out to wipe it, but said weakly: "Senior Sister, if we can never leave here again, then let me die like this. When I arrive in the underworld, I will tell the King of Hell that in the next life, you will continue to be my senior sister, and you will not harm me again, right?"

Li Qinghua's eyes were filled with tears: "In the next life, let you be your senior sister, let you beat, scold and torture, and count as what your senior sister owe you in this life."

"No, you have always been my senior sister, and you have always been like this... I, I am used to it."

The two beautiful faces moved closer together and rubbed each other gently for a few times. The grievances and grievances of the past have disappeared in this moment of life and death.

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Dongfang Qing's desperate attempt was also effective. After losing six or seven elders, the number of people on both sides was very close.

The An sisters joined forces and their two long swords resisted Dongfang Shaobai and Dong Xuanzi, who had more skills than themselves.

But they are still at a disadvantage, and there are more than two of them at a disadvantage.

The battle between Sange and Xuanyuan Hen was better. Sange was in the early stage of the Imperial Realm, and Xuanyuan Hen was in the late stage. It would be possible to win if it took a longer time. However, with the assistance of Jueyuan, the Shaolin traitor, Sange could not defeat Xuanyuan Hen, but the three of them almost tied.

But Wuming couldn't do it anymore. In front of the Third Elder, the Master of the Imperial Realm, he had almost no power to fight back.

Seeing that he was about to resist, Wuming gritted his teeth, glanced at Sanger, and directly used the last move of his eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and attacked the third elder violently.

The third elder's face turned ashen. The elders of the Shenlong Sect were killed and injured. How could he not be anxious? Seeing Wuming attacking, he also used his strongest attack and directly hit Wuming!

The two had a huge gap in skills. After Wuming fought with him, he was immediately knocked out, with blood splattering. This attack was already seriously injured.

But Wuming did not lose consciousness. When he was about to land, he suddenly roared angrily, and a dragon and turtle attacked directly at Xuanyuan Hen's feet!

When Xuanyuan He saw Wuming coming to him, he wanted to take a break from his busy schedule to make up for him, but he didn't expect Wuming to come to him consciously and attack him!

Xuanyuan Hen originally wanted to jump up and avoid it, but he didn't hide so quickly in panic. Although he jumped up, Wuming, who was scratching from the ground, grabbed his ankle and fell down again!

Seeing Xuanyuan Hen just in front of him, how could Sange let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? He directly activated the Tantric Master Seal and bombarded Xuanyuan Hen's heart with a palm!

One blow shattered the heart veins! Xuanyuan Hen's eyes widened, his body fell on his back, becoming another soul on the battlefield!

Sanger was still young after all. He killed Xuanyuan Hen with one blow and was about to scream happily.

But this is the battlefield, and life and death are a matter of moment. His distraction allowed the third elder to seize the opportunity.

Xuanyuan Hen's death touched him a lot. He rushed over desperately. Seeing that Sangge was actually distracted, he immediately slammed Sangge's back!

Sanger's body pushed the golden mountain and fell down, and blood spurted out from his mouth, and this blow almost killed him!

The third elder knew that Sange was not dead yet, so he jumped up immediately and prepared to give him another slashing palm in the air to completely defeat Sange.

At this moment, Wuming, who had been seriously injured and fell to the ground, suddenly appeared from behind the third elder like a ghost.

He no longer had the ability to exert his palm, but hugged the third elder tightly!

The last internal force was poured into his arms. Wuming smiled, but his voice hoarsely said to the fallen Sanger: "Little Lama, get up!"

Sanger turned around hard and saw the third elder breaking away from Wuming's arms.

"This is my last power. I can't do it anymore. Little Lama, you should know how to do it."

Sanger's eyes turned red, and he could naturally see Wuming's state, which was burning his life and using his last power to imprison the third elder. If he hesitated at this time, Wuming would die in vain.

"Elder Wuming, you will definitely become a person that Shaolin disciples admire for generations!"

"I don't regret...I don't regret joining Shaolin. Our abbot will definitely win the final victory. Old Monster Du is old and it's time to leave. This world... is yours!"

Wuming nodded with a smile, and the strength of his arms gradually pulled away from his body. He was almost unable to imprison the third elder.

At this moment, the seriously injured Sanger roared at the top of his lungs and shot out his demon-subduing pestle with tears in his eyes!

Three golden lights flew out in the shape of a font. The third elder panicked and wanted to dodge, but Wuming's last power was so great that he could not break free!

"Puff puff puff!"

The three demon-subduing pestles passed through the third elder's chest at the same time, and through the Wuming chest behind him!

The third elder fell down with a dead face, but Wuming fell down with a smile on his face.

He had no regrets anymore. If there was a Buddha, the nameless elder must have gone to the Pure Land at this moment!

"Amitabha! The elder is walking all the way, and Sanger will come later!"
Chapter completed!