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shhhhhh!

In just a few breaths, several more whooshing sounds came, and then many figures rushed over from all directions, landing steadily behind Hunji.

When Hunji turned around, he realized that these people were the peak masters of each peak, as well as the surviving inner and outer disciples.

Even some of the handymen disciples with some cultivation did not flee in all directions, but spontaneously gathered behind Hunji to confront the enemies from all sides!

At this moment, Cui Yi also rushed over and landed beside the Red Demon.

Upon seeing Cui Yi, the Red Demon grinned and said, "Good lad, still alive?"

Cui Yi did not smile; his expression was somewhat serious. He simply said in a deep voice, "As long as the teacher is here, the disciple will be here."

The Red Demon nodded and said nothing more.

enough.

That's enough.

Bone Demon watched as the Blood-Clad Sect members gathered, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes: "What are you all standing around for? Attack! Leave no one alive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the men in black attacked from all directions at the same time!

The Blood Fiend Ancestor of the Seven Fiends Sect directly pounced on Hunji, releasing the pressure of his Golden Core without reservation!

Hun Ji gritted his teeth and met the attack head-on. The two Golden Core Realm experts collided violently in mid-air, and their violent true energy overflowed everywhere under the continuous collision!

This caused some disciples who were standing close by to be blown about by the surging steam!

"kill!"

As the sect's Grand Elder, Chi Gui naturally couldn't afford to falter at this crucial moment. He immediately roared and transformed into a streak of blood-red light, charging into the enemy formation!

With the Grand Elder taking the lead, the other peak masters were also afraid of falling behind.

While the Blood-Clad Clan might be meticulous about other matters, they are never careless when it comes to dealing with external affairs!

Cui Yi followed closely behind, but wait, the sword was drawn again!

The Three Swords of Xuan Tian!

Second move, Soul Devourer!

Several strange sword energies split off and rushed towards the three nearest late-stage Foundation Establishment enemies!

Caught off guard, the three were pierced through by the sword energy, and immediately clutched their heads and screamed in agony, their souls severely damaged!

Taking advantage of the situation, Cui Yi pressed his advantage and struck while the enemy was weakened. He frantically swung his sword, "Qieman," and killed three people with a single blow.

However, there were too many enemies.

From all directions, endless!

He had just killed three people when five more surrounded him. He had just repelled five when ten more arrived to take their place!

Cui Yi was blinded by rage, and his inner energy poured out like water bursting its banks.

He didn't know how many people he had killed.

All he knew was that his fellow disciples were falling one by one.

"Junior brother!"

A scream rang out.

Cui Yi turned around abruptly and saw an inner disciple of the Blood Robe Sect being attacked by three men in black.

Even though he was extremely careful, he was still no match for the overwhelming force. Under the attack, he was stabbed multiple times and coughed up blood!

Cui Yi frowned. The Blood Robe Sect had cut their losses too much, which was not a good thing for him.

He came to participate in this chaotic battle today not simply to protect the Blood Robe Sect's mountain gate.

We should strive to secure more benefits for ourselves!

What attracted him most in this chaotic battle was not anything else, but the corpses of cultivators of various realms!

With the existence of the Floating Pagoda, any living being with cultivation would have their lifespan genuinely increased in his eyes!

Especially in a chaotic battle like this, where several sects are fighting together, and it's all bloody!

As long as he can consistently survive an entire battle, without saying much or guessing much, he can at least create a hundred cultivator corpses for himself!

Moreover, these cultivators are not of low cultivation level; on average, they are at least at the late or peak stage of the Foundation Establishment realm!

If you're lucky, you might even be able to steal some of the corpses of Core Formation cultivators!

The battlefield is ever-changing, and Cui Yi had no time to think. His killing instinct, honed through his experiences in the field, caused him to release the "Slow Down" weapon from his hand!

A single sword pierced through the back of one of the men in black!

Even though Cui Yi was within reach, it was too late.

The inner disciple lay in a pool of blood, his injuries too severe to be treated before he breathed his last.

Cui Yi gritted his teeth, a glint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes!

Regardless of their lives, as long as they were learning to be warriors, they are men worthy of respect!

"I hate traitors more than anything in my life! How is your behavior any different from that of a collaborator?!"

With a flick of his right hand, Cui Yi summoned back the enemy's retreating maneuver under the guidance of his true energy, and charged back into the enemy ranks!

kill!

kill!

kill!

After an unknown amount of time, Cui Yi fought his way through with his Foundation Establishment Realm Perfection realm and arrived at Chi Gui's side.

The corpses piled up in the storage space of the Floating Pagoda had formed a small mountain.

To avoid startling Xu Yunyan and Tang'er, who were still in the storage space of the Floating Pagoda, Cui Yi specially moved the storage to an inconspicuous place.

The Red Demon was also in bad shape, covered in blood, with a deep, bone-revealing wound on his left arm.

But he was still laughing, a ferocious and insane laugh!

"Good lad, you've killed enough!"

The red demon, panting heavily, didn't forget to give him a thumbs up during a break from killing the enemy.

Cui Yi gripped his sword tightly and said in a deep voice, "Teacher, you're still as vigorous as ever! You've killed almost as many as I have!"

"Hahaha, the future will ultimately belong to you young people. I, this old man, don't know how much longer I can live!"

"But these days, killing one isn't a loss, killing two is enough!"

"These despicable scoundrels, all of them, die!"

In mid-air, the battle between Hunji and Blood Fiend Ancestor had reached its climax.

Hun Ji had forced his way through, and his realm was unstable. At this moment, the true qi in his dantian and sea of ​​qi was in complete disarray.

He was struck several times by the Blood Fiend Ancestor during the battle, and was now spitting out blood, but he still fought to the death.

Because the soul knows.

If he loses, the Blood Robe Sect will be completely finished!

Even if I die in battle today, I absolutely cannot back down and bring shame to those sect disciples!

"Soul silence!"

As a Golden Core cultivator, the Blood Fiend Ancestor was extremely concerned about Hun Ji's current state: "You are now at your last gasp, yet you dare to contend with me? Prepare to die!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the Blood Fiend Ancestor raised his hand and struck down with a palm, the pressure of the Golden Core cultivator pressing down like a mountain!

Hun Ji gritted his teeth and took the hit head-on. He was sent flying backward by the shock and crashed heavily into the ground, creating a huge crater several meters deep!

"Sect Leader!"

The crowd gasped and tried to rush forward to check on Hunji's condition, but there were too many enemies around, making it impossible for them to escape.

The Blood Fiend Ancestor slowly descended from mid-air to the ground, standing with his hands behind his back, victory assured.

At this moment, he even had the leisure to glance at the Blood-Clad Clan members, a disdainful sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"The Blood-Clad Sect is nothing special."

"Your sect leader is now like a stray dog; there's really no need for your sect to continue existing!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, about to give the order to slaughter, when an old voice boomed from the depths of the Blood Robe Sect!

"Who dares to be so insolent in my Blood-Clad Sect!"

The voice was soft, slow, and even carried a tremor characteristic of someone nearing the end of their life.

But the moment that sound rang out, the entire Blood Robe Sect and the surrounding area of ​​dozens of miles instantly froze!