The personal soldier of the beautiful president

More and more practitioners gathered outside the gray hall.

There are a large number of practitioners from the seven heavenly sects and the nine major cultivating clans.

They all stared at the main hall.

Practitioners kept trying to break through the blockade of the two puppet swordsmen and enter the main hall, but they were either seriously injured or killed.

A puppet swordsman's fighting power is already very strong, and two puppet swordsmen join forces, and their strength is even stronger, comparable to the grand master of the prefecture level.

The cultivators gathered outside the hall, the highest cultivation level is only the middle stage of the prefecture level, and there is still some distance from the grand master.

Moreover, they were wary of each other. Even if several masters fought together, they couldn't be united. In this way, they were no match for these two puppet swordsmen.

However, it was only a matter of time before they rushed into the main hall.

No matter how powerful the two puppets are, it is impossible to block all the practitioners from the main hall...

At this moment, the atmosphere in the main hall had become extremely chilling.

Hu Zun has given the order to kill.

Sirius, Rufeng, and a group of monster clans were all ready to slaughter, each of them was full of murderous intent, their faces were full of ferociousness, and there was a murderous cold light in their eyes.

They looked at this group of practitioners in Longmen as if they were looking at a group of corpses. Their eyes made the practitioners in Longmen feel palpitations and fear.

Zhao Youlin and Gu Xinyi's expressions were serious, and they obviously felt the pressure suddenly increased.

Those guys on the opposite side fought like lunatics one by one, completely reckless, and their strength was not low.

And what about them?Everyone has no fighting intentions, and even many people's eyes are still flickering with fear?

Morale was so low.

Before the war started, the outcome was almost decided.

Zhao Youlin was very anxious and wanted to shout some inspiring slogans, but he didn't know how to say them.

Even he himself felt that he would lose this battle and there was no chance of winning, so how could he give his subordinates confidence?How to stimulate the blood of his subordinates?
"kill!"

Sirius suddenly roared, and the murderous intent in his eyes soared, and with a violent murderous aura, he killed Zhao Youlin and Gu Xinyi.

The murderous intent was overwhelming, and the energy was surging, like a huge wave, completely engulfing Zhao Youlin and Gu Xinyi.

With his own strength, he insisted on restraining the two masters, Zhao Youlin and Gu Xinyi.

Rufeng also came out more and more, with quick movements, like a cheetah preying on it, rushing towards Qin Ruozhi with a cold and murderous aura.

He didn't say anything, but when he made a move, it was an extremely fierce killer move, without any sympathy.

In Rufeng's eyes, there are only two kinds of people in this world, enemies and friends!
Friend, he doesn't kill.

The enemy must die.

Qin Ruozhi drew out her long sword, took a deep breath, and went up to meet her.

Her eyes were cold, as if she were holding a sharp edge in her hands.

dang dang...

The two exchanged hundreds of moves in mid-air, only to see the shadow of swords and swords, and the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing continuously rang out.

There is also a wave of fierce and sharp sword energy, chi chi chi, sweeping out, drawing deep sword marks on the ground...

"Kill, kill that group of human bastards!"

"Kill them all."

At the same time, the rest of the monster clan also yelled and rushed towards the practitioners at the dragon gate. They were like fierce tigers that had been hungry for ten and a half months.

With just one charge, one-third of the team of practitioners in Longmen lost, while the Yaozu only killed or injured less than ten people.

The situation of the battle suddenly became one-sided.

The Yaozu fought more and more bravely, their eyes were red, like wild beasts, killing more and more people.

The number of practitioners of Longmen keeps decreasing, and they become more and more afraid as they fight. They want to run, but they dare not.

Longmen's punishment for deserters is extremely severe.

"Set up the formation, set up the formation...build the big Zhoutian formation."

While fighting Sirius, Zhao Youlin was distracted and yelled at the subordinates who had been killed to the point of doubting their lives.

Seeing the practitioners of Longmen being slaughtered one after another, he was really heartbroken.

Among these practitioners, many of them are members of his hard-earned team, and they are also the most talented young generation of the Zhao family. He regards these men as future ace fighters in training, and he has spent a lot of money on these men. hard work.

Every death in battle is an incomparably huge loss.

When the group of practitioners heard Zhao Youlin's roar, they all had a little bit of fighting spirit. They knew that the situation was very dangerous at the moment. If they didn't resist with all their strength, they might lose their lives here.

Perhaps it was the stimulation of death that made their fighting spirit slightly higher.

Among them, Zhao Youlin's guards immediately set up the formation, and their movements were swift. Obviously, they had been training a lot, and it became an instinct.

Soon, a defense-based formation was successfully constructed.

The originally one-sided situation was immediately improved.

The Zhoutian Grand Formation is a small defensive formation created by simulating the movement of the stars. At least three people are needed to set up this formation. It can resist the attacks of the Grand Master with minimal strength.

This formation chart was obtained by the Zhao family from the treasure house of Longmen by using their meritorious service. It is a formation that the personal guards of each generation of Zhao family successors must master.

Mastering this formation, even if there is a grand master who wants to kill the heir of the Zhao family, he can only return in defeat.

Even the monsters who are capable of killing are helpless when they encounter this formation. No matter how crazy they attack, they still can't shake the formation at all.

The guards of the Zhao family built a large formation, and their companions were sheltered in the formation. The battle between the two sides suddenly fell into a stalemate.

However, this situation is very unfavorable to Yaozu.

The longer the delay, the more practitioners would gather outside the temple, and it would be even more unfavorable for the monster clan to destroy the formation and release the imprisoned Lord Dragon God.

"Create part of it to destroy that iron chain, at all costs!"

Hu Zun ordered in a deep voice.

Immediately, seven or eight monster races withdrew from the battle circle and rushed towards the blood-red giant knife in the middle of the main hall.

The rest of the monster races are still attacking frantically, trying to break the Zhoutian formation, and at the same time drag down the practitioners in the formation, so that they can't separate their hands to stop the few monster races that destroyed the formation.

Qin Feng moved, wanting to stop those demon clans from destroying the formation, but as soon as he moved, he kept staring at his Tiger Zun, roared wildly, and volleyed towards him.

"Boy, your opponent is me!"

The king character on Hu Zun's forehead was already clearly visible, and a coercion of a king swept towards Qin Feng.

A palm shot, earth-shattering.

It was like setting off a huge wave that would destroy the world and destroy Qin Feng.

Qin Feng sneered, and greeted him with a punch.

Waves of zhenqi poured into his fist like a stormy sea. His fist seemed to have become a core of energy, which was gestating the most terrifying ultimate move.

It was simply a cover for him to stop those monster races from destroying the formation just now, and his target has always been Hu Zun.

He is very clear that this group of monster clans is headed by Hu Zun, and only by defeating Hu Zun, or even beheading him, can this crisis be resolved and the monster dragon be prevented from escaping.

Boom boom boom...

The battle between the two heavenly martial masters can be described as shaking the earth.

Suddenly, bursts of extreme violent storms erupted in the main hall, and the others stopped fighting involuntarily, and retreated to the edge of the main hall one by one, resisting the aftermath of the Wuzun-level battle.

Hu Zun's attack was very fierce, like a fierce tiger out of its cage.

There were faint bursts of frightening tiger roars in the air.

Qin Feng's fighting power is also extremely strong, a pair of iron fists seems to smash the sky, and when he punches out, the sky falls apart, like a boulder falling from the top of a mountain.

The two were evenly matched.

However, no one noticed that Zhao Youlin was approaching Qin Feng bit by bit from the side with the aftermath of the Wuzun level battle...