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In the blink of an eye, three of the eighth rank fell, and Qian Rong's attack also made the sword formation unstable, and the peak of the eighth rank broke the limit and broke out.

The man was terrified, and couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness. The Catacombs had lost this battle.

Even if the ninth-rank battlefield has not yet been decided, and the other battlefields are defeated, it is estimated that Mu Wang will not be able to turn the tide. Even if he wants to leave, it will be difficult.

After thinking through all this, the man actually abandoned all burdens, determined to put all his eggs in one basket, and charged directly at Qian Rong.

Compared to Northern Jiangsu, Qian Rong's threat is undoubtedly much greater. After killing Qian Rong, and then facing Northern Jiangsu, as long as the Ninth Rank battlefield does not lose, as long as Wu Kuishan or Li Changsheng in the distance don't spare their hands, he may not be without it. A chance to turn around.

A flash of anger flashed in Qian Rong's eyes, did he treat himself like a persimmon?

A golden sword appeared in his eyes, and his body stopped in mid-air. The next moment, he saw the golden sword leave his body and stab directly at the person opposite.

At this moment, time and space seemed to be stagnant, and the eyes of the person in the restricted area were full of horror. Under this sword, he was actually a little hard to move, and even his thoughts were a little stiff.

The next moment, the small golden sword shot directly into the opponent's head, and the head of the eighth-rank peak martial artist flicked, bleeding from seven orifices until he fell to the ground.

The golden body on his body is still there, and the coercion of the eighth rank is still there, but he can clearly feel that the spiritual power is gone. This sword is actually aimed at the spiritual power.

Qian Rong's face was completely pale now. Obviously, this kind of forbidden move has seriously hurt him, especially the severe damage to his mental power, but no one dares to underestimate him at this moment.

At the pinnacle of the eighth rank, it is extremely difficult to achieve an instant kill with one sword, even if it is a trick such as the blood knife.

Qian Rong's sword, just being backlashed, is enough to make people horrified.

Behind him, Su Bei opened his mouth, and a sword technique, Sword 23, suddenly appeared in his mind. Why does it feel like Qian Rong created such a sword himself?

The primordial spirit comes out, freezes time and space, and hits the opponent's soul directly. This sword is really amazing and brilliant.

At the same time, Fang Ping's eighth-rank long knife, which had been cultivated for a long time, came out of its sheath, and directly beheaded the last eighth-rank sword. Since then, in this battle, with high-rank strength, there are only two ninth-rank swords left in Tianmen City.

In the distance, the face of the Tianmen City Lord changed drastically. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him. How could there be more than 20 high-grade warriors, and none of them died in an instant.

"Golden Horned Beast, the real king is overseeing the battle at Yuhaishan. You will not retreat until the battle is over. You will surely die. Do you want to disobey the real king's orders?"

The Tianmen City Lord was extremely irritable at this moment, he slashed down desperately with ax after ax, ripping apart the skin and flesh of the three monsters facing him.

It's just that the three golden horned beasts dare to target the ninth rank and covet the huge mine. They are the existence of the peak of the eighth rank, and they are not far from the ninth rank. In comparison, they are stronger than the peak of the eighth rank who came from the restricted area.

At this time, the three monsters did not fight recklessly, even if they were dealing with the Tianmen City Lord, no matter how angry the Tianmen City Lord was, he could not shake off the three monsters at this time.

On the other side, Wu Kuishan was also a little anxious.

The battle was actually won. When Qian Rong arrived and came to help out, the two ninth ranks on the opposite side would not be able to win, but when they all came over, the Tianmen City Lord might not choose to fight again.

If the ninth grade wants to escape, there is really no one to keep them. Could it be that the blood feud cannot be resolved, and they just watched the enemy flee into the restricted area?

He and Li Changsheng couldn't even kill the Tianmen Tree at this moment. In this battle, they didn't achieve an inch of merit, and they lost all face.

"Ten years, I don't want to wait another ten years, I want revenge today!"

A ruthless look flashed across Wu Kuishan's face, and while transmitting the sound to Li Changsheng, he threw the Ninth Grade Divine Weapon from his hand.

A large amount of indestructible matter gushed out and covered the divine weapon. The entire divine weapon trembled continuously, turned into a strange monster, and teleported directly to the Tianmen tree.

Tianmen Tree also realized something at this moment, let out a sharp cry, and the huge branches spread out, and turned around and wanted to run.

Immediately afterwards, a sky-reaching explosion occurred, and the ninth-rank divine weapon exploded, reflecting a brilliant firework in the sky above the crypt.

In the smoke and dust, a skeleton with a diameter of more than [-] meters on the ground was bottomless, and most of the branches of the Tianmen tree were scattered into the air, trying to escape.

"It's now!

Li Changsheng cut the ninth grade with his sword today! "

On the side, Li Changsheng, who had been ready to attack for a long time, roared, and finally drew his sword. This battle, after waiting for so long, was for such a sword.

At this moment, Li Changsheng's hair turned gray and his golden body was broken. His golden body still couldn't support such a powerful sword at this moment.

A sword strikes out and locks onto the Tianmen tree tightly. Wherever it goes, there are continuous cracks, as if the sky and the earth will be split.

In mid-air, the Tianmen Tree seemed helpless in the face of this sword. It instantly turned into several knots and fell to the ground. The Ninth Grade Yaozhi fell directly under the sword.

Tianmen City's complexion changed suddenly. He didn't expect that Jiupin Yaozhi would be cut off by a sword like this, so he dared to stay longer.

With one axe, the three eighth-rank monsters were cut down, and the next moment, they turned their heads and wanted to run away.

They lost this battle, and if they stayed, he wouldn't be able to survive.

A few monsters didn't chase after them, their goal was the giant mine, if they really wanted to push the other party into a hurry, they couldn't stop them even if they tried their best to die a few times.

It's just that the direction in which the Tianmen City Lord fled was the direction in which Qian Rong came.

After taking the essence of life, Qian Rong also recovered a lot at this moment. First, he saw Li Changsheng's sword cutting the ninth rank, and now he did not back away from the menacing Tianmen City Lord.

He wanted to see if his strongest sword could block the ninth rank.

"Bastard, court death!"

The Tianmen City Lord saw the mere eighth-rank martial artist, and dared to block his face, his face was burning with anger.

An eighth-rank, even if he just killed the peak of the eighth rank with a single sword, he didn't take it to heart, but if he was behind him for a while and was chased by the snake king, it would be terrible.

In his impatience, the Tianmen City Lord did not hold back his hands, a large amount of energy gathered, and the indestructible matter also gathered, and he aimed his ax directly at Qian Rong.

"Haha, try my sword!"

Qian Rong laughed loudly, and made a move with the magic weapon in his hand. At this moment, the sword energy scattered all over his body, and the situation changed suddenly, and he actually condensed into a plant of grass in the air.

The sword grass melted into the sword, and Qian Rong slashed it directly. The next moment, the eighth-rank divine weapon was broken, and the fragments merged into the sword energy, turning into a vortex of sword energy.

He learned something from Huang Tiandi's cursive-character sword formula back then. The last time Su Bei broke through, he also experienced the sword technique used by Su Bei.

There was a burst of explosion, and the Tianmen City Lord flew backwards, his golden body was almost cut off at the waist, and most of the ninth-rank divine weapon in his hand was directly damaged.

Even if he wasn't killed by a single sword strike, the City Lord of Tianmen still showed horror at this moment when he saw the Snake King and Li Changsheng who had already caught up behind him.