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During the fierce battle, Mo Ying Qingfeng received reinforcements from many members. After getting rid of Huo Weiwei's long-range harassment, he raised his long sword and swung out sun discs one after another, slashing at Lin Shenlu one after another.

Lin Shenlu is just a thin assassin.

Facing the Hiruzen combo launched by Mo Ying Qingfeng, she was still able to parry and dodge the first two attacks with difficulty, but by the third attack, she was staggered, her arms were numb from the collision of weapons, and her mouth hurt. .

Soon, the fourth blow that followed was a heavy chop that knocked Lin Shenlu to the ground and reduced him to blood on the spot.

Huo Weiwei was so anxious that she looked at Li Qingying and others with eager and helpless eyes.

At this moment, the tribulation was reaching a critical juncture. Li Qingying, Ying Longxiao, and Yun Feiyang were all still helping to light the lamps, but the situation seemed to no longer allow them to stay out of the matter.

Yun Feiyang was the first among them to take action.

I saw him take out a silver blade covered with red jewel light, and with an elegant charge, he quickly rushed to Mo Ying Qingfeng. He controlled the Hiruzen with the power of eternal light, and the sun waved by Mo Ying Qingfeng The chops were violently blasted together.

In an instant, there was a crisp sound and accompanied by the sudden appearance of turbulent sunlight, Yun Feiyang and Mo Yingqingfeng both took seven or eight steps back from each other.

Mo Ying Qingfeng glanced down at Yun Feiyang's feet and noticed that the footprints he left were much deeper than her own. Suddenly, the corners of her indifferent mouth curved upward in a small arc.

"Yun Feiyang? You are getting old." Mo Ying Qingfeng mocked.

Yun Feiyang's face was expressionless, without any verbal response. Instead, the sharp silver blade in his hand was sent upward with lightning-like steps, approaching Mo Ying Qingfeng's throat.

The two sides fought together again, and the sword light that kept flashing flashed everyone's eyes again and again.

After about ten moves, Mo Ying Qingfeng's sword suddenly trembled very quickly, like a silver snake, at a weird angle, breaking through the defense and "biting" Yun Feiyang's face.

The wound was not deep, and blood flowed out as if squeezed out, but it still caused Yun Feiyang to be briefly stunned.

Mo Ying Qingfeng was very satisfied with this surprise. His expression was as beautiful as if he had tasted delicious food. With a sneer and a wave of his hand, he mobilized the people around him to attack Yun Feiyang.

A voice shouted like thunder. "Brothers, come together and kill him!"

Yun Feiyang's two fists were hard to beat with four hands. Exhausted from the challenge, he gradually gritted his teeth and his expression became increasingly labored.

At the same time, the other members of the Yunzhige Guild were also locked in a bitter battle. Looking at the besieged Yun Feiyang, they were anxious but unable to protect themselves, and they were helpless.

At the critical moment, an arrow shining with intense white light pierced the air. With a roar, it was like the sun flying by. It hit a member of the Moying Guild and exploded.

At the moment of the explosion, a shock wave visible to the naked eye suddenly emerged, knocking the victim and two unlucky companions next to him to the ground at the same time, and destroying the place where they stood into a mess.

When the dust dispersed, everyone turned around and saw Li Qingying, who was holding a white wooden bow with the strings still trembling and humming.

It was she who used her skills to knock down three people with one arrow and temporarily relieved Yun Feiyang.

Yun Feiyang was extremely stunned, expecting and a little disbelieving, but Li Qingying took the initiative to save him.

Li Qingying hated the fact that iron could not become steel, and shouted to the depressed and wailing people of Shenmeng Guild on the ground: "What are you doing standing still? Get up and stop them! Xiaolu and Weiwei came all the way to help us, we must not let them They got a little hurt!”

The words are sonorous and impactful.

However, although she saved Yun Feiyang in action, she did not mention his existence in her mouth at all, and she seemed to have a grudge in her heart.

On the other side, when the people from the Shenmeng Guild heard the sound, they once again mobilized their manpower and prepared to counterattack.

This move quickly aroused dissatisfaction among the people of Moying Guild.

The Shenmeng Guild suddenly exerted force, which caused considerable obstacles to their actions. People in the Moying Guild were injured more and more frequently, and some members began to feel anxious and weak after being besieged by many people.

As the president, Mo Yingqingfeng frowned and gritted his teeth and said: "Shen Meng! You are determined to make things difficult for us, aren't you?"

Li Qingying carried it very clearly. "Stop talking nonsense! Even though we have separated from Yunzhige, it does not mean that we have severed all ties with them. So as long as they are the enemies of Yunzhige, they are the enemies of our Shenmeng!"

"Okay, if that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!" Mo Ying Qingfeng shouted angrily, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Before, the people from Moying Guild had been holding back, but from now on, they seemed to have changed, and their attacks became increasingly fierce and wide open.

Fierce shouts of killing resounded throughout the sky.

On the other side, Ying Longxiao, who was lighting the lamp alone, was also gasping for breath. He didn't care much about the other people in the Shenmeng Guild. He was more worried about whether Li Qingyan and others could get through the difficulties smoothly.

Suddenly, Li Qingyan's urgent shout came from mid-air.

She woke up from her meditative state and said worriedly: "Long Xiao, don't worry about us, go help others!"

Ying Long Xiao raised his head and found that not only she, but also Qingyun, Lulu and another Shenmeng player who were also undergoing the tribulation had successfully passed the first level and woke up.

Under the dilemma, he was a little at a loss: "But..."

Li Qingyan smiled confidently and said, "It's okay. You have already helped us a lot. We can just walk the rest of the way on our own."

Finally, she looked anxiously in the direction of Li Qingying and begged: "My sister, I'll leave it to you!"

Ying Longxiao struggled for a while, but finally nodded.

He retracted his hand, showed the cold wind dagger, turned around and rushed into the battlefield.

At this moment, all the members of the Moying Guild looked fierce. They were all going their own way, but now they showed amazing discipline and unity, standing together as tightly as donuts.

This state of left and right support looks like a weird formation.

As they moved, there was a thick air circulating between them, forming a storm-like low pressure.

Mo Ying Qingfeng was the eye of this violent storm.

After reverberating, a large amount of rough breath condensed on him, making his spirit high. His breath became dozens of times stronger, and his clothes and hair also fluttered.

Then, Mo Ying Qingfeng swung his long sword and without any unnecessary modifications, he slashed straight at Yun Feiyang with a simple and pure Hiruzen.

Yun Feiyang pulled out to resist, but was instantly knocked away. He retreated seven or eight meters on the spot, staggering and almost falling to the ground.

In the end, it was Ying Longxiao who gently pressed Yun Feiyang's back with his Luoyan Palm, stabilizing him.

Ying Longxiao raised his head and looked at Mo Ying Qingfeng, shocked: "Qi refining realm..."