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However, within ten breaths, more than half of the hundreds of Songshan Sect disciples were disabled.

The demon sect renegades who attacked with the disciples of the Songshan faction, although it was late, followed behind the Songshan faction and others, but at least one hundred fell.

Hundreds of first-class masters, this strength is enough to sweep away all the forces in the rivers and lakes for a hundred years. I am afraid that Shaolin can only close the gate in front of this power, and Dongfang Invincible can only temporarily avoid the edge.

However, at this moment, it was like chopping melons and vegetables.Inexplicably ridiculous, but unable to laugh, some people feel cold and creepy.

Some sect masters of the right way were terrified. They originally planned to step forward to help the Songshan faction, but at this moment they were afraid to take a step forward.

It's a pity that they flinched, and they had to ask Ji Wushang whether he would answer.

Xiang Wentian was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him, and quickly said to Ren Yingying in a deep voice, "This person's martial arts skills are too demonic, and everyone present is no match for him. Let's leave quickly, it will be too late."

Ren Yingying's pretty face was stunned, looking at the long knife that came out from Xiang Wentian's chest, blood splashed on her body, extremely dazzling.

puff!

Shangguan Yun withdrew the long knife that had penetrated Wentian’s body, and quickly retreated to prevent him from fighting back when he was dying. Seeing Xiang Wentian looking back at his angry and unwilling eyes, he sneered: “Saint Aunt, envoy to the left, you think today Can you still go?"

After speaking, he took out a signal rocket from his arms, ignited the medicine lead, and threw it upward.The rocket shot into the air and exploded with a bang, turning into a strange white character, like some kind of secret signal.

At the same moment, as the signal rocket exploded, everyone in the entire Demon Cult altar saw the white character.

In an instant, all over the main altar, the demon sects who originally followed the righteous warriors to hunt down, capture and resist, those demons who surrendered to the righteous way immediately tore off the white scarves on their heads, turned their blades, and slaughtered those righteous warriors behind their backs.

A group of righteous warriors were caught off guard and fell behind the blade.In any case, they never thought that the demons who had surrendered to this group would turn against the water again and attack them.

For a time, countless people felt remorse and hated the Zuo Lengchan and Songshan Sect who had accepted these demon sects and surrendered.

"If you can catch it alive, you can just cut off your hands and feet so that they can't resist!"

A demon sect master cut down another demon sect who was still wearing a white turban.

Among these people, there were also those who sincerely surrendered to the right path. They were all direct descendants of Bao Dachu and Sang Sanniang. They did not take off the white turbans on their heads for no apparent reason.

Zuo Ting fell to the ground, his hands were broken, and his heart was in pain.

However, the person who started it didn't even look at him. As far as his eyes could see, there was no standing Songshan sect master, even the masters of the Emei sect, Kunlun sword sect, and other decent sect leaders also fell to the ground.

He thought that he had also cut off the hands and feet of countless people just to practice with them, so he thought of his own end.

He couldn't help laughing wildly, kicked his feet violently, his body bounced, and he slammed directly into a hard rock, and his brain shot out on the spot.

When Ji Wushang saw it, he ordered Shangguan Yun, "Don't let them die."

Shangguan Yun quickly responded humbly: "This subordinate understands!"

On the spot, he didn’t even bother to hunt down and kill those real apostates. He hurriedly took his subordinates to subdue the hundreds of orthodox warriors and demon cult traitors who had been abolished by Ji Wushang, preventing them from committing suicide, and at the same time treating their injuries, fearing that they would lose too much blood. If he died, he would not be able to explain to Ji Wushang.

Others may not care, the Songshan faction's cultivation is the purest sunflower infuriating, and it is of great benefit to Ji Wushang, and there is no reason to waste it.

Bao Dachu, Sang Sanniang and the others fled early when they saw the situation was not good, until they could never see the evil star again, and they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Several elders, who let you go."

When Bao Dachu and the others heard the evil star's voice sounding behind them, their hearts trembled, their bodies trembled, and their eyes turned back in horror.

Puff puff! !

The blood spurted wildly, and many stumps fell to the ground. Bao Dachu and the others, who had been cut into adult sticks, twisted and moved on the ground, wailing hoarsely.

These people's martial arts are too high, even if they only have one hand left, they are not ordinary people can deal with, so Ji Wushang can only work harder.

Ji Wushang ordered: "Don't let them die."

The demon sects who followed him were killed immediately and rushed to rescue.

He turned his eyes to a white figure that fled in a hurry in the distance.

Then, his figure disappeared in place.

Ren Yingying gritted her silver teeth lightly, and the sweat kept falling from her cheeks. She took the first step and left quickly at the moment when Ji Wushang was dragged by the masters of the Songshan faction. She was not weak in martial arts and excellent in lightness.

Although he was in a panic at this time, his posture was graceful in action, like a fairy Lingbo, graceful and moving, and the speed was not slow at all.

It's a pity that there is no one in this world who can match Ji Wushang's speed.

Ji Wushang, like a ghost, appeared right in front of her, Ren Yingying couldn't hold back her body, and suddenly bumped into it, as if throwing her arms into her arms.

Ren Yingying's body was stiff, her beautiful eyes were cold, knowing that there was no chance of escape at this time, her heart filled with death.

"Saint Nun, where are you going?" Ji Wushang's palm brushed over the bare neck that Yingying was holding, making Ren Yingying horrified.

Ren Yingying didn't say a word, her eyes were dead and determined.

A smear of blood overflowed from her mouth, and she bit through the poison bag that had already been placed between the jade teeth.

"Why bother?"

Ji Wushang sighed softly, the suction in his palm burst out, and before the opponent died, he swallowed his skill.

Then, he urged the palm of his heart to burst out, shattering the opponent's heart.

There are a lot of things on the rivers and lakes that can make people pretend to be dead.

When the expression in Ren Yingying's eyes completely turned into a dead silence, and the black and red anger emerged from her body, Ji Wushang was already used to it and didn't care much.

"what!"