A ray of pure white light suddenly appeared, accurately blocking the Seven-Star Immortal Sword.

Feng Lan immediately defended himself with his sword.

The ugly boy screamed strangely, raised his blood-red short stick, set fire to the sky, and rushed straight into the blue clouds with sword light.

Fenglan swung his sword across, and the sword spit out fierce flames. The sword light rushed out of the blue clouds, burning the ugly boy and the pure white ruler.

"Hey, Zhangtian Sect's little skill."

The girl's voice shouted coldly.

Fenglan retreated several feet, but his footing was not stable.

A girl in green clothes, equipped with a white jade ruler, joined the battle circle and joined forces with the young man holding a bloody stick to attack.

"It turned out to be her."

Feng Lan had been mentally prepared for a long time, but it was still a bit shocking to meet him at this moment.

Knowing the story of the farmer and the snake,

At that time, he also saved the girl from the Demon Cult.

right?

Is it wrong?

Feng Lan was quite emotional and it was hard to describe.

The white jade ruler of the girl in green clothes is as sharp as the ugly boy's short stick, showing no mercy.

She smiled charmingly, as if waiting for Fenglan to recognize her "old friend".

Feng Lan carefully responded to the joint attack of one foot and one stick, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

For a time, one against two, they were in a fierce fight.

People from the Tianzong and Tianlong Palace heard the news and came over.

The disciples of the Demon Sect who were hiding aside rushed out.

A bloody battle breaks out between the youngest generation of disciples of the righteous way and the demonic sect.

Righteous disciples take it as their own duty to defend the right way and the glory of their master.

The disciples of the Demon Cult vow to prove who is the judge of who is righteous and who is evil.

Good and evil, blood and fire, arguments that have been going on for thousands of years, both sides insist on it for the sake of one breath.

This bloody battle will eventually have a winner.

If both sides still have the blood of incense, hatred will be passed down from generation to generation like stars lighting up the night sky.

*                              *

Lu Xiangling said softly: "Mom, they have been fighting for three hours."

Qi Hongxue said coldly: "Little sister, why are we panicking? We haven't seen such a big leader, and we haven't used a lot of soldiers and generals yet."

"You think..." Lu Xiang slowly walked out of the camp and looked at the very quiet camp opposite, "Who are they preparing for?"

"Hmph, Fenglan is so young and full of tricks.

He is a skinny donkey who works hard, hoping that the people from Zhangtian Sect and Tianlong Palace will defeat the Demon Cult members head-on.

If you can't win, you can still retreat and command more than a million people to fight against the Demon Cult.

At that time, the Demonic Cult will naturally have some scruples and will have no choice but to retreat to the Lost Valley."

When Qi Hongxue spoke, she was filled with inexplicable anger and trembling with anger.

She was very angry at Fenglan's sudden rise and overwhelming the Tianjian Sect and Yuanshi Sect.

"So many people may not follow his command.

In case of defeat, it’s not enough to snatch the treasures from him.”

Lu Xiangling was optimistic and cheerful, smiling.

"They... were arranged by Feng Lan to monitor Tianjian Sect and Yuanshi Sect..."

Before Lu Xiang finished speaking, five sword rays came from the sky.

"Aunt Lu, I'm so angry." Yuan Xuanji pursed his ugly lips and said angrily, "Hu Feng dared to lead his people to stop us from going to Migu. Who gave them the courage?"

"Of course it was given by Feng Lan."

Zeng Yuantu laughed and said.

"Is it true that Feng Lan arranged it to spy on us?" Qi Hongxue frowned and said angrily, "Feng Lan, does he regard our two sects and the Demon Sect as the same kind?"

Qi Hongxue had felt this way for a long time, and blurted out in anger.

"You can't beat Feng Lan's child's mind even if you tie him together." Lu Xiang murmured with regret on his face, "Zhangtian Sect will never suffer a second big loss."

The younger generation were all surprised and looked at each other, confused.

"Mom, what's the second time?"

Lu Xiangling asked cautiously.

She caught the expression on her mother's face.

It seemed like a mark of eternal loneliness.

"I predict that tonight, the two sides will decide the winner.

Tonight, everyone in Yuanshi Sect and Tianjian Sect has a good rest.

Let’s wait until dawn.”

After Lu Xiang's instructions, he returned to the camp.

A group of boys and girls who knew nothing about it looked at each other and didn't know what to say.

*                              *

The disciples of the two factions, good and evil, fought fiercely from time to time.

The number of people on both sides is about the same, with the Demon Cult having nine more people.

Both sides rescued their own side in time, no one was killed, and more than half of the injured were injured.

None of the injured people quit the battle and fought to the death.

As a result, a one-to-many fighting situation is formed.

At this moment, Fenglan was entangled by four people.

Fenglan's magic power is endless.

During the battle, he relied on an unrivaled Seven-Star Immortal Sword and became more and more able to move around and fight with ease.

The four people who were fighting with him had an easy time coming. They wanted to get away to rescue them, but they couldn't get away.

Feng Lan can always seize the opportunity and attack those who want to leave the battle circle in the most ferocious way.

"Little thief Fenglan, eat me for a foot."

The girl in green clothes has a clear heart.

If this continues, our side will be defeated.

Mainly the ten members of Li Feiyun from the Zhangtian Sect. After adapting to the high-intensity battle, their combat power began to explode.

Those ten people had very little adventure experience and little combat experience.

After several hours of bloody fighting, the difference was huge.

Fenglan was alone, but he relied on the Seven-Star Immortal Sword to entangle the four most powerful people in his side.

Feng Lan snorted coldly and thought to himself: After saving you, do you think I will forget that good and evil are not mutually exclusive?

Feng Lan took the opportunity to seize the opportunity and hit the cone-shaped magic weapon. He suddenly cast the "Zhu Xian Style" and slashed down with his sword Ling Tian.

"Hidden front cone?"

"Senior sister, be careful."

The other three people tried their best to stop him.

Even if Fenglan relies on the magic weapon,

Opposite are also elites armed with magic weapons.

The offensive was neutralized.

"Okay, Feng Lan, you actually killed me."

The girl in green clothes said angrily.

"Witch, don't try to use your words.

Today, I will kill you with dignity and dignity, and you will die without any regrets."
To be continued...