"We can't go on like this!"

The demon princess was extremely anxious, seeing her companions falling into danger one by one. If she didn't find a way to turn the situation around, everyone would die here today.

She gritted her teeth, her eyes were determined, and she charged towards Ouyang Chuchu with the spear in her hand.

Trying to repel Ouyang Chuchu to support others.

Ouyang Chuchu saw her intention and frowned slightly.

She swung the magic sword in her hand into a sword flower and blocked it skillfully, not wanting to fight with the Demon Queen head-on.

"You are no match for us. You can't protect the Holy Sword. Take your people and retreat quickly! I can help you stop the others from pursuing you."

Ouyang Chuchu secretly sent a message to Moji.

For the safety of the fairy world, the owner of the Jinghong Sword participated in the battle to punish evil in the Xuanxian realm and died.

She respected such a genius in her heart and did not want to fight to the death with his widow and friends. Her only goal was the Jinghong Sword.

This was a mission from the clan and she couldn't refuse.

She also felt ashamed of her people's behavior of retreating into seclusion for their own safety, disregarding the safety of the fairy world.

But she is also a member of the ancient Chinese and Japanese tribes and cannot change the reality.

She just wanted to get the sword, return to the ancient clan to receive the generous reward, and continue to practice in peace.

"Don't even think about it!"

The Demon Princess firmly rebuked, "If you want to touch my husband's sword, you'll have to step over my dead body!"

How could she trust Ouyang Chuchu so easily?

These people from the ancient clans are all cruel and ruthless, and will do anything to achieve their goals.

Today they came to snatch the Jinghong Sword, so how could they let us go easily?

This is just a cat playing with mouse.

The spear in the hands of the Demon Princess became more and more fierce as she attacked Ouyang Chuchu fiercely.

"Stubborn!"

Seeing this, Ouyang Chuchu stopped talking, knowing that persuasion was useless, and began to fight seriously.

On the other side, Su Chen and Nian Rou were also in a precarious situation.

The two of them joined forces to fight against Sima Tian, ​​Peng Yue, Ouyang Xuan and nearly ten other geniuses of the ancient clans, and scars appeared on their bodies.

His clothes were stained with blood, and his spiritual energy was consumed in huge quantities.

Fu Jingxian was not much better off against Peng Yuanqing, who was at the Immortal Emperor level.

Peng Yuanqing's heavy sword was so powerful that it made Fu Jingxian's arm numb and her face pale.

Blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth. He had suffered serious internal injuries and could only hold on with difficulty.

Moji caught a glimpse of the miserable state of her companions from the corner of her eyes, and felt sad.

If this continues, they will surely die today.

She didn't want Ye Chen's former friends to die with her.

But the sword left by my husband carries his sword will and must not fall into the hands of these ancient rats.

What's more, in the current situation, even if we want to withdraw, it will not be that easy.

These rats from the ancient tribe won't let them retreat so easily.

Mo Ji looked at Ouyang Chuchu who was fighting with her, and she was torn between her conscience and her desires. Was this woman worthy of her trust?

Just when Mo Ji was hesitating.

"Sister Moji, we are here to help you!"

Several streams of light shot out from the distant sky.

Before he finished speaking, Yu Chuman and Xiao Tao descended gracefully with several elite disciples of the Lihua Fairy Palace, like fairies descending to the earth.

Without any hesitation, they rushed straight into the battle group of Su Chen and Nian Rou.

“Pear blossoms fill the sky!”

Yu Chuman gave a delicate cry, and the magic sword in her hand burst into holy pear blossom sword shadows, slashing towards Sima Tian, ​​Ouyang Xuan and others.

The sharp sword intent swept over in an instant, sharing the huge pressure for Su Chen and Nian Rou.

Almost at the same time, several heroic shouts were heard from the other side of the sky.

"Damn it! How dare you touch our eldest brother's sword!"

"How dare you bully our sister-in-law! Brothers, fight them!"

Liu Biti, Gou Da Hu, Gui Hua Fu and Wang Xiao Ting, four of Ye Chen's former best friends, landed in the center of the battlefield.

Although the four of them were only at the Xuanxian realm, they were not afraid at all when facing the Immortal Emperor.

"Witch! Take this stick from me!"

Mr. Gou, holding a mace, was the first to rush towards the Immortal Emperor Ouyang Chuchu who was fighting fiercely with the Demon Princess.

"Black barbarian! Look, grandpa will chop you into pieces!"

Liu Biti carried a big axe and went straight to Fu Jingxian's opponent Peng Yuanqing.

Wang Xiaoting came to Lin Shuo with a long sword in his hand and they dealt with Sima Feiyang together.

The two cooperated with each other, Lin Shuo took the lead in attacking, while Wang Xiaotie moved around Sima Feiyang like a ghost.

From time to time, he would stab Sima Feiyang's buttocks, crotch and other weak points from tricky angles. His moves were insidious and obscene, which made Sima Feiyang very annoyed.

"You're looking for death!"

Sima Feiyang was furious, but helpless. He was suppressed by Lin Shuo and could only passively avoid Wang Xiaoting's dirty moves.

Guihuafu even took out a large stack of various talismans from his arms.

He did not fight in close combat at all, but stood at a distance and continuously threw various attack talismans at the ancient clan's geniuses on the battlefield.

"Boom! Boom! Crackle!"

Explosion talismans, freezing talismans, slowdown talismans, bewitching talismans, and a few stinking fart talismans...

All kinds of strange and bizarre talismans exploded in front of the ancient clan's genius, shining with colorful lights.

Although these talismans could not cause much damage to the powerful Immortal Emperors, the continuous explosions also made them very annoyed.

The seriously injured Zhuge Kong came to Guihuafu's side, and the two quickly reached a tacit understanding and cooperation.

With the help of the Tianji Plate, Zhuge Kong deduced the next move of the ancient clan's genius in advance, and then Guihuafu threw the talisman to the place where they would appear next.

This operation made the geniuses of the ancient clans panic and embarrassed.

With the intervention of Ye Chen's four former brothers, the originally one-sided decline was immediately reversed.

"boom!"

“Puff!”

The young master of the Sima family, who was originally in the teleportation hall of Nanzhou City and was seriously injured by Ye Chen and was escaping, was hit by a talisman drawn by Gui Huafu.

Su Chen took the opportunity to pierce his forehead with a sword. The young master of the Sima family widened his eyes and fell backwards unwillingly, his soul destroyed.

“Big Brother!”

Sima Tian's eyes were bloodshot and he was filled with grief and anger. That was his blood-related elder brother. He raised his sword in anger and slashed at Su Chen.

However, Zhuge Kong had predicted his next move in advance and threw a talisman at his face.

"boom!"

The explosive talisman exploded on Sima Tian's face. The powerful impact made his face unrecognizable and it was a horrible sight.

"ah!"

Sima Tian screamed in pain and turned to look at the ghost painting, his eyes almost spitting fire.

“Puff!”

Before he could make the next move, Nian Rou's sword pierced through his chest from behind.

"puff!"

Sima Tian spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at the sword tip that pierced his heart in disbelief, his eyes collapsed, and he fell down powerlessly.

"You are looking for death!"

Sima Feiyang, who was being beaten by Lin Shuo and Wang Xiaoting, saw the two geniuses of the clan being killed one after another, and his shifty face became even more distorted.

But at this moment, he was entangled by Lin Shuo and Wang Xiaolian, and he was helpless and could only roar in anger.