His eyes remained firm.

He had already made up his mind, even if he died here, Zhao Changsheng would be severely injured today.

However, there are simply too many of them.

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

More than a dozen swords pierced Dugu Qingyi.

This made it impossible for him to draw his sword against Zhao Changsheng again.

Helpless, he could only retreat and take flight.

However, those people followed immediately, vowing to fight Dugu Qingyi.

Seeing that they were approaching fiercely and coming from all directions, he had no choice but to raise his sword to block them.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

In the flash of lightning, he blocked several swords, but there were still countless swords stabbing at him.

It was too late for him to hide.

It can only be rotated in place.

But, even so, he had a few more wounds on his body.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Changsheng shouted: "Quick, keep attacking him, he is seriously injured and can't hold on anymore!"

Moreover, Zhao Changsheng was the first to bear the brunt.

As the head of the Thunder Fire Palace, he was scared out of his wits by Dugu Qingyi just now, which made him feel a little ashamed.

Now seeing that Dugu Qingyi's injuries are getting more and more serious, he naturally has to step forward and quickly regain his position. Otherwise, who in the sect will take him seriously in the future?

Thinking of this, he drew his sword very urgently.

Fan Daocheng, Lu Xingchen, as well as the heads and elders of other sects, as well as elders of various clans, Zhao Changsheng rushed so bravely that they all followed him.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

They all drew their swords in unison, hoping to capture Dugu Qingyi in one fell swoop.

At this time, Dugu Qingyi's whole body was stained with blood. His face was pale and his figure was staggering, but he was still not afraid.

"Just in time!" he yelled, holding his long sword across his chest, and then began to wave his long sword.

Suddenly, with the position where he was standing as the center point, countless spiritual energy began to circle around him.

"call......"

The spiritual energy collided with the air, causing fluctuations that made people feel suffocated.

"You all must die!" Dugu Qingyi used his strongest sword in order to die with them.

Zhao Changsheng rushed forward, but after he saw Dugu Qingyi use this sword, he realized the power of this sword, and he stopped abruptly.

No!

Not stopping completely, but slowing down.

Fan Daocheng, Lu Xingchen, as well as the heads and elders of various sects, as well as the elders of various clans, saw that Zhao Changsheng had slowed down, and they naturally slowed down their own pace.

Suddenly, those at the front were those sect disciples and family members with lower realms and lower strength.

Dugu Qingyi could only feel that there was a crowd of people in front of her, and she couldn't tell who was who.

However, he still roared angrily: "Die to me all, die to me all!"

After the words fell, he took action with the long sword in his hand.

"boom!"

The people around him felt an overwhelming force coming.

Just like a violent storm, it makes people suffocate and make them tremble uncontrollably.

Moreover, this energy is very fast, as fast as the blink of an eye.

Those cultivators who rushed to the front were swept into the air by this energy before they could react at all, with countless sword marks appearing on their bodies.

Death and destruction!

Although the practitioners who rushed behind were not as dead as those in front, they all had different wounds on their bodies.
Chapter completed!