Full-time Swordsman

The six major sects were like lambs falling into a herd of beasts. Countless hungry wolves kept biting them, trying to devour them.

However, after the six major sects joined forces, their combat effectiveness made the Demon Sect dumbfounded. Although the number of people was several times less than that of the Demon Sect, they still stood firm until now.

However, the Demon Sect was not a paper tiger. Under the command of the great disciples of the major Demon Sects, the offensive of the Demon Sect became more and more fierce.

Moreover, in terms of combat effectiveness, the disciples of the Demon Sect were generally stronger than the disciples of the Orthodox Sect.

It was not because of the strength of the sect, but because the disciples of the Demon Sect had more combat experience. They had done many things such as killing, robbing, and robbing. Moreover, they did everything they could when fighting, and they were vicious and cruel, leaving no chance for their opponents to survive.

In addition, the number of Demon Sects was so large that even if the six major Orthodox Sects joined together, they faced tremendous pressure.

Lin Jichen naturally knew it, but he had no better way.

The difference in numbers cannot be overcome by cooperation alone. In this battle, the Zhengzong is destined to suffer heavy losses.

However, the real victory is not determined by these disciples.

The victory between the righteous and the evil depends only on who wins and who loses between the sect masters of both sides.

As long as Leng Feiyan and his team can win, the Zhengzong can win. Otherwise, if they can't, they will die.

The sect masters of both sides of the righteous and the evil are afraid that the battle will affect their own disciples, so they tacitly changed the battlefield.

The disciples can't see the situation of the battle, but they can feel the strong fluctuations of spiritual energy from the other side of the sky.

The intensity of the battle over there is dozens of times stronger than theirs!

Lin Jichen doesn't know how the battle is going on with his master. He really wants to help, but now his strength is low and he can't help at all in this level of battle.

The only thing he can do is to let the Zhengzong disciples die as little as possible, or try his best to consume the power of the Demon Sect.

Fortunately, this game plot has attracted a large number of players to participate. These players from various sects have become a force that cannot be ignored, and have relieved a lot of pressure on the six major sects.

Unfortunately, the strength of the players is uneven. In front of the elite NPC disciples who are almost everywhere, they are not very useful, but they are still very effective against some ordinary demon sect disciples.

A battlefield.

Tang Fei and Wang Ping received the order from Lin Jichen, and took a large number of sword sect outer hall disciples to guard the side of the law sect disciples and fought bloody battles.

"Golden Light Slash!"

"Jiyu Sword Qi!"

"Daqian Sword Kill!"

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Tang Fei faced a large number of demon cultivators without fear, but used the sword in his hand to continuously kill enemies one by one.

"Good swordsmanship!" Wang Ping exclaimed, and then he was not to be outdone. As the elites among the outer hall disciples, the two of them should not be underestimated.

However, at this time, several masters of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect led a large number of disciples to come.

They were already short of numbers, and now they were even more overwhelmed.

The guards of the Wuji royal family on the side said under the pressure: "Brother, there are too many people from the Demon Sect. Let's retreat."

"No, if we retreat, the disciples of the Law Sect will be in danger!"

Tang Fei refused without thinking, even though he was seriously injured.

"Yes, we received an order from Senior Brother Lin to protect the disciples of the Law Sect. Even if we perish together with these demon cultivators, we will never retreat!"

Wang Ping, an orphan of the Demon Sect, was also very determined.

Although he was a descendant of a demon cultivator, he had always hated the Demon Sect. Now he was leading the way and fighting for the Sword Sect with all his strength.

Seeing that they were not leaving, the soldiers of the Wuji royal family naturally had no face to retreat alone, so they had to make up their minds to continue fighting with them.

There were countless disciples of the Sword Sect like Tang Fei, and most of them fought with all their strength, and never retreated a single step even if they died.

As time went on, the battles in various places had become white-hot.

Both the righteous and the evil suffered heavy casualties, hundreds of thousands of corpses fell into the mountains and rivers below, piled up into mountains, and blood flowed into rivers.

But the battle in the sky is still going on.

Behind the Demon Sect.

Several figures gathered together, each of them was the pride of the major Demon Sects.

"After fighting for most of the day, you still haven't taken it down? Our Demon Sect really raised a bunch of trash!"

A young man holding a black Overlord Spear said sarcastically.

At this time, another shirtless man with muscles all over his body sneered: "There is no way, we didn't bring too many people, mainly because the disciples of the Ghost Hall are too weak. As the main force, they were beaten by the Sword Sect without any ability to fight back. Such disciples, no matter how many are trained, are just a bunch of trash."

"Hmph!"

At this time, a charming woman stepped forward and said angrily: "Li Xinghun, Situ Zhao! You mocked my Ghost Hall so much, don't you take this young master seriously!"

Li Xinghun raised the tip of the gun, hahaWith a smile, he said, "How dare I? Miss Luo is different. Your strength is obvious to all. We are just talking about others."

Luo Muxian snorted coldly, "Our Ghost Hall focuses on the secret method of the spirit, so we are naturally no match for those sword cultivators. There is no need to sneer at us. If you want to help, help. If you don't want to help, leave. No one will force you!"

The shirtless Situ Zhao glanced disdainfully and said, "If it weren't for the order from the head of the sect, do you think this young master would be willing to help your Ghost Hall?"

"Then you can get out. At worst, my Ghost Hall will perish with them. At least it's better than some people being beaten into turtles by Lin Jichen!" Luo Muxian said.

"Say it again! I'll kill you!" Situ Zhao was touched in the sore spot, roared, and was about to take action.

At this time, Li Xinghun acted as a peacemaker and said, "Okay, stop talking. Since the sect has issued an order, let's not start an internal conflict. Our target is the group of guys in the Zhengzong sect."

Luo Muxian also held back her anger and said, "The Tianmo Sect is unwilling to take action. We are missing the help of the Dharma cultivators, and the Yuanji Dharma Sect is backing us. The threat to our people is too great. We must deal with them!"

"That's true, but how can we deal with the dog Lin Jichen who ordered to protect the Yuanji Dharma Sect and the Xuanyi Sect like an iron barrel?" Situ Zhao complained.

His hatred for Lin Jichen is no less than that of Li Xinghun and Luo Muxian.

At the Ascension Conference that year, Lin Jichen killed him. Fortunately, the elders of the sect took him back later, and the sect master used a secret method to save him.

Today, Situ Zhao is even more powerful. Although it has been so long, his hatred for Lin Jichen has not diminished at all.

Seeing that no one had a clue, Luo Muxian suddenly laughed.

"Don't worry, I have a way to break the iron bucket formation set up by Lin Jichen!"

"You have a way?" Situ Zhao obviously didn't believe it.

Luo Muxian didn't waste any words, raised her delicate hand, and shook the strange bell on her wrist.

A strange and demonic bell sounded, and a tall and handsome figure flew out from behind the Ghost Hall.

Situ Zhao and Li Xinghun were shocked when they saw the person coming!

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Second update~