The cultivation base of the four masters is not low, and Ye Shijun's strength has risen sharply, which is extremely destructive.

Ning Yue and Mo Beitian faced such a pair of masters.

Although Futian was a bit weaker, it was actually quite difficult for Qing Ji to face one of the four masters plus him.

And as the leaders like them were restrained, the entire battle situation also began to undergo a huge reversal suddenly.

The three teams that were already on the verge of a breakthrough suddenly encountered huge resistance and watched their hope be extinguished. Qing Ji and Mo Beitian were injured one after another. The pincer attack of two top masters.

After only a few dozen moves, Ning Yue was obviously exhausted, but taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Shijun and Venerable Bigfoot suddenly stepped up their attacks, causing Ning Yue to retreat steadily.

"Ningyue, what shall we do now?"

Qing Ji and the others who rushed out with great difficulty, were beaten back to their original positions again, and their bodies were covered with scars. She anxiously looked at Ning Yue who also retreated.

With blood on the corner of Ning Yue's mouth, she coldly glanced at the six masters and the 50,000 troops who assisted in the attack.

"The enemy's firepower is too fierce, and there are masters sitting in the formation. The breakout is a dead end. Tell everyone to retreat, shrink the defense line, and defend me." Ning Yue shouted anxiously.

Even though the situation was severe at this time, she still didn't panic in her heart. She knew that if even she panicked, the whole team would panic too, and their final result would be to be mermaid.

"Stop all orders, shrink the line of defense, even if we die, we will never let the enemy step into us." Qing Ji drew her sword and shouted loudly.

"Never let the enemy step forward!"

Everyone raised their swords and responded with one voice!

Suddenly, while the morale increased, everyone quickly shrank, taking advantage of the terrain to form their own defense line.

Mo Beitian was still in a bloody battle. Even though he was taken care of by the two masters and was repeatedly injured, he never said a word to withdraw.

Unlike them, his mission is to rescue Su Yingxia, so naturally, breaking the siege is what he must do.

Following Han for more than three thousand years, Mo Yang's scrutiny of the battle situation was not bad at all. At this time, he chopped down two obtrusive enemy troops with a single knife in his hand, and shouted at Mo Beitian anxiously.

Mo Beitian fought and lost, and he was vomiting blood, but there was no fear in his eyes, and the more he lost, the more brave he became.

"These two bastards are handed over to me. You rush out to save Su Yingxia."

Knife Twelve angrily refused: "No, these two people have extremely high cultivation bases, if no one helps you, you will only die here."

"Hmph, so what if Mo Beitian is dead? If I die, don't you guys still exist? I'm afraid you'll be fucked up, so let me go."

With a shout of anger, Mo Beitian rushed directly at the two masters.

Black Wind Demon Fairy's face turned cold: "You want them to go? Idiots are dreaming!"

After the words fell, it was a fierce attack on Mo Beitian with the white-faced Yumo.

The two of them wanted to kill Mo Beitian in the shortest possible time and crush this guy's plan as soon as possible.

"Hmph, are you just dreaming like a fool? You'll only know after you try it!" Mo Beitian smiled coldly, biting his mouth full of blood, and charged directly at the two of them with the will to die.

Between the bangs, there was an explosion, and the two masters each set up defensive barriers to avoid such an explosive attack. On the other hand, Mo Beitian didn't seem to be afraid of the impact of the explosion at all, and instead took advantage of this momentum to attack .

"Fuck, is this guy crazy? Is he dying?"

Seeing Mo Beitian covered in blood, even the white-faced Yumo couldn't help feeling terrified at this moment. JrNovels.com