Xu Zhou raised his head and looked at the six Great Tribulation Realm monks opposite him with his cold eyes.

"This method is too slow."

Without turning around, he waved his hand and said, "Shenhuo Palace, those who are willing to risk their lives to save others, come forward."

"My subordinate is willing!"

"My subordinate is willing!"

"Be the next one!"

Swish——

Swish——

In an instant, all the cultivators from the Divine Fire Palace flew over, and none of them flinched.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Zhou's eyes flashed with relief and pride.

Some of these Shenhuo Temple monks had already suffered serious injuries in the previous fight with the men in black robes.

But they still rushed forward!

"You, you, and you, stand down." Xu Zhou casually nodded to a few people and said in a deep voice, "Those who are seriously injured do not need to die in vain. All of them come out."

There were more than a dozen monks who were ordered to retreat to the side.

Xu Zhou swept through the remaining people. They were all from the Divine Fire Palace. The last elite men were the only ones he had preserved for countless years.

He took a breath and said loudly, "There are still eighty-seven monks in the Shenhuo Temple. You evil spirits will send out an equal number of lackeys. For every person killed in the Shenhuo Temple, ten monks will be released on board. If the Shenhuo Temple monk is killed, then

That’s how it’s supposed to be.”

The six Great Tribulation Realm monks looked at each other, discussed in low voices for a few words, and reached an agreement.

One of them said, "Okay, just like Elder Xu Zhou said!"

Soon, eighty-seven men in black robes gathered together.

The two sides looked at each other without any hesitation, and their breaths burst out.

"Kill all these bastards!"

"Kill them!"

"Monk of the Divine Fire Palace, suffer death!"

As the two sides roared, more than a hundred monks fought together instantly, setting off a "rumbling" terrifying force impact, like a stormy sea.

The melee has directly entered a fierce stage, with both sides trying their best to kill their opponents, and screams can be heard from time to time.

There was a man in black robes who was engulfed in flames. He screamed horribly and was burned alive with a "sizzling" sound.

There were also monks from the Divine Fire Temple who fell into the hands of the men in black robes and were instantly overwhelmed by the gloomy ghostly shadows, ending up with both body and spirit destroyed.

Extremely tragic!

Xu Zhou had no expression on his face as he scanned the battlefield and kept counting, "One...two...three..."

He was referring to the killed men in black robes, and some monks from the Divine Fire Palace flew to several large ships and began to count their numbers.

"Don't fight. Priority will be given to the elderly, weak, women and children, the injured will be given priority, and those with only children will be given priority. Line up and leave this place with us!"

"Ten...eleven...twelve..." Xu Zhou's voice was cold, covering up the sourness and pain in his heart.

The men in black robes are dying quickly, so why not the monks of the Divine Fire Palace? He personally trained these disciples, and now he personally sends them to death.

But he has no choice!

In the battle group, the number of people is fast

It has decreased, but the fighting on the field has become more and more fierce.

A cultivator from the Divine Fire Temple looked up to the sky and laughed while being seriously injured. He hugged a black-robed man who was roaring in anger. The next moment, there was a loud "boom" and he blew himself up.

There are also people who, after entangling their opponents, yell at their companions, "Burn! Burn me too!"

boom--

The flames broke out, and two entangled figures struggled and fell into it.

The people in black robes were gradually afraid of being killed, and their eyes widened as they looked at the group of monks from the Fire Temple in red robes in front of them.

"Crazy people, these crazy people!"

In terms of strength, they were selected from all evil forces and had the absolute upper hand.

In fact, the number of monks killed in the Shenhuo Temple was more than them.

However, it happened that the weaker side, which suffered more serious battle losses, killed a group of demons and monsters, and was in a state of panic, running for cover.

I'm afraid that I will be dragged to death in the next moment!

If it weren't for the fact that their respective masters were watching from behind, this rabble would have collapsed and dispersed long ago.

On several large ships, people were being rescued one after another. They and the others who were still on the ship looked at the scene in front of them with red eyes, and the resentment and hatred accumulated in their hearts slowly dissipated.

These people could have stayed in Jiyang Mountain and no one would have dared to take a step forward, but in order to save them, they were willing to risk their lives.

A belief and understanding emerged in the minds of these old monks from Yuanxia Palace - the Lord Sect has not given up on them, and is willing to fight to the death to save them even if it is difficult for them.

Belonging and identifying arise spontaneously!

"That's enough, fellow Taoists, there's no need to fight any more!"

"You have done enough."

"If it's true, it's our fate to be buried here today. We don't dare to blame the master at all."

"Fellow Taoist of Shenhuo Palace, please retreat!"

When the voice came, Xu Zhou straightened his back and spit out the last number, "Fifty-two." He took a step forward, and a "boom" was heard between the sky and the sea, "Today's battle is over!"

The remaining thirty-five men in black robes ran away in an instant. When they looked back, they saw that only eleven cultivators from the Divine Fire Temple were left on the battlefield. And all of them were injured. In serious cases, they even had their legs and hands broken.

, almost soaked in blood, and the figure is crumbling.

This scene made the escaping man in black robe want to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, and he couldn't help but doubt his life - how could people like him be scared away by them?!

Eighty-seven people went out to fight, but in the end only 11 were left alive, and all of them were seriously injured, relying on one breath to support them.

One of them had a large tear in his chest and abdomen, and his internal organs were vaguely visible. He staggered and fell onto his back towards the sea.

Xu Zhou waved his sleeves and caught the man, but the fallen monk of Shenhuo Temple had stopped breathing. His vitality had long been cut off, and he died in one breath.

looking at each other,

With a young face, Xu Zhou's hands trembled, "Xiaoba, if you had been more obedient and practiced harder, maybe you wouldn't have... No, I shouldn't talk about you again, because you are already very good.

,very good."

Reaching out his hand and closing his eyes for this disciple, Xu Zhou's straight back finally showed a hint of slump and became slightly stooped. "The monks of Shenhuo Temple obeyed the order and led the monks who came to rescue. They rushed back to Jiyang Mountain immediately. No violation is allowed."

!”

"...Yes, elder."

"Elder, we are in the mountains, waiting for you to come back."

"Take care, elder!"

The monks of Shenhuo Temple supported each other and flew towards Jiyang Mountain.

"Everyone, follow up!"

A group of men in black robes had fierce gleams in their eyes. At this moment, a sneer rang out, "You want to break the agreement through crooked ways? Let's see who dares!"

The angry shouts resounded across the sky and the sea, and the fiery breath reappeared, like a rising sun, violent, burning, and heart-stopping.

Weakness only lasts for a moment, being strong and domineering is the true character of the Flame God Lord!

The six Great Tribulation cultivators' hearts shrank, "Stop, all stand where they are, no one can move rashly!"

"Hey... Elder Xu Zhou, don't worry, people of my generation also keep their word."

"Yes, yes, don't be impulsive. It's easy to talk about something."

At this moment, when they looked at Xu Zhou, they were so impressed by his aura that they felt a sense of fear that they did not dare to look at him.

In my heart, I was cursing endlessly - this damn old ghost, his body was obviously seriously injured, but he managed to hold on until now? That's all. After a lot of wear and tear, how could he still burst out with such a terrifying aura?

"Hmph!" Xu Zhou sneered and looked in the direction behind him. He looked at the Shenhuo Temple and the rescued people. They had been escorted back to the mountain, and he no longer had any worries in his heart.

After adjusting his robes and looking calm, Xu Zheng headed towards Jiyang Mountain, looked at it quietly for a few breaths, and bowed.

Etiquette standards, solemnity and suddenness!

At the top of the mountain, Bai Jing's face changed drastically, and he said urgently, "No, Taoist Brother Xu Zhou is really desperate, I have to go out and save him!"

"You're not allowed to go." Xia Xue said with a deep tone.

"Palace Master!"

Xia Xue was silent for a moment and looked out of the mountain, "Elder Bai Jing, if you go out now, wouldn't you be letting down Elder Xu Zhou and everyone in the Shenhuo Palace who risked their lives to win the situation for our Yuanxia Palace?"
To be continued...