Jiang Liechen sneered slightly and said, "It turns out that Alliance Leader Li brainwashed his subordinates by talking about these false principles?"

At this time, the volcano shook violently several times, and a few burning magma erupted from the crater. Yuan Yi was not patient and talked to him, saying, "At this point, I no longer regard you as an opponent of equal war. Since you are determined to subvert the world, I don't want to show off the reputation of a kind and righteous man, but even in order to allow me to live quietly, I will never let you succeed. Today I must completely kill your ambition!" Suddenly, he took the attack, and used a move faster, with sword light and sword shadows flying around Jiang Liechen.

Jiang Liechen blocked it casually. Yuan Yi's stick was not worth mentioning in his eyes, but one arm was severely damaged in the shoulder bone, which was no different from being temporarily invalidated. He felt a little difficult to deal with. He still refused to give in and sneered: "Stop talking in my sleep. I will live for my ambitions for one day. If you want to kill me... you are not qualified enough!"

Yuan Yi said: "Big boy? Okay, let you see how powerful I am!" The stick was spreading, just like when dealing with Li Yijie and the original owner of the manor, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult for the eyes to distinguish. Li Yijie naturally recognized this move and sighed: "As the enemy, I only think that this move is difficult. But when as an ally, I feel that it is very beneficial to us." The original owner of the manor only stared at his son in a daze, and regarded the rest of his words as in front of his ears.

Although Jiang Liechen was already angry, he was poisoned very deeply at this time. After a few moves, he became more toxic and it was no longer easy to turn defeat into victory. Yuan Yi seized this advantage and attacked repeatedly, vowing to defeat him in one fell swoop before his skills recovered. Not long after, many cracks of different sizes appeared on Jiang Liechen's clothes. Yuan Yi's long rod suddenly swung back and hit him hard on his chest. The strong wind brought by the hand added another gap in his sleeve.

Jiang Liechen said annoyedly: "Are you doing Mr. Dongguo and the White-Eyed Wolf? If you really hate me, don't use the skills I taught you!" It turned out that he had made the moves as fast as thunder, but most of the actions he used were the heart-like moves in the Seven Evils True Art. No wonder Jiang Liechen was furious.

Yuan Yi smiled and said, "This is what it means to take from others and repay others! I am not a gentleman like Alliance Leader Li. As you said, we are the same people. Killing you with your martial arts is an interesting cause and effect. If it were you, you would have done the same, right?"

Li Yijie looked at the original owner and praised, "So amazing! Let's help too!" This battle is related to life and death. The owners of the owners have forgotten the past disagreement, only recognize the same hatred and enemy, and have taken all their strength. It is indeed the same, which has caused the magma on the ground to rise.

The disciples of the Demon Cult received the instructions of the leader and gathered from the side. The Lord of Xia Zhuang waved the convenient shovel and jumped out of the battle circle. In name, it was to block the worries of the alliance, but in fact it had other plans. In contrast, this group of believers was much easier to deal with.

Jiang Liechen responded to several people at the same time and called for attacks, but he was still not confused at all. Even if everyone was dissatisfied, they had to admit in their hearts that he claimed to be the Lord of the Jianghu, which was not just a false reputation. When Li Yijie was fighting, he looked at the crater from time to time. The continuous flow of magma seemed to increase and its momentum became more and more violent.

The owner of the village suddenly felt the air conditioner attacking his body, and his hands and feet hesitated for a moment, and a black shadow had already swept in front of him. Just as he was about to use his skills to force him, a convenient shovel appeared on his side to stop the opponent's attack. His momentum was constant, and Jiang Liechen was also afraid of it. He turned his sleeves and stopped angrily. Li Yijie took the opportunity to lift his sword and stab it out. Jiang Liechen did not use his weapons, but waved his sleeves to block it.

Li Yijie clearly felt that the tip of the sword was touched, but the force was as if it was pulled out of thin air, and disappeared without a trace, not to mention using it to hurt the enemy. This situation was very familiar to him, but how could the secret technique passed by Chu Anlin, the people in the Demon Cult could use it?

Master Liu smiled and said, "Brother Xia, are you back so soon?" Master Xia smiled and said, "Yes, it's all done. Those little disciples are as straight as stupid cows and horses, and they are vulnerable at all."

The owner of the village raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Liechen and smiled, "I said, Seven Evils, your little pawns have subdued us. If you continue to resist stubbornly, you will lose sooner or later. Why do you admit that you lose as soon as possible? Let's stop?" Jiang Liechen snorted coldly, "Dream! I have never started with them for those useless things! What does life and death have to do with me?"

Master Xia interrupted, "He didn't cry when he saw the coffin. We'll beat him to convince him." He waved a shovel with confidence, then said "Huh", with a strange expression. He has always been a straightforward person, and asked on the spot: "Party Li, this is the same as when you just unleashed my skills? Why can he do the same with the same kung fu?" Yuan Pingliu, the three masters of the manor Yuan Ping, realized for the first time that internal strength gave people a sense of time, and for a moment he understood what situation was in the manor Xia.

Jiang Liechen learned his skills on the spot. He had never seen the records left by Chu Anlin, nor did he know Li Yijie's skill. He only relied on his martial arts skills, and learned all the principles and practiced them according to his own unique skills, so he learned this move in a similar way. Even the way of collecting internal strength was compressed more thoroughly than Li Yijie, and the counterattack would be greater. Then he saw that the true energy was too strong under his robe sleeve, and the sleeves were slightly bulging and fluttering violently in the wind.

Seeing that he was at the opening of the sky, Nangong Xue relaxed his vigilance and held a sword to stab him. Jiang Liechen smiled grimly, brushed his sleeves in front of him, and cooperated with another palm, and suddenly shot out with all his strength. His strength was not tilted at all, reaching Nangong Xue's chest.

It turned out that he took over the attacking true energy and temporarily accumulated in his sleeves. After he had accumulated the skills of the people, he turned into a huge force and concentrated attack on one person. In addition, the intersecting internal power of the other palm, Nangong Xue's cultivation was originally the worst in the seven people. His body immediately flew out lightly, and a mouthful of blood was sprinkled on the ground.

Li Yijie looked around and was so shocked that he saw that she had just fallen into the crater. This was originally a rigorous calculation of the direction before Jiang Liechen made a move.

Seeing that Li Yijie was only looking at Nangong Xue, Yuan Yi shouted, "Brother Li, it's important to deal with him. I think this is also the wish of Miss Nangong..." Li Yijie was not willing to listen to him. He stabbed several swords, slowed out about an inch of space, used his light skills, and rushed towards the crater.

Jiang Liechen sneered, "I know I'm not my opponent, so do you want to escape halfway?" Yuan Yi shouted, "Don't talk too much!" The sticks turned and resisted his internal strength through the air. The owner of Xia Zhuang was shot down with a shovel. Jiang Liechen attacked Nangong Xue and was distracted. He didn't notice this move. The force shook his heart and lungs, and blood couldn't help but flowed from the corner of his mouth. But seeing Nangong Xue's figure falling into the mouth of the magma like a floating feather, regardless of his own injuries, there was still a proud smile on his face.

Li Yijie only felt that his heart was not in his heart. If Nangong Xue had any accidents, he would rather accompany her. These few short steps were like a longer journey than his life. Looking at him with courage, he suddenly saw a hand climbing along the edge of the mountain pass, and his joints turned white due to excessive force.

Li Yijie was surprised and shouted, "Xue'er!" He rushed forward and grabbed her hand hard. But the boiling magma seemed to have a suction force. Li Yijie not only found it difficult to pull her back to the ground, but also his body continued to fall to the valley entrance. Finally, Nangong Xue was seriously injured and could not exert force, otherwise the driving force would inevitably be stronger.

Nangong Xue had fallen into the valley before, and she climbed to the edge because of her belief in survival. But when she saw Li Yijie leaning at the valley, she grabbed his palm in vain, while the two of them were still falling downwards. She was so shocked that she shouted: "Senior Brother, please let go... let go! Otherwise, we both will fall..."

Li Yijie leaned forward and shouted: "I won't let go! I will never let go! I will leave you alone unless I die! Hold on, and use force!" Heels pressed on the mountain wall and leaned back hard. But the touching feet was as hot as charcoal, and it was difficult to leverage the force. Nangong Xue's tears fell and said: "Senior brother, please don't think about me. Dealing with the Seven Evil Demons is the top priority..."

Li Yijie blurted out and said, "No! The moment you landed in the crater just now, I just felt that my heart stopped beating. If you just died like that, I would be bored and wish I could go with you! So what if I could save the martial arts world? Without you, I can't live! You can say that I am selfish, but I am also a mortal, and I also have various emotions of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness in ordinary people. I can't do everything for the public! The Seven Evil Demon Head has made me lose my most important master, junior brother, I can no longer bear the pain of losing you!"

Feeling Nangong Xue's slender five fingers slipping inch by inch inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by squealing, he quickly clasped them tightly and shouted, "Xue'er, hold on! We... can definitely survive! In the past, we are in the same boat, and many strong winds and waves have come, how could we capsize in such a small gutter?"

The rising air waves at the crater were already making the two of them numb. Nangong Xue felt her face wet, but Li Yijie's tears fell down and were falling on her face. Mixed with tears from the corners of her eyes, they fell into the rolling magma, and in a blink of an eye it evaporated so much that there was not even a trace of water vapor left. Nangong Xue gritted her teeth and said, "Senior Brother, I thank you for your affection for me. But I can't let you die with me!" After saying this, there was a desperate determination on her face.

A ominous premonition suddenly flashed through Li Yijie's heart and shouted, "Xue'er, what are you...what are you going to do?" Seeing Nangong Xue difficult to pull out her long sword, she was about to slash her wrist.

At this time, her body was hanging in the air, and the two of them clasped their hands were the only bonds that maintained the connection. If she cut off her wrist and lost support, she would immediately fall into the rolling magma. Li Yijie's eyes widened and said, "No... no! I said to live and die with you. If you fall down, I... I will jump in and accompany you!"

Nangong Xue was still moving her sword hard, overcoming the resistance of the heat waves. Li Yijie was anxious and regretted that he was unable to stop it. Suddenly, a long whip was thrown off, and the "pop" sound slapped Nangong Xue's arm, and flew out her sword, just inserted it on the mountain wall next to the magma mouth. He rolled the whip and tied her wrist. At the same time, he reached one end of the stick and shouted: "Miss Nangong, grab it!" The person coming was Yuan Yi.

Li Yijie was surprised and happy, and said, "Brother Yuan, you..." Yuan Yi said, "Don't say more about polite words, it's important to save people." He raised his foot to the edge of the mountain pass and poked the stick a few inches. Nangong Xue had always been kind-hearted. Seeing that both of them tried their best to save him, his thoughts of survival suddenly rose. He used all his strength to lift his sour and soft arms, and held the stick end hard. Yuan Yi shouted, "Okay, that's it, I'm using force!"

The two of them tried their best, and the sticks rose inch by inch. Finally, Yuan Yi reached out to hold her wrist and finally rescued her from the magma. Nangong Xuechang had burned several holes to the magma that had risen from time to time, and her face was blackened by heat waves. After all, the three of them were still safe and sound, which was a blessing.
Chapter completed!