Chapter 383: Massacre

Whoosh!

The blue-clothed sword cultivator turned into a gust of wind and disappeared into the air.

On one side, Hou Qitian and others were struggling to hold on under the siege of the Sword Sect cultivators. Although the opponent's strength was not much different from theirs, they had more people after all. Hou Ping'er had a scar on her face, which was caused by a flying sword from the opponent when she was not paying attention just now.

Chu Fan thought that the battle between the blue-clothed sword cultivators would end soon, and then join the battle to encircle and suppress Hou Qitian and others.

Who knew that an accident would happen.

The faces of the seven Sword Sect cultivators all changed, looking at the blue-clothed sword cultivator who had disappeared into the air, and the tightly closed encirclement shook violently, revealing a small hole.

Seeing this, Hou Qitian took the opportunity to surge his breath, and punched a sword cultivator next to him with a terrifying iron fist. The sword cultivator's face changed, and the flying sword came to him instantly.

"Dang!!!"

With a crisp collision sound, the flying sword and the cultivator were smashed away by Hou Qitian.

"Retreat!!!"

Hou Qitian roared, and with Hou Ping'er and two Black Phoenix clan leaders and elders, he rushed out of the breakthrough.

Swish, swish, swish!

Several flying swords chased, but they had already lost the best opportunity, fell into the encirclement, and then flew back to the sword cultivator.

Hou Qitian and his four companions moved quickly and came to Chu Fan.

Hou Qitian smiled: "Brother Chu, you are really good."

However, the next moment, with a "puff", Hou Qitian spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his face was a little gloomy, and his body bowed. Hou Ping'er hurriedly supported him, with a worried look in his eyes.

"I, I'm fine."

Hou Qitian smiled bitterly and spit out blood again.

However, it was not so easy to break through the encirclement just now. In the previous battle, Hou Qitian had been protecting Hou Ping'er, and a hidden injury had already surged in his chest, but he struggled to hold on and did not let the hidden injury break out and cause damage.

At the moment of tearing the encirclement, Hou Qitian exerted a terrifying force beyond his own strength. All the hidden injuries that had just accumulated suddenly burst out, hurting Hou Qitian's inner palace, so he vomited blood.

Seven to four, Hou Qitian and his men were already on the verge of danger. If it weren't for Chu Fan, I'm afraid that several of them would have been surrounded by eight opponents and died.

Chu Fan glanced at Hou Qitian and sighed slightly. The situation was very bad for them now.

The seven cultivators of the Sword Sect looked at this side with gloomy faces. If they hadn't been able to feel the breath of the blue-clothed sword cultivator, they would have thought that the other party was joking with them.

But now, the blue-clothed sword cultivator has been killed by the weakest Thunder Ape of the other side.

"Cough cough cough!" Hou Qitian coughed again, his face flushed, and he looked at his teammates in front of him apologetically.

"That monkey killed Qing Ju!!"

"Now it seems that it is true. We underestimated the enemy. That Thunder Ape is not simple."

"Let's do it. Get rid of them as soon as possible!!"

The seven people killed decisively and quickly recovered from the shock. They analyzed the current situation. The strongest Thunder Ape among the four people was already injured, and the other three were just the last of their strength. Even with the Thunder Ape, who was hiding his clumsiness, they would not be the opponent of the seven of them.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The seven flying swords turned into seven meteors and came towards the five people, leaving a terrifying breath in the air, as if the whole sky was cut open.

"Retreat!" Helplessly, Chu Fan and others could not withstand the seven sword beams at all, and could only retreat quickly.

Swish swish swish! !

The flying swords chased after them, following them like a shadow, and were bound to kill them, leaving no chance for Chu Fan and others.

At this time, a roar suddenly came from the ground.

"Roar!!!"

Then, a terrifying explosion came from the ground.

"Bang!!!"

As if sensing something, Chu Fan and the others looked down and their faces changed drastically. On the ground, in a short period of fighting, all the masters of the Thunder Ape tribe and the Black Phoenix tribe were killed.

The roar and explosion just now were the last eighth-level Thunder Ape surrounded by several sword cultivators. Knowing that it could not survive, it blew itself up with the last dignity of the Thunder Ape.

Before death, it also took away the sword cultivators of the Sword Sect.

However, the gap in strength and number between the two sides was too large. The Sword Sect cultivators annihilated the masters of the Thunder Ape and Black Phoenix tribes at a quarter of the cost.

There was no way, who said that the Sword Sect was the top three sects under the Tiandao Sect. Only the Soul Clan and the Kanhuo Clan could resist such a behemoth head-on.

The Thunder Ape Clan was able to annihilate a quarter of the opponent's sword cultivators, and they were fearless and killed countless opponent sword cultivators at a ratio of almost one to one.

"Dead, all dead."

Hou Ping'er looked miserable. She knew many powerful Thunder Ape warriors, but now they were all turned into corpses.

Hou Qitian gritted his teeth, remained silent, and looked gloomy. He wanted to kill all the other party, but he was unable to do so.

The two Black Phoenix clan leaders and elders were also very sad. The people below were all members of the clan. How could they not feel sad if they all died?

"Give up. There is no chance."

"I don't know why I left you here to guard the space gate."

"Remember, the one who killed you all is from Xinxiang Continent, the strongest sect under Tiandao Sect, Jianzong!!"

The seven out-of-body masters of Jianzong are not only powerful, but also good at attacking the mind. They want to destroy the will of Chu Fan and the other five, and then slowly eat away at Chu Fan and the others.

"Puff!!"

Hou Qitian was so anxious that his eyes were filled with sorrow. He spat out blood again. His eyes were listless. It was not that he was weak-minded, but that the corpses on the ground were all good men from their Thunder Ape tribe! !

But they all died here one by one! ! !

How could Hou Qitian explain to the deceased chief of the previous generation of Thunder Ape tribe? ?

Chu Fan's face was gloomy. He stared at the seven people in the sky, and then looked at the ground. The other sword cultivators of the Sword Sect had slowly surrounded Chu Fan and others. For a moment, he had a lot of thoughts. He knew that he could not hide anymore.

Otherwise, the four people around him would all die.

He owed Hou Qitian a lot of things. At least, he could not let Hou Qitian and Hou Ping'er die, otherwise, Chu Fan himself would not be able to get over it.

He turned his head to look at Hou Qitian and said weakly: "Can your subspace still be used? Is it enough for the five of us to hide in? How long is the time limit?"

Hou Qitian was stunned and looked at Chu Fan. He was a little curious about how Chu Fan knew the ability of his subspace.

At the same time, he was already somewhat desperate. In this situation, Hou Qitian had already made up his mind to die together.

He certainly didn't want to live in humiliation.

Chu Fan saw Hou Qitian's hesitation, stared at him with a firm look, and said:

"Believe me!!"