Jianqiu finally took action.

Ding Mu knew that if Jian Qiu wanted to deal with the five major sects, he would never miss this opportunity.

As long as you can restrain the Qingmo Sect and let the Qingmo Sect put most of its energy on Yijian Peak, Chongxu Sect may really attack the Qingmo Sect.

After all, the hatred between the righteous Qi Refiner and the Demonic Cultivator is endless.

If it weren't for the fact that the Qingmo Sect was indeed powerful and had three powerful people in the realm of unity, Chongxu Sect would have taken action long ago.

Seeing Jian Qiu appear, Ding Mu breathed a sigh of relief. According to his plan, he and Qiu Lin joined forces to fight against a powerful figure in the unity realm, and Jian Qiu fought against another one. In this way, the Qing Demon Sect would never get any benefits.

Mo Er stared at Jian Qiu, his face getting colder. He really didn't expect that there would be a powerful power in the unity realm that would appear. Moreover, this powerful power in the unity realm is still very powerful, no less than him. If he is not careful this time, he is afraid he will suffer a loss.

Looking at Ding Mu and Qiu Lin again, Mo Er seemed to understand Ding Mu's plan, and immediately snorted coldly, "Mo San, Ding Mu and the others have been handed over to you. Leave this person to me, don't keep your back!"

Mo San nodded and rushed towards Ding Mu and Qiulin again, while Mo Er met Jian Qiu.

Mo Er’s plan is very simple, which is to let Mo San defeat Ding Mu and Qiu Lin as soon as possible, and then the two of them join forces to defeat Jian Qiu, so that they still have an absolute advantage.

But the question is, can the Demon Three successfully defeat Ding Mu and Qiu Lin?

Seeing the Demon Three rushing up again, Ding Mu knew that there was no reservation at this time, so he took out a fourth-grade blood-crying pill and swallowed it. The breath fluctuated in his body and spit out a mouthful of blood, which turned into red lines and merged into his body. The breath fluctuated sharply again.

In order to fight against the Demon Three, Ding Mu has entered a negative pressure state.

Qiu Lin had already received Ding Mu's instructions and took out a fourth-grade explosion spirit pill and swallowed it, increasing its aura fluctuation a lot.

The actions of the three demon generals were seen, but their faces were still disdainful.

"Do you think the gap in cultivation level can be made up with the explosion spirit pill? I tell you, it is impossible! You two are dead!"

While speaking, Mo San rushed to Ding Mu and stabbed Ding Mu's chest with a short sword in his right hand.

A few resolute flashed across Ding Mu's face, but there was no intention of dodging. He inspired the six-level nested sword in his hand to condense the sword intent and spiritual energy onto the Zizai Sword, stabbing Mo San's chest, which turned out to be a fight with injuries.

The Demon San was a little surprised when he saw Ding Mu's behavior. Didn't Ding Mu know the difference between them?

Isn’t it just seeking death if you exchange injuries with him?

So he did not hesitate at all, and let the Zizai Sword pierce into his chest first, enduring the pain and stabbing the short sword into Ding Mu's chest.

Ding Mu and Mo San were both ready to take the lead. While the Zizai Sword and the Short Sword stabbed each other, countless sword intents and demonic energy burst out in an instant. Ding Mu couldn't help but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Although he chose to exchange injuries for injuries, his physical strength was still much worse than that of the Demon Three, and the suppression of his cultivation level also played a powerful role. After this sword, he was seriously injured and almost lost the ability to move.

Of course, Demon Three was not feeling well. Ding Mu could already pose a threat to Demon Three with the help of the six-level nested sword disk. In addition, the sword intent burst out in Demon Three's body made the demonic energy in Demon Three unable to operate smoothly, so he could only inspire a wave of demonic energy, otherwise Ding Mu's injury would not be so simple.

But before Ding Mu could breathe a sigh of relief, the short sword in Mo San's left hand stabbed him again and pointed directly at Ding Mu's throat!

If this sword is stabbed, it will definitely cut Ding Mu's head off directly, so Ding Mu must block it.

What block should I use?

It can only be the left hand.

The dagger fell down, and a blood light floated up, and Mo San showed a look of surprise on his face. He didn't expect that Ding Mu could block his attack when he was seriously injured, especially Ding Mu's left hand had almost been split in half by him, but it actually blocked the dagger in his hand.

At this time, the grass in Ding Mu's sea of ​​consciousness had been fully stimulated, and the majestic vitality entered Ding Mu's body as if he didn't have money to help Ding Mu recover from his injuries. If it weren't for this, Ding Mu would never have been able to block the two swords of Demon Three.

Although Mo San was surprised, his hands were not vague. He pulled back his left-handed short sword and stabbed Ding Mu again. He didn't believe that Ding Mu could block it every time.

But at this moment, Qiu Lin suddenly appeared behind him and smashed her right fist hard at the back of Mo San's neck.

Ding Mu was not the one who fought against the Demon Three.

When Mo San saw Ding Mu's ferocity, he naturally did not dare to underestimate Qiu Lin. After all, Qiu Lin's aura fluctuations burst out were much stronger than Ding Mu. Although Qiu Lin did not have weapons, he could not guarantee the consequences of being hit by a vital point in the back of the neck.

So he had to give up his attack on Ding Mu, and returned to defend with his left hand, pointing directly at Qiu Lin.

Qiu Lin did not fight hard, but avoided the attack of the dagger, grabbed Mo San's right arm, and pulled out the dagger that pierced Ding Mu's chest.

Of course, Mo San would not let Qiu Lin succeed. He tried harder with his right hand, hoping to continue to aggravate Ding Mu's injury.

But Ding Mu had already ignored the short sword in his chest, and his left hand injury had recovered. With continuous waves, dozens of space rifts appeared on Mo San's left shoulder, and it was in the same position. Taking advantage of Mo San's chance to confront Qiu Lin, he actually cut off Mo San's left arm directly!

When Mo San came to his senses, Ding Mu had already emitted a flame and landed on Mo San's left arm, trying to burn his left arm to ashes, so that he could greatly weaken Mo San's combat power.

But he still ignored the strength of the Demon Three's physical body.

The space rift has extremely strong attack power, but it also takes dozens of space rifts to attack at the same time to cut off Mo San's left arm. It is still a bit difficult to burn Mo San's left arm to ashes in a short period of time.

At this time, Mo San didn't care about continuing to stalemate with Ding Mu, and hurriedly retracted his sword and rushed towards his left arm, wanting to take his left arm back.

But just as he was about to get his left arm, his left arm disappeared in front of him. When he turned his head, he realized that his left arm had fallen into Ding Mu's hands.

The role of space folding at this moment is simply ideal.

Mo San looked ugly, "Ding Mu, return the left arm to me!"
Chapter completed!