Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was uncomfortable, Qingluan Protector was determined to take the life of the Thousand-Faced Poison King, and once again danced out of his right arm and empty sleeve to beat the Thousand-Faced Poison King to death.

The Thousand-Faced Poison King was shocked, and Hu Yizhi wanted to save it, but the distance was not close enough, and it was too late.

Many scattered cultivators are close to the Thousand-Faced Poison King, but they have all seen the power of this empty sleeve, who dares to step forward to send him to death.

Seeing the empty sleeves coming, the face of the Thousand-Faced Poison King was like ashes, knowing that his life was short, he lamented in his heart: "This masked man is really a devil, I didn't expect me to die here, God!"

Hearing a pop, the two brothers of Wu Dawu pounced on him when he was dying, and dragged the empty sleeve to death, so that he could not get close to the Thousand-Faced Poison King for a bit.

The Thousand-Faced Poison King immediately cried when he saw Wu Dawu Er sacrificing himself as his current Qingluan Protector and the fatal blow.

"Second brother Wu Dawu, why are you suffering......? I'm just a cripple, why don't you put your lives on the line to save me......, a damned man?"

Listening to the cry of the Thousand-Faced Poison King, Wu Da Wu Er showed their rare smile, and then closed his eyes, and he couldn't open them anymore.

Qingluan Protector was annoyed and angry when he saw that his attack was blocked by those two fools, but at this moment he knew that if he didn't leave, he would only die at the hands of these loose cultivators, so he immediately grabbed the Mandrill Protector and was about to flee.

The mandrill protector was shocked: "Shall we run away like this? What about Fei Lian? We are going to leave him?"

Qingluan Protector said in a low voice: "He has been captured, we can't save him, hurry up, or we will all die here!"

Hu Yizhi saw that his two brothers had died at the hands of the Qingluan Dharma Protector again, and his heart ached, and he rushed forward with his eyes coaxed, wanting to leave the Qingluan Dharma Protector behind.

Although Qingluan Protector was injured, he was full of background, and this injury was insignificant to him.

If he wasn't bent on killing the Thousand-Faced Poison King, how could Hu Yizhi hurt him?

"Want to leave, it's not that easy, leave your life behind!"

Qingluan Protector sneered: "Arrogance!"

The cyan robe agitated again, and it suddenly fell from the Qingluan Protector's body, wrapping straight towards Hu Yizhi.

The golden cicada's plan to get out of the shell!

The robe lost its internal strength, and it softened in an instant.

By the time Hu Yizhi tore off his robe, the Qingluan Dharma Protector and the Mandrill Dharma Protector had already gone far away.

Hu Yizhi beat his chest: "Damn! I'll lose your grandma! Mask man, I'll lose your grandma!"

He was really angry in his heart, he no longer pretended to be Sven, and couldn't help but scold.

Lu Zhou and the others naturally didn't want to chase after the Qingluan Protector, their own strength was already poor, so why bother to go up and send them to death.

Anyway, Lu Zhou's purpose has been achieved, there are so many people who have been caught by them at the moment, and when the time comes, it would be great if they could confide in the news of the master.

He was looking for a master! Monuments are secondary.

Hu Yizhi looked at Wu Dawu Er's tragic death, walked over and squatted down, and hugged them in his arms.

Everyone was very sad and sympathetic to Hu Yizhi.

After hugging for a while, the corpse gradually cooled.

Hu Yizhi put down the corpse, his eyes seemed to be able to spew fire, and he picked up a steel knife and looked at the neck of a man in black.

The man in black was only hit by a weak tendon and his limbs were weak, but he was surprised when a knife suddenly slashed.

Blood flew, and a head flew directly out of several meters.

The headless neck was bleeding like a fountain!

When the scattered cultivators saw Hu Yizhi's crazy appearance, they all retreated slightly, gasping.

They took the initiative to give up a vacant space for Hu Yizhi to play to his heart's content.

There were also more than a dozen black-clothed people lying on the ground alive, their eyes full of pleading.

Hu Yizhi is their god of death, as soon as he comes, everyone has to die!

How could Lu Zhou kill them like this with a finger, and immediately stepped forward to stop them.

"Hu Yizhi, they are already like this, why do you want to kill them!" Lu Zhou persuaded.

Hu Yi pointed his finger and said: "Then my two brothers Wu Dawu died in vain? Don't we need someone to bury our brothers who died so fiercely last night? Today, if I don't kill them all, it will not be enough to vent the hatred in my heart." ”

Lu Zhou wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Liu Ruyi.

"Let him go!" Liu Ruyi shook her head.

Lu Zhou had no choice but to sigh, only in a moment, Hu Yizhi killed a few more people, and the knife edge was a little missing.

The rest of the people trembled, but none of them begged for mercy, and they seemed to regard death as if they were home, and although they were afraid, they were very tough on their lips.

I only heard Hu Yizhi shouting a few times, the knife flashed, blood droplets flew sideways, and several heads flew out again.

After cutting these people, Hu Yizhi exhaled heavily, and saw that there were still people from the 19th Evil Sect spread on the ground, and they were watched by Bai Lanyu and Zhang Jinhuai.

It is the Dharma protector of Na Fei Lian.

Hu Yizhi held the bloodstained steel knife upside down, and slowly walked towards the Fei Lian Protector.

This is the last person, how can Lu Zhou allow Hu to kill him again.

"Hu Yizhi, you are enough! People cannot be resurrected after death, so why should you create sins again?"

Hu Yizhi laughed and said: "Hahaha, what the fuck do I care, Lao Tzu doesn't kill all the people of the Nine Shadows Cult today, Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Hu, you get out of the way for me, otherwise I will kill you too!"

Where is Lu Zhou, he hasn't gotten useful news yet, how can he let Hu Yizhi kill Fei Lian Protector, and immediately said: "No, it's still useful for me to keep this person, you can't kill him!"

Hu Yizhi sneered: "My brothers have been killed by the people of the Nine Shadows Cult, you still have to protect this beast, get out, Lao Tzu will go on a killing spree!"

Lu Zhou said: "If you want me to take you to the location where the monument is opened, you must listen to me, you can't kill this person!"

Hu pointed his finger for a moment, and then became furious: "Get out!"

Neither of them wanted to let go, and they were about to make a move, when Fei Lian Protector laughed and said: "Hahaha, I didn't expect that I ended up at this point and someone fought for my rotten life, and my life is worth it." ”

Lu Hu and the others looked at Fei Lian Protector suspiciously, only to see Fei Lian Protector's lips and teeth squirming, his eyes closed, black blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and his body was crooked to death!

Lu Zhou was shocked, if this Fei Lian Dharma Protector died, then Lu Zhou's action would not have any practical significance, but would have dragged so many loose cultivators as a burden.

He just wanted to get the whereabouts of the master from the mouth of the Nine Demons Cult, but now it's good, there is no one alive, isn't this a waste of effort?

Hu Yizhi pushed Lu Zhou away, spat at Fei Lian's protector, and scolded: "Dog, would you rather die than give in? Then I will whip the corpse." ”

After saying that, he raised his machete and slashed at Fei Lian's neck.