At the gate of the stone chamber, a young man was standing in the middle of the gate. He held a short knife in his hand, the tip of which hung down to the ground, and there were still a few drops of blood on the ground. It was the young man who made that sound.

Thundered!

Before Pikaqiu and the others could speak, the east door of the stone chamber was also opened. To be exact, the door was forced open from the outside. This power was beyond the comprehension of the Holy Blood Cultists, and they looked at a man who was also young, and an inexplicable fear arose in their hearts.

"Good, good, good!" Pikatyu slapped his face, dissipating the timidity in the hearts of his men. "I, Pi Kaqiu, have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have personally killed countless young geniuses. It's just that I didn't expect that there would still be fish that slipped through the net in this Jiangcheng now. ”

Swish!

Pikaqiu was still applauding, and he saw another person below. The man stood inside the stone gate on the west side, in front of the young man who was the first to appear. He looked a little stronger, with his hands behind his back, holding nothing, just standing there in silence.

From the moment he appeared, the focus of the audience was on him. He just stood there quietly, but Pikaqiu stopped clapping his hands.

Pi Kaqiu looked at this man, and he seemed to see an incomparably powerful sword! This sharp sword has a restrained light, but it still makes people unable to look directly at it for a long time. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the young man again.

At this time, Pikaqiu had another feeling. It was as if he saw a statue of a god standing here, with a kind face and a smile on his face. This smile makes people feel like a spring breeze, even if he is a murderer, he also has the urge to put down the butcher's knife.

So, Pikatyu rubbed his eyes again. Then he looked at the young man again.

This time, it was as if he had entered an endless ocean, and the ocean was choppy, wave after wave. Pikaty floated on the surface of the sea like a scattered leaf, and he couldn't help but shake back and forth.

Green sensed the abnormality of the altar master, and he quickly walked to the altar master's side. He put his hand on Pikatyu's elbow and tugged hard. At this time, Pikaqiu finally came to his senses. He shook his head vigorously, and made himself much more sober.

"What the hell does this person do, and how can it give people this feeling?" said Pikatyu, who no longer looked the other man in the eye. He began to wonder if he had ever been in a similar situation as he had been in the past.

It's a memory search for an unknown enemy, an instinctive combat emergency response. It is clear that Pikatyu is a man with extremely rich combat experience. He stood there quietly, and the three young men below had no intention of making a move.

Pikaqiu's brows furrowed, as if his memories had reached the most critical place. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and there was an indescribable look in them. Green glanced at it, and though he didn't know how to describe it, he could feel the shiver that came from his soul.

Green put his hand in his pocket and quietly held a porcelain vase in his hand. His hand used his thumb to remove the cork from the porcelain bottle in his pocket, and then poured all the pills from the bottle into the palm of his hand.

It's all done in his pocket, and no one can see it. However, Green was very nervous, and there were many beads of sweat on his forehead. He knew that even the altar owner was so jealous of the character, and he had to work hard to have any hope of life.

Pikaqiu exhaled a long breath, there were several dark lines in his hands, and at the other end of the dark line were the six soldiers below! This was the trump card in his hand, and he had to use it now.

He looked at the young man below, the dark line in his hand slowly tightened, and the six soldiers below also began to shake slightly. It was all done quietly, and the next moment was the beginning of the killing.

Pikatyu held out his other hand and motioned for all the followers to disperse. Then he leaped down and stood in front of the soldiers.

No one saw what the young man did, and no one heard what he said. It was only when the smile on his face began to stretch that the other two who had arrived earlier immediately attacked.

It's too fast, it's so fast!

In this large stone room, all the people standing at the moment were powerful Holy Blood Sect members. The weakest of them was also the rank of the Hundred Leader, a level that had been well known to the people of the village in the previous battle of Jiangcheng.

However, even so, the rout of these people could not be avoided!

Those two young men came and went like the wind! Every time a short and rapid gust of wind blew, there would be a terrible cry from the Holy Blood Sect members! The Holy Blood Sect members, who had originally had an absolute advantage, experienced the fear of death for the first time!

On the other side of Pikatyu stood a man dressed in white. The man was thin and coughed a few times from time to time. His face was a little yellow, and he didn't look very healthy. At this point, his gaze rested on one of the young men who was slashing at his men.

The man in white is also the deputy master of the altar. After Du Ming, the first deputy altar master of the branch altar, was besieged by the five tigers of the single family and killed by the raid of the Gusang. The man in white, who was already thin, suddenly fell ill. No one knows exactly what he went through, but from then on everyone would be far away when they saw him.

This person is the most feared deputy altar master of the branch altar - Luan Yong!

No one knows Luan Yong's origin, people only know that it is a figure that can only be seen on the battlefield.

"Ahem, ahem!"

A coughing sound sounded in the huge space of the stone room, and this sound seemed to break the atmosphere brought by the killing, so that Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu, who were rushing to kill, also listened to it. The two of them made more than a dozen moves in a row, and after taking the lives of several people, they returned to Chu's side.

Chu naturally heard the cough as well, but he still kept smiling, and his gaze was still on Pi Kaqiu's body.

"Bang, Bang, Bang!" Luan Yong's sword gently tapped on the railing, bringing a different rhythm. He walked down the stairs step by step, and everyone's eyes followed his figure.

"Hey, that weak chicken! you've had too much of a show, right?"

As soon as Jiang Shibai had eliminated the remnants of the remains, the people behind him rushed in quickly. He knew that Jiang Wu and Jiang Wen were fighting with the enemy inside. However, when he really rushed in, he saw the deputy altar master Luan who was knocking on the railing and walking down.

"Boom!"

Luan Yong's rhythm was interrupted by Jiang Shibai's sudden words, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground. When Jiang Wen and Jiang Wu saw this picture, they had the urge to cover their faces and smile.

"Ahem!ahem!" Luan Yong coughed a few more times, and then continued to tap on the railing and walked down!

"What a inkblot! Oh, I'm so grumpy, wait for Lao Tzu, I'll kill him!" Jiang Shibai picked up the short knife and rushed over.

Jiang Wu instinctively wanted to stop the goods, but he glanced at Chu and found that Gongzi had no intention of blocking it. So, he didn't care.

Jiang Eighteen is one of the eighteen sect leaders who have made the most progress at present, and this guy basically has nothing wrong with this guy except for his broken mouth. He was very fast, and when he came to Luan Yong, he slashed with his knife!

The Qingying Sword in Luan Yong's hand was already aimed at Jiang Shibai at the moment when he just raised the short knife. Luan Yong grabbed the scabbard with the two fingers of his right hand and slashed hard, but the scabbard did not have the slightest tilt, and stabbed straight at Jiang Shiba.

At this time, Jiang Shibai had already stepped into the highest point, and the short knife in his hand also slashed downward!

Luan Yong seemed to have calculated the time, and when his scabbard was less than half a meter away from the ground, he waited for Jiang Shiviii, who was falling!

Bang!

Jiang Eighteen slashed the scabbard. The speed of the scabbard was too fast, and Jiang Ji's strength was strong enough. The two made a shocking impact in the air, and the scabbard suddenly broke and flew to both sides. And the short knife in Jiang Eighteen's hand changed direction, and it also took him to change direction.

Before Jiang Shibai could think about it, he felt a chilling killing intent! His gaze never left Luan Yong, and it was precisely because of this high degree of vigilance that he won his vitality again!

He really didn't expect that Luan Yong's speed would be even faster than he imagined. Jiang Eighteen, who was already in mid-air, had to use his left elbow as an offensive weapon after completing the difficult turn!

The tip of Luan Yong's sword was against Jiang Shibai's short blade, and the two of them freed up their other hands and started a close fight!