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"Whoosh!"

"Bang!

Zhao Ying and Heling's bodies were like two broken sacks full of chaff, flying out more than fifty meters away, plopping, plopping and falling to the ground, their chests rose and fell, and they kept spurting blood out of their mouths.

On the other hand, Di Chun stood stunned in place, his arms shoulder-to-shoulder and disappeared.

The shouts of the crowd were made to him.

Except for the sizzling sound of the wires on the roof of the shed, there was silence all around.

"Tick, tick!"

From Di Chun's jagged wounds, blood dripped down, and soon stained the white monk's robes red. One red and one white, it looks extremely eye-catching.

He was even more painful to the point that his hooked nose kept trembling, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, the gloom in his eyes was even hotter, and the already fierce harrier eyes made him look like a little ghost from hell, and like impermanence.

Behind him, the counter of Pingyaosan's company was shattered, and the beautiful girl capsule packaging boxes were scattered all over the place, as if they had been robbed.

And the remaining nine disciples of the Xuepo Sect had already retreated to a safe distance, and Liu Xinrui had already been arranged by Zhao Ying and Heling to be outside the gate when Wang Yao and Di Chun were arguing, otherwise, with the moment just now, they would have to become the fish in the pond and bury their lives.

"Oh, my mother, grandma!"

"Murder!"

"Run!"

"Run!"

"Murder!"

Although the people who eat melons are happy to watch the excitement, when they see the scene in front of them, how can they take care of the feast of their eyes, they will run away, their lives are important, the gods fight, and the little ghosts will inevitably suffer.

They don't want to be that innocent imp.

So, Mom, spread her legs, and disappeared without a trace of smoke, even the twenty or so security guards were no exception, and they ran clean and didn't take a cloud with them after thirty breaths.

"Who did it?

Di Chun glanced at the second daughter, who had turned into a puddle of mud fifty meters away, and looked around again, a pair of harrier eyes were almost out of her eyes.

He hated so much, hated that he didn't know who had done a dead hand to him, one

Without the pinnacle of a great martial artist without two arms, can you still be called a great martial artist?

This state of life is worse than death, and it makes him worse than killing him.

The taste of capsizing in the gutter is really uncomfortable!

"Thirteenth Elder, are you alright?"

The remaining nine disciples of the Snow Slope Sect who escaped from the circle took a closer look and found that no other strong people intervened, so they ran to Di Chun one after another, forming a circle back to back, protecting him in the center.

"It's not that easy to let Elder Ben die!"

Di Chun's gloomy eyes shot out two fierce rays.

"Go, cut off the heads of those two stinky women for Elder Ben!"

He tilted his head at the four white-clothed disciples in front of him.

"Yes!"

The four of them clenched their fists, jumped a few times, and came to Zhao Ying and Heling, and bent down......

"Puff puff!"

Suddenly, a pitch-black light flew from the sky, and the light flashed, and the four heads fell to the ground like cabbage.

"Poof!"

The blood in the cavity spurted out more than three meters high.

Pity the four young disciples of the Snow Slope Sect, their eyes were still wide open, and their faces were still full of ruthlessness that they were ready to kill, so they were in different places and died.

The black light did not fly away, it was suspended on the roof of the commercial building, dripping and spinning, and streams of cold air emanated from the black flying sword, making people's backs chill and their scalps numb and crispy.

And the cold air just protected Zhao Ying and Heling, and even Wang Yao, who was lying there and couldn't move, could take care of it.

"Fly...... Flying sword: A flying sword that takes a person's head thousands of miles away?"

Di Chun is still well-informed, and he can see at a glance that the black light is a flying sword, a flying sword that takes people's lives invisibly, and a big killing weapon that only has legends!

With a "plop", he knelt down on both knees, "Which senior is here, please show up and see it, junior Xuepo Zong Dichun, this is polite!"

But the surroundings were empty, except for the cold light emitted by the flying sword, which stirred the air and sizzled, there was no one......

"It's not good, the talismans on Zhao Ying and Heling's two daughters were activated at the same time, they must have encountered a strong enemy?"

As soon as Mu Pingfu came out of the Golden God Sect's underground palace, his eyelids jumped, and an alarm immediately hit his heart.

This is who does not open his eyes, and dares to be two to himself

Such a poisonous hand under a confidant?

I have to explain here that the reason why Zhao Ying and Heling are not afraid of Di Chun is that the main reliance is the talisman that Mu Ping gave to the two.

But he didn't expect that Di Chun turned out to be a peak powerhouse of a great martial artist, and there was a secret method to form a shield, and his true qi was also very evil, otherwise, he who was only equivalent to a strong person in Xuandan, no matter what, he couldn't help the full blow left by Mu Ping when he was on the thirteenth floor of the real tree. Wouldn't have been so badly injured.

I have to say, this is the fate that the old man said, it has long been doomed.

“！”

Mu Ping waved his right hand continuously, and one after another array flags flew out, quickly integrating into the trapping and killing array he arranged according to different directions, so that in addition to the trapping and killing array, a seventh-level concealment formation was also formed here.

If that Netherworld God Monarch didn't open up other passages and wanted to get out of here, I'm afraid it would take a lot of work, and it wouldn't take ten days and half a month to succeed.

Not to mention the other demons, if they want to come out, it is simply impossible.

After doing all this, his mental power moved, and the natal flying sword and snow flew out without a trace, and flew quickly in the direction of the imperial capital.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Mu Ping waved his hand at Da Mao and Xiao Wu.

"Master, come up to me!"

Xiao Wudi conjured up the main body, a heroic blackbird that had grown to a height of three meters, with its wings spread, seven or eight meters in size, covering the sky and the sun.

"Okay!"

Mu Ping was overjoyed, "It's good to have a servant, not only with a free thug, but also with a free mount!"

He jumped and did it on the back of the little black, the big hair rode up, a black light flashed, the little black was like the wind, and the black lightning pierced the desert void, and soon became a black spot, and it didn't take three breaths to completely disappear.

That's at least ten times faster than an airplane.

"Senior, junior Xue Po Sect Thirteen Elder Di Chun is polite!"

Di Chun turned his head around, and his voice raised an octave.

It was still hollow, there was no sound, and the silence was terrifying.