"Old man Nangong, you are dreaming. ”

The old ghost of the Netherworld, who was full of dangers, instantly shouted angrily: "Even if you win, you will not win, and I will drag you to be buried with me when I die." ”

"Since you are looking for death, then I will personally give you a ride. Nangong Aoshi's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he suddenly jumped forward, threw two punches in succession, and attacked towards the old ghost, and shouted loudly at the same time: "He will hand it over to me, and you will deal with other demon masters." ”

Hearing this, the faces of Xiao Yunfei and the seven heads of the clan changed slightly.

Nangong Aoshi's meaning, why don't they understand?

After the fierce battle just now, the strength of the Netherworld Old Ghost has been very significantly reduced, and it is clear that the time for the previous outbreak has come.

In such a situation, no matter which of them makes a move, I am afraid that they will easily win.

Nangong Aoshi made such a move, obviously seizing the final fruits of victory.

However, now that the demon extermination operation has reached the final critical moment, although the hearts of the seven masters are dissatisfied, they have not refused, after all, no matter what, Nangong Aoshi is the only veteran in the martial arts world who has reached the triple level of strength, and rashly offending will only bring trouble to himself.

In the end, after hesitating for a moment, he took the initiative to retreat and attack the other masters of the Demon Dao.

If you can't get the credit for killing the old ghost of the Netherworld, you must always grab some of the other credit to establish the strong prestige of your own sect.

And Xiao Yunfei also thought for a while, made the same decision as the seven masters, beckoned to Xiao Jin and the other four brothers, and jumped into the melee.

In a moment, the only person who fought fiercely with the old ghost of the Netherworld was Nangong Aoshi.

"Old man Nangong, you are really shameless enough, is this your decent inheritance?" The old ghost of the Netherworld said with a sneer while resisting the attack of Nangong Aoshi.

"Don't talk nonsense, in today's war, the grievances of the year will be resolved together. Nangong Aoshi laughed angrily, punch after punch, and kept attacking the old ghost.

"Are you embarrassed to say? Ah Lian didn't like you at all back then, it was completely your own passion, what qualifications do you have to mention this matter again?"

"Hmph, whatever you say, Ah Lian's death is inseparable from you, and today I will avenge Ah Lian and let her be blind under the Nine Springs. ”

With the conversation between the two, in a short period of time, dozens of rounds have been exchanged.

Nangong Aoshi completely occupied an absolute advantage, and he couldn't launch the slightest counterattack against the old ghost.

The main reason is naturally because of the sequelae caused by the outbreak of the Heavenly Demon Gong before, if it weren't for this, it would still be very difficult for Nangong Aoshi to achieve an overwhelming advantage.

But the old ghost still did not have the slightest fear, his face was calm without the slightest fluctuation, and it was obvious that he had put his life and death aside.

You go back and forth, and dozens of rounds have passed.

The old ghost's physical strength has been exhausted, and there are not weak injuries everywhere on his body, and a trace of blood flows out of the wound, staining the clothes on his body red, looking so hideous and terrifying.

Nangong Aoshi did not show the slightest mercy, and the attacks continued to unfold.

In the end, he still grasped the flaw exposed by the old ghost, and hit the old ghost in the chest with a heavy punch.

Poof!

The huge force invaded, and the throat of the ghost ghost was hot, and he couldn't control it anymore, and sprayed several mouthfuls of blood in a row, falling like a rain of blood.

The body was even more uncontrollable and flew out directly.

It was seven or eight meters away before he fell to the ground fiercely.

Ahem......

The intense pain spread all over his body, and the old ghost of the Netherworld stood up with difficulty, looking at the figure of Nangong Aoshi walking towards him step by step, and the corners of his mouth suddenly outlined a sneer: "Old man Nangong, the person who finally went to accompany Ah Lian was still me, so in this life, you don't even want to be with Ah Lian." ”

"Humph!"

Nangong Aoshi's face was gloomy, and he instantly snorted coldly and said, "Since you are willing, I will send you on your way." ”

As he spoke, he had already come to the side of the old ghost.

A lightning-fast kick was kicked out, and it slammed into the chest of the old ghost.

"Come with me on the road. ”

Suddenly, the old ghost shouted angrily, and the momentum on his body suddenly exploded, even more cold and powerful than before.

Dangerous!

Nangong Aoshi's heart instantly gave birth to a trace of uneasiness, retracted the attack, and quickly retreated towards the rear.

Boom!

Just as Nangong Aoshi withdrew three or four meters away, a violent explosion sounded, and a huge force fluctuation suddenly spread towards the surroundings.

Poof!

Nangong Aoshi was the closest, and the shock was naturally the greatest, and his body instantly fell forward, and several mouthfuls of blood sprayed out of his mouth continuously.

Bang!

Nangong Aoshi's body fell to the ground fiercely.

In a moment, he turned over and got up, with a complicated gaze, looking at the dusty place, where the old ghost was just now.

It turned out that at the last moment, the old ghost of the Netherworld knew that it was impossible to escape death, and with the intention of going on the road with Nangong Aoshi, he resolutely chose to blow himself up.

The destructive power that a master of the triple power of chemical power can cause by self-detonation is completely unimaginable.

Rao is Nangong Aoshi reacted quickly, and they were all severely hit.

Even other martial artists who were not far away were more or less affected.

As an opponent for many years, the old ghost of the Netherworld finally ended up like this, in the eyes of Nangong Aoshi, he was both excited and sad.

"Grandpa, are you okay?" At this time, Nangong Yi had already come to Nangong Aoshi's side, and with a worried look on his face, he looked at Nangong Aoshi and asked.

With such a big movement just now, you don't have to guess and know what happened.

Nangong Aoshi is the last hole card of the Nangong family, and it is also the most powerful hole card, as long as there is Nangong Aoshi, the status of the Nangong family in the martial arts world will not be affected in the slightest.

Naturally, Nangong Yi didn't want to see any accidents in Nangong Aoshi.

"It's fine. ”

Nangong Aoshi slowly retracted his gaze, waved his hand lightly, and said, "Since the threat of the Netherworld Old Ghost has been resolved, the remaining people of the Demon Dao cannot pose a threat to you at all, and the rest of the matter will be handed over to you." ”

When the words fell, Nangong Aoshi didn't give Nangong Yi a chance to react at all, glared at the place that was still covered by dust with a complicated gaze, and then jumped up and quickly swept towards the outside of the small valley.

In just a moment, it was already gone into the night.

Nangong Yi paused for a moment, then put his mind at ease, with a cold gaze, and then continued to fight.

With the sacrifice of the old ghost of the Netherworld, the Demon Dao has been leaderless, and as for the three major sect masters of the Demon Dao, they have already been seriously injured, and whether they can recover in their lifetime is a very serious problem.

And in fact, that's exactly what happened.

After Nangong Aoshi left, in less than an hour, the situation of the Demon Dao had completely collapsed, a large number of masters sacrificed, and in the end, there were less than a hundred martial artists, who were still resisting stubbornly.

According to this situation, I am afraid that it will not last long at all.

However, even in such an unfavorable situation, none of the martial artists in the Demon Dao chose to escape, and all of them were making their final efforts to fight to the death.

In fact, they know very well in their hearts that even if they can escape, what can they do?

It is absolutely impossible for decent people to let them go.

After the end of this battle between the righteous and the demons, it is inevitable that the final cleaning of the demon path will be carried out again, and when the time comes, it will hide in Tibet and face the threat of death at any time.

It's better to fight to the death with decency, even if it is death, in the end, you have to drag a decent person to bury yourself.

After all, for so many years, the Demon Dao has been lurking, and it has long been enough to hide in Tibet.

Not to mention, with all the sacrifices of the main force of the Demon Dao, the days ahead will be even more difficult, and whether or not they can escape the comprehensive cleaning of decency is a huge problem.

So, in the final battle, the situation was even more tragic.

Although the people of the Demon Dao are constantly sacrificing, the casualties paid by the decency are also extremely serious, reaching a point where the seven masters are distressed.

However, the battle has reached this point, and they naturally cannot retreat easily.

Could it be that you really give up and give this remnant of the Demon Dao a chance to survive?

Obviously, it's simply not possible.

You must know that from the very beginning, it was already planned to completely eliminate the threat of the Demon Dao and ensure that there would be no hidden dangers in the future martial arts world.

More than an hour passed, and in the entire valley, there was basically no one alive from the Demon Dao.

The strong smell of blood spread in all directions with the cold wind.

The atmosphere has also become extremely depressing.

Soon, the seven leaders gathered their own men, said hello to Zhou Yuhu, and took the lead in evacuating the small valley.

As for the aftermath, it was naturally handed over to the National Art Association.

Xiao Yunfei was also talking to Zhou Yuhu for a few words, confirming that he would gather in a small town outside the forest in southern Tibet, and then took the injured Xiao Tu and left quickly with the people of the Jianghai Martial Arts Alliance.

This time, the losses of the Jianghai Martial Arts Alliance were not light, and among the more than 20 martial artists who came, except for the masters of the Huajin Grandmaster and the five elders, the other masters of the national arts were all sacrificed.

Already, more than a dozen people have been killed or wounded.

This kind of damage is still very heavy for the Jianghai Martial Arts Alliance.

So much so that when he was evacuated, Xiao Yunfei's face was not very good-looking.

Fortunately, the final result is finally completed.

The main force of the Demon Dao was all sacrificed, even if there was still a residual force outside, it would definitely not pose too much threat to the martial arts world.

Not to mention, it won't be long before the martial arts world will inevitably get together to make a final cleanup of the remaining strength of the Demon Dao.

Not long after Xiao Yunfei and his party left, a raging fire broke out in the small valley behind, and the flames spread half of the sky, illuminating the entire night sky.

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