"How dare that bastard come to his death?"

After being stunned for a long time, the Great Elder Abdu jumped up and shouted, "By the way, what about Agoura, these rice buckets actually put people in like this?"

"Great Elder, those deployments you made before don't seem to be working. It seems that the person surnamed Zhang is a smart man, and he didn't attack our altar, but went straight to Huanglong. The young witch master smiled and said with a smile.

"It's... Even if he didn't attack the Altar, as long as he passed by, the Altar should have news in time, but now that the communication is so developed, why is there no movement over there..."Abdu frowned, bowed and said:

"Young witch master, don't be impatient, the old minister will go out to meet that person!"

As he spoke, Abdu stomped his foot violently and snatched himself out of the bluestone hall, one step of more than ten meters, like a black dot, rushing from afar.

"Ahh

However, before he could arrive, he was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that on the side of the bluestone bridge, a black-clothed figure stood in the wind, with golden rainbows shining beside him, surrounding one after another, pulling out tail marks, and the sharp sound of breaking wind continued to be emitted in the air.

Abdu wasn't the first to hear the news, there had been a lot of ghost and witch sorcerers before him, but now they were all lying on the ground, their bodies cold.

There were also the last few warlocks, who were frozen in place, looking at the broken corpses everywhere, they were already frightened and trembling uncontrollably.

"What about Elder Agoura, why didn't you see him?" said Abdul's face sank like water.

A strong enemy attacked, such a terrible thing happened, as the third elder, Agoura didn't show up for a long time, what did he do?

"Is he the person you are talking about?" Zhang Yang said lightly.

With a flick of his sleeve, he saw a human head on the ground fly up and roll down to Abdu's feet, with an old face and a trembling expression, it was none other than the third elder Agoura.

"Ahh

"Counting this one, I've already beheaded nine Dharma Cultivation Elders, and if you are added, it's just two digits. ”

Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed, and the golden rainbow light beside him was magnificent, making a sharp abnormal sound, as if it was a warning from the Desert Death Rattlesnake to the enemy.

Hearing this, Abdu's heart was cold, and he had completely imagined that the outer altar might have been captured.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, my Ghost Witch Sect has never made enemies with the outside world, why do you want to slaughter my sect members like this and destroy my branch altar?" Abdu said with a trembling hand, "In Shanghai before, you killed our Great Elder Tumagu, but we didn't pursue it..."

Before, in the bluestone hall, Elder Abdu also swore that it would depend on how Zhang Yang died, but now he could only bow his head and clench his fists and began to try to reason.

This is also forced to do nothing.

I thought that the branch altar outside had five Fa cultivation elders and more than 30 initiators, and its combat strength was almost equal to that of the main altar, and coupled with the role of the mountain protection array, it was not more than enough to solve an attacker?

'How can this Mr. Zhang be so strong... Almost one person destroyed one of our sects, such ability, I'm afraid he is already a martial arts master!"

Thinking of this, Abdu shivered coldly, and looked at Zhang Yang with awe in his eyes.

"Huh. ”

When Zhang Yang heard this, he sneered and said, "Why am I here, you should know the reason best, right?"

"It's... Is it for the girl?..." Abdu said with his legs limp.

Although he had tried his best to restrain his emotions, this fear of facing the Martial Arts Grandmaster could not be counteracted, as if an antelope had met a lion on the grassland, how could he not panic? How could he not be afraid?

Without waiting for Zhang Yang to express his position, Abdu continued: "Your Excellency, please put out the wrath of the thunder for the time being, that girl is now in my Ghost Witch Sect... Everything is fine, and I have not been wronged in the slightest..."

"Is that so?" Zhang Yang's expression softened slightly, and he said lightly:

"Bring someone here, and if what you say is true, I'll consider leaving you some incense for the Demon Witch Cult. ”

Abdu is a little bit of a wax now.

Jiang Mengxue is a Heavenly Destiny Yin Girl who is hard to find in the world, and she is also the newlywed wife of the Young Witch Lord, which is related to the lifeblood of the entire Ghost Witch Sect, how can he, a great elder, call the shots?

“... I can't make the decision on this matter, so let me report to His Royal Highness the Young Witch Lord. Abdu arched.

"Oh, you can't call the shots?" both of them narrowed slightly, radiating a terrifying chill.

"I just said that let your head come to see me, since you can't speak, what's the use of coming?"

As soon as the words fell, Jin Hong slashed into the air.

As he gritted his teeth, the bone chain on his chest burst open, enveloping him in a black curtain of light.

"Just with this, can you stop me?" Zhang Yang smiled coldly.

With a 'bang', Jin Hong forcibly cut the light curtain and pointed directly at Abdu's neck. Abdu laughed miserably, closed his eyes and waited for death, even if he had the ability to reach the sky, he couldn't stop this golden rainbow at this time.

"Stop!"

A clear drink floated from afar, although it came from the bluestone hall nearly a kilometer away, but it seemed to be speaking in the ear.

"Finally someone can talk. ”

Zhang Yang sighed lightly.

"Mr. Zhang, you are the first in China, why bother with juniors?"

A clear figure floated in, approaching a distance of a kilometer, and it took less than ten seconds to step in. I saw that he was wearing a cyan robe, about thirty to forty years old, handsome, gentle and elegant, he couldn't tell that he was from Miaojiang, but like a beautiful son in ancient times.

"Young Witch Master!" Abdu cried out in mourning.

The casualties of the Demon Witch Sect this time were too heavy, and the main altar alone had fallen an elder and twenty initiators, and the battle damage of the branch altar could not be estimated, it would definitely be worse than expected. In front of such a terrifying powerhouse, the old sect master could not retreat, and now only the young witch master has the strength to fight.

"Who are you, can you speak?" Zhang Yang said indifferently.

"I am not a talent, I am the young witch master of the Ghost Witch Sect, my father can't go into retreat, and I am the head of the house. The young witch master smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Zhang came from afar, I don't know what to see?"

"I don't have any advice, I just want to kill some people. ”

Since the other party pretended to be confused, Zhang Yang didn't break it, and with a slight raise of his hand, Jin Hong once again snatched the air and left, pointing directly at the great elder Abdu beside the young witch master.

'W-'

Looking at this dazzling golden rainbow, Abdu's face turned pale and he was at a loss.

At this time, the young witch master raised his hand to block, and the green mangs in his hand were sheng, and he collided head-on with Jin Hong, making a sound of sword collision, and Jin Hong was bounced back.

The green mang was also scattered by Jin Hong, and finally showed its original form, which turned out to be a short knife about half a foot long, with a sharp blade and a dense spell engraved with it.

"Hehe, what do you have to say? Why do you want to attack the juniors again. ”

The young witch master smiled, inserted the short knife into the scabbard on his waist, and suddenly pulled out another short knife, this short knife had a straight back, a wide blade, and a length of about a foot or so, twice as long as the previous one.

"If you give me a cup, I should pay you back. ”

The young witch lord snorted coldly, his eyes suddenly became cold, and he directly took the knife and slashed it in the air.

'Shhhh

In the void, there was a howling wind.

The huge sword qi rolled out from the short blade, whistling through the ten-zhang void, cutting through the cold wind, and slashing away with an incomparably clever scream, but the target was Xiao Ying beside Zhang Yang.

Before this knife arrived, the sweeping knife qi arrived in advance, and there was a sharp grinding sound in the air, like the sound of a blade cutting through an iron plate. There is also a powerful sword intent shrouded in, with a yin and evil aura, if it is an ordinary person standing here, the sword qi has not yet arrived, I am afraid that the soul will be crushed by the sword intent.

When it comes to the realm of the young witch master, martial arts and spells are almost indistinguishable from each other, even if it is a martial arts skill, it can also urge the vitality of heaven and earth, instill its own strong will into the martial arts, and achieve an ability close to that of a spell.

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