"Hahaha!"

"Ants are ants, and they will always have to crawl!"

"Tsk, that's pitiful, wouldn't it be nice if it wasn't so good at first?"

"Garbage, the small holy land of Guanghan is a garbage collection station. ”

......

In the Great River Sword Sect, hundreds of people laughed wildly, pretentious, and smug.

The young man and the girl took a deep breath, and finally regained some face.

They were also murderous, looking gloomily at the people on the ground.

Burst!

The young man flicked his sword in his hand and cut off the head of one of his disciples.

"You deserve to die!" Yao Ji roared, full of grief, and shed two lines of tears.

"Hahaha, shout, scream, cry, if you don't have strength, you have to live on your knees!" the young man laughed and cut off another person's head.

"The god operator said, we must be careful when we come to the small holy land of Guanghan, there will be a disaster of death. ”

"Who is the murder here? Hahaha, there are times when the god operator miscalculates. ”

"Give me death!"

The young man commanded the long sword and slashed at Tang Zhong, straight to the center of his eyebrows.

Rumble!

A cold light flew out from inside the mountain gate and rescued Tang Zhong.

It was a big knife, black and unpretentious.

The broadsword shook, the sword wind howled, and the hunt swept by, tearing the air.

Hum!

The black-robed old man drank coldly and drew out his magic weapon, trying to block the ubiquitous attack.

He blocked it.

However, the broadsword flew towards the crowd of the Great River Sword Sect and slashed fiercely.

Laugh at!

More than a dozen people fell to the ground, split into two, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

The black-robed old man's face tightened, and he picked up the big knife to protect it in front of his people.

The people of the Great River Sect no longer dared to speak, and their mouths were dry, for fear that they would die under the blade.

"The Great River Sword Sect, I respect it very much, but you bully people and kill my Guanghan disciple, you can't be forgiven!"

The Bright Moon Fairy came out, summoned back the big knife, and glared at the group.

The black-robed old man and the Bright Moon Fairy looked at each other, sparks flying.

The two of them didn't have any extra words, they just started and swords collided.

There is not much difference in the cultivation of the two, the old man in the black robe is the Triple Heaven of Yunyou, and the Bright Moon Fairy is the Triple Heaven.

However, this is not a great advantage, the Bright Moon Fairy is not intimidated at all, and the big knife is swung with a bang, like a humanoid beast.

The black-robed old man was a little stunned, and he was suppressed as soon as the war started, and he was embarrassed.

However, in the end, it was the old man in the black robe who won.

He swallowed three canes of pills in a row, plus a magic circle, and severely injured the Bright Moon Fairy, and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

Of course, the black-robed old man also paid the price, covered in swords and covered in blood.

"It's really an eye-opener for me, I was careless!" the black-robed old man shook his head.

It seemed that it didn't matter, but in fact, his eyes were full of fierce killing light, and he was almost completely defeated in the hands of the Bright Moon Fairy.

He walked among the people in the small holy land of Guanghan, without looking at the people under his feet, and walked with blood.

"I heard that Li Xiandao was once a disciple of your Guanghan Little Holy Land, but unfortunately he has betrayed him, he has been very famous in Beizhou in the past three years!"

"He has become one of the disciples of the Evil Wind Dao Sect, he is very majestic!" the black-robed old man said lightly.

Evil Wind Dao Sect, one of the second-tier sects in the Kyushu Continent, is at the same level as the Great River Sword Sect.

Fairy Mingyue and the others never expected that after Li Xiandao left, he joined the Evil Wind Dao Sect, it was an evil sect.

"However, I heard again that in your small holy land of Guanghan, another genius has appeared, who is even more powerful than you, the Holy Lord. ”

"His legend can be described as thunderous. ”

"He once subdued the King of Baijiao in Xiqi Mountain, once resisted 30,000 foreign enemies by himself, and once entered the ruthless forbidden land alone and took out the ruthless holy pearl ......"

"It's really famous, even our head coach is interested in him. ”

Hearing this, in the Great River Sword Sect, everyone was also nervous, and the air would not come to the wind, this person was afraid that he really had some strength.

"We just want to borrow him, I don't know, where is he now?"

The black-robed old man's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes swept at everyone, and the corners of his mouth contained indifference.

"I don't know!"

Someone shouted, they all understood that the old man in the black robe would not let Chu Qingtian go.

"I don't know, or don't you want to say?"

The young man yelled, moved his sword, and beheaded another disciple.

Yao Ji and the others were furious, roared out, shed blood and tears, and watched their comrades being killed, they had no way at all.

"Call, call, hahaha!" the young man laughed loudly, and loved the angry faces of the crowd.

The sword moves, the head falls, and the blood flows like a river!

The young man slaughtered to his heart's content, venting the anger in his heart.

The people in the small holy land of Guanghan roared like thunder, but they could not stop the slaughter of the youth.

"Great Elder, are you just standing by like that?" Yao Ji looked at the Great Elder.

The Great Elder trembled and knelt on the ground, his old face was pale, and he said tremblingly: "The old man can't stand up!"

It's not that he can't stand up, it's that he doesn't dare to stand up.

He understands that resistance will be killed!

"Then I'll go in and take a look, if he's not there, I'll slaughter your little holy land in Guanghan. ”

The black-robed old man walked towards the mountain gate, like a hungry wolf about to enter a rabbit's nest.

"Don't let him in!" Yao Ji struggled to get up and kill the black-robed old man.

However, the black robe slapped her backhand and easily flew her out.

Blood splattered, and Yao Ji couldn't stand up again.

The disciples also exerted their strength to feed, and pounced on them one after another, screaming and screaming.

However, it is useless, the old man in the black robe kills them like a chicken, one in one hand, it is easy.

The blood flowed like a river, it was not an exaggeration at all, the old man in the black robe had already made a dead hand, and he no longer had any worries.

In front of the mountain gate, there was blood red, and the corpses were piled up!

"Stop!"

When the black-robed old man was about to enter the mountain gate, a hand grabbed his ankle ring.

It's Lee undefeated!

He lay on the ground, covered in blood, holding the feet of the black-robed old man, but he was only in vain.

"Qi Refining Triple Heaven?"

"You little holy land of Guanghan is really proud!"

The black-robed old man shook his head disdainfully, envious of the unity of the Guanghan Little Holy Land.

"Senior brother has crossed the thunder tribulation, he is not in the holy land!"

Some disciples shouted, they don't want to see their fellow brothers die tragically!

"Crossing the Thunder Tribulation?" the black-robed old man smiled coldly, and with a movement of his feet, he kicked Li Undefeated and flew out.

"I thought he was ......"

Before the black-robed old man finished speaking, he suddenly froze.

The young men and the people from the Great River Sword Sect who were killing on the side were all stunned for a moment, and their faces instantly tensed and looked at each other.

Crossing the Thunderstorm?

It can't be that person, right?

Probably not, right?

Definitely not!

Thinking of Chu Qingtian, they all had a chill behind their backs, and their hearts were palpitating, if it weren't for the appearance of the Thunder Tribulation, they would have been wiped out long ago.

They know very well that with their combat power, there is no problem in crisscrossing Qingzhou.

Only you can't mess with Chu Qingtian, it's really too ruthless!

What kind of existence does it have to be for those who have crossed the thunderstorm?

If the senior brother of the Guanghan Little Holy Land is really the one who makes his heart tremble.

Then he's finished!

The hearts of the people of the Great River Sword Sect suddenly rose to their throats, and their breathing became a little heavier.

Especially the young man, the sword in his hand was almost unable to hold it, and the tiger's body was shocked.

The indifference on the face of the black-robed old man disappeared.

"It's not him, what are you thinking!" the young man shook his head, suppressing the fear in his heart.

Bang!

Next second!

Li Undefeated, who flew out, was picked up.

Immediately, a killing intent swept through the audience like a stormy wave, shrouded in it, and descended on everyone.

It was cold and piercing, and they couldn't move their whole bodies, and everyone was carrying a mountain on their backs, so that they couldn't stand up straight.

In the field, it seems to have been reduced to a land of ice and snow, murderous as the wind, and the breath of death comes up from under the Nine Shadows.

Boom!

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

Heaven and earth resonated, trembling and flipping, and the clouds in the sky were shattered and erased!

Puff puff!

The people of the Great River Sword Sect vomited blood one after another, retreating step by step, and their bodies trembled.

Heartbeat!

It's this heartbeat again!

It's over!

Feeling desperate, they stiffened their heads and looked into the distance.

The next moment, their pupils trembled and contracted, ready to burst.

It's that person!

White hair flying, white robe hunting!

Every step fell, the sound of a mighty heartbeat resounded, nothingness trembled, and everything withered.

Bang bang bang!

Among the Great River Sword Sect, there were people who could not withstand such terrible oppression, and their hearts were broken, and they fell to the ground and died.

The black-robed old man could no longer maintain his composure, even his internal organs were shrinking, regurgitating blood, and blood was overflowing from the seven holes.

A supreme pressure made his feet weak, and he wanted to kneel down and scream.

Finished!

It's completely over.

There are no miracles to speak of, they are going to die!