"Don't!"

Hundreds of zhang away, Ye Wuwu had already seen the sword light hanging high in the neck of the senior sister erasing towards her neck.

Ye Wuwu's figure soared into the sky, but he knew in his heart that he still couldn't be rescued in time, and his heart twitched suddenly.

"Beauty, if you want to die, it's not that easy. ”

With a sonorous sound, Zhao Shuyan's sword was shot down by a flying sword, and at this moment, Zhao Shuyan took out a hidden weapon and raised her left hand, and white dots shot towards the old road of the paddy field.

Where would the old man of the paddy field think that the other party's bent on death turned out to be a trick, the distance was too close, and there was no time to dodge, so he raised his left hand and met the flying hidden weapon.

"Hmph!

The palm wind of Mizuta Daoren's left hand slashed most of the hidden weapons, but there were still a few small hidden weapons pierced into the palms of Mizuda Daoren's hands.

"It's a vicious hundred bee needle!"

Mizuta Daoren looked at the few small black needles inserted in his hand and gasped.

"It's poisonous, damn it!"

Mizuta Daoren was furious, and with a wave of his hand, those few small black needles quickly shot towards Zhao Shuyan.

"Haha! You have been hit by the most vicious poison needle, there is no cure!"

Zhao Shuyan had three small black needles stuck in her neck, but she was laughing wildly.

The Daoist of Paddy Field only felt that a black poison rushed straight to the blood, and he was shocked in his heart, where was there time to care about Zhao Shuyan, so he hurriedly sat cross-legged and forced the poison.

"Senior sister!"

Ye Wuwu finally arrived and landed directly beside Zhao Shuyan, looking at the small black needle around her neck, Ye Wuwu was full of grief in his heart.

"Don't worry, it's a trap, get out of here!"

Huan Wuming suddenly opened his eyes and yelled.

"Senior brother!"

"Boy, let's go!"

Almost simultaneously, the man tied to the stake shouted at the same time.

"Master, Senior Sister, no matter who harms you, I will not let them go, I swear!"

Ye Wuwu roared frantically, and his powerful momentum soared into the sky.

The master, the absolute master, is even stronger than the old Dao of the paddy field.

The old man in the yellow robe was shocked in his heart, and looked at the man in front of him with murderous intent in a daze, speechless.

"Who the hell are you?"

When Ye Wuwu helped the senior sister force out the poison needle, the old man in the yellow robe exclaimed, he secretly said in his heart that it was not good, this time he forced out a real master, and he didn't know if the poisoned old Dao of the paddy field could deal with him.

Ye Wuwu's face was as cold as a thousand-year-old iron, and he didn't answer the words of the old man in the yellow robe, but the murderous aura in his eyes made the old man in the yellow robe dare not speak.

"I'm a martial artist of the Earth Martial Realm, I didn't expect to dare to look at him, what kind of strength is he!"

The old man in the yellow robe only felt that his hair was numb, and his back was full of cold sweat.

"Michicho Mizuta, are you alright?"

The yellow-robed old man asked anxiously, at the moment of the great enemy, he had to rely on the Daoist of the paddy field first.

Shuitian Lao Dao finally opened his eyes and stood up as usual, but, no one knows, but he is extremely depressed in his heart, this toxicity is actually the most vicious ****, and the luck can only be suppressed, and it cannot be completely forced out.

Ye Wuwu went to save the person on the stake, and at this moment, suddenly countless hidden weapons struck from all directions, shooting directly at the person on the stake.

". ”

Ye Wuwu held up Zhao Shuyan with one hand, kicked his feet, and his body leaped up, and at the same time, his right hand also pulled out the long sword.

The sword light slashed towards the hidden weapons in the air, and under the powerful momentum, those hidden weapons had not yet arrived, and they had all been slashed away by Ye Wuwu.

"Who are you, dare to fight with my Mizuda Daoren. ”

The Daoist of the Paddy Field was furious, and when he saw Ye Wuwu, he immediately shouted loudly.

"Hurry up and light the fire! ”

The old man in the yellow robe was the leader of this group of demon cultivators at the moment, and he hurriedly ordered at this time.

The flames were everywhere, hundreds of demon cultivators threw torches, and the dry wood under the wooden frame immediately burned.

"Die!"

Ye Wuwu snorted coldly, and his body had already shot towards the yellow-robed old man.

"Be careful!"

Mizuda Dao Chang roared, but it was too late.

The yellow-robed old man didn't see Ye Wuwu's shadow clearly at all, so he felt that his eyes were full of cold sword qi, and then there was a sharp pain all over his body, and his consciousness disappeared completely.

"Boom!"

The body of the yellow-robed old man suddenly exploded, and the sword qi instilled by Ye Wuwu in his body directly blasted off his entire body.

One move to kill the martial artist of the Earth Martial Realm in seconds, and it was also torture and killing, the hundreds of demon cultivators around were stunned, and the old Dao of the Paddy Field was also trembling in his heart at this time.

"It's so strong, I'm afraid it's not under me!"

Seeing that his apprentice was dead, the old man of the paddy field was furious in his heart, but he was not sure of Ye Wuwu's strength, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Tens of thousands of demon cultivators surrounded him from not far away, but the hundreds of demon cultivators nearby were instantly killed by Ye Wuwu.

"Master, the disciples are not filial, so you are wronged and tortured. ”

Ye Wuwu said with red eyes.

"Kid, we're fine! You're not wrong, it's our old bones that are dragging you down!"

Huan Wuming shook his head and sighed.

Ye Wuwu stared at the familiar faces, looking at the scars of their torture by demon cultivation, the anger in his heart burned one after another, and the power of anger made Ye Wuwu feel that it was enough to destroy the world.

"By the way, where is my mother? Why didn't I see her?"

Ye Wuwu glanced around among the rescued people, but did not find Xiaoyu's figure, and he was anxious for a while.

Seeing this, Zhao Shuyan reluctantly got up and comforted: "Little junior brother, don't worry, your mother is safe now, you can rest assured!"

"That's good...... That's good......"

After learning that everything was fine with his mother, Ye Wuwu's hanging heart finally came to an end.

However, when he saw Huang Feng's tragic condition, he was saddened: "Master Huang!"

"Worry-free, is that you?"

Huang Feng said tremblingly, struggling in Huan Wuming's arms.

"Master Huang, your legs! I'm sorry for you!"

Ye Wuwu looked at the bones exposed at his knees, and only felt that God was too cruel to his master.

"Child, it's okay, don't be sad. Old man, I have lived a long time, I have lived enough, I can see you before I die, and the old man will die without regrets! You must live well, quickly, leave us alone, run for your life!"

Huang Feng knew that those demon cultivators were powerful, and suddenly wanted to push Ye Wuwu away with all his might, fearing that Ye Wuwu would also be killed by demon cultivators.

"Ahh

Ye Wuwu suddenly raised his head and let out a sad and indignant, beast-like roar at the sky, the voice was extremely poignant, and anger filled everyone's eardrums.

"Demon cultivator, I want you to pay back your blood debts!"

Ye Wuwu was like a wounded beast, roaring angrily.

"Listen to you, no matter who you are, no matter where you come from?

Ye Wuwu took a few steps forward and said solemnly.

"Don't worry, be careful of that old way, he is very strong, you must be careful. ”

Huan Wuming reminded.

"Phew, in your Zhongzhou dialect, you are just a milky little kid, and you dare to go against my Heavenly Demon Empire. For the sake of your young age, if you are willing to surrender and join my demon cultivators, the old Taoist can spare your life. ”

The old man of the paddy field kept shaking his eyebrows, and said disdainfully.

"I didn't expect a group of invaders to have a hard mouth, I really thought that I didn't have a master to bully in the Middle Continent! Very good, wait a minute, I will let you know what it is like to die." ”

Ye Wuwu drew out his long sword, pointed at the old man of the paddy field and sneered.

"You kid dare to fight with Lao Dao and me, let's die! The little ones get out of the way, Lao Dao will eradicate this eye-catching kid for you now. ”

The old man of the paddy field smiled evilly.

Ye Wuwu looked around at those who were rescued, there were only a few hundred people in total, and these people showed a sad and indignant look on their faces, not to mention other sects, it was the Wuming Sect, the sect of more than 10,000 people only survived more than ten people, these demon cultivators were too ruthless.

Facing the old Dao of the paddy field, Ye Wuwu's heart was angry, no matter who he was, he would not choose to retreat, for the sake of the dead disciples, for the sake of his relatives, Ye Wuwu had ten thousand reasons to kill the soul refiner in front of him.

"Your name is Huangmao Lao Dao, the boss of this demon cultivation gang?"

Ye Wuwu forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked in a cold tone, this is just a part of the demon cultivation, and there may be other soul refiners who are doing evil.

"Hmph, stinky boy, the head of this road is called the old road of paddy fields, not the old way of yellow hair. That's right, I'm the boss here, but I'm not the boss of the Demon Cultivation Legion, hehe, before you die, you're not qualified to see my boss. ”

The old man of the paddy field said with a smile, staring at Ye Wuwu with evil eyes, and it seemed that Ye Wuwu was not in his eyes at all.

"Sure enough, there's a backhand. ”

Ye Wuwu didn't understand why a demon cultivator suddenly invaded Central Continent for the time being, but killing the enemy in front of him was the most important thing.

"Well, the little master likes to call you the yellow-haired old way, and the lives of these ten thousand disciples of the same sect will be returned by you first. ”

"Don't worry, don't underestimate the enemy, catch the sword!"

Huang Feng's mind moved, and he took out a red flying sword from the storage ring and threw it directly at Ye Wuwu.

"This ...... This is the Red Sky Sword!"

Ye Wuwu was slightly stunned, took the flying sword with his hand, his strength increased violently, and the momentum of the fifth level of soul refining burst out, and everyone couldn't help but retreat.

"What a powerful momentum!Why is the little junior brother so perverted!"

Zhao Shuyan shook her head and pulled everyone back.

The demon cultivators retreated dozens of feet in horror, and the old Dao of the paddy field showed a look of shock on his face, and immediately burst out to resist.

"The strength of the fifth level of the Qi training period, how old is this kid, how can he be so powerful!"

Shuitian Lao Dao was shocked in his heart, the other party's strength was not under him, and he was completely blind.

"Look, the little junior brother is really powerful, he will definitely defeat that demon cultivator. ”

Zhao Shuyan clenched her fists tightly and said excitedly.

"Don't worry, you must kill this old Dao, he killed dozens of our elders, and the tens of thousands of people in our Wuming Sect were slaughtered by them. ”

Huang Feng trembled and pointed at the paddy field Taoist and said.

Huan Wuming stared at Ye Wuwu with dead eyes, extremely excited in his heart, no matter what, he didn't expect that Ye Wuwu would surpass his young self in only four years.