Elder Zhongkui, who was the Great Elder of the Xuanmen, found that the eyes of these two people were cold and fierce, and his heart suddenly burst, and he immediately led the Martial Venerable powerhouses to retreat while being on guard.

When they were together against the PD Alliance, they could be allies, but now that the alliance is obviously disintegrating, don't forget the battle between the East and the West, the Ancient Martial Realm is an undying enemy in the eyes of the Holy Court and the Dark Council.

"Just leaving, maybe you don't take me Michael too seriously, right?"

When the indifferent voice spoke, a pair of white wings poked out from behind Michael, and the moment he spread his wings, he went straight to the side of the martial powerhouse.

Twenty Martial Venerables are considered a great force, but if they are placed here, they are nothing at all.

"Michael, these people are my tooth sacrifice, you just get out of the way. Olaqi laughed fiercely, like thunder, and pounced directly on the martial venerables.

"Let's go!"

Elder Zhongkui was shocked, this worrying scene finally came true, and today I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape.

The internal strength of the whole body was frantically urging, and while Elder Zhongkui was planning to work hard, he also secretly regretted it.

Before leaving, Huang Zu had told Zhong Kui to be more careful.

At that time, Zhongkui didn't take it to heart, feeling that the strong men of so many countries gathered, and the Holy Court and the Dark Council were also mortal enemies of each other, so it was impossible to target them.

Now, Zhongkui regrets it.

"You guys go quickly, I'll hold them back!" Zhongkui felt remorse in his heart, and he had the will to die.

Without hesitation, Zhong Kui's body swelled up, and the violent internal strength breath was brewing in madness.

In his heyday, Zhongkui directly planned to use self-explosion to resist the attacks of Michele and Olaqi, delay time for the others, and fight for survival.

Michaele and Olachi's faces changed slightly, and they all stopped.

In a heyday, a martial arts powerhouse who has not consumed internal strength, if it explodes, even they have to scruple about that power.

After all, the Holy Court and the Dark Council are also mortal enemies, and if one of them is injured, the other will definitely not let go of this opportunity in vain! Michaele and Orachi are both on guard against each other, unwilling to give each other a chance to take advantage of.

"Great Elder!" many Martial Venerables' eyes flushed.

Although Zhong Kui has a heart of power, he has always assumed the responsibility of the Great Elder, and he is willing to sacrifice himself to fight for the survival of others at such a critical juncture, which is a kind of nobility and glory in itself.

"Let's go!"

Zhong Kui roared angrily, his body had doubled, and he took the initiative to rush towards Michael and Oraki.

The two of them sneered, immediately retreated, and then ordered the king-level powerhouses of the Holy Court and the Dark Council to attack the other martial artists.

"I'm going to pull someone to accompany him to the funeral!" Zhong Kui's eyes were already full of bloodshots, blood beads were oozing from the pores of his body, his teeth were bared, his face was hideous, and he looked extremely terrifying.

But in the eyes of other martial artists, Zhong Kui's current appearance is the most tall.

They fled in tears, unwilling to live up to the time that Zhongkui had bought them.

But soon, they were entangled by the Holy Court and other king-level powerhouses of the Dark Council, although they could also fight and retreat, but their speed naturally could not be improved.

At this moment, Elder Zhongkui was already swollen like a ball, his skin was transparent, and he was not far from completely exploding.

He frantically chased Michael and Orachi, but the strength of the two was far above him, and he could only barely stop these two from chasing other martial powerhouses, but he couldn't keep up with their retreat.

As time passed, Zhong Kui felt pain in his heart, and finally looked up at the east and muttered, "Huang Zu, I'm sorry, I was wrong......

Rumble......

The earth-shattering explosion shook countless people, and all the flowers and trees within a radius of 100 meters were all turned into powder.

Zhongkui exploded on the spot, leaving not even a drop of blood, and the bones, meridians, muscles, and blood of the whole body all turned into the power of the explosion.

"Elder Zhongkui!"

The Martial Venerable powerhouses who were fighting with the Holy Court and the Dark Council in the distance hissed loudly, their eyes red.

"Humph......"

Where the explosion was, Michele's wings wrapped around him, withstanding the blast and doing him little damage except for a few feathers that fell.

Orachi, on the other hand, turned directly into a wolf, with his paws crossed in front of him, and he also did not suffer any damage.

It can be said that Zhong Kui's death basically did not have much effect, which is a kind of sadness.

"Fight with them!" The Wuzun powerhouses two kilometers away roared wildly, and they no longer had the heart to escape, they knew that they couldn't escape at all.

Seeing that the Martial Venerable powerhouses were desperate, the king-level powerhouses of the Holy Court and the Dark Council laughed one after another, just fighting, not fighting them head-on, and at the same time, Orachi and Michael also rushed towards this side.

Just when all the martial arts powerhouses were in despair, a group of people suddenly appeared.

The blood is pervasive, and the sword aura is vertical and horizontal.

Under one blow, the four king-level powerhouses were wiped out.

"What?" Whether it was the people of the Holy Court and the Dark Council, or the Martial Venerables, they were all surprised.

Everyone looked at it, and their faces changed at the same time.

"Alphabet K-League!"

That's right, the person who came was the alphabet K Alliance, in addition to the ghost disciples, monks, Mei Sanbu, Mu Xiaoxuan, Cai Miao, Su Zixuan, Luo Liuli, Mu Yuanxin, Mu Qingxuan, Cai Qinglian, Chenfeng, Anqi...... It's all coming.

"It's you!" Orachi and Michael, who had arrived, stopped at the same time, their pupils constricted slightly, and when they saw that the number of people on the other side was wrong, they couldn't help but look around.

"Who are you looking for?Looking for a ghost or a pig's head?" Mei Sanbu smiled: "I said I didn't come, do you believe it?"

Everyone: "......"

If you believe in your evil, who doesn't know that you are the cheapest thief?

"Morrowind, sing!" Mei shouted in three steps.

In the next second, everyone's faces changed drastically, and they subconsciously took a step back, and then sealed their hearing with energy (internal strength), ready to withstand the sonic attack.

"MMP, this world is so desperate......" Morrowind rolled her eyes and wanted to cry.

Sure enough, there is no bosom friend!

……

PD Alliance Headquarters, Xiao Fan's sleeping room.

The ghost disciple looked at Xiao Fan quietly, and then showed a smile.

Stretching out his hand, the ghost untied his clothes and threw them on the ground at random.

The sturdy body also has some scars, but these scars are not hideous, but have a different kind of beauty, just like tattoos.

The ghost disciple looked down at his naked upper body, pursed his lips, and then drew a dagger and slit his wrist.

In an instant, blood gushed out, but it was controlled by the ghost disciples' internal strength.

At the same time, the ghost disciple's eyes were blood-red, and there was an inexplicable aura on his body.

The blood that flowed out turned into blood, and after winding and entanglement in the air, it went straight to Xiao Fan, like a needle, piercing Xiao Fan's eyebrows.

At this moment, Xiao Fan opened his scarlet eyes, his body trembled slightly, and the blood in his whole body was boiling rapidly, as if he felt a familiar breath, running wildly......

Buzz Buzz......

A buzz that only existed in the minds of the ghost disciple and Xiao Fan sounded, the ghost disciple closed his eyes, and countless pictures appeared, Xiao Fan's side could also feel such a picture.

"Ere: Blood Resonance!"

(End of chapter)