Being threatened by so many forces, Ao Bai's face can be imagined how ugly it is. For a while, it was not easy for him to deal with Ye Feng. As for Lin Mania, he is not a brainless guy, so he naturally will not risk the possibility of being besieged by everyone to attack Ye Feng.

"You guys, are you really not going to give our Dragon Clan, Qilin Clan, and Golden Lion Clan a face?"

After a deep sigh, Ao Bai said so, in making a final effort, even he knew that the possibility of success in this matter was extremely small, and now he was just trying unwillingly.

Of course, no one answered, and no one paid attention to Ao Bai's words.

However, they didn't expect that other people would be moved by Ao Bai's words.

I heard an eerie voice sound, its sound like a myriad of poisonous snakes entwined.

"Although the old man's strength is average, he doesn't mind taking the place of the Heavenly Poison Sect to help the friends of the Dragon Clan, the Qilin Clan, and the Golden Lion Clan. I also hope that the Dragon Clan, the Qilin Clan, and the Golden Lion Clan will be able to take a little care of the disciples of the Heavenly Poison Sect in the future. ”

When the voice fell, a giant snake with a purple-black body directly appeared on a high platform. It instantly broke through the mist on the high platform, roared and rushed over, and then stopped beside Ao Bai to dissipate. As the giant snake dissipated, a skinny old man with a few taels of flesh appeared in front of everyone. The few sparse goatees on his chin looked extremely funny. However, his green eyes were daunting, and they were constantly emitting a sweet smell, which was obviously some kind of poison! As for the giant snake, it was naturally condensed by some kind of poison, and you can imagine it by looking at the corroded ground with a bubble on the way.

"Haha, with such a person from the Heavenly Poison Sect as a person to help, how can my three clans not welcome it? Today, our three clans owe you a favor from the Heavenly Poison Sect. Ao Bai was overjoyed, what he said just now was just a final attempt, and he didn't have much hope. Who knew that there were really people willing to help. Ao Bai is not a fool, good words come as soon as he opens his mouth, and he doesn't need to pay anything anyway.

"Old poison, you're fast enough. Someone spoke, his voice was extremely cold, with a smell of blood, as if there were countless souls wailing, he laughed and said: "The old man thinks that his strength is a little stronger than that old poison, and he is also willing to replace the Danmen to help the Dragon Clan, the Qilin Clan, and the Golden Lion Clan." The old man didn't say any polite words, and when he killed the boy surnamed that night, he could take out his golden pill and give it to the old man. ”

With that, the man waved his hand and took a step forward. At his feet, a huge ghostly face appeared and caught him steadily. Then the man stood on top of the ghostly face and floated towards him. It can be clearly seen that within the grimace of this unjust soul, there are countless unjust souls crying, stretching out their arms towards him, looking like they hate him to the core. These unjust souls, without exception, are all the souls of monks. Specifically, all of them are the souls of some Jindan stage monks!

Falling beside Ao Bai, as soon as this person raised his hand, the huge ghost face instantly shrank, as if it was being sucked by something. Countless unjust souls let out a burst of crying in unison, disturbing people's hearts. Eventually, the grimace of the giant ghost turned into a gray bead, which the man took in his hand and put it back in his sleeve.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that even the Daoists of Danmen were willing to help me and the other three clans, and Ao Bai thanked the Daoists of Danmen on behalf of me and the other three clans. When he kills the ant that doesn't know the height of the sky, Ao Bai will personally take out his golden pill and give it to Daoyou. As soon as he heard that there were still people willing to help him, Ao Bai couldn't wait to smile at all, and he didn't have the feeling of killing several Cheng Cheng Jin. For a moment, he felt that the environment inside this Kunpeng secret was simply much better.

At this moment, the only force that remained on the high platform was the Beast King Sect. However, the reputation of their sect among the demon clan is really not very good, if they end rashly, they will not be attacked by a group, so they have to obediently stay on the high platform and watch from the wall.

For a while, the strength of Ao Bai's side seemed to have changed dramatically. Although Ao Bai and they are still a little inferior in numbers, don't forget that they also have a person from the Heavenly Poison Sect on their side. For these old poisons of the Heavenly Poison Sect, one-on-one may not work, but in this kind of battle with a large number of people, it can play the role of one enemy and many enemies! The balance of victory has tilted at this moment.

"Peng Split Heaven and Feng Hui have not practiced as long as I have returned these two guys. With my strength, I should be able to fight the two of them. If nothing happens to the Heavenly Poison Sect, it shouldn't be a problem to drag down the Nine Shadows Xuanwu and the Blue Eye Fire Toad Sea. As for the remaining Ice Xuanlong and Situ Ling, the two of them have always been at odds, and they will definitely be wary of each other, and they will not be able to exert their strength, as long as Danmen does not fight to the death with them, it should not be a problem to drag them down. In this way, we are left with Lin Mad alone, but I can let him kill the little ant who dares to violate my majesty......"

Ao Bai thought about it very quickly, and directly informed everyone around him of his plan through his divine sense. Then, he made a brazen attack and directly attacked Peng Splittian and Feng Huihui.

Seeing that Ao Bai had already made a move, the Heavenly Poison Sect and the Danmen, regardless of whether they were dissatisfied with Ao Bai's plan, had no choice but to make a move, and each chose their own opponents according to what Ao Bai said, and fought together.

As for Lin Madness, when he saw that everyone had taken action to hold each other, he instantly turned around and slashed towards Yefeng. One of his hands was even more ablaze, obviously with the idea of killing Ye Feng with one blow!

Seeing the sudden change in the situation, Ye Feng's pupils shrank, and he grabbed the golden lion's mane and pulled him back quickly. Although Ye Feng had thought that this would happen before, he didn't expect the situation to change so suddenly!

"Roar!"

The golden lion that was caught in the hands of the night feng suddenly roared angrily and struggled hard. A piece of rune paper rushed out from its heavenly spirit cover, and the light was shining. A huge lion's claw like divine gold poked out of the rune paper and grabbed at Yefeng. Obviously, this is the Golden Lion's last killer move, and it is difficult for him to endure it for so long.

Seeing this lion's claw, Ye Feng's pupils shrank again, and he hurriedly let go of the long mane of the golden lion in his hand and planned to retreat.

However, just when Ye Feng wanted to let go of the mane in his hand, he found that his palm was stuck to the golden lion's mane and could not be released, which was obviously a small trick made by the golden lion in secret.

Seeing that the huge lion claw and Lin Mad were getting closer and closer to him, the breath of death was as thick as substance for a while! Ye Feng only felt that every cell in his body was wailing, and cracks appeared in his skin, and blood began to seep outward!

In fact, Lin Madness's attack was okay, and Yefeng still had the confidence to block it. The main thing was the huge lion's claw, and the power emanating from the lion's claw was too domineering, and it had already caused Yefeng to suffer some small losses before it was even close. Obviously, this is not an attack that a Jindan monk can have. The only explanation can only be that this rune paper was refined by a clansman of the Golden Lion Clan who far surpassed the Golden Pill, and incorporated his own blow into it.

"Damn the beast!"

Ye Feng cursed secretly, annoyed by his carelessness. Then he summoned the Caoyang Sword and slashed at the golden lion's mane. In just an instant, the Caoyang Sword slashed hundreds of times!

However, the golden lion was obviously desperate, and under the slash like the Caoyang Sword, even if the skin began to bleed and the mane was not broken, it still firmly stuck Ye Feng's palm there.

"Slash me!"

Feeling the huge lion claw that was getting closer and closer to him, Ye Feng was also anxious, and with an angry shout, a sword qi rushed out from the sword bone, merged into the Caoyang Sword, and slashed towards the hundreds of slashes again. At the same time, Yefeng stepped on the golden lion's basin-sized head, trying to break free of his palm.

Rumble!

The huge lion's claws finally fell, and a deafening sound rang out, attracting the attention of everyone who was fighting there. I saw that the earth was cracked, and a huge crack appeared, and on the crack, more than a dozen smaller cracks spread, and dark red blood seeped outward. There, the night blade is gone!

Seeing this scene, Ao Bai breathed a sigh of relief and took a step back, unwilling to continue to shoot. Now that Nightfeng is dead, he has no reason to continue.

"Brute!"

Suddenly, an angry curse sounded extremely abruptly, like a thunderbolt in the hearts of Ao Bai, Lin Mad, and the Golden Lion.

The golden lion was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked up at the air. The blow in the rune paper was what he had left for himself to save his life, and that blow could not have been received even in his heyday!

However, what caught his eye was that Ye Feng was actually alive and well, standing in the void, with the Caoyang Sword suspended on one side. In Ye Feng's hand, there was a handful of golden manes, which were dissipated by the wind because they had lost the support of their spiritual power. The ends of these golden manes are all stained with some blood.

Seeing these manes, the golden lion froze for a moment, and felt that blood was flowing down, and even some of it was flowing into his eyes. At this time, the golden lion felt a sharp pain coming from the top of his head and a burst of soreness at the bridge of his nose.

Obviously, the mane was ripped off by Yefeng, and it should have been ripped off even a large piece of the scalp. As for the sourness at the bridge of the nose, it should be the consequence of Ye Feng's kick just now.

However, although Nightblade survived, he was embarrassed enough. There were a large number of tiny wounds on his body, which were constantly oozing blood. On one side of Yefeng's arm and down to the other side of his lower abdomen, there were five extremely deep traces of lion's claws, which were terrifying. I almost disemboweled!

"Ahem!" Yefeng coughed, coughing up a large cloud of blood. Then he took out several healing pills from his ring bag that he had obtained in this Kunpeng secret cache, and ate them as if they were eating jelly beans without looking at them.

Jelly beans, pills went down, and the five terrifying wounds on Ye Feng's body soon began to stop bleeding, and flesh began to grow.

After doing all this, Ye Feng stretched out his hand, directly grabbed the grass yang sword, raised it above his head, and shouted coldly in the direction of the golden lion: "Beast, you should be damned!"

Brush!

A sword aura slashed, like a thunderclap in the summer, and slashed towards the golden lion with great swiftness.

"No ......"

The golden lion wailed, and his eyes were terrified. Although he could easily avoid this kind of sword qi in his heyday, but now he is lacking in spiritual power, and he can't even move, this sword qi can definitely kill him!

Brush!

The sword qi was extremely fast, and before the golden lion could finish a word, the sword qi had already slashed through his body and rushed out of the distance.

Boom!

The blood on the golden lion's body flowed more and more, and he finally fell to the ground with a thud. The blood that flowed from his body soon became a small stream, gurgling into the rift.

"I ......"

It was the Golden Lion's last voice, but before he could finish speaking, his eyes dimmed. A generation of golden lion geniuses died directly here!