I didn't want Chen Hanyu's voice to fall, so I heard someone shouting in front of the right: "Since you know the prestige of my three hundred ghost and monster gates, you dare to come to die?"

The voice was old, but he could hear that the person's true qi was strong, Yu Wenxiao frowned, turned his head to look at Chen Hanyu and said, "Three hundred ghost and monster sects, what kind of sect is that?"

Chen Hanyu was about to answer, but he heard a voice in front of him on the left shouting: "I haven't even heard of the name of my 300 ghost gates, a few little dolls, let's go home and eat milk!"

As soon as his voice fell, there were a few more chuckles in front of the people on the left, left and right. Seeing this, the faces of the eight disciples of the Golden Gun Gate and the Beggar Gang changed, and they didn't know how many masters were still hidden in this strange place.

Yang Xiaocheng frowned, judging from the sound power that the few people brought out when they spoke just now, intentionally or unintentionally, these individuals are at most at the top of the inferior realm. If you put them in normal times, you will definitely not put them in your eyes. It's just that the situation is very different now, Mo said that his side is outnumbered, and the enemy is dark and clear, even listening to the names of these three hundred ghost gates can make him feel the difficulty of this group of people.

And taking this opportunity, Chen Hanyu also explained to everyone: "The Three Hundred Ghost Sect does not refer to just one sect, but the collective name of more than three hundred sects. Most of these sects are small forces hidden in mountains, rivers, river valleys and even some islands, and the number of sect members is no more than 100 people, but they are all strange and strange people that are rare to see on weekdays. And these sects have a variety of patterns, and there are all kinds of martial arts weapons. In the past, they were scattered, and they were not valued by us as big forces, but today they are gathered together, even if their strength is not as good as ours, they are not easy to deal with. ”

Wei Fangfei felt it carefully: "Judging from those voices just now, there are at least hundreds of people around here. It seems that they are here today, but we have stumbled into it by mistake. ”

Yu Wenxiao snorted coldly when she heard this: "It's just a group of ghosts, what's there to be afraid of?"

At the moment when Yu Wenxiao spoke, he suddenly thought "bang!" in front of the right, and then there was a whistling sound. In the dark, everyone saw an object like an iron ball flying over from there, the speed was extremely fast, and it looked no less than the military artillery of the Ming Dynasty at that time.

Chen Hanyu's eyes froze, and his body rose up in the air with a little foot, just catching up with the black iron ball. But he saw that his hands were holding the ball, his arms were stretched, and at the moment when the iron ball was about to hit him, he suddenly twisted his arms. But seeing that the iron ball that originally hit him in a straight line, somehow changed its track, wrapped around Chen Hanyu's dancing arms for a moment, and flew back in the opposite direction from before.

Chen Hanyu's technique of reversing the flying iron ball is a technique he created based on the description of a certain martial art in modern novels. He had already used this technique once in the Tianshan Mountains back then, and he followed the name of the exercise in the novel - "Dou Zhuan Xing Xing". Back then, he inadvertently moved the strength of the two young masters to the canopy under his feet, and his head was hot, and he shouted the name of Douzhuan Xingyi. Later, Chen Hanyu also used this method of "returning the other way to the other" many times when he was fighting with others, and gradually perfected this technique according to the way of the formation in "Heavenly Phases". However, because this technique is his own originality, it is not as good as the Golden Lock Sword Technique, Vientiane Eighteen Fists, which are rare magic skills created by those masters who have once crisscrossed the rivers and lakes. Therefore, when he really confronted a strong enemy, he used more exercises like the Golden Lock Sword Technique, Vientiane Eighteen Fists, or moves like the White Rainbow Sword Qi that evolved from the Golden Lock Sword Technique, but he rarely used these self-created martial arts.

When he saw the iron ball shooting towards him, and heard that the whistling sound did not look like a solid iron ball, he guessed that the iron ball contained explosives. If it was really loaded with explosives, if he wanted to fight back, he would be looking for death, and if he had to perform light skills, maybe he would be able to escape by himself, and the others, especially the ordinary disciples of the Golden Gun Gate and the Beggar Gang, would probably be buried here. At the critical moment, he remembered that his Dou Xing was shifting, and he wanted to try it for a while. And now his strength has reached the pinnacle of the middle grade, this iron ball looks menacing, but it is actually more than one grade worse than the artillery of the imperial court at that time, Chen Hanyu flew in the air to change the flight trajectory of the iron ball, in addition to shaking the meridians on his body to some faint pain, he really didn't suffer any injuries.

The sudden reversal of the direction of the iron ball suddenly frightened everyone in that direction into exclaiming, but before they could say a decent word. The iron ball fell to the ground, followed by a loud bang. Everyone watched as the place burst into flames, accompanied by flying rocks and a few screams, illuminating the night sky as if it were day.

I heard a sudden shout from the front left: "They killed the master of the saltpeter gate, everyone turn on the lights, let them see how powerful we are!"

With this shout, everyone saw a place in front of the left that was vaguely a cliff mouth, and a tall figure suddenly appeared.

The next moment, there were all kinds of strange roars such as "Wow!", "Ho!", "Hey!", "Ha!" and so on, and the torches and lanterns lit up one after another, and they were all standing in all directions of the people.

But look at these people, tall, short, fat and thin, most of them have strange appearances that have never been seen before, and there are even grinning people with bared teeth, like real demons and monsters.

These people walked through the crowd with torches and lanterns, and they were babbling a lot of dialects that they didn't know where they came from. In Chen Hanyu's eyes, there was a bunch of hundreds of ghosts walking at night in front of them, and they were all surrounded, encircling them inside and outside.

But I saw that tall figure, it was a black-faced man with an open robe. Holding a copper-yellow tiger-headed mace, he raised it and shouted: "Brothers of all sects, kill me! Don't let any of them go! Avenge the lord of Bingmen!"

With the shout of the black-faced man, the sound of killing suddenly shook the sky, and countless black shadow ant colonies rushed straight down. Wielding his blade, he slashed towards Chen Hanyu and the others. But seeing that the other party had not arrived, suddenly "bang, bang!" two strange sounds, but it was a large stone in the left rear that shot out countless small hidden weapons, which were faintly invisible and inaudible. However, this was difficult for the many masters present, Yang Xiaocheng shouted violently, and with a push of both palms, the countless small hidden weapons flew into the air, and they were all rushed back by his force. With a roar of waw and wow in that direction, the few people who rushed to the front were rushed by the small hidden weapon. Suddenly a mist of blood was raised.

"Ah~ what the hell is this?" some people exclaimed directly.

"Falling rain needles at the Stone Needle Gate!" immediately shouted someone who recognized it. These people are strange, they are all three hundred ghosts, but many of them don't seem to know each other. So much so that in the eyes of outsiders, they don't look like an alliance at all, but more like a group of rabble gathered together at random.

"How did Badong Mountain's stupid person shoot all the needles and shoot all on his own people!" someone scolded again.

"This needle is poisonous! itchy! itchy!" shouted from those who had been slightly injured. I saw them staggering one by one, throwing their weapons, and their hands were only scratching on their bodies. You must know that this Badong Mountain is the door master of the stone needle door in the southwest area, there is a hidden weapon called the rain needle in the door, the needle body is as thin as a cow's hair, and the tip of the needle is quenched with a local unique poisonous insect juice, although it is not fatal, but it can make people's whole body itch very much.

In fact, Yang Xiaocheng only shook the hidden weapon when he made a move, although he shook the rain needle and flew back, but most of them had already lost their accuracy. It's just that this Yang Xiaocheng's internal force is too strong, even if those needles that lose their heads and fly back vertically, they can still break through the true qi of those people's body protection, and even penetrate their bodies. These many needles were hit on those people, and in fact, the dozens of people in the front were beaten to a thousand holes. The uninjured man who rushed up from behind paused slightly, and soon continued to rush up. Wielding all kinds of weapons in his hands, under the light of the fire, like a large group of demons and monsters with teeth and claws, rushed to the location of everyone in a blink of an eye.

"Stand in the middle, the beggars will help the disciples of the Golden Gun Gate to enter!" Gu Yuxing shouted, jumped out of the crowd, and waved the dog repellent stick in his hand towards a man with a long knife in front of him. The man saw that the person who came was a little girl, and he waved his knife casually to send her away, but the moment the long knife touched the dog repellent, the man suddenly screamed, and his body flew upside down, and he knocked two or three people who followed him to the ground.

Gu Yuxing's sudden outburst frightened several people who rushed forward closely, and one of the men with a steel fork was the first to come back to his senses, and shouted: "Let me use the five ghost fork method of the ghost fork door to meet your dog driving stick method!"

And the man stabbed out with a fork, and stabbed four forks with lightning speed towards the position where Fang Cai Gu Yuxing was standing. This scene was glimpsed by Chen Hanyu, and his mind was racing, and he had already figured out that the man's five prongs were combos, the first two prongs did not have much lethality, and the last three prongs were the key to his move. It turned out that Gu Yuxing solved a master with a stick, which made the man with the fork think that he had met a strong enemy. So as soon as he made a move, he used his famous stunt, first using two prongs with less than three layers of skill to force the opponent, and then three prongs with all his strength, but he didn't want Gu Yuxing's dog driving stick method to be ineffective, and he didn't even take the man's first fork. The man repelled the opponent with one fork, and before his brain turned a corner, he had already reflexively stabbed out all the four prongs in the back.

And at the moment when the man stabbed him with this set of "Five Ghost Fork Methods", Wei Fangfei swung his sword, and suddenly his head rose to the sky. The timing of his sword was just right, and the man had just finished making a move, and when he was about to think about why his opponent didn't even take his own fork, his head had already moved, and he could only go to the Hades Palace to think about it again.

Wei Fangfei killed one person with one sword, and without looking back, he shouted at Gu Yuxing behind him: "Gu Gang Master, your strength is unstable, and you are hiding in the middle, these people are still left to us to solve!" As he spoke, the sword move flashed like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, three or four more people died under his sword.

And when the group of people rushed towards everyone just now, Chen Hanyu, Wei Fangfei, Yang Xiaocheng, and Yu Wenxiao, the four leaders of the younger generation, were already standing on the outskirts of everyone, fighting against the masters who came from all directions.

Yang Xiaocheng held the Collapse Sword in his hand and slashed down at the head of an enemy. The man was wearing a jet-black iron helmet on his head, and when he saw Yang Xiaocheng swinging his sword to slash, he was actually very confident that he went to the top. But when I heard the sound of "poof~", a small crack appeared on the iron helmet. The man screamed, his eyes, mouth and nose were bleeding, and he was not slashed by Yang Xiaocheng's sword, but was shocked to death by his majestic strength attached to the sword.

The crowd suddenly exclaimed: "What's the matter? The master of the Lumen of the Jingtie Gate was hacked to death by that kid?"

"Isn't his fine iron helmet taken from the extraterrestrial meteoric iron, invulnerable?"

"Stupid! When you meet such a master, the iron helmet is a fart, and Lu Dahai is shocked to death by that kid's internal force!"

With the sound of those personal discussions, several masters who wanted to rush up and fight with Yang Xiaocheng stopped. These people all showed fear in their eyes, especially staring at the Collapse Sword in Yang Xiaocheng's hand, which was as frightened as looking at the soul hook rope of the underworld.

Not only Yang Xiaocheng, but also Wei Fangfei and Yu Wenxiao over there did their best, and they also shocked the other party's masters. But seeing Wei Fangfei holding the sword in his hand, the Lei Yin sword turned into a Dao lightning, the momentum was surprisingly fast, the direction was extremely accurate, and almost every sword could result in a human life. And Yu Wenxiao was also not to be outdone, the seven-star spear turned into a little star, and it was like a downpour, fighting with the swarming masters for a long time, but no one could enter the range of Yu Wenxiao's spear tip alive.

The black-faced man standing on the high place frowned, judging from the battle situation below, he clearly realized that the four teenagers standing at the outermost edge of the other party were all masters of the peak strength of the middle grade. Although many of the masters of their three hundred ghost sects had their own unique skills, under this absolute realm gap, any ingenious moves became floating clouds. He was silent for a moment, then waved his left hand forward. And behind him, there were eleven or twelve masters, and their breath was more calm than those who rushed down before. Seeing the black-faced man give the order, after looking at each other and nodding, they each pulled out their blades and rushed down almost at the same moment. Looking in that direction, it was heading towards Chen Hanyu and the other four young geniuses.

Speaking of Chen Hanyu, his expression was indifferent from the beginning of the battle. I saw that his right wrist was waved in the air, and several masters who rushed forward lost their heads inexplicably. Some people were so frightened at this strange scene that they turned around and fled. Only a few people saw a handle from Chen Hanyu's rotating wrist, thinking that the other party was holding some kind of strange weapon, which could hide in the night, making it impossible for their eyes to detect.