What should come will always come, and the bitter manager has to cry out in his heart. He has revealed the identity of the Venerable, and those warriors have not retreated, knowing that there is always a tough battle.

"Protect the young master!" the bitter manager shouted, but did not rise into the air. If they leave, the three of them won't be able to protect them at all.

Raising his hand, the pitch-black iron cane swept into the air, and a black curtain was like raising a cloak, and countless cold spear heads shot at the blue-robed old man in mid-air.

"Xuan Yan Cold Spear!" shouted, and between heaven and earth, Xuan Qi moved. Turning his hand back to pull the young man behind him, a mortal could barely withstand such a big attack, and he could only cover him under his aura. However, this grasp was empty, and the bitter manager was excited, but at this time, he couldn't take care of it, and the Venerable-level fighting method could not be negligent.

The blue-robed old man in mid-air raised his eyebrows. As soon as the expert made a move, he knew if there was one, but he felt that the oncoming gun array was not very powerful, and it could be seen that the opponent on the ground did not dare to go all out, or was afraid, or his strength was already weak. This blow could not break through his own defenses except for the cold. The old man's mouth slanted, if you say this, you will die.

The big sleeve flicked back, the palm was glowing with golden light, and with a shake of the hand, a golden round thing grew in the wind. At the same time, a twisted serpentine golden light was released, and it went straight to the bitter chief on the ground.

His Holiness made a move, and it was more than a dozen zhang in the interim, and it was there in the blink of an eye. The circular air mass instantly turned into the shape of a toad, and with a big gulp, the black spear actually turned its head, and the flat mouth of the toad in unison pounced, and it was sucked into the air.

The golden toad is probably the same type of thing as Lang Yu's Xuanwu, with earth attributes and unparalleled defense. Another name for this thing is 'Drum Eye Golden Cicada'. Although there are also pimples on his body, it looks much more pleasing to the eye than the face of the old man in green shirts.

As soon as the gun array came out, the bitter manager turned around and grabbed the serpentine golden light with one blow. With a "bang", the black crutch turned into a golden crutch and immediately spread to the arm.

"Poof", a mouthful of blood stained the gray beard, and the bitter manager held on without retreating.

The old man in the green robe vowed to kill people and seize money, how could he be merciful. That jade plaque is the official thing, and these people are leaving a living mouth to cause trouble for themselves. It's not like nothing has never been done before, but it must be done cleanly.

Even so, the young man with the hat still couldn't help it, and under the huge pressure, he knelt on one knee on the ground, a trace of earthworm-like blood flowed from the corner of his delicate mouth, and the hat on his head flew with a shock.

"Haha! I want to live!" Among the seven bandits behind, the guy with a bloody cut on his shoulder squeezed the horizontal flesh on his face, and shouted with a smirk.

As soon as the hat flew, the green silk at one end rolled down, and the same long hair hit the shoulders, but it was absolutely different from the old man in the air. It was so unexpected that the handsome young man turned out to be a woman. The seven bandits came to the wild at that time, don't look at them all forty or fifty years old, and they are obviously unabated. Even the kid in front of the bitter manager immediately lit up, forgetting the near-death scene just now, and rushed forward with a knife.

The girl raised her head and looked at the old man in Tsing Yi in mid-air with an indifferent gaze.

"I shouldn't have come to this Emperor's House, so many innocent lives have been affected. The girl bowed her head and whispered, bowing to the bitter manager Yingying. "Uncle Ku, take care. ”

Today is different from the past, and there is no hope of getting out. If it weren't for himself, Uncle Ku should still be able to save his life.

"Young master—— stop her!" said the bitter manager didn't have time to turn around, but just shouted. Two successive snake lights had already struck down from mid-air.

A man in black threw himself over and grabbed him. was slashed shoulder-to-shoulder by a piece of knife light. The headless corpse "plopped" and slammed to the ground, blood gushing out.

"Young master——!" The other two also shouted.

The woman in gray, with a calm demeanor, turned around and looked into the empty valley from afar, raised her foot and took a step forward, and flew down.

A tragic song, fate is destined, the family and country have been broken, what a pity for this remnant. A weak woman is squeezed into the troubled world, and this can only be the end. Dressed in gray, it fluttered in the wind, like a dead leaf drifting into a deep stream.

"Young master!" the bitter manager shouted and jumped to help. With a "poof" sound, a flat vertebrae pierced the soft armor behind his back, this time it was not Xuan Qi, but a real weapon. A vertebral broken dantian, that is the life source of the monk, this move, not to mention saving people, even if the bitter old man jumps, he will definitely die, without the support of Xuanqi, he is also a mortal.

"Whew!" the flat vertebrae pulled out. The bitter manager bowed forward, seeing that the young master quickly left his sight, and if he wanted to save it, it was too late to say anything. As soon as the dantian was broken, the Xuan Qi in the body was in chaos, so I had to grit my teeth, and there was a "boom" on the winding mountain road, and the flesh and blood flew sideways.

"Ahh

"Bang bang!"

In the blood light, more than a dozen cultivators were blasted upside down by the air current. Those who rolled off the platform and hit the stone wall screamed miserably.

His Holiness blew himself up, the warrior's doom. Together with the other two men in strong suits who barely supported, a total of four people, died on the spot. The old man in Tsing Yi had just pulled out the flat blade, and before he could jump away, he also hit it right. In mid-air, he flew to a three-zhang high stone cliff. couldn't bear it anymore, a mouthful of blood gushed up, and the golden cicada sacrificed in a hurry didn't have much effect.

A golden pill was swallowed, and the toad's face swept the battlefield. The soybean-sized lump shook a few times. Gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Old thing, it's really ruthless!".

In this battle, the losses on his own side were too great, and there was only one of the three second-order warriors left.

It's not that he is too late, he has to touch the strength of the opponent first, if he can barely win, he has to accept the tricks,. Of course, there is also a desire for self-preservation, no matter how valuable other people's lives are, they are not as valuable as their own lives.

So he just felt a little toothache afterwards. It is not easy to recruit a few second-order warriors, although the Tibetan Python Mountain is dangerous, after this battle, I have to close it for half a year, and I still don't know whether it is worth it or not.

The old man blew himself up in mid-air, and both the ring and the ring fell to the bottom of the cliff. The group protected the woman, and the old man was the head of the horse, and the most valuable things must be on those two people. The toad-faced Venerable turned his head slightly, and it was not difficult to think that this eagle's mouth stream, it seems that he has to go down for a trip, and after a little recovery, he floated towards the stream, Yukong, this is the right of the Venerable, and the other few are still angry in the samurai, warriors who don't know the oil and water below, but they can only dry their eyes.

The eagle's mouth stream, very vivid, looks from the entrance of the mountain stream. In particular, it looks like an eagle's beak, smooth hanging wall, more than 20 zhang high from the stream, and resembles a large karst cave in it. The water erupted from the huge crack in the stone, pressurized enough, and hit the inner wall of the hanging stone. Perhaps this is how the large space is created.

Under the hanging stone is a clear pool. From a distance, this shape resembles a giant eagle drinking water, and the eagle's mouth stream is probably named after it.

The cracks in the mountain rock splashed out in large swaths, and the white waves that crashed into the canopy suddenly fell into the deep stream, and the echo in the empty cave was deafening.

In the dark waterway, a glimmer of light finally appeared in front of Langyu's eyes.

"Xiaoqing, are you almost at the exit?"

"Ah??" echoed with only one word, I don't know if it was an exclamation or not a clear voice.

Outside the eagle's mouth stream, a blue line squeezed out of the stone crack, plunged down, followed by another crystal white thing rushed out, "bang" hit the opposite eagle's beak with a bang, turned over twice, and was directly smashed down the deep stream.

"I'll go!" Caught off guard, Lang Yu was hit a little stupid, snorted, and was smashed to the bottom of the pool without resistance with the current. By the time his feet rose again, he had already gone out for more than half a mile.

"Xiaoqing, you bastard!" actually let this little thing put it together, Lang Yu was really a little angry, it can be seen that the collision is indeed not light.

"Master, I'm not ......"

"Wow!" a splash rolled up, and Lang Yu raised his face to the sky. "Little thing, you're too unreliable. ......" was about to teach it well, but as soon as he opened his eyes, a black-clothed figure quickly enlarged in front of him, and a person fell down in the sky above his head.

"Ah!", Lang Yu immediately raised his breath in the dantian, and he was about to hit it with a punch.

The rapidly enlarged figure in front of him, dressed in hunting clothes, seemed to be fluttering, but a long flowing hair, which seemed to prove that the person who fell on the top of his head was only a woman. Just a hurried glance, Lang Yu's Xuan Qi immediately turned into a gentle support, bombarding a woman for no reason, Lang Yu was not so cruel.

The change of moves has a price, "plop", even if that small figure is supported by Xuanqi, it still smashed Lang Yu, who had just come out of the water, down again, and the force of this fall is really not small.

The first meeting gift out of the cave, I don't know if this should be called bad luck or luck.

The water splashed again, and Langyu came out for the second time. This time there was one more person in his arms, and he couldn't stroke his face anymore, so he had to shake his head. The woman was soaked, soft as noodles, lying on her stomach in the crooks of Langyu's arms, facing downward, looking at her body shape, she had passed out at this time, motionless.

Is this a hero saving beauty, will this guy promise to be himself? I hope that I will not save an old woman. Lang Yu thought strangely in his heart, but scolded on his lips: "You girl is really looking for a time to die!"

As soon as she turned over on the water, Langyu was going to drag her ashore. The woman leaned up, her long hair slid to the back of her head with the flow of water, and Lang Yu thought that he was not the one who wanted to see the color, but he still inadvertently glanced at the woman's face.

However, this glance was just a glance, Lang Yu's eyes immediately straightened, there were few black eyeballs, and there were many white eyeballs, and he was stunned like a calf, and gasped. "Ahh

"Yueyue!"