Cheng Liang's first reaction was indeed panicked.

Nonsense, such a lewd looking guy, smiling lewdly and rushing towards you, is it a person who has to be creepy, okay?

Besides, according to normal circumstances, with a triple apprentice martial artist like him, it is only natural that he should die on the spot in the face of the full force of an assassin who can make them chase them unaware.

It's a pity, Lao Tzu is a traverser, and Lao Tzu has his own protagonist halo.

In just an instant, Cheng Liang went from a brief surprise to a mocking smile.

Cheng Liang looked very chic, teasing these warriors around him all the way.

But he's actually scared of death.

One of his hands, in fact, was held on a box in his arms all the time.

It was a gift from Shi Li when he was in Minshan.

'Master, are you sure to summon with the horn of the 'magic bell'?"

'Hurry up!'

The last time Cheng Liang was at the last moment, he summoned the Eight Miscellaneous Snake Yuan Lu Zhi, and now Huaxing is bound to strike a blow.

Although Yuan Lu Zhi lost his life because of this, this feeling of Jedi turning the tables is something that Cheng Liang likes tightly.

And this time, Cheng Liang believes that there will not be the nonsense scene of receiving the lunch box just after being summoned last time.

Because this 'magic bell' is one of the strongest demon beasts that has been personally killed by Shi Li over the years.

During his lifetime, it was comparable to the Martial Sect Triple.

When Mao Erliu noticed Cheng Liang's vision and noticed that something was wrong, of course it was too late.

That shining light was already in front of him.

Mao Erliu, who couldn't stop the forward rush, could only hold the dagger and continue to rush forward, stabbing the dagger into the light.

This is a full-strength blow that Wu Zong has endured for a long time, even if it is that old man Liao, it is impossible to retreat with his whole body!

The light dissipated, and Mao Erliudi's figure stagnated.

An old man in a snow-white robe, with a goatee and only one eye open, appeared from the confessional light, and with a kind smile, he held Mao Erliu's powerful dagger.

The old man's smile was as soft as Duanmu Lin, as if Mao Erliu in front of him was just a child who had done something wrong.

Mao Erliu's expression went from the rampant ambition to the stunned white light, to the current face full of fear.

What frightened him was that he couldn't figure out where the old man who easily caught his strongest blow came from, and he didn't even notice it!

There is also the strength of the other party is so terrifying, Yun stood in front of him lightly, unharmed, and his dagger was also tightly held, and he couldn't even pull back!

What really scared him the most was what the old man said.

"Your trick is called 'Gray Shadow', right?"

Mao Erliu's heart erupted with endless questions, he was originally a loose man, a single lineage, and he had never told anyone about the name of his martial arts, and he had never told anyone about the name of his martial arts, and he didn't even have an apprentice.

This old man, how could he possibly know his martial arts?

"You, who are you?"

The old man with the goatee didn't intend to answer the other party's question, but said behind Mao Erliudi:

"That head is willow...... Oh no, you seem to be calling the Eight Miscellaneous Snake to help the old man catch this poor man who has lost his way. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Lu Zhi naturally did so, and strode over, his body transformed into a seven-headed divine beast, and the eight-fold snake bloomed with demonic purple light.

"Ahh

With a heart-rending scream, Yuan Lu Zhi's seven heads bit his limbs from behind Mao Erliu, and his slender fangs penetrated deep into Mao Erliu's body.

The old man with the goatee grabbed Mao Erliu's dagger with one hand and made him unable to move, and with the other hand, Huo Ran attacked, and then Mao Erliu thrust into his shoulder with another cry of pain.

"Nothing else, just kill the master's arm and leave it behind. ”

"No!"

The old man, who had a pleasant face and a sense of otherworldliness, smiled and cut off Mao Erliu's right arm neatly with his palm like a sword.

Blood splattered everywhere, occupying Yuan Lu Zhi's purgatory-like body, but it didn't stain the old man's body with a goatee at all.

The next moment, Mao Erliu, who was still roaring heartbreakingly, suddenly twisted violently, and his face began to blur.

In Cheng Liang's eyes, this old Yin Bi, who has just become a one-armed hero, seems to have been marked with a mosaic.

In the end, Mao Erliu's body twisted and disappeared, leaving the broken arm, which was finally freed from the shackles of the old man with the sheep's beard and Yuan Lu Zhi, and appeared more than ten meters away.

The old man with the goatee said softly: "This trick is called 'Gray Escape', which is quite interesting." ”

Mao Erliu painfully covered the broken part of his shoulder with his left hand, this kind of pain of being torn off his shoulder with his hand is completely unimaginable to ordinary people!

But he didn't have time to think about how to take revenge now, let alone understand how this old man accurately reported the name of his martial arts.

He's all about one word in his head right now.

Escape!

He doesn't want any reward and bounty, even if Wuzun 'Blue Devil' is here, he can't care about winning or losing in the end, and if he stays here, he will definitely be torn to pieces by that smiling old man!

In the kind smile of the old man with a goatee, Mao Erliu took his demon beast in embarrassment, and rushed out of the Shattered Sky Valley without looking back.

Cheng Liang was amazed at the back, this medium sent by Shi Li was only used until now, and he defeated the opponent of a martial arts sect in an instant, and it was really not a loss.

Although this style of play is a bit bloody, he hates this kind of sneak attack the most in his life, and he deserves to die.

Of course, if Cheng Liang knew the dirty thoughts in Mao Erliu's mind, he was afraid that he would not have slaughtered this guy on the spot.

He smiled and said, "What is the origin of the old-timers? ”

The old man turned his head and arched his hand with a smile, "The predecessors don't dare to be, the old decay is just a divine beast under the master's command, the master can call the name of the old decay, the sheep is withered, and you can also call my race, the decay is a white ze." ”

Cheng Liang was happy in his heart, this Bai Zeke is different from the previous gluttony and the eight-disguid snake, he is a serious beast, it is rumored that he can know the ghosts of the world, and is proficient in the art of exorcism and demon exorcism.

There is even a saying that evil turns into good fortune, which is the opposite of Yuan Lu Zhi, who brought bad news to people.

Cheng Liang turned to ask: "When the sheep first came, I don't know if the Qing can distinguish it, the assassin just now, in this world, what kind of cultivation is it?"

The old sheep stroked his goatee and replied slowly: "The strength of the martial arts sect is still there. ”

When Cheng Liang heard this, he was immediately full of confidence.

This Bai Zeyang is simply his own savior, a martial arts duo was caught by him silently, and he broke an arm in an instant, this strength is far superior to the opponent.

To put it this way, in the face of Wuzun, I don't know if there is the strength to fight?