After Zhao Min saw Zhang Wuji rushing up, she couldn't hold back any longer, and pounced on Li Tianlong desperately.

"Mowgli, don't come, don't come." Suddenly, Li Tianlong roared.

"No, big brother, I will never let you have any trouble." Zhang Wuji did not stop.

"Don't come here, I won't be able to control myself, you guys leave quickly, otherwise I will really enter the demon in a while, and I will open the killing ring, you get out of here quickly......" Li Tianlong shouted in pain.

"Zhao Min, don't go over......" Zhang Wuji saw Zhao Min rushing directly towards Li Tianlong, wanting to stop it, but it was too late.

I saw that Li Tianlong's face suddenly became distorted, and just when Zhao Min was about to pounce into his arms, Li Tianlong directly knocked Zhao Min away with a palm.

"Zhao Min ......" "Miss Zhao ......" The white-eyed eagle king was behind, and when he saw Zhao Min being slapped away by Li Tianlong, he jumped over and caught Zhao Min, but Zhao Min spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Wuji, your eldest brother Tianlong has already fallen into the devil, and the only way we have now is to join forces to kill him, so as not to endanger the martial arts!" Song Yuanqiao said.

"No......" Mowgli shook in pain.

"Mowgli, hurry, you guys kill me, kill me......" At this time, Li Tianlong regained his senses again, and when he saw Zhao Min, who was lying next to the white-eyed eagle king, who was uncertain about his life and death, he knew that it was his own hand, and he was in pain.

"Big brother, I won't let you have anything to do, definitely not." As he spoke, Zhang Wuji used the protective true qi of Jiuyang Divine Skill to protect himself and flew towards Li Tianlong.

"No, Sect Master......" The Guardian King and Yang Xiao shouted, but unfortunately it was too late. Zhang Wuji had already come to Li Tianlong's side, and his hand was already tightly glued to Zhang Wuji's back.

I saw that Li Tianlong felt a gentle aura pouring into his body, but the incomparably powerful chaotic aura in his body had been disturbing his nerves, making him fall into a situation where he didn't recognize his six relatives.

"Hahahaha, Li Tianlong, you're dead." At this moment, the old man stood up and laughed wildly.

"The Sect Master is in danger." Yang Xiao said and rushed over directly, while the other three Dharma Kings also followed after hearing the voice.

The four of them faced the old man at the same time, but unfortunately the old man's internal force was peculiar and strong, and the four of them could not hurt him at all, but were restrained by his internal force, which was only the old man's strength with only three percent.

"Senior disciples, let's go help Mingjiao." As he spoke, Song Yuanqiao rushed towards the old man with all the junior brothers. And the old man collided with the palm power of Song Yuanqiao and other Wudang Seven Heroes with his other hand, and the twelve people formed a situation of competing internal strength.

At this time, the fake monks who were ambushed in the Shaolin Temple also seemed to be about to move, "You quickly inform them to prepare for action." One of the false monks commanded at the other.

"Mowgli ......"

"Big brother, are you awake?" Half an hour later, Li Tianlong finally came to his senses.

"Mowgli, thank you, thank you for going out of your way to save me." This time, he really almost went mad, it was Zhang Wuji, it was he who rushed up desperately to straighten out the nine yin and nine yang qi in his body with the Jiuyang Divine Skill and the Great Shift of Qiankun, and it was he who made his Northern Shengong improve even more.

Seeing the mess on the field, the people of Mingjiao and Wudang were still competing with the mysterious old man for internal strength, but it was obvious that the old man actually had the upper hand with a pair of eleven.