Boom!

When the buzzing sound sounded and Chen Zilong's sword shook his hand, two old men in robes and a middle-aged man appeared in everyone's sight.

And at the same time as the three of them entered the small courtyard, the powerful aura that exuded oppression just now became more and more obvious, and in an instant, all the moves in everyone's hands stopped, and their eyes gathered in the direction of the gate.

"You're going to intervene too?" After the old man holding the sword forced the opponent back a few steps with a heavy move, he stared coldly at the two old men in the robe and asked, from the tone of his voice, he could hear that several people seemed to know each other, but as for the relationship, it was basically clear at a glance.

"Is that you?" The old man in the robe who was the leader didn't seem to expect to meet the old man holding the sword here, and a look of obvious surprise quickly flashed on the old man's face. However, when he saw Chen Zilong standing behind the other party holding a long sword, his face instantly became gloomy again.

"Ask the number one swordsman on the sect list, Ghost Wushuang, but I didn't expect to hide in the secular world. But since you've drawn a clear line with the cultivation world, you shouldn't care about this matter at all! After his gaze quickly swept over Chen Zilong, the old man in the robe turned his gaze to Ghost Wushuang again, and said with an expressionless face.

This time, they originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity for these people in the martial arts world to make trouble, and forcibly take Mo Chuqing away from the hands of the old guy in the hotel.

But I didn't expect that the old guy was nowhere to be seen, but there was such a tricky master present.

As for Chen Zilong, the old man in the robe simply ignored it, and he didn't take it seriously at all!

"If you can't get used to bullying more and less, you naturally have to take care of it!" Oni Wushuang was indeed a little surprised by the appearance of these three people, but there was no intention of regressing in his tone.

He was entrusted by Feng Lao, the purpose is to ensure that Chen Zilong does not have an accident, if the other party also insists on doing it, then he will take over today's tough battle.

"You think we're here for that bead too?" As soon as he heard Ghost Wushuang's words, the other robed old man immediately sneered and took over the conversation.

From the moment a few people came in, Chen Zilong's eyes immediately fixed on each other.

He had already guessed the identities of these people, but he never expected that one of them would be the old man who was in the Black Bamboo Valley when he was in the Black Bamboo Valley, and he was still not defeated by the elders.

It's just that at that time, Yan Lao's attention was on the elders and Old Chen, so Yan Lao didn't have the slightest impression of Chen Zilong, who had been staring at him in front of him.

'Ridiculous!' Although the 'Soul Gathering Bead' is not small for us, it is far from that girl! Yan Lao said disdainfully, and when his gaze with a bit of deep calculation quickly swept over the other people of the ancient sect in the small courtyard, he immediately said in a cold voice: "You snatch your beads, and we are looking for our people to interfere with the consequences, I think you know very well in your hearts!" ”

Stick your nose into something??

His words had already made it clear enough, the Ancient Sect was here for the 'Soul Gathering Bead', so how could he interfere with them taking Mo Chuqing away?

Yan Lao seemed to be 'warning', but it was clearly to remind the people of the ancient sect that they were not interested in the 'Soul Gathering Bead', and let the other party do whatever they wanted.

Since someone has helped them contain Ghost Wushuang, then why not?

And those people from the Ancient Sect just now obviously felt the strong strength of the three of them, if the other party also came to compete for the 'Soul Gathering Bead', then I am afraid that all of them would have to make a trip in vain today.

Therefore, when he heard Yan Lao say that, the two strongest Neigang old men who had fought with Ghost Wushuang just now immediately nodded slightly, which could be regarded as a response to reach some kind of tacit understanding between the two parties.

If these three mysterious masters make a move, then the 'Soul Gathering Bead' will definitely be inevitable.

For a while, the two sides had their own hearts in their hearts, and in order to achieve their respective goals, they temporarily chose to deal with Chen Zilong and them together.

Yan Lao was very satisfied with the response of the Ancient Sect, only to see that he suddenly raised his hand and pointed to Chen Zilong's room on the side, and ordered the middle-aged man beside him, "Miss Mo is in that room, you go and bring her out." ”

Bang!

As soon as the middle-aged man stepped forward, Chen Zilong's figure immediately blocked in front of the other party like an afterimage, and at the same time, the tip of the sword was only a few dozen centimeters away from the middle-aged man's face.

"Get out of the way, don't overdo yourself."

"If you want to take me away, pass me first!"

Facing the middle-aged man whose aura was soaring, Chen Zilong just replied coldly, still standing with his sword sideways, domineering and awe-inspiring!

As soon as the words fell, Chen Zilong slammed his wrist in vain, and the long sword in his hand slashed at the middle-aged man's mid-plate.

The strength of the other party is obviously higher than his own, and there are two unfathomable old guys next to him, Chen Zilong didn't think much about it, so he immediately took the preemptive action.

Bang!

The middle-aged man felt the fierce power of the sword, and almost instantly fell backwards, while at the same time, his feet were immobile and firmly 'nailed' to the ground.

The other party's authentic iron plate bridge was already quite hot, but just as Chen Zilong immediately changed his sword move, the middle-aged man made a move that he didn't expect.

Bang! Bang!

After the opponent's palms slapped quickly on the ground, and then the whole person bounced up with the reaction force, he suddenly turned his palms into claws, and he actually wanted to grasp the sword body with both hands.

And almost at the same time, Ghost Wushuang, who had been entangled again by the people of the Ancient Sect, hurriedly reminded Chen Zilong.

"Be careful, this is the 'Henglian Golden Bell Jar', don't let him grab the sword!"

When Ghost Wushuang's words sounded, Chen Zilong was too late to react, only to feel that the fast swinging long sword suddenly froze, and the sword body was already clasped by one of the middle-aged man's hands.

Chen Zilong immediately secretly said that it was not good, and seeing that the other hand of the other party grabbed his wrist, Chen Zilong immediately poured his legs vigorously, and hit the opponent's side ribs that were already unprotected.

Bang!

it!

It was not wrong to kick the opponent solidly, but Chen Zilong almost cried out in pain.

This Nima is the legendary 'Henglian Golden Bell Jar', which is obviously kicking people, how can it be like kicking an iron plate.

It's not happy, but because of his whip leg, it also blocked the middle-aged man's attack that he was about to grab his wrist.

Chen Zilong gritted his teeth, and the moment this leg hit the ground, the other leg immediately kicked out.

It's just that with the lesson just now, Chen Zilong did not choose to attack other parts of the opponent's body again, but directly greeted the middle-aged man's head.

He still doesn't believe in this evil, the 'golden bell jar' is awesome, and he doesn't believe that even the most fragile head of the human body can be 'covered'.

Call!

Chen Zilong's leg almost brushed the side of the middle-aged man's face, and while the other party avoided this fierce attack, the hand that held the sword had to be released.

Know hiding?

The middle-aged man's dodge made Chen Zilong suddenly gain a lot of confidence, it seems that he guessed correctly, the head is still the weak part of the other party.

However, it is obviously not so easy to attack the opponent's head.

In order not to make the mistake just now, Chen Zilong made his sword moves fast, and at the same time, he also fused the strength in his body into the sword body, which increased the power of the long sword by a few points.

While tearing through the air, the humming sound was incessant.

The robed old man and the old man Yan obviously didn't expect Chen Zilong to show such strength, because in their opinion, in the face of the middle-aged man who had already practiced the 'Horizontal Cultivation Golden Bell Jar', he should have lost his sword and failed miserably at the first moment.

But the current situation is not only like this, but the two of them have gone back and forth for dozens of moves, and for a while, there is a bit of a sense that no one can help anyone.

This is just the secular world, and the other party is just a little-known young boy.

With the strength of a middle-aged man, if he doesn't take down the opponent in one move, he is already considered a loser.

After the two glanced at each other, the robed old man remained in place, while Yan Lao walked in the direction of the room.

Bang!

Even if Leng Ying is in his heyday, he is definitely an opponent of Yan Lao, not to mention that he is still injured at the moment.

In just one shot, Yan Lao repelled Leng Ying with one palm and fell directly to a place seven or eight meters away.

"Eagle!"

This time, there was no more sneak attack, but Chen Zilong ignored a more important issue.

The real masters of the other party have not made a move, and if they want to take Mo Chuqing away, they may not even have a chance to withdraw and block it.

Seeing that Yan Lao was merciless in his attack on Leng Ying, Chen Zilong shouted violently, urging the energy in his body to the extreme without reservation, and the momentum on his whole body instantly skyrocketed a lot.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

From beginning to end, the middle-aged man had not used all his strength, and the moment he sensed that Chen Zilong's offensive had increased significantly, his own 'Golden Bell Jar' skill had immediately deepened a lot.

Henglian's strength was like an indestructible air shield around his body, and although Chen Zilong was holding a long sword, he was forced to bounce back again and again.

Seeing that Yan Lao was about to walk to the door of the room with a few steps left, Chen Zilong, who was entangled by the middle-aged man, suddenly stopped making a move, and he didn't even dodge the opponent's fist, and forcibly used his body to take the opponent's strong attack.

Bang!

With a dull sound that shook the eardrums, Chen Zilong's body was like a kite with a broken string, falling backwards flutteringly.

Ghost Wushuang had been paying attention to the situation on Chen Zilong's side, and he had planned to quickly repel the two of them, and then come over to help each other.

However, this sudden scene caught Ghost Wushuang a little off guard in an instant, and the opponent seized the opportunity for him to be distracted instantly, and the two of them tried their best to attack with all their might.

And the situation of Ouyang and Chu Xiong in the distance was almost the same, they had already gained the upper hand, but they were once again besieged by their opponents because of distraction and anger.

"Leave him alone, take Miss Mo with you, let's go!"

The old man in the robe didn't care about Chen Zilong's life or death, and said lightly to the middle-aged man and Yan Lao.

Yan Lao turned his head, and when he was about to shake the door open with his palm, he suddenly felt an inexplicable danger coming towards him from behind.

"Ah......h

As soon as his mind arose, the middle-aged man's terrible screams suddenly resounded through the hotel.

Almost at the same time, Yan Lao immediately turned around, and at the same time, his right palm was pushed out with a strong palm force.

Yikes!

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh came, and Yan Lao's pupils contracted sharply, and he looked at it in disbelief, piercing directly from his palm, and also inserting a long sword a few centimeters above his shoulder!

"Look for death!"

The old man in the robe, who thought that he had controlled the overall situation, let out a deep sigh, and his figure suddenly rose up and attacked directly in the air.

Chen Zilong didn't even look at it, and at the moment when the opponent's terrifying strength attacked, he just quickly raised his hand and offered it with a single fist.

Bang!

When the old man in the robe lost control and flew backwards, the entire courtyard of the inn fell into a deathly silence......