"Ding Ling, Ding Ling......"

The crisp bell sounded leisurely at the moment when the pig-headed masked man's voice fell.

"I said it, you and I will see you again, there will be a battle!" The emperor's gun-like figure slowly walked out of the night.

With golden hair and an angular face, he walked slowly step by step, giving people the feeling that he was like a king, slowly waking up from the night, reigning on the earth!

The eyes of the pig-headed masked man instantly narrowed into a cold thin line: "When did the Shadow Society wear the same pants with the Pope?" The Golden Lion Family is not going to take revenge? ”

"We also have a grudge against your Yanhuang Holy Sect, wouldn't it be better to calculate our first? You say, if I kill you, the Dragon Slayer Venerable, will the Yanhuang Holy Sect completely collapse? The emperor's voice was calm, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, like an unborn nobleman.

"You're worthy?" The pig-headed masked man also smiled, he hugged his hands, like a ruffian, and stood loosely: "If you, the emperor, die, the Shadow Guild should also be removed." The golden lion has no teeth, so what does it have to be called? ”

"No matter what it's called, I'm afraid you won't be able to see it. It's the Yanhuang Holy Sect, without the sect master, without the Dragon Slayer Venerable, isn't it time to change the court? The emperor stood still and said leisurely.

The pig-headed masked man's eyes instantly narrowed into a dangerous thin line, the person did not move, his body was like a knife, as if he could cut through the sky at any time, exuding a terrifying momentum that made people dare not face it.

"Attacking Chu Yuan is just a pretense?" The pig-headed masked man felt a chill in his heart.

When he learned that Tianshui was about to be chaotic and Chu Yuan was in crisis, he was worried that someone would be unfavorable to the black-clothed family, so he deliberately sent Wuma and a few people to Xiaguan Village secretly, and came alone, but he didn't want to step into the trap with one foot.

"You can't say that, that thing in Chu Yuan, we are also very excited." The emperor said lightly: "If there is a chance to get it, of course we don't want to miss it." ”

The pig-headed masked man's hand slowly touched his pocket, and the handsome blond guy standing next to him was suddenly frightened: "What are you doing?" ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and shot an arrow.

The pig-headed masked man flashed slightly to the side, this kid's archery skills are average, but the strength is very good, even he can't hold the arrows shot by the other party at will.

"What the fuck are you nervous about, I smoke a cigarette!" The pig's head mask is so masculine that he almost jumps to his feet.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed foreign young man's face suddenly turned red, and he was indeed a little nervous. He never expected that the person standing in front of him was the new Dragon Slayer Venerable of the Yanhuang Holy Sect.

You must know that every generation of Dragon Slayer Venerable is almost the most pinnacle existence of an era.

As the Pope's Knights of the Round Table, although he was very conceited, he also knew what would happen if he fought with the other party.

However, when he heard the pig-headed masked man scolding, he was even more depressed. One face turned purple, because he wanted to scold back, but he didn't dare, so he was suffocated.

Is this still a strong man like no other in the world? Why is there no grace at all?

"Paralyzed, don't give me a trick yet, and when I can do it, I'll kill you first!" The pig-headed masked man glanced at him, spat on the ground, and then lit a cigarette, completely ignoring him, extremely arrogant.

The warrior of the Round Table trembled, almost unable to help but stand up. was pulled by the middle-aged man beside him.

As if he had known that this would be the case, the pig-headed masked man turned his head to look at the emperor and pouted, "You are not a good bird, where is this cooperation with them?" It's clear that I want to borrow my hand and weaken their strength! If that god of war knew, he would only be afraid that he would kill your Shadow Society and pout all your minions. ”

The emperor looked calm and said lightly: "No matter what you say, tonight, you will definitely die." ”

"Paralyzed, I'm going to see who's dead!" The pig-headed masked man was obviously impatient, and before his voice fell, the person rushed directly like a cannonball.

It's about the life and death of the black clothes, the rise and fall of the Yanhuang Holy Sect, he has to give it a go tonight!

"Whoosh...... faster than his body were three throwing knives.

The three flying knives, lined up in a neat line, flew towards the emperor's throat. The emperor did not dare to slack off, his body tensed, and a dazzling light like the scorching sun flew up between his hands, and he took three daggers directly.

He didn't know much about the Dragon Slayer Venerable of this generation, but looking at his words and deeds, he also knew that he was different from the previous Dragon Slayer Venerables. In the past, most of the Dragon Slayer Venerables were silent, indifferent as gods, and looked down on all beings.

But this one is like a little rascal, he is really afraid that the pig-headed masked man will turn around and flee without a fight. That's why he deliberately pointed out that he was going to kill the black clothes.

One is to influence his mind, and more importantly, it is to trap him.

The pig-headed masked man had no choice but to fight him to the death, because he was more worried about sniping him one more of the people in black!!

As soon as the emperor made a move, he used the exclusive weapon of the Shadow Emperor, which he had never used even when he was with Xiang Donglai, and it was also the symbol of power of the entire Shadow Association, the Holy Sword!

Although he didn't know the Dragon Slayer Venerable of this generation, he knew very well what this existence meant. Each generation of Dragon Slayer Venerable is incomparably powerful. The previous generation of Shadow Emperors died at the hands of the Dragon Slayer Venerable who was now in the Yanhuang Holy Sect.

Therefore, he will never underestimate the enemy!

Whoosh ......

At the moment when his violent sword was about to touch the three flying knives, the three flying knives turned autonomously as if they had come to life, divided into three directions, and killed the black-clothed warriors in the Inquisition.

Puff puff......

Have you ever played the game of cutting fruit? Have you played the eighteen forbidden games? Yes, yes, yes, it's the sound of fruit being cut off and foreign objects entering the water!

With a popping sound, the black-clothed warriors of the Inquisition, in the blink of an eye, six people fell to the ground clutching their throats!

Nima is also dangerous to watch the excitement, Nima Huaxia is really a place cursed by the gods, how can Nima, the dragon slaying venerable, still be a magician?

The black-clothed warriors who fell showed unwilling expressions one by one, and their thoughts were spinning in their minds.

The rest of the people were also taken aback. I never thought that when facing peerless masters like the emperor, the pig-headed masked man would choose to kill them first!

"Lao Tzu said that he would kill you first!" The voice of the pig-headed masked man was still floating in mid-air, and his man suddenly turned around, like a bolt of lightning, and rushed to the warrior of the round table who was armed with a bow and arrow!

Bang, bang......

The wild fists of the pig-headed masked man, wrapped in a mountain of gravity, smashed almost simultaneously on the bow and arrow in the hand of the retreating Round Table Warrior, and the spear that the middle-aged Round Table Warrior next to him came to the rescue.

Airplanes......

The middle-aged warrior of the round table only felt a tingling in his arm, and a violent dark energy like a raging sea surged into his arms, destroying his arms with impunity.

His arm lost sensation in an instant, and the man was forced to take a few sharp steps back, almost losing the spear in his hand with a shake of his hand.

As for the handsome warrior with blond hair and closed eyes, the fist of the man with a pig's head and mask was even more miserable, how could the little bow and arrow in his hand be able to resist? With a bang, the longbow string in his hand was broken by the fist, and the huge fist caught up with his retreating body.

He was like a balloon that had been knocked off, and his feet lifted off the ground, knocking down four or five black-clad warriors from the Inquisition, and then falling heavily to the ground.

He looked up, mouthing out blood.

But he saw the fist that the pig-headed masked general smashed at him, and a sword light suddenly sank into the throats of the two black-clothed warriors next to him who wanted to kill him!

Paralyzed, this guy actually has a flying knife hidden between his fingers!

No wonder his sword-sharp bowstring was broken by his flesh and blood. In an instant, he understood everything, and he understood more deeply the insidiousness of this pig-headed masked man. However, sometimes it is better to understand than not to understand. Because it made him directly depressed to death.

The pig-headed masked man didn't pause in the slightest, and his body pounced again, but it was aimed at the black-clothed warriors. I saw that he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, a punch and a kick were extremely simple, but those black-clothed warriors couldn't resist it.

Even if they are all first-class masters, even if they are much stronger than those gray-clothed people in Chu Yuan, even if they are the warriors of the Inquisition who were selected by the Pope from among countless believers and worked hard to cultivate, judge heresy on behalf of God, and judge the world on behalf of God, it is also difficult to escape this catastrophe of life and death!

Because they are dealing with a Satan, a god of death, a man whose gods cannot pronounce judgments!

"Bang!" When the pig-headed masked man struck the last black-clothed warrior with a blurred face, and his head was violently opened, there was silence all around.

Only the unextinguished cigarette at the corner of his mouth was burning, and only the murderous aura set off by red and white was roaring in the sky.

"Ding Ling!" The bell around the emperor's neck rang again.

The remaining two Round Table Samurai shook slightly and came back to their senses.

"You ......" looked at the pig-headed masked man with a fierce and murderous aura, even the demon god had to bow down and retreat, and looked at the warrior of the Inquisition, who had always been known for his blood and cruelty, and was tortured and killed into a corpse in a more violent and bloody way like chopping melons and vegetables, and a look of panic flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged warrior at the round table.

On the body of the pig-headed masked man, only a few tears were torn on his clothes, but there was no wound.

"How did the Inquisition intimidate the European continent in the past? That's because you're judging people who are hostile to the Yanhuang Holy Sect. Now, do you think your wings are stiff and your ambitions are big? Confucius sells articles in front of Confucius, and plays with a big knife in front of Guan Gong, you have met your ancestors! The cold voice of the pig-headed masked man rang out.

"You ......," the middle-aged Round Table warrior was about to argue.

"Ding Ling." The bell rang, and the emperor's indifferent voice echoed in their ears: "He is taking the opportunity to recover his strength, don't be fooled, join forces to kill him!" ”

As he spoke, he took the lead in coming out, and the Violent Holy Sword in his hand converged on the boundless brilliance, turned into a streamer, and slammed straight into the door of the pig-headed masked man!