"Little thing, are you sure you want to be my enemy?" The old poison looked at Xie Siji, and then stared at Wu Xian, who was holding a steel fork, and raised his eyebrows and said softly.

Although he said it softly, it was accompanied by endless cruelty and ridicule, as soon as these words came out, even the air seemed to be cold, and it made people's bodies stagnant for a while, but this kind of deterrence did not stop Wu from paying attention.

"Fighting for the Scorpion King Valley, it's not a pity to die!" The sonorous words were full of passion, and they encouraged all the disciples of the Scorpion King Valley, this inconspicuous fifth senior brother was heroic, he regarded death as home, neither humble nor arrogant, and was very worthy of the respect of others.

"That's okay, I'll fulfill your loyalty, the Four Poison Sect, who wants to fight this battle!" The old poison is smart, he killed the other party's elite disciples in seconds in the first formation before, which can be regarded as opening a door for the Four Poisons, but at this time, in the face of the challenge, he looked behind him, after all, he really didn't need him to make a move, and he also improved his position invisibly.

"The lord will rest for the time being, and I will take this kind of role, of course!" It was not someone else who spoke, it was Lai Zhaoyi among the five monsters of the Golden Toad, more than ten days ago he suffered a secret loss in the hands of Wu Gongling, it was obvious that he also felt that the prestige of his Golden Toad Water Village was discredited in the Four Poison Gate, and he still couldn't raise his head, and now he is attacking the Scorpion King Valley, in the face of these small roles, of course he has to move back to a game, so he will be so happy, and besides, he may only play a small role now, but once there are still masters hidden in the Scorpion King Valley, then he will inevitably touch a nose of dust if he shoots again, so for them, it is particularly important to grasp the opportunity。

"The lord of Lai Zhai has a heart, then be careful! The old man will give you a boost in the back!" The old poison looked happy, nodded very happily, and then retreated and vacated the battlefield.

Lai Zhao was ready to go, and his spirit was extraordinarily full.

"You are the big toad of the five monsters of the Golden Toad? I heard that among the five toads, you are the most powerful, and today I want to learn and learn!" Wu Jing knew that the other party was powerful, and his eyes were still full of fighting spirit.

The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing the arrogance that a disciple of the Scorpion King Valley should have, and the steel fork in his hand was lightly raised, and his body flickered, and he took the lead in stabbing towards Lai Zhao on the opposite side like the wind.

"I'm whew!" Lai Zhao frowned, a touch of contempt appeared on his rough face, he didn't pay attention to the person in front of him at all, he took a sip, and he swayed.

His eyes were like torches, releasing a cold light, and in the face of the purple steel fork coming from the wind, he didn't care about it at all, and his burly body stood there quietly, still indifferent to the steel fork held up by the other party and inserted into his heart.

He stood there with a faint smile, and no measures were taken, and under the stunned gaze of the crowd, the steel fork broke through the freezing point and pierced Lai Zhaoyi's heart.

This moment was too simple, and it was too unexpected for others, so that a look of surprise appeared on the faces of the people present, could it be that Jin Toad Water Village, one of the four giants of the Four Poison Sects that had just chosen to appear, was so vulnerable?

Everyone held their breath, and this moment seemed to freeze, and even Xie Siji's eyes showed a touch of ecstasy, and he seemed to see a glimmer of hope. All the Scorpion King Valley disciples seemed to see a glimmer of victory.

However, at this time, Jing Chong didn't think so, Lai Zhaoyi's strength was obvious to all, with the strength of this Wu Xian, at most it was only in the late stage of the Yin Junction Realm, and it was simply impossible to defeat the enemy with a single move with the steel fork in his hand, and the gap between the two sides was not only the gap between the two realms, but also the gap in strength.

As expected, at the moment when the steel fork was just next to Lai Zhao's mouth, the breath up and down his body suddenly became stronger, and a strong and incomparably thick wind arose spontaneously from the inside out, it was like a big mountain, unstoppable, let Wu pay attention to how to push hard, the purple steel fork still couldn't advance a bit, not only that, but at this time, he actually found that the steel fork that had just been stabbed out was completely still there, and it became difficult to take it back.

couldn't help but change his complexion, and Wu Xian also changed from the faint ecstasy just now to a hungry and solemn face, and at the same time, he also felt a powerful aura that could not be violated from the steel fork.

The next moment he only felt that the steel fork in his hand moved, but it was not the movement she imagined, because it was not moving forward, but on the contrary, it was retreating in its own direction, and the force of retreat was very large, and it did not retreat quickly according to his own wishes.

The trend is unstoppable, his whole person seems to be controlled, he can't control his body, he can't control his weapon, under his stunned gaze, after the subsequent fork handle trembled, it was mercilessly pierced into his chest.

Such a strange scene made people feel overwhelmed, and even more gave people an illusion that everyone mistakenly thought that the fork handle was still in Wu Xian's hands, but he was attacking with all his might.

The sound of popping was soft, and the splashed blood flowers were mixed with fragments and splashed to the ground, and the scarlet blood stained the earth red like splashed ink, and with the fragments, it was more like a withered flower.

Wu Xian only felt that his chest suddenly broke in half from the middle, and his heart and body were separated in an instant, a long-lost heart-piercing coldness made people very happy for a short time, but then it was that kind of heart-rending pain.

"Ahh

It's really weird, and it's too cruel, a few people who were alive before breathing, at this time they were lying on the ground with their faces twisted and convulsing, and they froze there in a short time, their desperate eyes were full of unwillingness, and there was a bit of shame in their unwillingness, it was obvious that this trace of shame was aimed at Xie Siji, but he couldn't say what he thought in his heart anymore.

The bloody picture is extremely tragic!

In a short period of time, the top ten disciples went to two like this, and among the disciples of the entire Scorpion King Valley, the pot suddenly exploded.

"Fifth Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother!" all kinds of heart-rending shouts still couldn't save the cruel scene, and the originally lively inner courtyard was also reduced to a Shura battlefield in an instant.

"I'm fighting with you!" Xie Siji's eyes cracked, he completely fell into madness, the steel fork in his hand danced like flying, and once again he wanted to attack the enemy, but as soon as he rushed out, he was immediately stopped by the two disciples behind him, and at the same time, the figure shook and two young people aged twenty-five or sixteen stood out.

"Eighth Senior Brother, Ninth Senior Brother, you retreat!" Xie Siji wanted to stop these two, but found that there was no effect at all, these two were the same as Wu Xian, they belonged to hot-blooded young people, each holding a blade in his hand, and stabbed towards Lai Zhaoyi.

The combination of these two people is obviously much stronger than Wu Zhizhu, but the gap in the strength of the two sides is still obvious, Lai Zhaoyi's golden toad is shedding, he is not afraid of any of their attacks at all, and the two of them are fighting around, although they will not be defeated in a short time, but it is impossible to win easily.

That is, after more than 20 rounds of fighting, he was punched and kicked by Lai Zhao one by one, swept away, and flew out with all kicks. Fortunately, this time the two joined forces, although they were kicked, they did not take their lives, and even so, they were still injured.

Struggling with their bodies, they still had to step forward to fight, but they found that the figure flashed, and five more figures jumped out in a string, and when they looked at it, it turned out to be five ordinary elite disciples, some of these people were in the realm of battle qi, and some were still in the realm of blood qi, with such courage, it was obvious that they had already put life and death aside.

All the disciples were eager to try, and invisibly the Scorpion King Valley also composed a tragic battle song.

However, this battle is more like a one-sided slaughter, Lai Zhaoyi is invulnerable all over his body, a pair of hands is more like the sickle of death, a few breaths of time, three out of five people were torn and crushed, scarlet blood mixed with all kinds of bits and pieces sprinkled all over the ground, these people ended up with the same fate as Wu Xian, the miserable picture, it looks like people can't help but be disgusted, Lai Zhaoyi is like a devil from hell, his hands are stained with sin.

Jing Chong really can't stand it, this kind of cruelty completely exterminates human nature, and such a unilateral massacre is simply a desecration of life.

He held the blood qi steel knife hidden in the tight place, and just as the breath above and below Zhou's body was about to be released, he found that seven figures stood in the crowd opposite, and the seven figures were lined up, some were tall, some were low, some were fat, some were thin, some were male and some were female, and some were beautiful and some were ugly, but no matter what, a touch of righteousness that was difficult to violate appeared on their faces.

Among them, there are swords, swords, burdens, and fans, this combination is very different, but the degree of coordination is very strong, they come silently, but they are like messengers sent by heaven, pure and unstained.

This group of people is not a bystander, it is the seven companions led by Qi Li, they can come forward, which is unexpected by Jing Chong, but it is also expected, seeing them, it also quickly calmed down the grieving heart.

After all, the tacit understanding between them has reached a peak, but he didn't expect that Qi Li and Lu Tianyun, who had always been cautious, why they didn't make some steady plans this time, the group of combat power in front of them was far from being comparable to them.

However, they can do this, but they are very happy, young people, they are bloody, dare to do and fight, they belong to the true nature of good men.

For a while, Jing Chong's heart was boiling, and he also wanted to jump out and join the team, but after thinking about it, it was better not to expose it for the time being, first, he also wanted to really take a look at the overall strength of his companions, and secondly, he wanted to secretly observe the potential threat, once his companions were in danger, he would also help them save the day by surprise.

According to the frenzy in his heart, Jing Chong's eyes were like fire, he slowly put back the blood qi steel knife, and his breath also converged, and his eyes wandered away, staring at the seven companions who were strolling in the battlefield.