Early the next morning, Ji Zhi took Zhao Yalong and ran to the reception in the north of the Exorcism Gate.

Zhao Yalong couldn't help but say, "Young Master, don't be in a hurry. Ling'er is so seriously injured, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to recover. ”

Zhao Yalong's comfort ability can be compared to Yang Lao, which made Ji Zhi even more anxious, and he couldn't help but say that he set off with Zhao Yalong in his arms.

It is said that the exorcism gate is already in a hurry at this time, and it is very busy.

Without him, it is the secret realm of the exorcism gate - the Nine Yin Spirit Cave has an accident, and the endless resentment rises from the cave during the third watch, dyeing half of the sky gray, the world is a gloomy color, and the shadow covers the entire city.

The Exorcism Gate has stood for thousands of years, and there has never been such a disappearance. The head of the Xuan-level pinnacle "Phantom Yin Old Man" immediately ordered to block the exorcism gate, and the "Blood Devouring Spirit Array" of the Guardian Array will run day and night, and the birds will not be able to cross, and those who enter will die if they are below the golden pill.

Ji Zhi felt that something was wrong as soon as he left the inn, and when he saw a monk on the side of the road walking in a hurry, he couldn't help but step forward and ask: "This friend, I don't know what happened, why can't I see anyone everywhere." ”

The monk carried the big axe on his back and said anxiously: "Something is wrong, the exorcism gate is now open and the city gate is closed." Come with me to the city and discuss with you how to get out. ”

At this time, hundreds of monks from other sects had gathered in the square in the city, and the people and mortals of the Exorcism Sect were all closed, and there were no people everywhere, and the top sects in the northern Xinjiang were like ghosts at this time. At the head was none other than the Iron Fist Sect Elder, the "Iron Arm" of the early Xuan-level monk.

I saw him raise his arms and exhale, and the monks who were talking around him immediately fell silent, and the power of the Xuan-level monks could be seen from this.

The iron-armed old man said loudly: "Last night, I was awakened by the resentment. I immediately rose to the sky, only to see that half of the sky was dyed a miserable white color, and today I opened the gate protection array to prevent me from leaving the city, shouldn't the exorcism gate give an explanation?"

The monks all around responded one after another.

I saw an old man in black suddenly disdainfully said: "I have a reputation for thousands of years in the Exorcism Sect, and now there is a big event in the door, do I still have to explain it to you Sect Monks." ”

"What kind of reputation, such an evil style as the exorcism door, where does the reputation come from. One of the monks shouted.

"Last night was full of resentment, what did you do with our relatives and friends?"

"My Ten Thousand Swords Sect is nearly ten Xuan-level powers, is it also the lower sect?"

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The old man in black was furious, his sleeves flipped up, and countless ghosts howled and screamed at the noisy group of monks. The power of the Xuan-level cultivator's blow, and all the spirit-level cultivators dodged one after another.

The iron arm said angrily: "Shameless horseman, do you want to start a war with my Northern Immortal Sect?"

The old man in black said indifferently: "Are you also worthy of the Immortal Gate? Our Exorcism Sect will become the first Immortal Gate in Northern Xinjiang." ”

The iron arm exclaimed: "Could it be that the old man of Phantom Yin has broken through the Xuan level?"

The old man in black felt speechless, no longer answered, and said in a low voice: "The sixth elder of the Exorcism Sect, the early stage monk of the Xuan level Broken Spirit Hand leads Your Excellency's high moves. ”

The iron arm shook his head to himself and said: "Impossible, if the Phantom Yin is promoted to the Golden Pill, then why do you have to hide your head and tail in the Exorcism Gate, and even open the big array, not like the promotion to the Immortal Gate, but like a catastrophe." ”

The old man in black shook his head and said, "The matter has come to this point, there is no need to say more." If I win, I ask you to stay for a few days, and I don't want to make a mortal enmity with you and other sects. ”

The iron arm smiled: "My iron arm has been crisscrossing the northern frontier for nearly a hundred years, how can you defeat it as a junior?"

The monks responded one after another, and some even shouted the name of the iron arm, like a mortal.

Ji Zhi shook his head silently, and whispered to Zhao Yalong: "Xiaobai, it's better to ask for others than for yourself, I think this iron arm is unreliable." ”

Zhao Yalong said angrily: "You can do it, aren't you just a Xuan-level cultivator, isn't your ability to cultivate heaven-level exercises be solved in minutes?"

Ji Zhi blushed and didn't dare to say more. He found that the dogs he raised were getting more and more excessive, but they often made a lot of sense, and sometimes reminded him of Yang Lao, so he didn't refute it.

The old man in black was also a resolute figure, and he didn't say much, and countless dark rays hit the iron arm.

The spiritual-level monks retreated one after another, freeing up a large area of space.

The iron arm snorted coldly, and his fists were as solid as a rock, and he took the blow without dodging or dodging.

Ji Zhi also secretly cheered when he saw it, the power of this iron arm was like that of Yang Lao back then.

The iron arm laughed: "The light of the rice grains also shines, and the rats also eat me with a punch." I saw that his arms had completely turned black, and as soon as his feet were up, the big black fist was already close to the eyes of the old man in black.

The old man in black did not move his feet, and his body shifted three feet, easily dodging the punch.

Iron Arm was horrified in his heart, as a disciple of the martial arts sect, he knew the martial arts of "hard can not be long, soft can not be kept". At this time, his majestic attack was to pull the old man in black into the quagmire of his iron fist.

The Exorcism Gate has always been known for its gloomy and sinister poison, once the passive defense must not last for a long time, it will win.

But the old man in black easily dodged his own killing blow and let his punch fall into the air, and the iron arm understood that what was followed was the stormy combo of the broken spirit hand, and it was difficult to take back the initiative.

Sure enough, the old man in black had a thought, summoned hundreds of mortal ghosts, and attacked the iron arm one after another.

The iron arm punched one by one, not daring to let the yin soul touch him, once the yin soul entered the body, he would be in a big mess and unbearable to fight.

The spirit-level monks around them were still shouting loudly, cheering for the Iron Arm senior.

Only discerning people like Ji Zhi and Zhao Yalong know that this iron arm has fallen into the quagmire, and I am afraid it will be difficult to win.

The iron arm is unspeakable, and his reputation for decades cannot be ruined today, so he decided to fight with all his strength and never lose.

He shouted: "Junior Broken Spirit Hand, I won't deceive you, my next punch will use seven points of strength, if you can't take it, withdraw your strength, I won't kill you." ”

The old man in black sneered, he knew that the iron arm should be the end of the crossbow now, but he was also secretly wary.

Iron Arm no longer cared about the mortal ghost, he shouted a few times, his arms had turned blue, it was the secret method of the Iron Fist Gate - "Broken Fist".

The old man in black said angrily: "Even the secret method has been used, do you want to share life and death with me?"

Iron Arm ignored it, and punched the old man in black into the air, and in an instant, he had already punched him ninety-nine eighty-one. But they were all blocked by the yin spirit summoned by the old man in black.

In just a few seconds, the Broken Spirit Hand had already lost several spirit-level Yin Souls.

The face of the old man in black gradually became gloomy, and he was dressed in black without wind.

"Have you fought enough?" said the old man in black ruthlessly, "I have endured it, but you have no mercy or appreciation. Don't blame me then. ”