The figure of the man in black staggered, and when he stabilized his body, he hurriedly raised his eyes to see that the golden figure had been swallowed by the wind, but the road ahead of him was also completely blocked.

"Damn the king!" the man in black stared at the golden tortoise shell that was thrown everywhere in the wind, and gritted his teeth for a while.

Although he wanted to see the damn Wang Ba being strangled to pieces by the wind, the latter was already approaching in his direction.

He reluctantly looked at the safe place behind the wind, and finally had to turn away in hatred.

Xiao Ba's figure was wandering in the Gangfeng, relying on his strong body and majestic spiritual power, these killers in the Nangong family looked like the Gangfeng was deadly, but they could only leave a faint white mark on his body.

Soon, this place became a Shura field, and whenever a killer of the Nangong family tried to escape from this area, he would be forced back by Xiao Bayi's punch.

When the first black-clothed killer was caught up in the wind, and the scene of being strangled appeared after less than half an hour, the rest of the people really began to fight desperately.

If you don't fight, you will die.

As the saying goes, the stronger a person's desire to survive, the stronger the energy that bursts out.

These killers of the Nangong family, in the face of Xiaoba's obstruction, do not hesitate to risk their lives, anyway, they are dead horizontally and vertically, and there is still a glimmer of life if they fight, and if they don't fight, there will be nothing.

Although Xiao Hachi is not afraid of these people's desperate counterattacks, the Gangfeng here is still a threat to it, especially when those Gangfeng collide with each other, the energy that bursts out is even more amazing, and even it can't say that it can guarantee that it will not be seriously injured.

After blasting a strong man in the early stage of the Spirit Venerable Realm into that Gang Feng with one punch, Xiao Hachi was also hit by two masters in the middle stage of the Spirit Venerable Realm and suffered some minor injuries.

Hachi slapped them with each other, and his body quickly burrowed into the wind.

The two masters in the middle stage of the Spirit Venerable Realm could only look at the golden figure that had burrowed into the wind with hatred, they didn't have the perverted physique of Xiao Ba, once they were involved, they would definitely die.

Now, there are only four masters of the Nangong family left in this area, one in the early stage of the Spirit Venerable Realm, and three in the middle of the Spirit Venerable Realm.

The remaining four Lingzun Realm early stage masters were all swept into the wind and strangled into pieces.

"This beast wants to strangle us with these Gangfeng without much effort!" The masters of the middle stage of the three Spirit Venerable Realms, back to back, leaned together, and an old man with gray hair looked at the golden figure in the gang wind coldly, gritting his teeth.

Beside them stood a young man, the last master of the early stage of the Spirit Venerable Realm.

It's just that his demeanor is a little sluggish at this time, and he can't tell that he is a master of the Spirit Venerable Realm.

"Look, this kid's guts have been scared. The old man turned his head to look at the somewhat wooden young man, and couldn't help but sneer.

"No wonder he watched his brother being torn to pieces by these damn Gangfeng, even if it were me, I'm afraid it would be a little unbearable. The other old man sighed.

"If Lao Tzu can get out alive, he must go to the West Sea, toss it well, and kill all those damn kings!" the gray-haired old man spat fiercely and shouted.

"Yohe, what's the matter, the surname Xu has a long temper?" The last master in the middle of the Lingzun Realm, who looked like a middle-aged man, couldn't help but laugh while listening to the gray-haired old man's words, "Do you think that the person from the West Sea is a soft persimmon that can make you knead it wantonly?"

"I'm afraid that when I get to the West Sea, I won't be able to brag much about it, and I will already be slaughtered by that group of beasts. The middle-aged man laughed and said.

"The surname is Xu, Lao Tzu can't brag about it?!" The gray-haired old man blushed, turned his head and glared at the middle-aged man fiercely.

"You call bragging, not drafting. The white-haired old man gave him a blank look.

"What's more, that Wang Ba is not from the West Sea. The white-haired old man squinted at the golden figure in the wind, his eyes full of coldness.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care where it is, even if it's not the king of the West Sea, it's still not the king?" The gray-haired old man snorted fiercely and said hatefully, "Lao Tzu is on the same bar as Wang Ba in this life, if I am lucky enough to get out alive, I will see one and kill the other!"

"Don't brag about it, don't say if you can get out alive, what can you do with this Wang Ba in front of you?" The middle-aged man sneered and continued to dismantle the stage.

"Damn, surnamed Xu, you have to do it with me, don't you?!" the gray-haired old man roared in annoyance.

"It's not that I'm going to tear you down, it's because there's no way we're going to get out alive. The middle-aged man looked around and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Even if I successfully enter the late stage of the Spirit Venerable Realm now, I still can't get out." ”

When the gray-haired old man heard this, he couldn't help but be silent, not only him, but the other two were also silent, in fact, they knew in their hearts that they really couldn't get out.

There was a gang wind on all sides, and the gang wind that even the Spirit Venerable Realm powerhouses could tear to pieces was not something they could compete with.

"Tut-tut, I always thought that there was nothing for us humans to look at as a lowly creature like Warcraft. The middle-aged man looked at the golden tortoise shell that kept flying, but it never shattered, and couldn't help but sigh.

"But today, in such a situation, I envy their perverted bodies, which can withstand such a terrifying wind. There was a look of envy in his eyes.

"What, do you envy Wang Ba?" The gray-haired old man finally grabbed the middle-aged man's handle, and teased him in a weird manner, "I can't see it, surnamed Xu, your taste is very unique?"

"In fact, if you want to become a king, it's simple. The gray-haired old man looked strange, and glanced at the top of the middle-aged man's head, intentionally or unintentionally.

"The surname is Xu, if you can get out alive, I have to kill you. The middle-aged man glanced at him lightly.

"Lao Tzu has walked more roads than you have ever eaten salt, you think Lao Tzu and I am afraid of you. The gray-haired old man pursed his lips and said disdainfully.

"If you can get out alive, I'll be a judge for you. The white-haired old man said with a smile.

"I'm cheering you guys. The silent young man came up with such a sentence for no reason, but it made the three of them laugh.

"The surname Xu, the surname Xu, and you, the little doll, dare to fight with the old man?" The white-haired old man laughed out loud, looking at the golden figure that walked out of the gangfeng, "Even if you want to die, why do you have to drag one on?"

"Isn't it too much of a loss to drag one out of four?" the gray-haired old man twisted his neck and chuckled.

"A demonic beast in the middle of the Spirit Venerable Realm, it's almost there. The middle-aged man took out the long knife hanging from his waist and laughed lightly.

"The one surnamed Xu, who died later?" the gray-haired old man stuck out his tongue, licked the bright red dagger in his hand, and said with a smile.

"The surname Xu, it stands to reason that the older ones don't die faster?" the middle-aged man joked.