"Hey, I really hate myself like that. www.biquge.info Although I promised Lin Xian'er that I would definitely hold you back, it's a pity that I have never been a reputable person. Si Nian shook his head and threw the flying knife back to Li Xunhuan.

Li Xunhuan looked at Si Nian lightly with a pair of vicissitudes of life, and after a while, he smiled softly: "I have seen a few people who have fallen into demons, but no one has ever been more interesting than you." ”

Li Xunhuan is gone, he needs to go to see Ah Fei and stop Lin Xian'er.

Si Nian stood in the wind, surrounded by the remnants of the two after the battle.

He turned on the transmission: "You can go up the mountain." Then, his figure also dissipated into the wind.

"Shangguan Jinhong, you and I are only half a catty and eight taels, is it interesting to fight?" After the little beggar descended the dragon and the eighteen palms of the dragon were repentant, he withdrew his hand and looked at Shangguan Jinhong.

"If you stay here, we can continue drinking and talking." Shangguan Jinhong held the mother ring in his hand and stood indifferently opposite the little beggar.

"Hey, I can live as leisurely as I want. However, why do you have to make a scene of unifying the rivers and lakes......" As he spoke, the little beggar was worried about the situation on the top of the mountain, so he stopped talking nonsense, and slapped Shangguan Jinhong with one palm.

Shangguan Jinhong knew the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and he didn't want to get close to him, so he just pestered him, fighting and retreating.

But at this moment, an ominous feeling arose in his heart. Then he flashed, and a burst of energy passed through his waist.

"Asgen?! What are you doing! Shangguan Jinhong turned around and saw that the aura actually shot out from the hands of the black-robed man behind him, and the black-robed man was Asgen.

Asgen didn't reply, just stood there motionless. Then eight black shadows swept through the forest and pounced on Shangguan Jinhong!

"You can leave." Asgen said calmly to the little beggar.

The little beggar looked at him, frowned slightly, and didn't ask more, just thanked: "Thank you!" Then he galloped to the top of the mountain.

"Bang!" Shangguan Jinhong is worthy of being the top master in the rivers and lakes, even if eight people besiege him, he can shake the eight people away strongly!

"Asgen, do you think you can rebel by finding people from the eight realms?" Shangguan Jinhong reprimanded in a low voice.

"It's none of my business to rebel, it's enough to kill you." Asgen snapped his fingers, and the attack of eight people forced Shangguan Jinhong to fight with all his might.

Although there are only five realm realms and three realm peaks, it also makes Shangguan Jinhong, a person who has just touched the Divine Dao, unable to withstand the continuous attacks.

Shangguan Jinhong's heart sank to the bottom, and the eight people joined forces to force themselves to defend all the time.

He had to worry about his life at the moment, because there was a chief shaman guarding him next to him......

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The sad monk finally made a move, because he had seen the fierce battle between Qingfeng and Lin Xian'er on the top of the mountain, and those brilliant lights seemed to send him a signal: they were all forced to take out the hole cards at the bottom of the box!

"Amitabha, since I killed you alone, I can save everyone, monk, I will sin once......"

The sad monk fanned his sleeves, and the Shaolin peerless "dragon claw" grabbed Guo Songyang with a low roar.

Guo Songyang was already inseparable from the Blood Bodhisattva, but now as soon as the sad monk joined the battlefield, he instantly felt a heavy pressure.

He had to parry and retreat, unable to fight back.

Finally, after a while, Guo Songyang's indifferent eyes seemed to have made up his mind, and after dodging the attack of the two, he took his left hand out of his arms, and then four silver needles appeared.

He slammed into the four acupuncture points on his head to stimulate his potential and enhance his internal strength!

"Boom!" Guo Songyang's whole body became manic, and his whole body was steaming, and the internal qi he used was really even worse than before.

"No wonder you dare to stop the two of us alone, it's a bit of a doorway!" The Blood Bodhisattva snorted coldly, and a compassionate white light swirled around his body, and a Sanskrit sound was loud.

The sad monk became kind in the Sanskrit sound, and his hands turned into palms, "Great Compassion Palm!" A golden light shot out of his hand and imprinted on Guo Songyang's chest, who had no time to parry.

Even though Guo Songyang used the silver needle to stimulate his potential, he couldn't withstand the blow of the sad monk's Buddhist path.

"Poof!" Guo Songyang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and before he could stand up, the Blood Bodhisattva had another palm, and this palm killed him......

"Divine Palm!"

The sword breaks, and the person dies.

Guo Songyang, who was once ranked fourth in the weapon spectrum by Bai Xiaosheng, lost his life in this nameless mountain forest.

After the wind, it took away his soul and thoughts.

The sad monk stepped on gray cloth shoes, walked to Guo Songyang's side, and bowed his head slightly: "Amitabha! ”

Black shirt, black pants, black socks, black shoes......

And the black scabbard, and the long black hair he had scattered on the ground......

Even when he died, his expression remained indifferent. Not sad or happy, no other color hanging on the face.

"I hope Lord Guo Shi will ascend to Bliss as soon as possible," the Blood Bodhisattva and the Sad Monk stepped over his corpse and walked towards the top ......of the mountain......

Ah Fei's sword is really the best murderous sword in the rivers and lakes, although both one-handed and Shui Qingbo have dodged several of his fatal injuries, but many people lying on the ground now have not dodged his fatal sword.

These people are masters who spontaneously come from the rivers and lakes, and they are eager to see what kind of grand occasion will be at the top of the mountain where legends gather.

However, the reality is cruel, and the rivers and lakes are even more cruel, their lives are not important at all in Ah Fei's eyes, they are like ants, they can be pinched to death by reaching out.

Single hand and Shui Qingbo are also cruel, in order to save internal strength, they did not remind, did not help, and watched batch after batch of people being killed by Ah Fei.

When Ah Fei had no one to kill, they teamed up again to drag Ah Fei here.

Such a fast sword, such a sword that can kill, if he is placed on the top of the mountain, no one dares to think about the consequences.

When another wave of martial arts masters died under Ah Fei's sword, the faces of Shan Yi and Shui Qingbo sank, they already felt very tired, and they could no longer stop Ah Fei's sword.

Although they were cruel to that group of martial arts masters, they were even more cruel to themselves.

They are fully capable of escaping, but they are also guarding to the death, not letting Ah Fei leave here for a single step.

They are now exhausted, but they still haven't escaped, they just need to drag Ah Fei as much as possible.

Without Ah Fei on the top of the mountain, hope will still exist.

If their hope exists, the hope of the whole of China will not be extinguished.

The only thing they can believe now is that a group of partners who are not partners can kill Lin Xian'er to the top of Mount Tai!

In this way, even if they are reborn now, they can safely step into the novice village and start over......