Hengjun Court, deep in the woods.

There were several warriors in tattered clothes and covered in blood who were running quickly into the depths.

These warriors all looked flustered, their eyes trembled, but there was more joy in their eyes for the rest of their lives, as well as unbelievable happiness.

After all, there is nothing more joyful in this world than being alive.

In front of the many warriors who were running wildly, there was a black-clothed figure with an even more crazy expression, which was the first warrior to escape from Yong Zhan's hands.

Compared with the state of mind of the martial artist behind him, the ups and downs in his heart are naturally more intense, and there is nothing more thrilling than walking in front of the ghost gate.

ran all the way, and everyone didn't dare to turn back, for fear that the warriors from other heavens would catch up again, so they could only run for their lives.

In this way, after going deep for an hour, when I saw the small pavilion in the forest from a distance, I finally slowed down a little and approached cautiously.

"Whew, whew, whew..."

The warriors entered the small pavilion with pale faces, and sat directly on the ground, panting for breath, which could be regarded as truly relaxed.

"Really, really terrible. ”

A martial artist wiped the sweat from his face, looked at the injuries on his body again, and eased it for a while before he said in horror: "Where is this Beitianque, what kind of small sect has just been established?"

"Where is it that has taken down the Bafang Gate by disgraceful means? The ruthlessness of these people alone is enough to make the people of the Bafang Gate unable to eat and walk away. ”

"Who's to say it isn't?"

Not far from his side, a martial artist was bowing his head to deal with the injuries on his body, and he sighed lightly when he heard this: "And there must be a more terrifying existence in Quezhong, but it didn't come out." ”

"It is rumored that there are still powerhouses in the realm of the Martial Sect in Beitianque. ”

The black-clothed warrior nodded slightly, and he also thought deeply about this, and then said in a deep voice: "I even killed the old Devil May Cry Evergreen of Qimu Villa in that battle, and now it seems that it must be true." ”

"In this way, it is not a loss for me to kneel and beg for my life in front of everyone, at least I still survived intact, compared with losing some face, it is really a blessing in misfortune. ”

Everyone nodded in unison when they heard this, their faces were calm, and their eyes were extremely happy, they thought deeply about this, and they did not have the slightest resentment because they knelt on the ground to survive.

People are always like this, if there is a difference between the two, they will be resentful and resentful, and they will want to take revenge, but if the gap is very large, they will be in awe, and even be grateful because they are alive, which is probably the root of human inferiority.

"But..."

At this time, the warrior who had been sitting a little farther away came out, with a hesitant expression on his face, but he still said, "Is the reward that the man promised us still counted?"

"What do you say?"

There was a warrior who responded angrily, his face was full of annoyance, and he couldn't even care about the injuries on his body: "It's really unfavorable, unlucky, things haven't been done well, even if there is no pay, it may cause big trouble." ”

"If other people ignore it, forget it, but once we think about it in hindsight, and then settle the accounts later, we will really live the life of outlaws. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent, and the joy on their faces for the rest of their lives disappeared, replaced by a face full of sadness and apprehension.

This kind of possibility of questioning afterwards is not uncommon, after all, it is not a good thing to be spread by someone who comes to the door to shout that he is still alive, and it is even more detrimental to the majesty of the sect.

"Afraid of what?"

Among them, there was also a martial artist who opened his mouth slightly, with a solemn expression on his face, and said in a deep voice: "This heavenly domain is so vast, does Don Tianque really think that he occupies the Hengjun Court, is the Jun family thousands of years ago?"

"It's a big deal, a few of our brothers have entered other sects, and they can still be worshipped, so it's good to enjoy the shade with their backs to the big tree, and besides, although there are many martial artists in the Martial King Realm in the Heavenly Domain, there are definitely not many, right?"

Hearing this, everyone nodded slightly, and they all felt that it made sense, and the anxiety in their hearts relaxed a little.

"Hey, there you go!"

At this time, another warrior slapped his thigh and shouted, but he pulled the teeth that hurt from the wound and grinned, but his eyes were shining: "Why don't we take refuge in other Tianque?"

"Take refuge in another Tianque?"

Everyone was stunned, but they didn't think about it, and they couldn't help but look at each other a little and feel very surprised.

"It makes sense, if you enter another Tianque, you will naturally not be afraid of people from other Tianque looking for trouble, after all, everyone is your own person, isn't there still a misunderstanding in the past?" Some people think it makes sense, and there are thoughts rising in their hearts, but some people scoff, and there is deep disdain in their words: "What are you kidding? Who will be friends with someone who insults you? You better stop daydreaming, it's better to be sober." ”

"The most important thing is that the demon plague in Lanhe Xilin is over, and the five major sects have their hands freed up and may not know what to do with other Tianque, if they are angry and angry, do you want to be buried together?"

For a while, there were different opinions, and everyone was really justified, but there was no good way left and right, but it was just a random guess, and the mediocrity disturbed itself.

"No way!"

The black-clothed warrior snorted lightly, his eyes were firm and solemn, attracting everyone's attention, and he heard him say in a deep voice: "This reward must be obtained." ”

The warriors were stunned, their faces were slightly hesitant, and they couldn't help but lack confidence in their hearts: "But..."

"No, but. ”

The black-clothed warrior had a tough attitude, and there was no room for negotiation, and there was a little cold lingering in his words: "Our brother has paid such a big price, how can we run for nothing?"

"Only when we get paid, can we buy the cultivation resources we need and become stronger, otherwise it is not a long-term solution to send people under the fence, it is just a thug raised by people, and a wolf dog for people to trend. ”

When these words came out, everyone felt something, and the gaze in their eyes gradually became firm, and they reached an agreement, indeed, in this chaotic heavenly domain, the death ground that regards human life as a mustard, if it is not its own strength, how can it live safely?

"Humph!"

It's just that suddenly, an indifferent cold voice came out, waking everyone up: "It's ridiculous that you didn't do what you had to explain, and you still wanted to ask for compensation." "Zero Zero Book House

When everyone heard this, their hearts were cold, and their eyes suddenly became slightly cold, and they all stood up, and their eyes converged in the direction where the voice came from.

"Tapp..."

Immediately, the sound of footsteps sounded coldly, and I saw four figures with murderous intent lingering on their bodies.

The first person had a rickety body, an old face, and a luxurious robe, obviously not a mortal, especially in a pair of cloudy pupils, but there was still a light that shot out, sharp and compelling.

Behind the old man, the three of them are walking side by side, or a big man with a scar on his face, or a middle-aged man with a ruthless face, or an old man with a proud expression and a bit of empty eyes.

There were only three people behind the old man, but the powerful pressure on the three of them was like a tide, and they were fiercely suppressed, enveloping all the warriors.

"Late Martial King!"

The black-clothed warrior's face was ugly, he didn't expect that the old man would bring the three martial artists of the late stage of the martial king realm, obviously because he was afraid that they would use force.

Or rather, he was the one who didn't pay from the beginning, and wanted to empty the gloves of the white wolf, so that he seemed to call them like a dog, and he didn't give bones.

"Boom!"

The black-clothed warrior was powerful and powerful, and his face was ugly, and he suddenly stepped forward, and roared angrily: "Kuang Buqi, what do you mean by this? Do you want to call our brothers for nothing?"

"Heh..."

Kuang Buqi's old face smiled coldly, and his eyes were full of disdain, but more of it was shrewd calculation: "What do you mean by calling in vain? We have negotiated the price from the beginning." ”

"You are looking for trouble for Beitianque, the more troublesome the better, it is best to destroy Beitianque, and then we can pay the price according to the results you have made, no problem, right?"

As for this, the smile on Kuang Buqi's face was even more sarcastic: "But now? You have no results at all, and you still want to be paid? Isn't there something wrong with your brain?"

"You!"

The black-clothed warrior's face was ugly, but he couldn't speak, he wanted to be ruthless, and he was afraid of the three people behind Kuang Buqi, he knew that he didn't have the ability to fight beyond the level, let alone fight three battles, so he could only swallow the bitter fruit.

In such a situation, it is really a loss to the lady and the soldiers, and there is no right to speak, so he can only retreat, the black-clothed warrior glanced at Kuang Buqi and the three of them coldly, and said: "Okay, today's matter, we admit it." ”

"But the mountains and rivers are far away, and the coming days are long, and we will have a period later!"

After saying that, the black-clothed warrior didn't wait for Kuang Buqi to speak, he turned around and beckoned everyone to leave.

"Huh..."

But at the moment when the black-clothed warrior turned around, there was a burst of awe-inspiring power from behind, and a strong killing force attacked coldly, hitting his heart.

The black-clothed warrior is a powerhouse in the middle realm of the Martial King, even if he is injured, it is not ordinary and comparable, and the moment he felt the weirdness behind him, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he couldn't care about it, and forcibly used his spiritual power to turn around and slap a palm.

The moment he turned around, he saw a hideous smiling face with a scar on his face approaching, and his big hand clenched into a fist and slammed into it.

"Boom!"

The fists and palms touched, and the strong power of the Martial King realm erupted in horror, setting off a frenzy.

The warriors didn't have time to react, and they were directly forced back under this amazing power, and only after taking a few steps did their eyes be bloodshot, and their faces stopped with ugly faces.

"Poof..."

At the same time, the black-clothed warrior flew out upside down in the dust wave, and a bloodlet blood was ruthlessly spit out from his mouth, drawing a piercing line, which was cold and cold.

"Bang!"

The body of the black-clothed warrior was slammed to the ground, and it bounced up several times before it fell down heavily, and there was no blood on his pale face, and the aura around him was also depressed to the extreme.

"Big brother!"

Seeing this, the warriors' eyes were full of crimson, their eyes were split, and they hurriedly ran forward, but they retracted their hands like an electric shock after a light probe, and the injuries on their bodies were so serious that they were almost on the verge of death, and they couldn't be easily touched at all.

"Hey, you're not dead?"

As the suspicious voices in the dust waves came out, the big man with scars on his face had already approached, and with a terrifying coercion, he fell mercilessly, obviously not planning to let him go.

"Heh..."

At this time, a chuckle came out, but it was a middle-aged martial artist with a grim face who jokingly spoke: "Gukong, you can't handle an injured martial king, it's too much, right?"

"I'm skeptical about this cooperation, don't you pull us back?"

"Ding Yucheng, you shut up Lao Tzu!"

Gu Kong smiled fiercely, and the scar on his face became more and more clear, but he didn't stop, and continued to step forward: "The appetizers should also be tasted well, right?"

"Look at it carefully, a plate of fragrant flesh and blood stew is about to be made, and killing people is what I am best at. ”

Gu Kong didn't put a few injured martial kings in his eyes, saying that his eyes were full of murderous power, his face was full of bloodthirsty fanaticism, he directly reached out and clenched his fist, clenched it hard, and was about to kill him.

Kuang Buqi and the three of them looked at Gu Kong, and they were also a little interested, staring intently, wondering how the madman in front of them would show his violence.

The black-clothed warrior felt the attacking killing opportunity, and his eyes widened with difficulty, but he couldn't make the slightest struggle, and he couldn't open his mouth if he wanted to persuade him, so he could only watch a few brothers block in front of him.

Seeing this, Gu Kong's bloodthirsty killing intent in his eyes was even worse, and the power of his fist became more and more violent, and then he ignored it, and directly blasted out a big punch with a hideous expression: "It's okay, then I'll send you on the road together!"

"Ding..."

It's just that at the moment when the fist burst out, a subtle cold glow suddenly flashed, wrapped in a cold chill, and it was imprinted in everyone's eyes.