Qiao Xiaocang gritted his teeth, he thought that he could rely on the tactics of the sea of people to drag down that person when he met him again, but now that person has appeared, a spear has pushed hundreds of monks out of the way, and his confidence has begun to shake due to the large number of people.

He felt more and more that the rebuke at this moment was like a hot potato, but the arrow had to be sent on the string, and with an order, the remaining five hundred monks began to step forward again, the difference was that this time the formation was in order, and the guards were postponed to deter some active disciples and sect members.

Wu Xiu's eyes were half-closed, and there were many people on the other side who were familiar, Gao Quan, Qi Yue, and Fang Fang.........

Seeing them waiting for them as if they were facing a great enemy, the deep solemnity in their eyes, the hidden fear under the solemnity, Wu Xiu's thoughts flew.

"Wu waste, you will be in charge of all the chores of the academy from tomorrow" A gorgeously dressed young man swaggered.

"But the chores of the academy are always in turn..."The young boy had the courage to argue with reason.

It's just that halfway through his words, there was a burst of punches and kicks, and that night, the Nuo Dawu Mansion became more and more lonely, and the slender young man stepped on the bamboo ladder and climbed up to the roof, looking at the starry sky.

"Your father is dead, and our Jinghua Noble Martial Academy can't accommodate you anymore."

"It's also a sister of the Red Phoenix, and she doesn't look in the mirror to look at herself, how dare an ant-like guy call His Royal Highness the Red Phoenix by his name..."

The picture flipped, a group of people from the government rushed into King Wu's mansion to check the evidence of King Wu's rebellion, and the young man tried to stop but was kicked to the ground by the big man.

"Hahaha, the little prince of Wuwang's Mansion is now at my feet, haha..."

The picture turned again, the young man was dressed in cloth, there was no one in the Wuwang Mansion, and the eunuch had a powerful face, "Wuxiu, you are really willing to enshrine all the treasures and martial arts of the Wuwang Mansion to the royal family." ”

The corner of the young man's mouth showed a touch of bitterness, "Wu Xiu is willing"

............-

The wind blew, the hood gradually slipped down the green silk, and the three thousand green silk drifted away with the wind, and the pair of bloody eyes located in the sky slowly opened to overlook the world, and the whole world began to be in darkness.

"Why is it suddenly dark?" Li Rao's eyes widened, and he was very surprised

"It's a kind of martial art, but I don't know what it is for, so I'll ask you in detail after Miss Li commits herself. Garing whispered softly beside her.

"What are you talking about, you damn girl...", the enemy had regrouped and surged again, and the two stopped teasing each other.

The scarlet eyes reflected the old man of Jinghua, and the cold killing intent soared into the sky, and the spear was slowly pulled out and brought up a piece of scarlet soil, and Wu Xiu began to accelerate and rush into battle.

"Kill"

Li Rao drank lightly, Liang Xing, and Gai Ling followed, and more than 20 people behind him also began to run towards each other.

"Little fat man, hide behind me later, I will protect you" Shi Weichuan's arrogance was fully revealed.

The little fat man smiled innocently, "Okay, Brother Chuan." ”

Xu Tian looked at the two of them with a greasy and crooked look, she always felt that Shi Weichuan was not a good person, and Wei San'er, who led the way, was hiding at the back, if it weren't for the Chihuang side blocking the road, I'm afraid he would have slipped away.

The black clothes are in front, the spear to the ground to mop the ground across a mess of stones, the sound of iron and stone striking is crisp and audible, at this moment the distance between the two sides is thirty zhang, the atmosphere is solemn and dull, no one shouts, only the sound of heavy footsteps is connected.

Chihuang's eyes were fiery, and she longed for the next scene

She didn't believe that these five hundred monks couldn't catch a mere person, but her chest rose and fell sharply under the pretense of composure.

The right arm was slightly raised, and the tip of the spear was pointed directly at the center of the battle array, where was the old man he had been thinking about these days, and after a few breaths, the two sides met in close combat, and the spear entered the battle to penetrate several people.

The moment he entered the battle, the Netherworld Flame ignited, the fire was faint and the fire was surging, and the extreme contrast made people afraid to approach.

The spear attached to the Flame can be stabbed in the monk's body without force, and the spear of the Flame can be injured when touched, not to mention the martial artist who is himself in the Thousand Cattle Realm, and the spear sweeps down easily, and no one can stand up after falling to the ground.

The spear entered the battle like a dragon out of the water to fight in the sky, instantly tearing apart the enemy formation, and the surrounding nine feet were instantly emptied and no one dared to approach, Li Rao Liang Xing and others followed behind Wu Xiu and broke into the enemy formation.

Qiao Xiaocang, who was in command of the battle, was even more angry, he was already thinking about how to shake the pot after defeat, thinking about defeat before winning, and preparing in advance not to fight uncertain battles.

Guannandao and Zhongting and the others rushed all the way without scruples, Wu Xiu had already opened up the way, they naturally would not be blocked by anything, they had already held their breath after being chased and killed before, and they couldn't wait to spill their anger out at this moment.

Li Rao swung his sword and cut off a head, his eyes contained happiness, among these people, she was the only one who was the most depressed, if this group of people died here today, she would have to bear a large part of the responsibility, because the red phoenix was coming at her at all.

Liang Xing wrapped his hands around the Heavenly Machine Divine Thunder at this moment, but he only used less than half of his strength to be a little suspicious of paddling,

It is also because Wu Xiu is too strong, which causes many people in the squirting to just wave their flags and shout and dare not step forward.

He surrounded Li Rao like a dutiful knight, the Heavenly Machine Divine Thunder wiped out all the unscrupulous people, Gai Ling's cunning eyes looked around, she simply hid behind others without weapons and stopped shooting.

Shi Weichuan also fulfilled his promise, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old two-hundred-pound fat man hid behind a thirteen or fourteen-year-old thin boy, the thin boy condensed the earth armor to block all attacks, and the little fat man behind him, Zhao Xuan, appeared in his hand one by one flashing thunderbolts, and from time to time threw a piece of explosion.

In the midst of the fight, accompanied by the sound of the young man's praise, the two stepped on the bones, Xu Tian was still guarding the two, and no matter how strong her combat power was, she was just two children who had not grown up.

When Wu Xiu raised his hand, the spear gently drew a straight line in the air, "Gollum, Gollum..."Several heads rolled down one after another, and the dragon knife and spear as the name suggests are huge blades instead of spear heads, like blades that can be chopped and slashed, although they are not good at sprinting, they are invincible.

The faces that were as earth-colored as the earth, and the genius boys that the Jinghua family had painstakingly cultivated, turned into a cold and broken corpse in an instant.

The resistance before death may not be in vain, those martial arts as hole cards, there is no reservation between life and death, one attack after another hit Wu Xiu's body, showing wounds one after another, but the insignificant wounds make people more and more desperate.

In their unwilling pupils, those proud martial arts struggled to break through the enveloping flames, leaving a few insignificant wounds on their bodies, and then the Shura demon wielded a scythe and took away pieces of life.

The killing intent in his heart was uncontrollably high, but his mind became more and more sober, and there was a pungent scarlet in the blank black and white world.