"Kill!" Boom - a very imposing, exhilarating cry with a hurried thunderclap resounded through the sky.

Kongming Mountain and Wuhui Cliff were invaded almost at the same time.

These martial arts people who mix good and evil seem to have made full preparations in advance, Yin Yin is a dangerous place that has a fierce reputation on weekdays, which makes them talk about it, but this time they seem to be nothing, not only that, but their faces also flashed with a little excitement.

There is no return to the bottom of the cliff - the leaders are a few middle-aged people with wooden expressions and a few elders with bright eyes, the older ones are still able to control their emotions, but they are closely followed by young disciples who are dressed in different clothes and belong to different sects.

These disciples are specially selected by the head and elders, and they have come here to see the world, although they have some skills, but because they are not very old, they are not deeply involved in the world, and they rarely see such a big scene, so the ecstasy is gloomy on their faces.

Unlike the elders, they all looked at their surroundings curiously, their steps were brisk, and their smiles couldn't be hidden.

Although they had been told thousands of times before they came, they were all arrogant and disapproving.

Although these people are considered geniuses in the sect, they are not really elites, they always feel that they are being suppressed, but this time they can come and those guys don't, which makes them flutter in their hearts, and they have a sense of arrogance.

The team continued to move forward, but due to the diametrically opposed performance of the older elders and the younger disciples, an extremely fresh yin contrast was formed, and the number of disciples was relatively large, which made the whole team show a sense of laziness.

Along the way, they did not encounter any danger, and their minds were inevitably a little relaxed.

Seeing the enemy's state, the people in the Shura Hall who had been hiding in the shadows for a long time suddenly became excited, they were all bored and growing grass, they thought that they could do a big job this time, and the activities were active, who knew it would be like this, disappointed, too disappointed.

They also dismantled all the traps, and even the formations were removed.

Alas, they are bitter in their hearts, who can understand, with such a strong master, I don't know whether it is fortunate or unlucky.

"The Shura Hall is not a big deal, there is not even a figure along the way, it must be afraid of all of us, maybe they know the news of our coming, and they fled without a trace in the morning."

An impermeable, fat, oily-haired brocade-clothed man who was protected by many guards said unashamedly, and at first glance he knew that he was a second ancestor who was eating and waiting for death.

"Qi'er, ...... out," the elder standing beside the man scolded, but before he could finish speaking, he saw the fat man's mouth slightly open, his pupils dilated, and a bowl-sized hole appeared in his forehead, which was bubbling with blood.

Boom - I heard a loud bang, and the fat body of the fat man who had been replaced by Qi'er slammed to the ground, never to wake up again.

"Cult demons, get out of here and die, dare to kill my young master who leans on the door, and I will wait for you to die."

"Get out!"

"Demon, get out and die, if there is no one in my seven major sects, you can't slaughter me wantonly."

……

A cadre of disciples was filled with righteous indignation, among them there were not only people who leaned on the sect, but also people from several other sects, although I don't know how sincere they were, but if you ignore the somewhat evasive and fearful expressions of the vast majority of them, the work on the surface is still good.

In general, this sentiment leans on the door because I don't want to owe it and owe it.

The elders of the various sects are all human spirits, and they know each other tacitly, in this situation, one more friend, one more hope of survival.

Such a bloody lesson made everyone dare not relax, they clenched the weapons in their hands, leaned together, and looked around vigilantly.

"Grandma's, I've put up with you for a long time."

A thunderous roar suddenly exploded, and a man who looked like Sven but was full of foul language led a group of black-clothed men out of the shadows.

"Who are you?"

Hearing this, Feiyi couldn't help but sneer, ignoring the other party's sabre-rattling, and said with a provocative face: "Your people will say that we are afraid and dare not come out, and then let us get out and die, since you are so enthusiastic, we are not good at blowing your mind, aren't we?" ”

Looking at the people on the non-Yi side, staring at them with burning eyes, as if they were a flock of fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered, the disciples only felt that the cold air slowly rose from the soles of their feet.

Boom - Click-

While the elders and disciples were nervous, Fei Yi bared his neat white teeth and smiled a little madly.

"Since you're here, don't go, our Shura Hall is very hospitable."

With a wave of his sleeves, the man in black was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and in the blink of an eye, countless disciples of various factions were killed and injured.

"Vertical Zier dare!" The elders were stunned and joined the fray.

Only Fei Yi leisurely looked at what can be called a one-sided battle situation below, and let out a sigh from time to time.

This group of people is not enough to stuff their teeth, send them to the door to ravage them, the people of the Seven Great Sects are afraid that they are all fools!