The two sides confronted each other, staring at Zhao Bo and Ye Hua, who were inseparable.

In the end, it was Night Birch's strength that was a little weaker and lost.

Night Birch retreated, her face pale and a little blood at the corner of her mouth, obviously injured.

"Brother, are you okay?" Ning Shu took out the medicine bottle and found a medicine, "This is the healing elixir made by Elder Gu, eat it quickly." ”

Night Birch took the medicine and took it.

"Night Birch, you are much weaker than your father, and your son is not as good as your father." Repelled Ye Hua, Zhao Bo seemed quite high-spirited and complacent.

Ning Shu flew out, "Generally speaking, the old bully the young, relying on the old and selling the old, ashamed or not, when the martial arts conference, I can beat you to the ground, and now I can also beat you all over the ground to find teeth." ”

"Presumptuous, do you have the right to speak here?" Zhao Bo's white hair fluttered and his expression was ugly.

Ning Shu sneered, "Old thing, what a thing." ”

Ning Shu mobilized the qi in the dantian, and after a period of cultivation, Ning Shu's strength became stronger.

Ning Shu clenched his fist, and a white and almost transparent dragon head vaguely appeared in his fist, roaring silently, and with Ning Shu's punch, the dragon head became more and more hideous.

Zhao Bo's expression was a little solemn, and then he counterattacked Ning Shu fiercely.

Ning Shu had a hideous dragon head with every fist.

Ye Hua saw Ning Shu's fist and raised her eyebrows.

Every time Zhao Bo docked with Ning Shu's fist, he felt a powerful force that shook his whole body, and even his lungs shook painfully.

Zhao Bo was lucky, and the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, making everyone present feel that it was difficult to breathe.

Especially Ning Shu on the other side, he felt especially stressed.

Ning Shu sneered, looking at Zhao Bo's appearance, he was afraid that he had cultivated behind.

Zhao Bo's eyes were a little scarlet, and the green muscles on his face were agitated like earthworms.

Ning Shu stood suspended in the air, releasing the qi in his body, and an invisible dragon-shaped qi roared and rushed towards Zhao Bo, directly passing through Zhao Bo's body, and it passed through several times.

Ning Shu flew over and slapped a palm on Zhao Bo's heart, Zhao Bo flew out upside down with blood and hit the stone wall, Zhao Bo spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Bo's eyes staring at Ning Shu became more and more scarlet, and the green tendons on his face and neck bulged for a while, and then disappeared, like an earthworm agitating in the flesh and skin, looking extraordinarily infiltrating.

"Kill the demons of the Demon Cult for me." Zhao Bo roared and commanded.

"Castle Master, this, the strength of the Demon Sect is too strong, if you are only afraid of it, you will suffer heavy losses." One person said.

"I said, hit me, whoever doesn't move will be killed." Zhao Bo slapped his own person who retorted loudly.

The man's viscera was ruptured by Zhao Bo's palm, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood was full of broken internal organs.

There is no salvation for this man.

Seeing that Zhao Bo was so cruel and ruthless, the others began to rush towards the Demon Sect.

"Kill ......"

The two parties gathered together like two waves of water, and they fought, and after a while, the rich blood drifted out.

Many people were injured and lost their lives because of this, both those from decent families and those from the Holy Demon Cult.

Ning Shu looked at these killings, and the deaths of these people were all because of the ambitions of some people.

Out of the corner of his eye, Ning Shu saw the little monk Hui, sitting cross-legged on the ground, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

He was quiet and peaceful, and in the midst of the sound of killing, he looked extremely noble.

There were many people walking in front of him, and there were people who fell in front of him, blood splattered on his body.

His expression was always peaceful and compassionate.

Ning Shu: →_→

Don't make it hairy, she really wants to poke this guy with a sword.

Zhao Bo roared angrily and rushed towards Ning Shu and Ye Hua, his expression was a little weird and crazy.

"You monsters of the Demon Cult deserve to die." Zhao Bo's hands were full of powerful energy, and he rushed towards Ning Shu and Ye Hua.

Ning Shu dodged the attack and attacked Zhao Bo with Ye Hua, Zhao Bo was injured before, and now he was attacked by two people, and he was very difficult for a while.

"Let me show you how good I am." Zhao Bo roared angrily, and the clothes on his body were scattered.

Zhao Bo's eyes were scarlet, and he quickly stretched out a palm and slapped it on Ye Hua's heart, and Ye Hua spat blood and retreated.

Ning Shu released a dragon-shaped qi shape, and the dragon passed through Zhao Bo's body, Zhao Bo spit out a mouthful of blood, but the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger.

His eyes drifted a little.

"He's gone mad." Night Birch said with a clutching heart.

Ning Shu: ......

It's even stronger.

I feel like a nervous patient, running fast with vigor.

The dragon qi shape continued to pass through Zhao Bo's body, and Zhao Bo spat blood from his mouth, but the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and rushed towards the night birch.

Zhao Bo very much wanted to kill Ye Hua, the leader of the Demon Sect.

Ning Shu dragged the night birch away, stretched out his palm and slapped Zhao Bo, and the two flew out upside down at the same time.

Blood spilled from the corner of Ning Shu's mouth, and Zhao Bo directly spit out a mouthful of blood, but he was tireless and showed no signs of injury, instead he went to kill the rest of the Demon Sect.

Zhao Bo is very powerful, not only the people of the Demon Sect are killed, but also the red eye, no matter who the person in front of him is.

Not only killing the people of the Demon Sect, but also killing their own people, it's a cheat.

"All back." Night Birch beat the drum, and the people of the Holy Demon Sect immediately retreated to the Holy Demon Peak.

And then the decent family is a bit bitter, and now Zhao Bo is like a mad dog, catching and biting whom.

No matter who killed the person in front of him, the restless blood blinded his mind.

The people of the Holy Demon Sect watched Zhao Bo kill with expressionless faces.

"Amitabha." The young monk Hui Yaoyao made a Buddhist salute to Ning Shu, "Please ask the female benefactor to help control the Zhao League Master, so that more people will not suffer accidents." ”

Ning Shu looked at Huiji with a smile, "Little monk, I won't control people, I will only kill people." ”

"Now the Zhao Alliance Master is very dangerous, if he escapes, it will cause a lot of damage." Hui extremely small monk Chao Ning Shu said.

The voice of the very little monk Hui caught Zhao Bo's attention, and Zhao Bo stretched out his hand and attacked the very little monk Hui.

Ning Shu casually took a rope and flew towards Zhao Bo, and the little monk avoided Zhao Bo.

Ning Shu pulled the rope with both hands and bundled it on Zhao Bo's body, and hurriedly tied a few more.

Zhao Bo moved his body, as if he wanted to break free of the rope, Ning Shu shouted at Ye Hua: "Brother, throw me another rope, he ......"

Before Ning Shu finished speaking, he heard a 'poof' sound, and the sound of the blade penetrating the flesh and skin.

Ning Shu turned his head to look and saw a young man holding a sword piercing Zhao Bo's chest.

Zhao Bo made a panting sound from his mouth.

This murderous man had green eyebrows and eyes, he was not very old, and a sword pierced Zhao Bo's heart, and his expression could not hide his panic and hatred.

"He's the devil, he killed my father......" The man sat on the ground, his head in his hands.