The violent smell of blood filled everyone's noses, and everyone was stunned for a moment at first, and then gradually reflected.

The rain of arrows came so suddenly that they didn't have time to dodge!

And the rain of arrows seems to be endless, the arrows are made of pig iron, and every time the rain of arrows floats by, there is a large group, a large group of martial arts experts creeping corpses.

"Don't move, don't mess around, take a look at the boulders around, hide behind the rocks......"

At the end of the line, a figure flashed quickly, and his mouth kept yelling......

The figure was a young man, dressed in coarse linen clothes, carrying a bow and arrows behind his back, covered in blood, and his expression was terrified.

The young man has been hunting for a living since he was a child, so he is more experienced than others in escaping from the rain of arrows.

But even so, for him just now, the rain of arrows is undoubtedly equivalent to walking away from the ghost gate, the feeling that he has no place to hide, he can only wait for death, he doesn't want to meet it for the second time in his life!

It's just horrible!

The young man kept yelling, but no one listened to him at this time, and the foot of the mountain was a mess of porridge, and the smell of blood drifted through the air with the torrential rain......

However, unlike the others, there were several figures in the chaotic arrows who were not affected by the rain of arrows at all.

Especially the middle-aged man who looked like a scribe at the head, the rain of arrows in the sky couldn't even get into him within a kilometer......

The man walked slowly, holding a jade-colored flute in his hand, and his robe fluttered in the wind......

The rain of arrows continued, and it took a long time before it gradually subsided......

"His grandmother's, Lao Tzu will not kill him, the so-called Langya Pavilion Master, Lao Tzu will not be a man!"

After the rain of arrows, everyone wailed, and countless people were killed and wounded......

When even someone yells angrily at the sky......

He is a monk, wearing a robe, holding a Zen staff, and has eight ring scars on his head.

At this time, the other party's face was hideous and angry......

"Oh, really?"

Just as the monk finished speaking, an echo suddenly came from mid-air, which seemed to be mixed with a slight smile.

With the echo, a figure covered in snow-white snow slowly stepped into the void......

It's not chic!

"It's ...... A peerless powerhouse among the grandmasters! ”

In the crowd, some people widened their eyes and stared closely at this dashing figure that stepped into the air.

Stepping into the air, only the world's strongest people who have reached the realm of grandmasters can do it!

This is the law that will not change for 10,000 years!

"Oh my God, are we crazy, we dare to offend the Grandmaster Ancestor!"

"As soon as the grandmaster comes out, I'm afraid that even the four peers in the world may not be able to fight together!!"

"Run, run!"

It seemed that this snow-like figure was even more terrifying than the rain of arrows just now, and there were several shouts and running voices in the crowd.

Even the middle-aged man who was holding the jade flute before showed a shocked expression at this time......

"You just said you won't kill me, and you won't be a man?"

The snow-white figure walked down the steps paved with bluestone slabs step by step, and looked at the monk who was looking up to the sky and yelling at the sky before.

However, the other party was trembling like a sieve at this time, and there were droplets of water the size of beans on his forehead from time to time, I don't know if it was rain or cold sweat......

"I see that you are presumptuous!"

The snow-white figure was none other than Ye Qiong.

"I said that you monks often say that I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, how did you get here, but you are just quick to speak, not that I said you, you are a monk, open your mouth and close your mouth are Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu, where do you let your face after becoming a monk!"

Ye Qiong glanced at the monk and turned his head straight.

Originally, he thought it was a hero from somewhere, but he didn't expect it to be a cowardly and incompetent monk.

"Your Excellency...... Is it the pavilion master of Langya Pavilion? ”

At this moment, the middle-aged man who looked like a scribe slowly walked up.

"Yes, it's this seat!"

Ye Qiong smiled and nodded.

"If my guess is right, you should be the famous Huang Yaoshi in the rivers and lakes!!

"Pavilion master's good eyesight!"

The middle-aged man who looked like a scribe was slightly stunned, a little shocked, this time he came out, he was carefully dressed up!

"Huang Yaoshi, could it be that Huang Yaoshi is one of the four best in the world!"

As if they had grasped a life-saving straw, everyone couldn't help but exclaim......

In terms of ranking, Huang Yaoshi can definitely count the first and second among the four peers in the world.

"Is my daughter here with you?"

Huang Yaoshi glanced around, snorted coldly, and his disdain overflowed.

"If I say no, do you—believe you?"

"If that's the case, I'm afraid that the old man will have to personally demolish your Langya Pavilion and find it carefully!"

"Huang Yaoshi is worthy of being the owner of Peach Blossom Island, refreshing!"

The smile on Ye Qiong's face did not decrease, but her tone suddenly turned cold.

"Then this seat will give Huang Yaoshi a chance, if you can walk into my Langya Pavilion alive, even if you have a breath, this seat will give your daughter both hands!"

"So, my daughter is really with you!"

Huang Yaoshi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke coldly.

Ye Qiong didn't answer him, he still smiled, and then he clicked on his toes, and he floated out a few hundred meters in an instant......

"I don't want to see one of them standing before dawn!"

The long night sky was mixed with the sound of torrential rain, making Ye Qiong's voice rise and fall for a long time......

"What a bold man!"

The corners of Huang Yaoshi's mouth twitched fiercely, there was no doubt that he was angry, and he was angry to the extreme!

No one has ever dared to speak to him like that, never!

"Kill......"

At this moment, an earth-shattering shout of killing suddenly came, which was breathtaking, like a thunderstorm......

Immediately afterwards, I saw a group of warriors dressed in black quickly running out of the night, their speed was very fast, and their steps seemed to be very casual, but they vaguely followed a pattern......

There are not many black-clothed warriors, only about a hundred.

However, the overall momentum is unimaginable, between shouting and killing, it is like a tiger descending the mountain, the tiger roars in the mountains and forests, and some people with low cultivation and unfirm consciousness were stunned on the spot!

"Insect Carving Trick ......"

At the front of everyone, Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly, and the momentum on his body suddenly became stronger, surpassing the hundreds of black-clothed martial artists in an instant.

"Senior Huang, don't bully the small!!"

Suddenly, a sneer suddenly came from mid-air, and then, a young man who seemed to be eleven or twelve years old came slowly, and just behind the young man, there were nine extremely fast figures, each of which exuded a compelling momentum, and even several of them could vaguely compete with Huang Yaoshi......

What's even more shocking is that the leading young man, whose momentum is even a little stronger than that of Huang Yaoshi......