In the corner, two people sneakily watched the situation in front of the dragon gate.

"Fake Taoist, why do you say that the people of the Great Wilderness Gang and the Hundred Refining Hall are so inky? This has been standing for almost an hour, dare to love that they are not here to fight, but to face the door to think. ”

Taoist priest: "What's the hurry, since they have brought so many people today, they will definitely not stop easily." ”

"Yes, damn it, if you don't do it, isn't Lao Tzu's propaganda in vain for so many days?" Mo Dahai touched his head and smiled.

The rumors about the exercises in Dahuang Town these days were not caused by him and the Taoist priest.

At this time, Qiu Yizhen of the Great Wilderness Gang seemed to be impatient, took a step, and walked towards the dragon gate step by step, looking directly at it, not caring at all about Wang Hejian who was blocking the front.

Wang Hejian: "Gang Master Qiu, self-respect!"

Dead weight?

Qiu Yizhen raised his hand and waved, and the majestic sword yuan power manifested out, turned into a slap, and drew Wang He's sword away.

"The miscellaneous fish also paired with me, and Qiu Yizhen said the word 'self-respect'?"

Wang Hejian, who fell to the ground and vomited blood, had an ugly face, and at this moment, he understood that he couldn't stop Qiu Yizhen at all.

Seeing that Qiu Yizhen was about to step into the Dragon Mansion, a killing machine came into the air.

"Qiu Yizhen, put up such a big battle in front of my Dragon Gate and beat my deputy sect master, what's the matter?

The sound of breaking the air came, and a figure flew all the way from the roof, falling heavily in front of Qiu Yizhen like a meteor.

With the arrival of Wang Zhentong, a strong smell of blood spread around, making those who had cultivated weak drums in their hearts, and they were very panicked.

Seeing that the main master finally appeared, Qiu Yizhen retreated to his original position, looked at Wang Zhentong, who was covered in blood, and said straight to the point: "Lord Wang, I and Hall Master Yang came here today just for one thing...... Bee Valley Jiang Li. ”

Wang Zhentong's left eyelid jumped again and again, just because he looked at Qiu Yizhen's face, he unconsciously surged out bursts of killing intent in his heart, he took a deep breath, and reluctantly suppressed this killing intent.

"Qiu Zhenyi, what do you mean? Bee Valley Jiang Li fought with me in the Dragon Gate, and now he has been captured by me, so it is right, why should I hand it over to you?"

Qiu Yizhen smiled: "Wang Zhentong, I forgot to tell you, that Bee Valley Jiang Li also killed several brothers of our Great Wilderness Gang, and as the leader of the Great Wilderness Gang, I have the responsibility and obligation to avenge the brothers." ”

Wang Zhentong squinted his eyes slightly, and within the gap, there was a certain dangerous light, and the killing intent and killing desire in his heart became stronger and stronger, making his right hand begin to tremble faintly, and the reason why he squinted his eyes was to hide the irrepressible killing intent.

"It's impossible for me to hand over Bee Gu Jiang Li to you!" Wang Zhentong said decisively.

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Yizhen and Yang Qianliu became more and more sure that the rumors were true, that Bee Gu Jiang Li really had a powerful kendo technique, otherwise, in the face of today's form, Wang Zhentong would not be able to refuse so non-negotiably.

"Wang Zhentong, are you really not afraid?" Qiu Zhenyi's eyes turned completely cold, and the sword pressed out of his body, shocking the Quartet.

The killing intent began to erode Wang Zhentong's reason, which made a trace of blood faintly appear in his eyes, and his tone was gloomy, and he said word by word: "Qiu Zhenyi, if you don't retreat, today will be your death!"

Qiu Yizhen's gaze collided with Wang Zhentong, and the two swords pressed into the void and struck, causing gusts of wind.

Extremely suddenly, Wang Zhentong pushed his right palm horizontally, and the Tiger Spirit Sword condensed out in an instant, carrying a sword aura with strong killing intent, and stabbed at Qiu Yizhen head-on.

He really couldn't help it, he was going to kill Qiu Yizhen!

No, he's going to kill everyone!

"Wang Zhentong!"

Qiu Yizhen roared angrily, but he didn't expect the other party to really dare to make a move, and a strange wooden sword like a tree surrounded by vines flashed out, and the cyan sword light suddenly became stronger, rolling towards Wang Zhentong's tiger sword.

Rumble!

The strong turbulence and scattered sword qi erupted in front of the Longmen Mansion, announcing that the balance of the Great Wilderness Town for many years had officially been broken!

The battle came suddenly, but since the boss had made a move, it was naturally impossible for his subordinates to be idle.

"Brothers of the Great Wilderness Gang, kill Lao Tzu!"

Yang Qianliu didn't spare his hand, and ordered the people of the Hundred Refining Hall to rush and kill together.

Wang Hejian: "Where is the Dragon Gate!"

"In ——!"

A roar came from inside the Dragon Gate, and immediately after, nearly a thousand Dragon Gate men climbed over the wall and pounced on the sword cultivator in front of them.

All kinds of sword qi were fighting at this moment, and the mixed sword yuan power was constantly colliding, making the aura of this heaven and earth extremely chaotic and unstable, and the roar resounded throughout the Great Wilderness Town, and the shouts of killing were endless.

The slaughter was all over the inside and outside of the Dragon Gate, and one fresh life after another kept disappearing in this battle, and a large amount of blood gathered under his feet and flowed everywhere......

"It's up!"

"My mother, it's really done, I thought it was the same thunder and rain as before, it seems that this time it's really moving!"

"Stay away, let's not be affected by the pond fish!"

In the dark, Mo Dahai and the Taoist priest witnessed this battle of thousands of people, and the smile was brilliant.

In the chaotic battle, the most eye-catching thing is naturally the battle between Wang Zhentong, Qiu Yizhen and Yang Qianliu.

"My God, Qiu Yizhen and Yang Qianliu teamed up to deal with Wang Zhentong!"

"Wang Zhentong is so fierce, he didn't fall into the disadvantage with one to two!"

In the most fierce place, Wang Zhentong was arrogant, with one enemy and two enemies, without the slightest invincibility.

The Tiger Spirit Sword bloomed with purple-red sword power, and within ten zhang of its body, the illusory purple flames were burning, not giving people the slightest flame temperature, but rather a cold one, and the temperature around it dropped a lot.

Qiu Yizhen held the Qingteng Spirit Sword, a mortal spirit sword that also belonged to the sixth grade, and the green sword light like a match was constantly swaying, and the sword qi was like wood, and it was extremely tough.

Yang Qianliu held a water-blue long sword in his hand, and the name of this sword was: Qianshui, which is also the sword of the six grades of mortal spirits.

The Thousand Water Sword, which is like a work of art, has a sword light flowing like water, and the sword qi around it is also like flowing water, which is quite wonderful.

In the battle of the three people in the Condensing Truth Realm, the movement was very large, and the various sword skills were dazzling and shocking.

The more they fought, the more certain Qiu Yizhen and Yang Qianliu became, this Wang Zhentong must have begun to cultivate that powerful kendo technique, his strength has improved a lot, and with the means of the two of them, they can't suppress it for a while!

The two of them became more and more determined that they must suppress Wang Zhentong today and let him hand over Jiang Li's thoughts.

It's only been half a month, if he lets Wang Zhen cultivate quietly for a few months, or even a year, at that time, will there still be a place for them to stand in this barren mountain town?

The dragon gate is everywhere, and the sound of killing is shocking.

Life withered, blood like a river.

In the fierce battle, there was silence in the Longmen dungeon, and when the killing shouts faintly reached the bottom of the dungeon, several sounds of iron ropes breaking sounded.

Li Jiang, who was bound to the iron pillar, slowly stood up, and under his feet were several iron cables that had been broken.

Overhead, a few drops of blood oozed out and dripped in front of him.

He stopped abruptly and looked up at the blood that was oozing out, and suddenly a touch of ecstasy welled up in the corner of his eye.

"Thousands of sword cultivators are fighting each other, how much essence blood should there be!"

Li Jiang changed his original plan, sat down cross-legged, and after a little breathing, he couldn't wait to pick up the domineering blood alchemy in "Cangsheng Blood Alchemy".