"Come out? Good! A face with a black mask slammed directly into the side face of a sword's wide coat, as if it came out of the void, without roots and no evidence. Without waiting for a sword wide coat to react, a hand like a dry bone reached out from the void and fished out Zhuang Li on the back of a sword wide coat. Seeing this scene, everyone took out their weapons and attacked the man, but they passed straight through the palm of the black-faced man.

A sword and a light hammer smashed on the ground, and this sudden loss of target made him almost flash his old waist: ", everyone be careful, this person is weird!" ”

Everyone nodded solemnly, but Zhuang Li's apprentice didn't say anything, staring straight at the black-faced man, not knowing what to think.

Seeing everyone around him, the black-faced man was not afraid, but was a little intoxicated, and stretched out a hand from the void, holding his hands high and laughing wildly: "Hahaha, I came out, what can you do with me?" ”

Just as he was triumphant, a sword shadow passed through his exposed body like a thread, and the figure shattered in half and disappeared.

"Hahaha, what can I do, SX", Yijian Huayu put the weapon in his hand on the ground, and imitated the black-faced man's words in a strange voice, and the members of the Yijian family clapped their hands and laughed. However, the Shadow of the Sword has always maintained the posture of retracting the sword, motionless.

A sword light dust walked over, raised his hand and patted it on the shoulder of a sword peer: "Hey, brother, what are you putting POSS, it's not too early, it's time to hit the road"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sword fell in response, only to see a huge hole in his chest, and the heart in it had long since disappeared. His face was very distorted and painful, and his mouth was stuffed with an unknown fruit that made him silent, but he glanced at the sword and flew away into the distance after turning into white light. A sword light dust is extremely heartbroken, but fortunately, a sword shadow turned into white light and flew away, and there was a chance to be resurrected. He quickly restrained his emotions and looked behind him with some confusion, but he couldn't figure out what else the sword was meant to be. There was no one behind, and Yijian Qingchen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards the crowd, wanting to tell everyone that Yijian had left. However, after only a few steps, a huge force suddenly came from behind him, kicking him directly into the crowd and fainting.

Because they were immersed in the joy of killing the enemy before, and it was daytime, everyone didn't notice that the light of a sword shadow was gone, but just shook a sword light dust, and thought it was funny.

Bang bang bang! A few more people were attacked, and everyone realized that something was wrong, and they formed a group, slowly rotating around the apprentice of a sword and a wide coat and Zhuang Li. It seemed that enough of the game was played, and the unknown enemy did not continue to attack. After being quiet for a long time, Yijian Qingchen slowly woke up, and everyone knew that Yijian Shadow had died. It's just who the enemy really is, and why do you want to do it?

A pair of hands appeared in the void beside Yijian Kuanyi, still fishing towards Zhuang Li. Isn't that the appearance of that hand the black-faced man that everyone thought had been killed?

Just as the hands were about to touch Zhuang Li, a red light flashed, and a painful and angry roar came from the void, and the black-faced man's palm that he had time to retract fell to the ground, slowly turning into a cloud of black gas and disappearing. Zhuang Li's apprentice was wheezing violently at this time, and he had consumed too much blood energy at that time, and unless it was replenished or recovered naturally in a short time, it would be useless even if he fought for his life. didn't look at everyone's faces as if they had grasped a life-saving straw, he stood directly behind a sword wide coat and looked firmly ahead. At this time, Zhuang Li didn't seem to know anything about the current situation, just breathing low and sleeping.

The crowd around the outside was knocked out one after another, as if to vent their anger and torture, the black-faced man did not kill everyone, but brutally attacked everyone's body, the limbs of a sword and feathers were tied with a dead knot like a rope, a sword's bloodless body was trampled into the ground, a sword and a light hammer were stripped of a lot of flesh and skin, and Qingwu was protected by him in his arms, but he was not harmed. The scene was very tragic, but everyone was not afraid in their hearts at the moment, but they were very sad and angry, and they were beaten like this without even seeing each other's whole body.

Seeing that the other party stretched out his hand towards Zhuang Li again, everyone was a little desperate, and they complained in their hearts that they were not strong enough, and gritted their teeth and swore a poisonous oath to cultivate hard in the future. Everyone is expecting a miracle, but will there be a miracle?

The black-faced man's shrill laughter sounded again, as if it was a deliberate mockery, and his hand speed was slower than that of a turtle crawling, and the few people next to him attacked with all their might, but to no avail.

Suddenly, a huge book fell from the sky, and the blinding white light of the crowd closed their eyes. The book directly shrouded the apprentices of Yijian Kuanyi and Zhuang Li, and naturally Zhuang Li was also included. The black-faced man who reacted frantically attacked the book, but to no avail, and the seemingly fragile book cover was as strong as some kind of iron wall, and it didn't even shake. The black-faced man walked out of the void in a hurry, only to see that he was covered in black robes and wearing a mask, isn't this the uniform of the Dark Temple? It's just that there is an unknown snake pattern on his black robe, which looks different from those subordinates. At this time, he was covered in gray gas, and his demon-like nails pointed at the book and said: "The old man of the book of heaven is immortal, get out of the old man!" This person is the favorite of our Demon Venerable, are you tired of being alive? ”

A figure slowly condensed from the sky, landed on the book, and sat cross-legged. It is an old man, with a white beard and white hair, as if he is old, wearing a robe that he only saw in the last world TV movie, with that temperament without fireworks, some fairy bones. He stroked his long beard, didn't care about the rudeness of the black-faced man at all, and said with a kind smile: "Xiao Hei, your ability hasn't grown much, but people are becoming more and more arrogant. Relying on some ability to bully these unaware colleagues, does it make you feel amazing? If the Demon Venerable is here today, I will also give some face, as for you, let's go back", he said, without waiting for the black-faced man to reply, he held his left hand out of thin air, and a somewhat illusory small book condensed in his hand, he leisurely turned a page, and a line of small words flew out and fell on the black-faced man. The black-faced man, who was still menacing just now, suddenly changed his face and disappeared before he could say anything.

After doing all this, the old man of Tianshu put away the book in his hand, and the book that shrouded several people disappeared with it. Everyone came over to express their gratitude, but the old man of Tianshu ignored it at all, just drank a few words perfunctorily, raised his feet and thought about Zhuang Li and walked away.