She stood there, and the moment the sword was drawn, all the enemies stopped in front of her, and no one dared to move, and fear had already arisen in their hearts.

This is an uncontrollable emotion, like a virus raging, spreading among them, like a spark of fire, in the blink of an eye, it has formed a prairie fire.

"Don't ...... I'm afraid !!" Teng Yunhai forcibly cheered up, but what he didn't know was his own voice, which was already a little trilling, "There are so many of us, there is no reason to be afraid of Zhang slowly, she is only a seventh-layer monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, I and Elder Feng Wujian deal with this person, you quickly intercept the disciples of the Heavenly Sect, don't blame me for not reminding you, you can't afford the consequences of failure." ”

"Hurry up and chase me. Feng Wujian came back to his senses and hurriedly said out loud.

Although Teng Yunhai gave orders without his consent, he also knew that this was the best choice, and only he and Teng Yunhai were the only ones present who had the strength to fight, so he could only suppress the unhappiness in his heart.

It's just that Elder Feng Wujian looks down on this Demon Dao monk around him in his heart, and he really can't think that his sect will cooperate with an overseas island country, a third-rate force called the "Wa Kingdom".

Why do you want to win over the Shura Hall of the Chaotic Demon Sea? Don't you understand what it means to lure a wolf into the house? These are all a group of crazy demonic monks, and spreading it out has no impact on the reputation of the sect?

But he has no qualifications to refuse, this is a matter decided by the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and a group of high-level people, he, a diehard who maintains traditional ideas in the sect, can only be treated coldly by the margins, and he is not even qualified to know the inside story, so he can only be sent to perform some dirty work.

With Teng Yunhai and Elder Feng Wujian restraining Zhang slowly, the men and horses of the Quartet forces cautiously crossed Zhang Slowly, chasing towards the team of the Heavenly Sect.

Zhang slowly did not stop this, but looked at Teng Yunhai and Feng Wujian with cold eyes, her task was to stop these two people, and the others were handed over to others to block.

"Zhang slowly, I wanted to kill you in the Heavenly Dao Sect, but I was stopped by Ling Yunzi, don't think that I am afraid of Wu Daozi, in fact, I don't want to startle the snake, you openly abolished my disciple Zhang San of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he is extremely cruel, and he acts like a demon ......" Feng Wujian looked at Teng Yunhai on the side, and said cautiously, "Big bad guy !!"

"The most disgusting thing in the immortal cultivation world is not the demon cultivator who is condemned by man and god, but an old thing like you who is sanctimonious, do you think I don't know that Zhang San is your true disciple......? My master will surely kill you, and all of you. Zhang said slowly and lightly, but the content he said was to the point and ruthless.

"If you don't repent of death, you don't have respect for your elders, so I'll teach you this evil obstacle for Wu Daozi. ”

Feng Wujian showed a trace of gloom on his face, and glanced at Teng Yunhai, motioning for everyone to make a move together.

Teng Yunhai understood the meaning of the wind, the aura in the dantian was full, and a black and white stick appeared in his hand.

It can be seen that there are countless black mist swimming in the stick, from the white part to the black part, and the moment he holds the stick, there are bursts of terrible screams, as if there are countless unjust souls screaming.

Hearing the voice, Zhang slowly and the wind were all pale.

This black and white stick is a kind of spiritual weapon of heavenly anger and resentment, refined with countless unjust souls, with more unjust souls, the more powerful it will be, judging from the number of unjust souls in the black and white sticks, I am afraid that there are hundreds of thousands, which means that the number of people who died tragically in the hands of Teng Yunhai has reached a terrifying value.

Even if it is a demon cultivator, few people will use this kind of frenzied way to refine their own spiritual weapons, and this kind of behavior is not much different from that of demon cultivators.

It's no wonder that the Shura Hall is notorious among the righteous sects, and it is also the same in the Sea of Chaotic Demons, which is a sect that hides filth and filth.

"Let's get on it!"

Elder Feng Wujian held back the disgust in his heart, sacrificed the flying sword in his hand, and slowly killed Zhang.

Teng Yunhai didn't say much, the long stick in his hand swept, and layers of black clouds slowly rushed towards Zhang, and even the space was dyed with a faint black everywhere he passed.

"Good time!"

Zhang slowly saw the murderous intent in his eyes, the long sword in her hand let out a burst of sword sounds, and even trembled slightly, this was not fear, but excitement, the long sword and Zhang slowly echoed, and a sword stabbed out, like a ray of sunshine in the dark, vowing to cut through the eternal night.

This is the most challenging battle Zhang has faced so far.

On the other side, Song Yu and the others were sitting cross-legged on the backs of the flying lion and tiger beasts, facing behind them, and heard the sound of spell collisions in the distance, with a serious look on their faces, but no one spoke, as if they were waiting for something.

Before long, the black and oppressive enemy came into everyone's eyes, like maggots on tarsal bones.

"Second Senior Brother, come with me, okay?"

Zhou Qingfeng stood up, with a yellow book in the palm of his left hand, and a black ruler in his right hand, and without waiting for Xinglou to reply, he flew out.

That yellow book is a book of heaven, a genuine book of heaven, not a fake book in the hands of Fan Yantian, a true disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

Since Zhou Qingfeng cultivated, he has never used the Book of Heaven to fight, he is a reader, he loves books like his life, respects and loves every book, and today he sacrificed the Book of Heaven, that is, he handed over his life.

There is no retreat to speak of!!

"Third junior brother, wait for me, you are more anxious than me. ”

Xinglou was not annoyed, and chased after him, and under his feet, in the daytime, a bright galaxy appeared, and the stars twinkled everywhere he passed, accompanied by a little starlight.

Seeing this, everyone stood up one after another, clenched their fists, and bowed to Zhou Qingfeng and Xinglou in the air, no one spoke, no matter what they said, it was unlucky, only sincere respect was paid between a bow.

After that, the remaining three Yuan Infant Stage flew out of the team of the Qingtian Sect one after another, stopping all the Yuan Infant Stage monks in the pursuit team, they were not afraid, but they felt that they had the responsibility to shield the disciples of the Foundation Building Period behind them.

There are always things that are more important than life.

"Cabinet Mountain is an infant disciple, Min Siyuan. ”

"Yishan Yimai Yuan infant disciple, Xue Cao. ”

"Floating Jade One Vein Yuan Infant Disciple, Liu Bingtong. ”

This is their name, and it is also their last word, without the slightest hesitation, standing in front of everyone, to be a big tree for these foundation building disciples to shelter from the wind and rain.

Some emotionally sensitive disciples already had red eyes, although this was all a planned thing, and these Yuan Infant disciples were blocking the pursuing enemies one after another, but people's hearts were flesh and blood, and at this moment, few people could maintain a calm mood.

Song Yu clenched her fists and stared at Liu Bingtong's figure, remembering that she said that she was Liu Yeer's best friend, and was ordered to supervise Song Yu to prevent Song Yu from messing with flowers, this is a very lively girl, but her thin body has great courage.

"Leave it to me, and I'll protect the people you want to protect. ”