Syllable! Zhang Yang hit the jade flute out and hit the group of black-clothed people in front of him, sending a black-clothed person straight out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info makes my pressure uncontrollable. It's a pity that there are too many people in black around him, and the pressure is too great.

There are more than a dozen people in black, all of whom are masters of the Ning Yuan Realm.

Moreover, all of them can be regarded as having a solid foundation. If it was one-on-one, he might be okay, but now with one enemy, he can't hold on to it in the face of so many enemy sieges. Not to mention, before meeting these black-clothed people, he first fought with Gu Xiao and narrowly escaped his life!

After coming down like this, facing the siege of more than a dozen black-clothed people from the Ning Yuan Realm, he was about to be unable to hold on.

Poof! A big knife weighing hundreds of catties slashed at Zhang Yang's back, almost shaking his body protection qi away, and the whole person almost fell to the ground involuntarily.

"Woo woo woo ......" The melodious flute sounded, and after finding that with his current state, he couldn't fight these enemies at all, Zhang Yang could only cast his Jiuxiao Sword Song, and a melodious and beautiful flute song sounded, under the indoctrination of his true yuan, the sound waves instantly turned into golden ripples, and greeted these black-clothed people.

Damn, who the hell are these people? Zhang Yang was blowing the flute song, and he secretly wondered in his heart.

He had just left the Sunset Plains with the help of a spatial scroll, and he hadn't had time to catch his breath. Who knows, it was actually blocked by these men in black. Moreover, these people are all ruthless, putting on a posture of wanting to take his life! Under the serious injury, he couldn't resist it at all.

Moreover, the martial arts they displayed made him feel that there was a way of the Fatian Sword Sect, which was plausible, and made him scratch his head. Fortunately, he has one last trick!

Under the flamboyant flute song, this last trick was displayed, and these black-clothed people were already a little unable to resist. Since ancient times, sound skills have always been the most headache, this kind of kung fu does not require high skills, and even a little internal force is enough. However, because it is based on music and musical instruments, it can often hurt people invisibly.

Although these black-clothed killers of the Ning Yuan Realm are all good at martial arts, they are still a little helpless in the face of this almost cheating Xiao Yin. Not to mention, Zhang Yang's skill is also above any one of these black-clothed killers, and the power of this indiscriminate sound skill is even more amazing!

All of a sudden, the black-clothed killer was disturbed by the flamboyant Xiao Yin, his breath was short, his blood was boiling, and he was almost going mad. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Yang hurriedly dodged and rushed towards the outside of the encirclement, continuing to play the flute while fleeing outside.

In this situation, he can only ask for an escape first!

Qinglian stepped out with a sword step, and a little Qinglian appeared in an instant under Zhang Yang's feet, and the figure outlined a mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful aura, and walked towards the outside of the encirclement, those black-clothed killers obviously saw him in front of them, but they couldn't stop him at all.

Their skills have been restrained by the flamboyant Xiao Yin, and if they make a move now, they won't be able to raise their skills at all, and they will simply kill themselves!

Boom! At the same moment when Zhang Yang broke out of the encirclement, a large drum suddenly fell from the sky, and then, a loud bang like thunder sounded.

Burst! The drum sounded, and the flamboyant sound of the flute was suddenly disrupted, he felt that he was close to the peak at this moment, but he had to fall down, the whole person could no longer control the true yuan in his body, and cracks opened on the jade flute in his hand, which looked extremely terrifying.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face became extremely pale!

"Who?" Escape is in sight, but the success is failing, at this moment, Zhang Yang's mood is indescribable, he held his jade flute that had cracked one after another, and shouted.

"The one who wants your life!"

No one appeared above the firmament, but a faint voice reached Zhang Yang's ears. At the same time, those black-clothed killers who were originally restrained by his flute sound also recovered with the sound of this drum, and pounced towards Zhang Yang one by one again.

"Damn, I can only fight!" Looking at the black-clothed killers around him who rushed towards him one by one, and then looking at the inaccessible and uninhabited wilderness where he was now located, a trace of despair appeared in Zhang Yang's heart, and he only had this last thought left in his heart!

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"Amitabha!" The situation that the contemporary descendant of the Wusi Monastery, the Faqing monk, is now facing is not much better than that of Zhang Yang. This time in the Sunset Plains treasure hunt, his harvest was not good, and he got a string of green jade prayer beads, and after those masters of the older generation left, he also left.

Who knows, not long after leaving the hinterland of the Sunset Plains, he ran into more than a dozen black-clothed killers head-on.

In the face of these menacing black-clothed killers, the monk Faqing folded his hands and kept chanting the Buddha's name, and at the same time, his palms flew like butterflies through flowers, and one after another palm power flew out.

"Amitabha, your donors are too angry, according to the poor monks' opinions, you donors should return to the Zen monastery with the poor monks, and have a good experience in the scriptures and enlightenment, so as to dissolve the anger on your body!" After fighting dozens of moves, in the melee of the Sunset Plains, the Faqing monks, who did not consume much, suppressed these black-clothed killers.

Under his Buddha's palm, these black-clothed killers only have the ability to parry, and they have no power to fight back. At that moment, the monk Faqing said to these black-clothed killers with a compassionate face, and while he spoke, one by one swastika Buddha seals kept flying out of his mouth, pressing these black-clothed killers to move.

Even, many black-clothed killers had a look of hesitation flashing in their eyes, as if they had been moved by the Dharma of the Faqing monk, and they couldn't wait to really take refuge under his seat!

"Ahh At this moment, a loud shout sounded, interrupting the Buddha name of the Faqing monk and shaking him red. At the same time, the swastika Buddha seals that originally bound these black-clothed killers were even more shattered.

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Another location not far from where the Faqing monks and Zhang Yang were attacked.

The Heavenly Demon Divine Monarch of the Heavenly Demon Dao had just flown above the sky with the Seven Killing Lang Monarch for a short time, when he was stopped by three masters of the God Refining Realm, including the Drunken Moon City Lord. The Heavenly Demon Divine Monarch looked solemnly at the three masters of the God Refining Realm in front of him, and protected the Seven Killing Langjun behind him.

He didn't need to ask about the origin of these people, let alone know the origin of these people. To be exact, since he saw the Drunken Moon City Lord, he knew that their master and apprentice might not be able to leave here alive today! As one of the great figures of Middle-earth in the past, it was naturally impossible for him not to know the Lord of Drunken Moon City.

He knew more clearly that in the face of this situation, he and his beloved disciples who had fought a battle might not be able to escape. Now, his only wish is to be able to keep his beloved disciple and leave a glimmer of hope for the Heavenly Demon Dao!

"Ahh A roar came from the mouth of the Heavenly Demon Divine Monarch, and a large sword emitting pitch-black demonic flames appeared in the Heavenly Demon Divine Monarch's hand, and he looked at the three God Refining Realm masters in front of him, and with a bang, he turned into a demon shadow and rushed towards the enemy on the opposite side!

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! The four figures were staggered with ups and downs, sending out extremely brilliant palm power, sword qi, and sword qi, and the four masters launched a tearing battle on this firmament!

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