The night was lonely and the sound of war continued.

The two teams of guards closest to Ji Xiao and the others in Ming Tudao were all in a hurry, making it difficult for the Nine Disasters Martial Artists who were chasing Yan Wuyi to escape.

"I didn't expect that I, Yan Wuyi, would have today. At this moment, Yan Wuyi, who was hidden in the Ming Disciple Dao, had a bitter face, since he stepped into the martial arts, he had never thought that he would encounter such a difficult situation tonight.

First, the Nine Calamities Emperor's Hidden Pavilion urged the Killing Dome to open a killing ring, and then it was almost exposed in front of the Dragon Gate martial artists, which was extremely shocking.

But now he doesn't have time to wait for him to feel worried, and what he is even more worried about is the little sister Wuyu and Murong Xing.

Since Longmen had already prepared, it was very likely that the five of them, Little Sister Wuyu and Murong Xing, would be trapped in the Ming Disciple Dao.

"Forget it. ”

Thinking that if he was blocked by the Dragon Gate Martial Artist again, it would be a big deal to urge the Killing Dome to be powerful again, but after thinking about it carefully, he still dispelled this thought.

Magic weapons cannot be used all the time, otherwise their own consciousness is weaker than the control of demon soldiers, and they are afraid that they will be counterattacked by magic weapons and fall into the devil's path.

Then he dragged his bone-splitting body and took the opportunity to escape from the area of the Four Seasons Hall, and while breathing and breathing to stabilize the chaos, he quietly touched towards the periphery of the street.

It's a pity that after going around for an hour, it is still difficult to find the source.

"Huhuhu......"

The fierce cold wind howled somehow, blowing all kinds of flags and willow spirit trees in all directions of the street, making the atmosphere of Mingtu Road more and more depressing.

"Da Da ......"

In the neatly built streets, there were a few light stamping sounds from time to time.

And on the roof of the crimson eaves, the warriors of several different forces of private ownership lurked and hidden, and all the eyes were scanning the figure of the young man.

Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

The monstrous matter of the demonic power of the Dark Pavilion has already attracted the attention of many powerful sects, and the pervasive spies have transmitted the news extremely quickly, and it is known to the whole city in an instant.

"Yi Shao, there are also people from the Cangyun Hall Sword Cry Village. ”

Above the roof not far from Yan Wuyi, there were six black-clothed warriors with good cultivation quietly lurking.

The person who said this was Fang Buzheng, the commander of the Nine Plains of the Broken Sea Gate, and I saw that his thick eyebrows trembled slightly, and he looked respectfully at a short young man with freckles on his face.

This is not spacious Ming Tu Road 6th Street 3rd Road, and at least four forces have infiltrated it.

Although the dragon gate is arranged in an extremely secret manner, it is also difficult to prevent the four capable people from all over the world from showing their might.

The broken sea gate made the Qiankun Town sneak from the Pelican Lake on the main street, and the Chang Xian, one of the seven heads of the Cangyun Palace, took the warriors of the five heavenly veins to enter the Mingtu Road from the left gate street through the inner line, and there was also the sword cry Zhuang swordsman Yujian invisible, arranged the Heavenly Sword Gang, and directly broke into the Mingtu Road.

"It's just in time, Ben Shao is still worried that there is no fun to find, and now he has come to the Cangyun Hall Sword Cry Village, which can be regarded as having some meaning. ”