"Why can't I kill you little blonde boys? Go to hell! ”

Wrapped in thick hatred and war intent, the third division of Jingtang let out a thick roar and rushed towards this side angrily.

Le Bing, Night Scales, Su Qi, Meng Changsheng, who one would be afraid of him? Not only did he not retreat, he did not avoid, he did not let go, but instead condensed his strength, and then with his strongest attitude, he attacked angrily towards the third division of Jingtang.

"Mad Spear!"

"Mighty King Kong Slash!"

"Evil Moon Slash!"

"Moon Shadow Triple Strike!"

The four masters of the dragon group joined hands in unison, and the gorgeous fighting spirit formed a variety of colorful attack methods in mid-air, and then collided with the third division of Jingtang.

Although the momentum of the four of them is sufficient and their strength is also strong, compared to the three masters of the Jingtang who are close to the Holy Rank, it still cannot be calculated reasonably.

Their powerful attack only caused a small trouble to the third division of Jingtang, who was just a fierce hand, and with a sword strike, the attack of the four people was completely resolved.

With an angry and evil smile, the third division of Jingtang pounced violently.

"Die, little farts kids......"

"Hate the end of the world!"

A faint sound sounded, like ice beads falling on a jade plate.

The cold shadow holding the baby slashed out, but it was all out.

This knife is enough to divide the mountains and waters, and the majestic atmosphere is so majestic that even Yin Nong, who is watching the battle, is stunned.

The momentum of the three divisions of Jingtang has been blocked by the four people of the night scales, and now after receiving another sword, the body of the three cultivators has almost been dissected into two sides from it.

At the same time, the powerful attack of the Seven Cylinders also blasted down from behind them.

The fist with the boiling lava slammed into their backs.

"Whoa!"

The sound of rolling magma devouring flesh and blood, and the sound of hating the end of the world and cutting the body, became the only sound in the audience at this moment.

Defeated, defeated, defeated without any margin.

The three divisions of Jingtang, who were able to compete with the lord of Hanshilin, the shade of the six treasures and wonderful trees, were actually defeated.

The body shattered like a mirror, and then the three bodies were restored in an instant.

It's just that each of them was cut a long gap in front of them, and blood flowed for a long time, and their backs also had a blood hole the size of a fist, blood and flames flowed together, and life and momentum flew together......

A rookie freshman team who has just entered Hanshilin actually defeated the third division of Jingtang, who has been entrenched in Hanshilin for many years and has competed with Yinong for status? Even Jing Tangzhai was killed by the seven cylinders, which can no longer be simply described by the word miracle.

Holding the baby, Leng Meiying with a cold look, took a step and slowly walked away.

Nightscale and the others followed her, following closely.

The seven cylinders were left in place, and the palm of his hand conjured into a flame knife, and he was about to cut off the heads of the three people with one sword.

"Stop!"

At the last moment, Yin Nong finally spoke, and with a slight brush of the Six Treasures Wonderful Tree, the flames on the Seven Cylinder Fist suddenly disappeared.

This is a kind of disappearance from the elements, and as soon as the wind from the Six Treasure Wonderful Tree brushed out, the Seven Cylinders clearly felt that the flame knife on the fist was out of their control, as if it was a treasure knife, and it was violently decomposed into pure matter and disappeared into the air.