"Boom!"

A huge golden fist seal fell from the sky and slammed into the iron ropes that filled the sky. The iron ropes were shaken open by the golden fist print, and they curled upside down towards the chisel.

The muscles of half of his body swelled, and the golden glow appeared under his eyes, and he rushed out from behind Thirteen, and the ink-colored snake tail swung and rolled towards the several half-demons in front of him, directly exploding the bodies of those half-demons! He opened his mouth and roared angrily, revealing two sharp teeth. With a sudden force on both arms, the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand flew out towards the chisel teeth!

Thirteen saw that he helped out, and his heart was moved. The situation was critical just now, and if he hadn't appeared in time, he might have died under that iron cable!" he nodded slightly, and several arrows were fired at the half-demons around him.

Chisel gripped the iron cable in his hand, and spun it rapidly, the iron cable turned faster and faster, and it had turned into an afterimage in front of him.

The three-pointed, two-edged knife was thrown against the whirling iron cable, and sparks flew in all directions, making a sharp and piercing sound of metal grinding. Chisel Tooth took a few steps behind him, and the iron cable in his hand was directly cut in two! The three-pointed and two-edged knife was castrated, and stabbed straight into the chest of Chisel Tooth!

"Buzz"

In his hurry, Chisel could only raise his arms to resist, and he closed his eyes tightly, but the imaginary pain did not come.

In front of him stood a seven or eight-year-old boy wearing a white cotton shirt and a pair of blue sandals, and a pair of bamboo shoes on his feet. The exposed skin was covered with blue tattoos. This little boy is none other than Ah Xiu, who was robbed of his body by those demonic qi.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the three-pointed two-edged knife that was galloping, the cold aura on his body soared, a black demonic flame burst out of his body, the temperature in the stone hall plummeted, and everyone faintly felt a feeling of oppression.

Ah Xiu turned the direction of the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand and threw it forward with force. The three-pointed two-edged knife had a great demonic flame on it, stabbing towards it.

Reacting quickly, he sideways narrowly avoided the three-pointed, two-edged knife, the blade of which sank straight into the stone wall behind him.

"Chisel tooth is useless...... Thank you Lord Shimen for saving your life!" Chisel Tooth half-knelt behind Ah Xiu and arched his hand.

Ah Xiu turned around, kicked the chiseled tooth in the chest, and said angrily: "Useless things!"

The chisel was kicked dozens of feet away by him, and with a "bang", his whole body hit the stone wall behind him, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He clutched his chest and crawled back, knelt at Ah Xiu's feet, and said with a respectful expression: "Please give me another chance, this time, I will definitely not disappoint the door master!"

Ah Xiu didn't pay attention to the chisel teeth, but turned his head to look at the other two black-robed people, and said in a strange voice: "Since the two of you have taken refuge in someone from Xiaozongshi, I must give you some opportunities to perform......

Then, with a murderous look on his face, he said with a gloomy look: "Kill all these people for me!

The two black-robed men arched their hands to Ah Xiu and said, "Hua Yi takes orders!"

"Sikong Jing takes orders!"

It turned out that these two black-robed people were Hua Yi, the hall master of the Sanren Gang Renzong Wuzi Hall, and Sikong Jing, the hall master of the Shenzi Hall. Not long after they arrived in the Realm of Flowing Fire, they met Shi Wentian, the master of Xiaozong, and two of his generals, Chi Ya, the hall master of the Mao Zi Hall, and Li Jiu, the hall master of the Si Zi Hall.

The four sects and twelve halls of the Sanren Gang have never been harmonious, and in order to survive, the two of them can only make a compromise and take refuge in Shi Wentian. The Realm of Flowing Fire could not use spiritual energy, Shi Wentian and the two hall masters under him had already fallen into the demonic path, and Hua Yi and Sikong Jing were forced by the situation to also start cultivating with demonic energy. However, there is also a disadvantage to cultivating with demonic energy, that is, they are very afraid of the scorching sunlight of the Flowing Fire Realm, and on weekdays, they can only hide in Tibet. It was only when night came that they would attack those weak clans and tribes and use their corpses for cultivation.

Shi Wentian is sinister and cunning, and suspicious by nature, and has always lacked trust in the two of them. It seems that this time, I have to behave well in saying anything. Hua Yi held the crescent boring and rushed forward. With a flick of the snake's tail, the stone wall behind him was shattered, and the three-pointed two-edged knife flew back into his hand, and he flew forward and fought with Hua Yi in one place.

The iron fan in Sikong Jing's hand shook, and dozens of fan blades stabbed towards Thirteen with a little cold light.

Thirteen nimbly dodged the attacks of those blades, drew several long arrows from his back, and shot several arrows in unison, shooting at Sikong Jing in front of him.

Sikong Jing spun around, and the iron fan in his hand spread, and an iron fan split into two, turning into an iron umbrella, and bounced away the long arrows that came from the thirteen.

The black shadow flashed, and a pitch-black eye-catching tiger pounced on Thirteen from behind. Thirteen couldn't dodge it, and was hit by its tiger claws, and a cloud of blood mist exploded on his body.

"Young Patriarch!"

Elder Hanxun rushed forward, drew the curved bow in his hand, and a sharp long arrow roared and shot at the black tiger.

Sikong Jing snorted coldly and shouted, "Spotted, set up the array!"

The fierce tiger turned into a puff of black gas and burrowed into the iron fan in Sikong Jing's hand. The sharp arrow shot by Elder Han Xun pierced the air.

Sikong Jing said something in his mouth, and threw the iron fan in his hand into the air. The iron fan turned into dozens of thin pieces of iron, which swirled in mid-air. The iron pieces were engraved with black runes, and there were bursts of demonic energy on them.

On the ground under everyone's feet, a pitch-black five-pointed star array slowly emerged.

"Oh no! stop her from setting up!"

Thirteen didn't care about the injuries on his body, turned over, drew a long bow, and a red flame arrow broke through the air and shot towards Sikong Jing not far away!

At the same time, he and Hua Yi are also inseparable.

The strength of his arm was amazing, and he used his three-pointed two-edged knife to shake open the crescent boring that Hua Yi had stabbed, and he clenched his fist with one hand, and a pale golden fist roared out, hitting Hua Yi's abdomen. Hua Yi was punched in the abdomen, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew upside down.

Taking advantage of the victory to pursue, he took a step forward, the golden arrogance on his body soared, and punch after punch blasted out one after another, dozens of golden fist prints shattered into the air, and the connection bombarded Hua Yi.

Hua Yi watched the fist shadow in the sky smash towards him, his eyes widened in horror, he turned his head to look at Ah Xiu, and shouted anxiously: "Shimen Lord save me! I don't want to die yet."

Ah Xiu slugged, his figure moved, but he rushed in another direction.

"Bang!bang!"

The golden heavy fists smashed down on Hua Yi's body one after another, making a heavy muffled sound. Hua Yi felt that her internal organs had been shattered, and blood soaked the ground. His eyes were dilated, his spirit was sluggish, and he asked with his last breath, "Why...... Why don't you save me......"

Ah Xiu smiled coldly and said, "Because I never rescue useless waste!"