Shaolin Temple, outside the Guanfei Hall, hundreds of ancient warriors fled in all directions, one by one with a frightened face, looking at the fierce battle not far away.

Forty-nine ancient martial artists, the realm is not high, and the strongest one is only the dark power Great Perfection.

However, under the control of the Assassin Demon, these forty-nine ancient warriors seemed to have cultivated the Hengjia Technique, and the King Kong was inaccessible, and their power was terrifying.

The whole person of the assassin demon was shrouded in black robes, his hands were like swaying willows, and hundreds of silver threads were like a big net.

Li Ling had a look of shock on his face, and muttered in his heart, "This Xiangzhong corpse expulsion technique is too powerful, right?"

Observing the fluctuations of the true qi overflowing from the thorn demon, he was at most a half-step grandmaster, but his control of the true qi had reached an extremely high level.

The Thorn Demon is almost single-minded, and every ancient warrior controlled by him has a different martial art, and he also has to guard against those silver threads being cut off by the eighteen bronze men.

"Boom!!"

"Ten thousand stacks of corpses!"

Master Rufa's face sank, and he shouted, "Column, Demon Array!"

"Yes!"

In the eyes of everyone, the forty-nine ancient warriors who were controlled by the assassin demons all had cold expressions, their eyes were scattered, their feet were on their shoulders, and their hands were clasped.

"Kill!"

The Thorn Demon let out a low roar and stood behind the forty-nine ancient warriors who were stepping on top of each other, his hands pulling violently, and the whole person was parallel to the ground.

"Boom!"

The four people on the left jumped up violently, as if they had turned into giants with their left feet, and stepped on the oncoming eighteen bronze figures.

Suddenly, Li Ling's expression changed slightly, his afterglow swept away, and he looked at Gong Jiao, who stepped out, like a humanoid lightning, rushing out of the Guanfei Hall.

"Oops!" a look of anxiety appeared on Master Rufa's face, with Gong Jiao's ability, there were really few people in this Shaolin Temple who could stop him.

"Boom!"

Every time Gong Jiao stepped out, it was as if he was stepping on a mountain, and bursts of deafening roars continued to sound.

Just like a streamer, Gong Jiao disappeared into the night in the envious eyes of everyone.

A strange light flashed in Li Ling's eyes, and with a step forward, he also chased in the direction where Gong Jiao left.

"Crazy!"

The cold voice of the assassin demon was like a fierce wind blowing from Antarctica, which made people feel cold.

As the sound of the thorn demon sounded, the forty-nine ancient warriors who stepped on top of each other suddenly roared again and again, and the acupuncture points pierced by the silver needles flashed with brilliant light.

"Assassin, stop!"

Looking at the ancient warriors, the acupoints all over his body flashed with brilliant light, the master of Rufa couldn't help but be anxious, and roared: "I'll let you go!"

"Humph!"

The Thorn Demon sneered, his hands trembled, and hundreds of silver threads controlled forty-nine ancient martial artists, jumping towards the outside of the Shaolin Temple.

"What's going on?"

"Why did Master Rufa let them go?"

"Can you not let them go? The Thorn Demon is going to blow up their acupoints!"

In the aisle not far from Guanfei Hall, Long Xiao's expression was calm, his hands were on his chest, his back was against the wall, and his eyes flashed with complexity.

Ten miles away from the Shaolin Temple, Bucer's face was full of horror, his chest rose and fell violently, one hand pressed against a towering tree, and the other hand caressed his chest.

However, Bucer's hands were extremely black, and it looked extremely disgusting to see if a wisp of black and fishy blood would overflow.

"Boom !!"

Suddenly, a terrifying momentum roared from afar.

Raising his head suddenly, Bucer's eyes flashed with murderous intent, gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "No one can kill me, no !!"

"Boom!"

A gust of wind was like a big sword that opened the sky, shattering all the trees within a radius of tens of meters, and a slim figure, carrying a cold breath, slowly walked towards Bucer.

Gong Jiao's eyes were filled with endless killing intent, staring at Bu Se, who had dark hands and a crazy face in the distance.

Li Ling followed behind Gong Jiao, looking at the embarrassed Bu Se in the distance, and couldn't help but stiffen his expression.

"Is that Bucer?" A look of astonishment appeared in Li Ling's eyes, Bucer was also a biochemical warrior who had stepped into the sixth level with half a foot, even if the Grandmaster was strong, it would be impossible for him to be so embarrassed, right?

"Gong Jiao!!"

Bucer's body trembled, his eyes bloodshot, staring at Gong Jiao, who stopped a hundred meters away.

Looking at Bu Se, Gong Jiao's face gradually calmed down, "Bu Se, you shouldn't have killed the axe!"

Bucer's chest rose and fell violently like a blower, but a hideous smile appeared on his face, "Gong Jiao, are you very angry? Hahaha, let me tell you, not only will I kill the axe, but I will also destroy his entire family." ”

"Bucer, you'll regret it!" Gong Jiao's eyes were cold, staring at Bucer, who was crazy.

"Hahahaha!!"

Listening to Gong Jiao's threat, Bucer raised his head and laughed, even laughing with tears in his eyes.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the ground burst, and cracks, like spider webs, spread in all directions around the ground that Bucer had struck.

Bucer's speed surpassed the speed of sound, carrying the strength that could easily kill the dark strength warriors, and attacked Gong Jiao.

In the face of Bucer, who was attacking, Gong Jiao's expression was indifferent, his toes were on the ground, and he kept retreating.

"Gong Jiao, don't you want to make me regret it? Why do you want to run? Come on!" Bucer's voice echoed for miles like spring thunder.

However, no matter what Busse said, Gong Jiao still refused to make a move, just stared at him with an indifferent expression and retreated with all his might.

"What is Gong Jiao doing here?" Li Ling jumped on a towering tree on tiptoe, his eyes flashing with doubt, and he couldn't understand what he was planning.

Less than five hundred meters away, the Thorn Demon controlled forty-nine ancient warriors and quickly rushed towards this side.

"Use these forty-nine ancient warriors to deal with Busse?" Li Ling swept his gaze and looked at the sound jumping in the distance, and couldn't help but be stunned.

No matter what, Bu Se is also a biochemical warrior who has half a foot to step into the sixth level, although this group of ancient warriors has increased their physique and attack power because of the corpse expulsion technique in Xiangzhong, they cannot be Bu Se's opponent.

With Bucer's strength, one punch was enough to blow up the ancient warriors who were controlled by the Xiangzhong corpse expulsion technique.

"Bucer has been tricked!"

"Dragon-senpai!"

Li Ling blinked, looked at Long Xiao, who was standing beside him from a distance, and asked, "Senior Long, what do you mean when you say that Bu Se has been tricked?"

Long Xiao's eyes flashed with a complicated light, and he said, "The current Bu Se is like a puppet, controlled by the Heavenly Wisdom Cloud Demon. No matter how powerful Bucer is, once he steps into the trap of the Heavenly Wisdom Cloud Demon, the god will also fall!"

"God is also falling?" Li Ling was slightly stunned, looked at Long Xiao with a solemn face, and asked, "Senior Long, what is the origin of this Tianzhi Cloud Demon?"

Listening to Li Ling's inquiry, Long Xiao's eyes flashed with a look of remembrance and jealousy, and said, "Be wise with the sky." ”