"Don't you think..."

The Eastern Evil Nie Thousand Blades shouted violently.

Although these martial arts people are forced to kneel down to these demons due to the situation, as the pinnacle of martial arts people in the Central Plains, they are admired by tens of thousands of people, even if they die, it is impossible to kneel down to these demons in humiliation.

"A few old guys, what kind of backbone are you playing? I'll count dozens of them, and if you don't kneel, you will be killed..."

The white tiger snorted coldly.

I didn't bother to be wordy, and began to count on the spot, and there were still warriors who did not kneel and surrender, seeing that the defeat was decided, and if they didn't kneel, they would die, so they also surrendered and knelt one after another.

Even Duan Tianhong, Jiang Hao, Hua Wutian and others had to kneel in humiliation under the threat of several Rakshasas' murderous eyes.

Looking at the audience, there were only four people left who were still standing.

The demons have been put on order!

"Five... Four... Three... Two..."

Just when the white tiger counted to one, ready to attack the four old monsters of the East and West Poison Southern Emperor and Northern Beggar, he heard a majestic shout:

"Bold demons, dare to offend my Central Plains..."

In mid-air, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The person who came was an old man who looked to be in his seventies, wearing a gray robe, holding a long stick more than one meter long that seemed to be made of milky white jade, which looked a bit like the dog-beating stick held by Hong Qigong in the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

The old man stood on the villa, looking down, and the momentum around him was released in vain, dispelling a lot of black qi.

And the warriors below saw this figure, and their faces were shocked:

"Ye Wuji, it turned out to be Ye Wuji..."

"What? Ye Wuji? This... This is the legendary Ye Wuji who stands on top of the Eastern Evil and Western Poison, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar?"

"Haha, do you mean we have been saved?"

Most martial artists may not have seen Ye Wuji, but his name is almost unknown in the Central Plains Martial Arts.

It's just that Ye Wuji hasn't appeared since the Demon Killing War twenty years ago.

Some people say that he has died in battle, and some people say that he is not dead, but he is just practicing in retreat, but Ye Wuji has not appeared for twenty years, and no martial arts person has seen him appear again, which is an undeniable fact.

So over time, someone really thought he was dead.

But no matter what, his legend is still circulating on the rivers and lakes.

Seeing him appear at this time, it is no wonder that these martial artists are so excited, which means that Ye Wuji has been in retreat and cultivation for twenty years, and his strength has already become a saint twenty years ago, and now his strength has improved.

Do you dare to imagine that?

"This old guy isn't even dead?"

The four great rakshasas, such as the Green Dragon and the White Tiger, couldn't help but be shocked when they saw Ye Wuji appear.

Ye Wuji's strength, how could they not know?

It can be said that in the great war twenty years ago, if it wasn't for Ye Wuji's participation in the war, I am afraid that the Holy Heaven Sect would have overwhelmed the martial arts people in the Central Plains and unified the Central Plains.

For Ye Wuji, they naturally had lingering palpitations.

Ye Wuji condescendingly looked down at the four rakshasas below, and shouted loudly:

"Who gave you the guts of the dog, and you dare to come to my Central Plains Martial Arts?"

Although the four rakshasas were startled, they quickly recovered, and Qinglong shouted on the spot:

"Ye Wuji, although your strength is good, but today, even you can't save the Central Plains Martial Arts..."

"Yes, the old man's dog beating stick hasn't hit a dog for twenty years, and he is already hungry and thirsty, and today, I'm going to use you to brush it..."

Ye Wuji played with the dog-beating stick in his hand, and looked down at Qinglong and the others below playfully like an old naughty boy.

"Old fellow, don't be complacent too early, we lost to you twenty years ago, today, not necessarily. ”

The Qinglong group was ready for battle, and they didn't seem to be afraid.

"Eat the old man's stick..."

Ye Wuji didn't bother to be wordy, and immediately waved the dog-beating stick in his hand, bringing out a mighty and unrivaled energy, the momentum was like a rainbow, traversing the sky, and slashing at the Qinglong people below with a thunderous momentum.

This seems to be a random swing, but the terrifying power contained is unimaginable.

The most direct embodiment is that Duan Tianhong, Hua Wutian and the others trembled, and they didn't use the courage to take this blow at all, if they received this blow, they were afraid that they would be wiped out on the spot.

"Formation!"

The four great rakshasas of the Blue Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu were fearless and had already prepared.

The four of them suddenly worked, and in an instant, the surrounding black qi was condensed above their heads, and with the vigorous energy, a solid barrier was formed.

Bang--

The next moment.

I saw that the strength of the dog beating stick hit the black gas barrier, and a loud bang came out, and the black gas barrier exploded on the spot, turning into black gas and dissipating away, but the four Qinglong people under the black gas barrier looked fine.

"Old fellow, die..."

At the same time as the four great rakshasas of the Blue Dragon and White Tiger Vermilion Bird Xuanwu drank violently, they jumped up and burst out one after another, each showing their ability to rush at Ye Wuji, who was hanging in the air, to launch a crazy bombardment.

"Xiao Xiao Maniac, Hugh is rampant!"

Ye Wuji waved the dog-beating stick in his hand and calmly responded to the battle.

Bang bang bang --

One after another, the black gas blasted towards Ye Wuji like a cannon, and the big trees below were bombarded by the black gas, and the ground was also blown out of big holes, and the dust was billowing and a mess.

These four people may not be Ye Wuji's opponent when they fight alone, but at this time, the four of them joined forces, and their cooperation was seamless.

Therefore, for a while, it was not left behind.

"Okay, good fight, Wuji Ancestor killed a few demons..."

"It's easy to say that being able to witness this war of the century with your own eyes can be regarded as having no regrets in this life..."

"Alas, when will I have such terrifying strength?"

The martial arts people below looked up at the fierce battle above, the new tide was surging, this kind of wonderful and fierce battle can be said to be very rare, because even the characters of the level of the East Evil West Poison Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar, it is rare to see them make a move.

Not to mention the majesty of an almost mythical character like Ye Wuji.

It's the same as movie fans who like to watch movies, and the mood is the same when they see a Hollywood blockbuster that comes out once in decades.

No, it's more exciting, more exciting, because it's immersive.

Moreover, it is also about their survival and death.

If Ye Wuji is defeated, then it means that the Central Plains Martial Arts will be conquered by the Demon Sect, and from then on, he can only be at the mercy of those demons.

After a moment of fighting, the two sides were still at a standstill.

But it seemed that the four of Qinglong were already obviously struggling, and it was obvious that Ye Wuji's strength was already unimaginably strong.

The four of them were able to fight against Ye Wuji for so long, and their strength was already quite against the sky.

Ye Wuji had to admit it.

These demons are invincible, and they really have the strength to conquer the Central Plains martial arts.

(End of chapter)

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