"Senior brother......" The Silent Mage looked at the chaotic hall and the continuous pouring of black smoke, and asked the master of emptiness beside him in a deep voice.

"Get out of here first!, junior brother, you can stop these three demons!" said the Master of Emptiness with a slap of his hand, driving away a puff of black smoke.

"Senior brother, don't worry. "Master Lonely took many warrior monks from Baoxiang Temple to hold the previous generation of cyan flag master Zhang Jianshan and his family of three down.

Chapter Ninety-Three

"All the disciples listen to the order!Come with me to slay the demons and eliminate the demons!" The master of emptiness shouted, and led the disciples of the Shaolin Temple to open the way first.

Although the stone castle hall of the Great Banner Alliance could accommodate as many as a thousand people, at this time, many people all flocked to the gate, and for a while, it was chaotic, and all the people were crowded together. There was even the anxious person who flew up and stepped on other people's heads and rushed out. However, all of them are famous and upright masters and heroes of the rivers and lakes, who is willing to give their heads to others to step on? At the moment, they just stretched out their hands to pull that person down, and it was chaos again.

The hall was filled with black smoke, and many people were already trapped in the black smoke, but the gate was still pushing and crowding each other. Even if the Master of Emptiness came with the warrior monks of the Shaolin Temple, he couldn't stop these people who just wanted to rush out.

There is one area in the hall that no one has moved, and that is the people of Wanjian Tower. I saw that these swordsmen sat motionless like wood, no matter how riotous the crowd was, and even the black smoke drifted over, they still didn't move.

"A bunch of fools, there is no poison in this smoke......" Pei Hongyue scolded in a low voice, still sitting there.

At this time, the black smoke had covered the entire hall, and even Wang Meng and his party were in the black smoke.

Wang Yuan slapped Wang Meng's heart with a palm, and Bo Bo Zhenqi sent it over, this is to prevent poison in the smoke, and first help Wang Meng protect his heart.

However......

"Oh, didn't you say that this smoke is poisonous? Why don't I feel dizzy?" Hu Chuan and Hu Gongzi, who made a strange sound first.

As soon as Li Mu heard it, his sword eyebrows moved, and then he let go of his breath and took a breath, and then he said faintly: "It seems that there is indeed no poisonous ......."

At this time, all kinds of doubts were heard all over the hall.

"It's not poisonous! There's no poison in this black smoke!"

"I'm fine!"

"I'm fine, too!

......

Hearing the noise of many martial arts people in the rivers and lakes, the mage quietly let go of his breath and took a breath. Hmmm? It doesn't seem to be poisonous. But, wait......

"Be careful, this is the old suspicion of the general's mound demon!" "The mage of Silence figured out the joints in it.

But......

"Lonely old man, you found out too late......!

As soon as the mage of silence finished speaking, he noticed a sudden change around him!

A fleshy palm stretched out from the black mist in all directions, and the black mist was swept away like ripples in the void. The target of this palm is the Silent Mage!

The mage suddenly felt the emptiness of the defense in front of him, and hurriedly raised his hand to parry, but where could he resist, he was directly imprinted by a palm, his arms clicked and shattered, and the palm power came like an angry wave, slamming open in his chest, shaking him out sideways!

In just a few breaths, the Grandmaster of Baoxiang Temple, Master Lonely Difficulty, was seriously injured and knocked away.

At this time, the surrounding warrior monks of Baoxiang Temple reacted, but they saw that the 'child king' Sikong Gaofei, who should have disappeared from the window, appeared again.

The 'Child King' Sikong Gao Fei sneaked up with a palm to seriously injure the mage, and did not pursue, his figure swirled, turned in the air, and swept straight towards the family of Zhang Jianshan, the owner of the previous generation of cyan flags.

"What a demon!" Several warrior monks of Baoxiang Temple who were waiting next to the family of Zhang Jianshan, the owner of the previous generation of cyan flags, were not only stunned in the face of the 'child king' Sikong Gao Fei who was in a hurry, but all raised their sticks towards the 'child king' Sikong Gao Fei point.

The stick tricks of this Baoxiang Temple are complicated, varied, and there are hidden formations, these several warrior monks stretched out their sticks together, and each stick was divided into a key point of the 'child king' Sikong Gaofei, each stick was different, even the 'child king' Sikong Gaofei could not be carried hard.

Whoop......

The 'Child King' Sikong Gao Fei stiffly stopped, he knew that it would be impossible to break the stick formation formed by these warrior monks in a short period of time. I saw him raise his hand, flick his empty fingers, and several finger winds passed through these warrior monks, shooting directly at the daughter of Zhang Jianshan, the owner of the previous generation of cyan flags, and his wife, the owner of the Hongmeng Building.

Zhang Jianshan, the leader of the previous generation of cyan flags, and his wife suddenly had a stirring spirit, and their eyes returned to clarity, but before they could figure out what was going on, they heard a voice as sharp as a child ringing in their ears, saying: "As long as the two of you make an oath now and tell us the secret of the 'Immortal Cave Mansion' in the general's mound, then I will save your family of three from this predicament!"

After hearing this, Zhang Jianshan, the leader of the previous generation of cyan flags, and his wife shook their heads, and the two held hands and looked at each other. Attachment and reluctance to each other appeared in the eyes of both of them. But in the next moment, the eyes of the two lit up with determination.

"Sister Wan, you go first, me and Wunian Er will come soon!" Zhang Jianshan, the leader of the previous generation of cyan flags, looked at his wife and smiled miserably.

His wife, the daughter of the owner of the Hongmeng Building, heard his words, and an abnormal flush appeared on her originally miserable face. Then she turned to look at their child, and she smiled, and the smile was so happy. Correct......

The smile was still the same, but the hand of the daughter of the owner of the Hongmeng Building was raised, and then the backhand slashed on her head. Suddenly, the skull shattered, and blood splattered out......

Before the daughter of the owner of the Hongmeng Mansion slowly fell, I only heard her voice full of infinite nostalgia and said to Zhang Jianshan, the owner of the previous generation of cyan flags: "Brother Jianshan, I Xie Wansheng is your person all my life, even if it is a ghost......

The beloved wife committed suicide, and the huge sense of grief instantly drowned the previous generation of cyan flag master Zhang Jianshan. And the honest boy named Zhang Wunian watched his mother commit suicide in front of him, and such a big impact made him stunned on the spot.

"Ha ......" Zhang Jianshan, the leader of the previous generation of cyan flags, laughed miserably, and then also high-fived him as a knife, slashing behind him, and behind him was his child.

Finally, the warrior monks of Baoxiang Temple discovered the abnormality here, and saw that one person had died, and Zhang Jianshan, the owner of the previous generation of cyan flags, was turning around and hitting his own child, and it was obvious that this family was going to commit suicide together!

The warrior monk of Baoxiang Temple hurriedly hit it with a stick, opened the hand knife of Zhang Jianshan, the leader of the previous generation of cyan flags, and then pulled the young man behind him.