Several demons and monsters were seriously discussing whether the spirit was empty at this time, completely forgetting that the other party was still a living person who moved freely.

It seems that they have already settled on the essence.

"Voldemort, are you reliable for your words?" said the sixth ghost horn in a cold voice.

The sixth ghost horn debuted relatively early, so his seniority is relatively high, and his speech naturally has some weight.

Voldemort glanced at him, and then said, "Once in the Tang Dynasty, in the inner courtyard of the Deep Palace, I did see him once. ”

"Huh?" Yan Ningxiang began to question.

It is said that he should not be wrong to track down Kongkong for so long, but he is not confident when he is questioned by Voldemort like this.

"I believe my judgment will not be wrong!" Yan Ningxiang finally responded seriously and firmly.

The Ghost Horn Old Six nodded, "In that case, what are we waiting for?"

"Daring fanatic!"

Mei Canghai was the first to rush up, her eyes glaring coldly at Yan Ningxiang.

"Who are you?" Yan Ningxiang didn't know Mei Canghai.

"I am the descendant of the Meicheng Dart Bureau, if I don't change my name, I won't change my surname to Mei Canghai!" Mei Canghai said angrily.

"I didn't expect that there were still people alive in the Meicheng Dart Bureau back then?" Yan Ningxiang frowned slightly.

"You demon girl, kill dozens of people in my dart game, why are you so vicious!" Mei Canghai said angrily.

"You have to figure it out, what evidence do you have to prove that I killed your whole family?" Yan Ningxiang's eyes immediately narrowed.

"Who else but you?" Mei Canghai asked.

"You need to investigate this problem, not come to me directly, the world is so big, life and death are fate, many people will die every day, you can't die one person has to rely on me, right?" Yan Ningxiang said nonchalantly.

It is true that Yan Ningxiang has killed people, and she has a lot of blood debts on her hands, but she can't rely on her for all the people who were killed.

"Yan Ningxiang, if you hadn't peeked at the cloud-piercing arrow in the hands of the old dart head of Mei back then, how could such a tragedy happen in the Meicheng Dart Bureau?" Jingjing'er asked.

"Back then, I did ask Mei Wugong for the Cloud Piercing Arrow, but I left after I got the things, and as for what happened later, it has nothing to do with me. Yan Ningxiang explained.

"Who would believe what you say, you witch?" said the elf in a loud voice.

"Believe it or not, so many basins are buckled on my head, and I don't care about this one!" Yan Ningxiang said coldly.

"Demon girl, I want to sacrifice swords for all the victims of the Meicheng Dart Bureau!"

Mei Canghai attacked in an instant, his eyes were full of hatred, even if the other party was a beauty who was enough to captivate the country and the city, he would kill her.

With a wave of Yan Ningxiang's long sleeves, a pink chaotic silk floated smartly, and her figure shuttled elegantly through the courtyard, not giving Mei Canghai a chance to get close at all.

"Do it!"

The Ghost Horn Old Six called, and the Fat Tiger and Voldemort responded and pressed towards the elf at the same time.

Jing Jing'er took advantage of the situation to draw a long sword, and then the owner of the original courtyard also rushed out and greeted Jing Jing'er together.

It's a pity that the Ghost Horn Lao Liu and the others are all famous demons, and how can they be their opponents with a single injured spirit and an unknown retinue.

After ten moves, the entourage was slapped to death by the fat-headed tiger at close range.

Jing Jing'er relied on exquisite swordsmanship to dodge everywhere, but under the siege of the three masters, there was still danger, unless a miracle appeared, Jing Jing'er had no chance today.

Wang Changlin didn't expect that the female devil Yan Ningxiang's strength was so strong that she could compete with Mei Canghai.

Mei Canghai is the top existence on the list of immortals of the Immortal Sect, and he will be repelled by a loose cultivator of the rivers and lakes, if it is passed out, what is the face of the entire Immortal Sect?

"As I have said, I took the things, but I did not kill the people, and if I killed them, why didn't I admit it?

Yan Ningxiang seemed to gradually fall into the downwind, and persuaded Mei Canghai bitterly.

Wang Changlin frowned, according to the normal logic of thinking, this Yan Ningxiang's words are not unreasonable.

Anyway, there are so many bloody cases on your hands, why don't you admit it?

The fat tiger's giant palm pounced again, and slapped it fiercely towards the back of Jingjing'er.

Jing'er let out a heart-rending roar, and the whole person rushed forward, falling to the ground hard.

The three of them stood together, staring coldly at the empty space that could not fight back.

"Miss Xiang, can't you solve this person yet?" said the fat head Tiger Yin laughed.

"Master Tiger laughed, this guy is very strong. Yan Ningxiang said solemnly.

The two of you come and go, and don't let each other go.

Mei Canghai was red-eyed at this time, as if she regarded Yan Ningxiang, a beauty, as a vicious poisonous snake, and wanted to put her to death.

"Miss Xiang, it seems that you are in a lot of trouble. The Ghost Horn Sixth narrowed his eyes.

"Sixth brother, you still come to help!" Yan Ningxiang said a little impatiently.

"Give this empty space to the emperor of any dynasty, we can all get supreme wealth, if you add one person, I'm afraid it won't be enough!" Ghost Horn Lao Liu suddenly smiled evilly.

"Hahaha! It's still the sixth brother who is right, but it's a pity that Miss Xiang has this skin. The fat-headed tiger laughed.

Wang Changlin was stunned, but he didn't expect these people to be unified.

"Want to go?"

Voldemort had been paying attention to the elf's movements, and immediately stepped on it.

Jing'er's whole body was lying on the ground again, unable to move.

"You still don't make a move?"

The elf suddenly roared into the void, as if he couldn't bear the torture anymore.

Wang Changlin frowned, and he suddenly felt several cold murderous auras coming from all directions.

Murderous!

That's right, this is the absolute purest murderous aura!

Only those who have been immersed in killing all year round will have this unparalleled murderous aura in their bodies!

This murderous aura can make a person frightened!

Who the hell is this elf!

These people were clearly summoned by him!

"Oh no! he still has helpers!" Ghost Horn suddenly exclaimed.

However, they did not have a chance to leave.

The small courtyard was surrounded by dozens of black figures, accompanied by the bright moonlight, and a long sword in each person's hand, reflecting the white moonlight coldly, looking so desolate and miserable.

"Kill!"

One of them suddenly gave the order, and dozens of killers rushed up.

The best way for killers to kill is by surprise, but they seem to rush at all costs to rescue the elves.

Fat-headed Tiger, Voldemort and Devilhorn Lao Liu and others are also not vegetarians, as long-established demons, although they are surprised by the arrival of these killers, they are not as afraid as they are.

Suddenly, the two sides were intertwined with each other.

Mei Canghai can't figure out the situation now.

Wave after wave, who is the sudden killer?

Yan Ningxiang felt as if she had fallen into a scam.

At the beginning, someone guided him to find Jingjing'er, is there any conspiracy behind all this?

However, now she can't think about it, she can't deal with Mei Canghai alone.

The Ghost Horn Sixth has the highest realm among this group of people, reaching the pinnacle of the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

His moves are very ruthless, except for a pair of ghost horns, there is poison all over his body, as long as his ghost horns touch any corner of the body, he will definitely bleed to death.

These killers are well-trained and well-coordinated, apparently from the same organization.

Dozens of people separated the three demons, and they all tacitly did not join the battle between Mei Canghai and Yan Ningxiang.

"This is a trap, rush out first!"

Voldemort roared and rushed to kill.

It's a pity that he is facing more than a dozen well-trained killers, how easy is it to rush out?

Wang Changlin frowned, there were many things he couldn't figure out.

The most important point is, why is there such a big commotion in this courtyard, but there is no appearance of any city defense army?

The only explanation is that one of these people is the emperor of the Yangzhou Dayao Dynasty.

However, now Wang Changlin is also beginning to be confused, who is the real one?

The fat-headed tiger has practiced kung fu to the peak, and he can use this kind of martial arts to advance to the unity of heaven and man, which can only be said to be his acquired diligence.

If it is discovered by Hong Yi, he may be able to take him as an apprentice.

The punch of the fat tiger can shatter a boulder with a radius of one zhang, and this kind of power will definitely smash it into a puddle of mud when it hits the human body.

However, the fat-headed tiger who was born in kung fu was dwarfed by several people, and his actions were not as good as their odd jobs, especially the killers were all in the cracks.

Soon, dozens of scars were cut on his body by several sharp weapons.

Voldemort was the most conservative of these people, he didn't want to come to get involved in this matter at first, but he was invited by Yan Ningxiang, and with so many people, he didn't expect to encounter such danger.

The Ghost Horn Sixth is the most dexterous and has the longest lifespan, and he has the most powerful advantage in terms of combat power and combat experience.

However, even so, in the face of such a tough opponent, he has no time to take care of others.

"Stop fighting!" Yan Ningxiang scolded Mei Canghai.

Mei Canghai didn't understand the meaning of Yan Ningxiang.

"Do you know who they are? If the sixth is dead, you probably won't be able to escape!" Yan Ningxiang said eagerly.

At this time, Jing'er was already sitting there against the wall, and standing beside him was the leader of the killer who had just commanded them to besiege and kill.

Wang Changlin finally felt that this murderous aura was so familiar!

Three big words popped out of his mind.

Bloody Hand Pavilion!

That's right!

This is the killer of the giant Bloody Hand Pavilion from the Nine Sects of the Demon Alliance!

Only the killers of the Bloody Hand Pavilion would emerge with such a huge murderous aura!

Wang Changlin didn't expect to encounter the killers of the Bloody Hand Pavilion here, and these killers were obviously recruited by the elves.

What is the relationship between the elves and the Bloody Hand Pavilion?

Now Wang Changlin can't help but start to wonder, is everything that this Jing'er said before true or false?

Mei Canghai obviously didn't expect why there were so many masters around Jing Jing'er.

Judging from the situation just now, Jingjing'er obviously knew about the existence of these people for a long time.

When he was captured, he didn't summon these people to rescue him.

"Don't you see that Yangzhou City is quieter than ever now?" Yan Ningxiang roared loudly.

Mei Canghai frowned, he also knew that this calm aura seemed to be particularly unquiet in the middle of the night.