"My Yan Chihao's apprentice, who dares to move?" Yan Chihao's eyes were cold, and when he looked around, an invisible sharp aura lingered around his body, condensing into countless sharp swords, the sword was sharp, and the killing intent was full of sky, and he would give a blow to kill at any time.

Everyone saw the face of the person who came clearly, felt his undisguised murderous aura, and their bodies trembled in unison, and they lowered their heads, unable to look directly.

Aura!

This is Yan Chihao's absolute aura, one person suppresses hundreds of people.

"Hmm!" a fierce aura approached Cheng Hong.

Under Yan Chihao's suppression, Cheng Hong's face changed slightly.

Obviously, Yan Chihao's momentum was even more domineering, full of naked murderous aura.

"Master!" Sun Ce reacted and quickly stepped forward.

Seeing that his favorite disciple was safe and sound, Yan Chihao's nervous mood slowly relaxed, and his suppression of Cheng Hong also eased slightly.

The momentum slowed down, and Cheng Hong felt better, but at this moment, his face had been lost, and he was suppressed by Yan Chihao and couldn't say a word.

"Hmph!" Cheng Hong could only snort coldly in the end, venting the depression in his heart.

Sun Ce did not hesitate, and immediately explained everything that had just happened to Yan Chihao.

"Chi Hao, you're late. Bei Beggar Hongqi walked up to Yan Chihao, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Thank you this time. After listening to Sun Ce's explanation, Yan Chihao understood the whole story, and was very grateful to Bei Qi Hongqi for his help this time, if it weren't for him, maybe his favorite disciple would have suffered a lot of criticism.

Bei Qi Hongqi didn't speak, just smiled slightly, which was an answer.

Men don't need too many words between them, a look and a smile are enough.

"From now on, you have remembered to me that the sword is your life, the sword is in the people, and the sword is dead. Yan Chihao said to Sun Ce with a solemn face.

"Yes. Sun Ce nodded solemnly, very respectfully.

Yan Chihao turned his gaze to look at Cheng Hong at this time, his eyes were sharp and murderous.

His eyes were extremely cold, but Cheng Hong did not move, and even smiled at Yan Chihao.

It's just that in anyone's opinion, that smile is more ugly than crying.

Cheng Hong is now completely a swollen face and a fat man, although he is scared in his heart, but he still has a calm and breezy look on his face, and no one can see it.

"Hmph!" Yan Chihao suddenly snorted coldly.

"Buzz!"

As the cold hum fell, the bodies of the people who practiced sword skills in the surrounding audience trembled slightly, and the aura in their bodies began to boil violently, turning into a sharp sword, wanting to fly out of the body, making a sword roar.

No one knew what Yan Chihao was planning, and suddenly, as if he had gone crazy, his body trembled wildly, and then the aura gushed out, turned into a sharp sword, and suddenly soared into the sky.

"Whew!"

A long sword soared into the sky.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

As if a trumpet had been played, several sharp swords flew into the sky.

"Ah, my sword!"

"Why did my sword fly on its own?"

"Is it Yan Chihao?"

"Impossible, how can he control my aura?"

......

The people around him who were flying with sharp swords all showed panic in their eyes, their sword skills were controlled by others, Yan Chihao wanted to take his own head, wouldn't it be easy?

"Whew!"

Ten long swords, the head of the sword suddenly faced Cheng Hong, turned into ten streamers, and stabbed away in an instant.

"Bang!"

Ten streamers, like ten life-urging talismans, went forward, emitting a piercing sound of breaking the sky! As if they were about to shoot Cheng Hong into a hedgehog, the sword broke through the void, and in an instant they were close to the front.

"It's over!" said the onlookers pity Cheng Hong.

"Stop!"

At this moment, two voices rang out, from far and near, and soon came to the front.

Two figures, one black and one white, appeared at the same time, and shot at the same time, and a wall of blocking air suddenly blocked in front of Cheng Hong.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!"

Ten long swords pierced into the qi wall, constantly going deeper, the two masters defended at the same time, and the long swords finally stopped.

The nearest one stopped five inches away from Cheng Hong's eyebrows.

Cheng Hong, who was pointed at by the long sword, still didn't move, even if the long sword was only five inches from the center of his eyebrows, his eyelids didn't jump.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Cheng Hong is not a daring artist, but he was frightened and didn't have time to react.

"Bang!"

Two figures, one black and one white, shot at the same time, and the ten long swords suddenly burst back.

"Yan Chihao, this incident is just a misunderstanding, so forget it. Heisha stood up and said, "Now we are all trapped in this maze, we are all in the same boat, at this time, we should work together to help each other, if there is still civil strife, if we want to get out at that time, I am afraid it will be even more difficult." ”

The two figures, one black and one white, are the legendary "black and white double evil" in the rivers and lakes, the two are both righteous and evil, and now they have stood up at this time, obviously playing the role of "justice".

"Black and white. Yan Chihao looked at the two people who suddenly intervened, his brows wrinkled involuntarily, one-on-one, he was confident that he could easily solve the battle with a stick of incense, but if the two joined forces, there would be a qualitative change, even if it was himself, he was afraid that he could only retreat with his whole body.

Cheng Hong only reacted from his distraction at this time, and suddenly felt a palpitation for the rest of his life, and his eyes were filled with a trace of fear when he looked at Yan Chihao, this guy even shot directly without saying hello, and he was a killer, not caring about the place at all.

Why did you provoke such a crazy guy?

Thinking that the black and white shuangsha intervened strongly, Yan Chihao soon left with the northern beggars Hongqi and Sun Ce, but when he left, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally skimmed over the location of Yan Luo, and finally stayed on Yan Luo for a few seconds, and then left quickly.

"Did you find out?" Yan Luo felt Yan Chihao's eyes, his heart moved, and he felt that he was not a weak guy.

"There's no excitement to see, let's go back. Yama glanced at it lightly and turned back directly.

A "big war" ended like this, and it was really a "farce"!

Ten days, in a flash.

In the tent, Baimei, Qianjiao, and Rhodiola all looked at Yama in the center.

"Sedum......" Yama looked at Bai Rhodiola who was standing aside, "Have you done what you explained?"

"Yes. Bai Rhodiola replied respectfully, "The palace master's plan has been conveyed to the other eleven detachments, and they are now waiting for the other eleven directions, just waiting for the palace master's order, they can break the formation together." ”

"Good. Yan Luo nodded with satisfaction and looked at Baimei and Qianjiao again, "You two, remember what I said to you before?"

Yan Luo led the hundred disciples of the Dragon Tiger Hall and slowly walked to the front of the orange light mask.

At this time, the other five hundred people had already been divided into eleven squads and distributed in the other eleven directions of the mask, of course, they were all told by Rhodiola and had been waiting for a long time.