There must be demons for no reason!

There was such a big commotion, how could Yangzhou City be so quiet!

This is the imperial capital of the Dayao Dynasty!

Yan Ningxiang couldn't take care of Mei Canghai, who was stunned, and suddenly joined the battle group, she couldn't ignore the ghost horn Lao Liu and the others.

Although several people can't be called friends, they are all like-minded people, and they take care of each other when they encounter disasters, which is a tacit thing.

Bang!

The moment Mei Canghai was stunned, a sword light flashed, if he hadn't dodged in time, one of his arms would probably have been cut off.

At this time, the leader of the killer who was originally standing beside Jing Jing'er appeared in front of Mei Canghai.

"Why?"

Mei Canghai covered the scar that had just been scratched with one hand, and the blood stains on it were still mottled.

"You know too much. ”

The leader of the killer obviously didn't want to explain too much and did it in an instant.

A killer of the Heaven and Man Unity Realm, a killer of this level is a saint-level existence in the Blood Hand Pavilion.

An Emissary has ten Blood-Clad Emissaries under him, and each of them has the ability to lead autonomously.

Mei Canghai didn't know what kind of game she had fallen into.

The opponent in front of him made him fall into fear, a blood-clothed holy envoy was definitely the pinnacle existence of the realm of the unity of heaven and man, I am afraid that it had reached the point when the golden Confucian scholar stayed in the realm of the unity of heaven and man.

Mei Canghai may still be able to compete in his heyday, but after a battle, and after being injured, Mei Canghai is obviously no longer his opponent.

Because of Yan Ningxiang's addition, the Ghost Horn Lao Liu and the others eased up slightly, but these killers were obviously more prepared.

The killer's sword formation is very wonderful, although it only needs the cooperation of ten people, it can exert the strength of seventy-seven and forty-nine people.

Each group of killers was only composed of two people, one Tongtian Realm and two Earth Yuan Realms, and the rest were the six major Dao realms of the Human Realm.

But the combination of these ten people was able to steadily suppress the masters of the Heaven and Man Unity Realm.

Such a terrifying combination lineup, if it weren't for the exquisite coordination and subtle combination, would definitely not have reached such a superb realm.

Jingjing'er gasped, and the fat tiger's palm just now almost killed him.

As a calculating man, he had never put himself in such a dangerous situation.

However, as he leaned against the wall and pondered, he suddenly forgot about someone.

His eyes suddenly looked at the room, the room where Wang Changlin lived at that time.

Unfortunately, there was no movement in the room at all.

Mei Canghai was in danger several times, and he roared in a desolate and angry voice, asking why Jingjing'er was like this.

Unfortunately, the spirit was silent.

Sometimes, silence is the best response.

Because he has nothing to say, nothing to say to you.

The two sides were tense, and on the whole, Mei Canghai and Yan Ningxiang fell into disadvantage.

Wang Changlin was paying attention to Jingjing'er's every move, even his eyes on the room where he lived.

Wang Changlin didn't want to continue to dodge and walked out of the dry well.

No one found his trace, but instead of fleeing, he walked straight to Jingjing'er.

When Wang Changlin was completely close to him, Jingjing'er found Wang Changlin in front of him.

"Where have you been?" the elf asked, surprised.

"I've always been there. Wang Changlin responded coldly.

Jing'er had already guessed Wang Changlin's intention, but her eyes kept spinning, as if she was looking for what to do next.

"Shouldn't you give me a reasonable explanation?" Wang Changlin's voice was very cold.

Jing'er was a little dazed: "You misunderstood." ”

Wang Changlin disdainfully: "What do I have to misunderstand?"

Jing'er shook her head: "Many things, what you see may not be true, and there is often only one truth." ”

Wang Changlin also shook his head: "I only believe the results I see." ”

Bang!

A fierce sword qi roared past and went straight to the empty door behind Wang Changlin's back.

Bang Dang!

The Spirit Sense Sword was impeached, intertwined with this sword qi at the right time.

It turned out to be the blood-clothed holy envoy who was fighting with Mei Canghai, and he dealt a fatal blow to himself in his spare time.

But he still underestimated Wang Changlin's strength a little.

Suddenly, the sword qi was long rainbow, and the crescent moon was shining with a long finger.

The Spirit Sword was placed on the neck of the spirit spirit coldly.

"You're not going to say anything?" Wang Changlin said coldly.

Jing'er seemed to be really scared: "I really don't know what to say....."

Wang Changlin was already angry: "Do you think I don't know that these are the people of the Bloody Hand Pavilion?"

As soon as the three words of the Bloody Hand Pavilion came out, although they were in the midst of a fierce battle, these three words were so harsh that they all fell into the ears of everyone.

"What?"

Including the Ghost Horn Lao Liu and others, these demons all showed a timid look.

The Blood Hand Pavilion is the leading sect of the Nine Sects of the Demon Alliance, and it is the largest organization in the entire Demon Dao.

Ghost Horn Lao Liu, Fat Tiger, Voldemort and Yan Ningxiang, these people are at most one-horned thieves, and they are a little famous in the rivers and lakes, but compared with the real devils, they are still far behind.

The status of the Bloody Hand Pavilion in the Demon Dao was their ancestor.

There is some timidity in his heart, and when he faces the enemy, he naturally falls into the disadvantage without a fight.

Wang Changlin's gloomy spiritual sword was close to Jing Jing'er's neck, no matter how strong Jing Jing'er's calculations were, he didn't dare to be presumptuous at this time.

"I don't like to be played like a monkey. Wang Changlin shook his head and said.

"What do you want?"

"Let your people stop. Wang Changlin said slowly.

Jing'er shook her head: "They are not my people. ”

Wang Changlin's Lingyi sword moved fiercely, leaving a blood stain directly on Jing Jing'er's neck: "You still want to quibble?"

Jing Jing'er frowned, he didn't expect an immortal disciple to act so ruthlessly, but he was much more shrewd than these rigid and dogmatic disciples.

"If you don't stop, I'll kill him!" Wang Changlin suddenly said in a loud voice.

Suddenly, the blood-clothed holy envoy was stunned, and the other killers also stopped and stood.

"You should also cooperate with the Dayao Dynasty, right?" Wang Changlin said calmly.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you!" the elf sighed.

Wang Changlin glanced around coldly, if he couldn't see it at this moment, I am afraid it would really violate Chen Daoqing's cultivation in the past few decades.

"What is your purpose, who are you?" asked Wang Changlin coldly.

Jing'er smiled indifferently: "I'm Jing'er, I told you a long time ago." ”

The masters of the Bloody Hand Pavilion all gathered around at this time, especially this blood-clothed holy envoy, whose attention was all on Wang Changlin.

"Second Master, what the hell is going on?" Mei Canghai couldn't understand.

"As you can see. The elf didn't want to explain.

When you are controlled by others, there is no way to explain it.

Everyone was at a stalemate, but suddenly there was a bustling sound of footsteps outside, and I was afraid that the city defense army was coming.

Jing'er paused: "Today's matter has nothing to do with you, I can guarantee your safety....."

Wang Changlin nodded: "Of course it has nothing to do with me." ”

"So, you can go. ”

"Why should I go?"

"Are you still meddling?"

"Am I not in charge now?"

The seemingly casual conversation between the two is actually a hidden murderous motive.

On one side is admonition, on the other side is provocation.

No one on the two sides will give in to each other, and it depends on who is stronger.

However, the current initiative seems to be more on Wang Changlin's side.

"Let your people retreat first, or I'll kill you first!" Wang Changlin's spiritual sword approached again.

The movement outside is getting louder and louder, and the elves seem to be starting to feel fearless.

"As long as I die, one of those present will be counted as one, and no one will live. ”

"You want to threaten me?"

"What about threatening you?"

Poof!

"Ah!!h

With a heart-rending scream, by the moonlight, I saw a column of blood spraying out.

Wang Changlin was unexpectedly impartial, and cut off one of Jingjing'er's fingers with a sword.

Suddenly, these killers of the Bloody Hand Pavilion were about to rush up.

"Don't you want him to live?" Wang Changlin's voice was cold.

Jingjing'er didn't expect Wang Changlin to be so vicious, even a demon path person can't do this, right?

"I don't want to repeat myself a second time. Wang Changlin said coldly.

"Stand down, stand down!"

Jing Jing'er met an opponent for the first time in her life, and she was instantly submissive.

Yan Ningxiang is the person who is the most able to judge the situation, and she came to Wang Changlin's side for the first time.

At this time, I am afraid that only Wang Changlin, who was born out of nowhere, can resolve it, and Yan Ningxiang seems to have grasped the last straw.

Wang Changlin didn't care, although they were all legendary demons, but at this critical juncture, they would not do anything unfavorable to themselves.

"Sixth brother, what are you waiting for?" Yan Ningxiang said suddenly.

At this time, the more people in your own camp, the better, in case you are coerced and lured by them, the strength of your side will be weakened.

The sixth ghost horn was a little hesitant.

If they go to Wang Changlin's camp at this time, there is no turning back at all, and they will face the Bloody Hand Pavilion, the giant of the Demon Dao.

But if they don't pass, will they have room to maneuver?

This elf is clearly killing people and killing people, and he doesn't want to be leaked out of his relationship with the Bloody Hand Pavilion.

If you don't even let go of your own people, will you let them go of these people in the underworld?

"Let's go!"

The sixth ghost horn took the lead and walked over, and the other two followed.

Now the two sides are really at a stalemate, but the strength and weakness are obviously very clear, and the Bloody Hand Pavilion has an absolute advantage.

This is another confrontation between Wang Changlin and the Bloody Hand Pavilion, and it seems that there is a grudge entanglement between the two.

It seems that there is a providence in the dark, and the providence of heaven asked Wang Changlin to avenge Chen Daoqing.

The momentum of the saber rattling became a little soothing under Wang Changlin's sword.

"It's already surrounded outside, you don't dare to kill me. Jing'er said with a smile.

At this time, he had eased up slightly, and his injuries were alleviated by the fat head tiger just now.

"You'd better shut up, or I can't promise I won't cut off another of your arms!" Wang Changlin said coldly.

"Let go of you, you leave!" said the Blood-Clad Envoy coldly.

"You go out first. "Wang Changlin's momentum is not far behind.

"This can't be!" the Blood-Clad Envoy immediately refused.

However, his hand suddenly waved subconsciously.

Many Bloody Hand Pavilion killers began to slowly move closer to Wang Changlin, and it was obvious that they were all ready to make a move.