Cao Yunchao didn't stop there, blood was already oozing out of his body, and the Yuan Force in the Yuan Mansion was already completely boiling, and it could even be said to be burning. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The spear in his hand cut through the space like lightning and appeared in front of the opponent's chest, but unfortunately the opponent was a Hou-level monk, and he was also not so easy to mess with.

Although it was a little difficult to block, it was still blocked, and Cao Yunchao rarely made an inch.

If they wanted to escape now, these people would definitely not be able to stop them, but Cao Yunchao had never thought about leaving, and he couldn't go.

Accompanied by Liu Zihong's almost desperate laughter, Cao Yunchao's heroic roar became sharp and poignant, and the Yuan Mansion of the whole body finally penetrated, and the Yuan Force poured into the First Yuan Mansion, and the barrier between the Shuai and Hou levels was finally broken at this time.

The steel spear could no longer support the powerful Yuan Force, and it was instantly torn apart, turning into countless random scatters, only a blood-colored spear stabbed into the throat of the Hou-level monk who was blocking in front of him like lightning, and the Red Charcoal Fire Dragon Horse jumped up, easily knocking the other party away, and rushed in the direction of the three elders.

This shot had consumed all of Cao Yunchao's Yuan power, barely supporting his body, and then charging like a warrior, the knife at his waist was his only choice.

The three elders were naturally very annoyed, seeing that when they were done, they had actually died as a Hou-level monk, and in any case, the gains outweighed the losses now, and they might be punished by other senior brothers and masters when they went back.

There was a cold snort in his nose, although Liu Zihong had already hit him hard, but it did not make him lose his combat effectiveness, and between the flips of his palms, a huge flame palm appeared on the top of Cao Yunchao's head and slapped it down quickly.

The steel knife in his hand was already out of the sheath, Cao Yunchao carried the reins of the horse in one hand and the steel knife in the other, charging towards the opponent.

Many years ago, facing a powerful enemy, Cao Yunchao, who had just become a cavalry member of the Zhao State, followed the robes to start his first charge, and now he was alone, but he ran out of the momentum of thousands of troops, as if there were countless generals and soldiers around him.

At that moment, the three elders were also faintly absorbed, and in a trance, they seemed to see that they were facing a huge army, but they quickly came back to their senses, and the flame palm slapped down mercilessly, and the other hand, the fire dragon fist, lay in front of Cao Yunchao.

The metallic luster flickered on the steel knife, the sun had disappeared on the other side of the mountain, but the steel knife was still emitting light, although it was very weak, but it was still firmly waved downward, there was no advance or retreat, there was no return, and there was no return.

There was another sigh, as if it came from the sky, and a gust of wind blew by everyone's side, whether it was Cao Yunchao or the three elders, the condensed Yuan Force was instantly broken.

The movements of the rest of the people were also forced to stop, feeling that their bodies were no longer under control, not to mention those Red Fire Sect disciples, even a few elders couldn't help but be terrified in their hearts, looking up and looking around, they couldn't see anything, except for the melodious sigh, which still echoed between heaven and earth.

"What kind of person, sneaky, since you are meddling in the affairs of our Red Fire Gate, why don't you come out and die openly!" The Eighth Elder, who was not very good-tempered, shouted angrily, mixed with Yuan Li's voice, but it was also quite terrifying.

"Death, you little doll is so big, but my old man still wants to live a few more days!" the voice chuckled lightly, and the words were full of ridicule.

"Don't dare to show up, I'm afraid I'm not a good man!" The third elder also asked in a deep voice, not feeling where this person was, after all, it made him a little uneasy.

"Wait, bullying the small with the more, bullying the small with the big, relying on the strong to bully the weak, I'm afraid it's not a good man's behavior!" The voice was still very flat, but even if the brain was slow, they could hear the other party teasing them.

"We don't need outsiders to take care of the affairs of the Red Fire Gate!" The third elder snorted coldly, he naturally knew that he didn't do this thing authentically, but he naturally refused to lose face in the face of outsiders, and the Red Fire Gate also wanted to save face.

"Oh, I don't want to care about your Chihuomen, but these little dolls, the old man looks pleasing to the eye, and I want to take care of them!" The voice was still rolling from all sides, making people feel the urge to vomit blood.

Liu Zihong had barely woken up, seeing that the other party didn't dare to move, he struggled to sit cross-legged, Jiuyang Divine Skill began to run rapidly, and the weather Yuan Force went back to his side, constantly integrating into the meridians, like a dry sponge absorbing water.

"Our master of the Red Fire Sect is also a master at the grandmaster level, I'm afraid that the master will also have to give some face, otherwise everyone will not look good!" The Eighth Elder even used the threat, and deliberately moved out this ancestor of the Red Fire Gate.

"If you don't give face, but why?"

"I'm afraid that the ancestor Chihuo Zhenren is not easy to talk to!"

"Then let him come and talk to me!"

The people in the Red Fire Sect below stopped talking, but the direct communication with the elders did not stop for a moment.

After a few breaths, the three elders suddenly burst into shape, and punched towards Liu Zihong, who was awakened, Liu Zihong, who was awakened, rolled around with a lazy donkey regardless of his image, and barely dodged to the side, but unfortunately he was seriously injured and even this kind of action was very slow.

And several other people had already rushed towards Cao Yunchao, and when they saw the elders making a move, they and the disciples of the Red Fire Sect who were able to move also killed Mu Shi and the others who had lost their fighting power.

"Where are the ghosts, who have the courage to kill all of our Red Fire Sect people!" the Eighth Elder roared angrily, even mixed with some ridicule.

"Seek benevolence, then the old man will be reluctant!" As soon as the voice fell, a blade appeared between heaven and earth, even faster than the fire dragon fist of the three elders, and in an instant, it had already appeared in front of everyone, and turned into dozens of swords.

Mixed with a little pale cyan wind elemental power, it dissipated between heaven and earth, followed by a chuckle, or perhaps a sigh, and there was no sound again.

A thin blood mark appeared on the neck of the three elders, and then it became bigger and bigger, and his body fell heavily to the ground, his head and body were separated, and his eyes were still wide, but they had lost their lustre.

It was like a domino that had been overturned, and dozens of monks of the Red Fire Sect, whether they were elders of the Hou level or disciples of the general level, all fell to the ground, but all of them were cut off by the way of death, and even the positions were exactly the same.

It was just a knife, and after a flash of light sword, the three Hou-level monks, plus dozens of monks whose strength was also good, could not die anymore, and they couldn't even do a simple dodge, or hide, let alone resist.