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When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he found that many warriors had gathered in the upper part of the stairs and did not come down at all.

So he swung his giant sword, unleashed sword qi, and then made up for a rain of flying knives.

Countless sword qi and phantom flying knives roared and galloped through this staircase, and countless screams were heard a moment later.

The warriors on the ladder were like leeks in the vegetable field at this time, being harvested by Ling Xiaoye, a vegetable farmer.

The lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate were crowded in the staircase passage, the people in front of them fell, and the people behind couldn't move forward, and even more so they couldn't retreat, so they could only use the true mana of the body protector to resist the attack of the mysterious person.

But all the resistance was in vain, because Ling Xiaoye's attacks were basically uninterrupted, and as soon as dozens of sword qi were struck, another wave of phantom flying sword rain followed, making the martial artists of the Broken Yue Sect on the ladder unable to guard against it!

Ling Xiaoye didn't take a few steps at all, just at the bottom of the ladder, he shot out sword qi and flying knife rain, and knocked down the lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate who were crowded on the ladder one after another.

The one-sided slaughter did not stop until Ling Xiaoye felt tired. time, and unconsciously passed a stick of incense.

And now on the top of the stairs, there is already a river of blood.

At this time, most of the warriors of the Broken Yue Gate had been killed and wounded, and they fell on the stairs one after another, they staggered from side to side, and the screams were overwhelming, and the situation was quite tragic.

There were also some lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate, at the top of the stairs, who were able to withdraw, and when they saw the fierce battle ahead, they simply fled from the battle and no longer waded into the muddy waters.

Seeing the martial artist who was not standing, Ling Xiaoye kicked the ground hard, his body like an arrow from the string, and quickly flew to the top of the stairs.

Flying in the narrow passage, without hindrance, he flew fast, and in about twenty breaths, he came to the top of the stairs.

At this time, the guards of the Broken Yue Gate outside were also scattered, and no one dared to fight.

Ling Xiaoye walked out of this staircase, looked at the empty passage, and couldn't help but say, "What about people?"

I sensed it with my divine thoughts, and found that the breath of many lackeys of the Broken Yue Gate was scurrying around like headless flies in all directions.

Now it was not easy for him to pursue, so he put away the two giant swords, took out a low-grade spirit stone, and began to refine the spiritual energy in it. Then he took out a piece of jerky bigger than a human head and ate it.

After gobbling up the dry food, Ling Xiaoye didn't bother to take a sip of water, so he casually found a seriously injured martial artist and forced him to ask, where is Elder Hua now.

Because he is now full of murderous intent, he must find someone to fight before he gives up.

The martial artist who was forced to ask had nothing to hide at this time, and said a position for Ling Xiaoye.

Combined with what the eldest sister of Tang Yuan said before, you have to go up to get to the real council hall of the stronghold, and then wait there, maybe you can wait until Elder Hua.

Anyway, Ling Xiaoye had already injured this Elder Hua's clone container just now, maybe that Elder Hua was waiting for him to appear in the council hall.

So Ling Xiaoye strode away, walked to the path pointed out by others, and went to the council hall.

After a short while, the passage became wider and wider, and the road became a little steeper, so I should have gone up.

Just as Ling Xiaoye was leaving, the bell-like voice recalled in the passage:

"Okay! You dare to kill so many of my guards, even the secret guards have been killed by you, very good! You hurry up to the council room, and the old man will come to meet you in person to see what you are capable of!"

It was precisely this voice that allowed Ling Xiaoye to identify the location of this Elder Hua's voice, and sure enough, it came from that council hall.

Ling sped up and rushed there.

Walking into this empty council chamber, except for the flickering torches on the stone wall, there was only a man sitting on a large elaborate chair on a high platform.

The man was probably in his fifties, with deep-set eyes, sparse eyebrows, and gray hair. He was dressed in plain clothes, clenched his fists to support his cheeks, tilted his head to look at the stone wall above the council hall, and his godless eyes almost made Ling Xiaoye think that this was a corpse that had been seated.

"I didn't expect that you could single-handedly stir this place like a pot of porridge, very good, the old man will throw away the incarnation container and make you into a new container!"

The man in the chair spoke.

Ling Xiaoye heard that this person was Elder Hua, but he was not surprised, he just said lightly: "It depends on whether you have the ability to do this." ”

"Hmph, you are a little life wheel realm martial artist, you dare to say big things in front of my late stage of the Illusory God Realm, you know, people who usually talk like this have their tongues cut out. ”

This zombie-like Elder Hua was a little angry, he glanced at Ling Xiaoye hatefully, and then said fiercely.

"Haha, old immortal fellow, the purpose of my trip is to take your head. ”

Ling Xiaoye laughed out loud, revealing an unscrupulous expression.

This undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, completely igniting the anger of this Elder Hua: "Good boy, you are the most ignorant thing I have ever seen. If you want the old man's head, then the old man is welcome, and he doesn't want you to be a new container. Hmph, wait a minute, you will know, what is called regret should not be in the beginning. ”

"Don't be too quick to talk! You old immortal guy, to tell the truth, saving you at this level is not enough for me to fight!"

Ling Xiaoye simply said it to death, wanting to completely provoke this Elder Hua.

Of course, this is not a big thing for him to say, Ling Xiaoye does have the strength to kill this Elder Hua on the spot.

From the moment Ling Xiaoye walked in here, Ling Xiaoye sensed the aura of this Elder Hua, and knew that this person was the same as the late stage cultivation of the Illusory God Realm that he had mentioned earlier.

You must know that Ling Xiaoye had fought with the late-stage demon king of the Illusory God Realm in the Treasure Pavilion a few months ago, and knew the bottleneck of the late-stage martial artists of the Illusory God Realm, and not long ago, he killed a snake demon king in the late stage of the Illusory God Realm.

All, he was not afraid of this Elder Hua at all.

It's just that Ling Xiaoye will not be careless and despise this opponent.

And this Elder Hua suddenly calmed down and said coldly: "The agitation method doesn't work, young man. ”

"It's not a radical approach, it's a statement of facts. ”

Ling Xiaoye responded with a flirtatious smile.

Elder Hua got up from his chair at this time, and after he stood up, he took two steps and said, "Young man, I know the little Jiujiu in your heart very well. But what you don't know is what kind of opponent you're up against. ”