The whole inn is quiet.

The people of the Ziyang Sect were shocked and furious, but they fled in such a gloomy manner, ignoring Ruming's death.

Not to mention anything else, if this matter is spread, they will be discredited, and even the rest of the Purple Sun Sect will look down on them and even be punished.

For a time they were in a dilemma.

It was Lu Songyi of the Hidden Sword Palace who took the lead in thinking of a way, only to see him draw his sword out of its sheath, and then said loudly: "Everyone is here for this devil, and everyone understands the current situation, no matter what grievances there are in the past, these will be thrown aside for the time being, and today we will unite and punish the devil together!"

Many Taoist priests of the Ziyang Sect suddenly felt relieved in their hearts, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, you don't need to talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes with the evil demons, everyone will go side by side!"

The people of the Ichthyosaurus looked at each other and stood up one after another.

The thin old monk of the Dragon Elephant Temple also stood up, and then folded his hands: "Amitabha, Master Ye's martial arts are strong, and we can only join forces, and I hope the donor will forgive me." ”

Mu Qingfeng, the middle-aged man who was with them, was standing in the corner, as if he didn't plan to get involved in this matter.

"There is nothing to forgive, if I say that I don't forgive, will you not do it, old monk?"

The corners of Jiang Ji's mouth showed a hint of mockery, and then continued: "If you want to bully more and less, then don't blame me for giving back to him in the other way." ”

Hearing Jiang Ji's words, the four heads of the sect, who had long been unable to hold back, immediately notified the many disciples scattered around with a special voice.

"It's not good, hurry up, fight quickly!"

Only then did someone take their attention away from Jiang Ji, put aside the shock they had received before, and thought of those who were separated from Jiang Ji before.

A table was shaken up by a palm and smashed towards Jiang Ji, and then a sword groan sounded, and a Dao Senhan's sword light was intertwined, layer upon layer, like a net of heaven and earth, enveloping Jiang Ji.

The cooperation between the Taoist priests of the Ziyang Sect is really tacit, and they made a hasty move, but there are still no obvious flaws.

However, without Jiang Ji's help, the four major leaders under him were already in front of him.

The head of the Snow Mountain Sect has outstanding swordsmanship, the sword light is like drifting snow, fine and cold, the flying table instantly turned into fragments, and the sawdust was wrapped in the sword light and stabbed forward.

The head of the Xuanbing Sect sent out a series of cold palm power, and together with the cold sword light, the two joined forces, and immediately froze the sword light like a net.

And the Poison Dragon Cave Master took this opportunity to roar out with a spear, like a poisonous dragon out of the sea, crashed into the sword net, and instantly pierced a person.

The last sect master of the Kunyu Sect drew his sword and slashed, and the domineering slash forced the many Taoist priests of the Ziyang Sect who were already in chaos.

Li Ruofei, who had been patient for a long time next to him, saw such a scene, he could no longer bear the torment of hatred in his heart, and flew forward, rushing into the people of the Ziyang Sect like a bloodthirsty beast.

On the other side, the people of the Fish Dragon Guard also made a move at the first time, and the fierce sword qi was overwhelming, and then under the guidance of the commander of the Fish Dragon Guard, it turned into a long river composed of sword qi and washed down.

And on Jiang Ji's side, except for Niu Kelian, the rest of the people also took action, trying to smash the sword qi Changhe, but without exception, they were all shocked back by the domineering power, and even two of them lost their lives in one face.

As for the people from the Hidden Sword Palace, they blocked the door of the inn, trying to block the people who were pouring outside to buy time for the others.

In the face of the domineering and extremely sharp sword qi, Jiang Ji took a step forward, twisted his waist and lifted the span, and punched!

Bursts of thunder rang out in the air, and the escaping air suddenly turned into a breeze.

The surging physical strength mixed with the blood qi, turning into an unstoppable force raging, but as soon as it touched the long river of sword qi, the long river of sword qi was like an egg hitting a stone, collapsing in an instant.

When!when!

A sound like the sound of gold and iron sounded, and a knife made of refined steel suddenly shattered or broke, and under the traction of Jiang Ji's strength, it rolled back.

A series of screams rang out, all of whom had been shot by splinters.

And Jiang Ji took advantage of this time to instantly seize this short-term chaos and rush into the fish dragon guard, his fists were like hammers, he would be injured if he rubbed it, and he would die if he touched it.

This world is originally biased towards the cultivation of the physical body, and the Ten Thousand Gods True Scripture is the superior exercise for exercising the physical body, coupled with the bonus of innate divine power, the terrifying power is enough to beat people into flesh with one blow.

Jiang Ji is like a tiger entering a flock, and no one is his enemy at all.

At this moment, the thin old monk of the Dragon Elephant Temple, the first Dehui of the King Kong Hall, suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Ji, and the originally thin body swelled up rapidly as if it was inflated, and the loose skin and flesh suddenly turned into knotted muscles, and then punched out.

In a trance, there seemed to be a dragon elephant from the primeval world neighing, and the thick elephant's legs fell heavily.

The air let out an unbearable sharp moan, and the strong wind that it brought up made Jiang Ji's robe cling to his body, and his long black hair flew behind his head.

"Danger!"

Jiang Ji had a loud alarm in his heart, but he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, and slowly pushed it out with one hand, as if there was something extremely heavy in front of him.

The space in front of him seemed to turn gray, and an endless dead silence filled the air, and a black aura exuding infinite death intent rose up.

In the end, all this turned into a white palm, holding the leg of the elephant that fell high, and then lifted it hard, and the primeval dragon elephant that seemed to be about to break through the space suddenly fell into a fight.

Bang!

It was like a thunderclap.

Jiang Ji's legs sank three inches into the ground, leaving two deep footprints.

And the thin monk Shang Dehui retreated uncontrollably, leaving a series of footprints, and then knocked a big hole in the wall of the inn.

Dirt and rocks are splashing, and smoke and dust are billowing down.

Feeling the aggravated injuries in his body, Jiang Ji's heart was surging with murderous intent, he jumped up, crossed the distance between the two in an instant, and then made a thousand pounds of kung fu and quickly fell down.

Zheng!

A touch of knife light appeared suddenly, just like a fleeting meteor, without any bells and whistles, only one word, that is, "fast"!

Jiang Ji's sweat and hairs exploded, and the crisis haunted his heart, and he instinctively raised his hand to block it.

While!

Jiang Ji had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, and he was forced to fly out by the sword light, knocking into the tables one by one, and finally stopped.

It was Mu Qingfeng, a middle-aged man who had been watching, who had been watching.

"Ahem......"

Monk Dehui stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said: "Master Ye Shi has really made progress again, the strength of his physical body is unparalleled in the world, but his divine will is weakened to the extreme, and he is still injured, and it is a mental injury, and then you will accept endless pursuit!"