He Wuxian's face was indifferent, looking at the four people ten zhang away in front of him, and he could see their strength at a glance. Dancing eBook wWw.75txt.

The big bald head at the head is an eighth-level martial sect, and the other two 'women' are both sixth-level martial sects.

At the same time, the more than 100 'elite' killers around them all looked at He Wuxian and the others with sinister smiles on their faces.

Their playful eyes clearly mean "now you are dead".

It seems that in their opinion, the appearance of the four people such as the big bald head indicates the inevitable fate of He Wuxian and the others.

In the crowd, there were also bursts of surprise discussions.

"Haha, the hall master of the torture hall is here, and there are three helmsman masters, now that kid is dead!"

"That's right, that is, with the means of Lord Mo, it will definitely make that kid a dilemma of life and death. ”

"Hehe, the hall master's torture methods can make you reincarnate and not dare to provoke him again. ”

More than 100 warriors, whispering and whispering in their ears, looking at the back of the big bald head full of awe.

At the same time, more people's eyes fell on He Wuxian and others, revealing a look of pity and banter.

It seems that they have seen that He Wuhate was tortured by the big bald head and couldn't survive, and he couldn't die miserably.

The bald head, known as Master Mo, carried a palm-wide black 'colored' heavy sword in his right hand, dragging diagonally to the ground.

He pointed at He Wuxian with his left hand, and a strong murderous aura erupted in Tongling's big eyes.

"Boy, no one has ever dared to come to our Wind Demon Temple to make trouble, and you are still the first!"

"This seat is merciful, give you a happy death, dig out your heart and drink and eat, ......ho ho

As he spoke, the big bald head 'revealed' a cruel and bloody sneer, and also 'licked' the corners of his mouth bloodthirsty.

The three helmsmen behind him also 'revealed' evil sneers, and their eyes looked at He Wuxian with cold eyes.

As for the more than 100 'elite' killers, they leaned back and smiled even more, and their eyes that looked at He Wuxian became more and more full of pity.

Everyone knew that the words of the Hall Master were by no means bluffing, and he had done this kind of thing many times.

He Wuxian looked at the laughing crowd calmly, not angry at all, his eyes were indifferent as if he was looking at a group of ants.

"If you laugh enough, Young Master Ben will send you on your way. ”

A fluttering sentence sounded, without the slightest bloody murderous aura, but it made the entire square fall silent.

The big bald head had a 'gloomy' and gloomy 'color', his eyes were cruel and murderous, and he glared at He Wuxian and said: "Little miscellaneous pieces, Hugh is rampant!"

"Everyone, give it to me, remember that this seat is going to be caught alive!"

With a wave of the big bald head, more than 100 'elite' killers suddenly came to kill. 800800BOOK

The two helmsmen, a man and two 'women', also drew their swords and attacked He Wuxi.

Facing the siege of everyone, Tang Bao roared angrily, and rushed towards the crowd with the Demon Sealing Axe in both hands.

He held the Demon Sealing Axe in both hands, bursting out with a brilliant purple-red 'color' brilliance, spinning wildly and strangling the killers around him.

"Bloody Storm!"

The Demon Sealing Axe was wielded by Tang Bao like a bloody 'colored' storm, and it swept away into the crowd in an instant.

All the warriors who were swept up in the blood-red 'color' storm were all cut off their weapons, and their 'flesh' bodies were also strangled into several sections.

Blood rained down, pieces of flesh splattered everywhere, and the blood and sand storm left blood and stumps everywhere.

Bai Yan's figure also flashed with white light, rushing into the crowd like a ghost.

He swung his fists and kicked out his legs, killing two killers with each blow.

The little green dragon is even more brave, and its huge body ten zhang long, like a big mountain, rushed into the crowd and crushed it violently.

He Wuxian smiled faintly, picked up the Qingyun footwork, and the figure flickered and disappeared in an instant.

In the next moment, his figure appeared next to the thin little white face, and flew up and blasted towards the little white face's head.

Although Xiao Baiyan looks like a sissy, he is also a sixth-level martial arts powerhouse.

The moment He Wuxian appeared beside him, he was full of horror and horror, and his eyes showed a look of despair.

He couldn't have imagined how He Wuxi's speed could be so fast.

At the moment of life and death, he subconsciously wanted to retreat and dodge.

But it's too late.

A tenth of an hour later, He Wuxi's right foot slammed into his head.

"Bang!"

In the muffled sound, the little white face was directly blasted to the head, and the corpse smashed into the crowd like a sack.

At the same time, He Wuxian's figure flickered with flame brilliance again, and appeared like a teleportation thirty zhang away, behind a red-clothed 'woman'.

The two red-clothed 'women' are both the helmsmen of the Wind Demon Palace, and they are vicious and ruthless, and they are invincible in joining forces.

Among them, he suddenly saw He Wuxian appear, and he was immediately shocked, with a frightened expression on his face.

"Be careful!"

Although she reminded her companion in time, it was too late, and He Wuxian's speed was so fast that it was impossible to see.

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound, He Wuxian's right hand and sword finger stabbed the back of the head of a red-clothed 'woman'.

Suddenly, the helmsman of the dignified Wind Demon Palace, the red-clothed 'girl' of the sixth-level Martial Sect, was instantly killed.

The other 'girl' in red was directly frightened and stupid, stunned in place, holding a soft sword in her hand, and didn't know how to make a move.

"Whoosh!"

He Wuxian's figure flashed again, and pointed like a sword, emitting a crimson 'colored' sword light, which instantly 'pierced' her 'chest'.

"Poof", the second 'girl' in red also fell to the ground, her eyes widened until she died, and her face was full of incredulity.

She couldn't imagine that He Wuxian's strength was so strong that he could instantly kill her, a sixth-level martial sect, in an instant.

Then, He Wuxian's figure flickered with flames again, bringing out a string of afterimages, swept out twenty zhang away, and killed the big bald head.

The big bald head was holding a heavy sword, standing on the steps for a long time, waiting for the scene of He Wuxi's body being divided.

But as soon as the battle began, he was shocked beyond measure.

Originally, he had the chance to win, and he believed that with three helmsmen and more than a hundred 'elite' killers, he would definitely be able to capture He Wuxi.

But he never expected that the three helmsmen would be killed by He Wuxian in an instant.

More than 100 'elite' killers were also killed, with countless casualties.

The heart of the bald head gushed with infinite coolness, his body was constantly shaking, and his eyes were full of fear.

It was only at this time that he understood that He Wuxie's strength was so strong that he couldn't imagine it at all.

The three sixth-level martial arts sects were all killed in an instant, and they didn't even have the slightest chance to fight back.

This kind of strength can only be achieved by a strong martial king!

When I thought of it, the young man in front of him had a seemingly harmless smile on his face, but he had the terrifying strength of the Martial King realm.

The big bald head has no fighting spirit, and his face is like the color of the earth.

Seeing He Wuhate attacking and killing, his subconscious reaction was to flee!

He didn't even have the slightest hint of fighting, and he only had one thought in his heart, run away!

At this moment, the majesty of the hall master, the duty of guarding the Wind Demon Palace, and the big bald head were all left behind.

No matter what, it's not as important as running for your life.

However, how could it be so easy to escape from the pursuit of the strong warrior king?

In an instant, He Wuxian's figure crossed a distance of twenty zhang, appeared behind the big bald head, and punched out.

The huge fist, wrapped in crimson flames, carried a huge force of more than a million catties, and hit the big bald head fiercely.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the big bald head was covered by a flaming fist, and instantly exploded into a piece of shredded flesh and blood.

Blood gushed out, pouring down on the ground like a rain of blood.

The headless corpse continued to run forward for three feet, and then fell to the ground with a "poof".

Then, He Wuxian's figure stopped on the steps, looking up at the top of the mountain above.

In the square behind him, the battle was over.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, it was only a few breaths in total.

But the square was littered with corpses, blood flowing like a stream, and large stumps of severed arms.

More than 100 'elite' killers were killed, and more than 80 people were killed.

The remaining thirty people all fled in panic.

Tang Bao, Bai Yan and Xiao Qinglong did not chase and kill, they all stopped fighting and followed behind He Wuxi.

He Wuxian flapped his blood flame wings, flew in the air, crossed the reception hall, and continued to fly towards the top of the mountain.

Tang Bao and Bai Yan jumped forward, jumped behind the little green dragon, and also flew in the air for dozens of zhang.

The crowd flew over the tall and majestic halls, and soon reached a steep and steep stone staircase.

This stone staircase is three zhang wide and 800 zhang long, leading straight to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there stood a huge palace, which was the Shenyue Hall at the core of the Wind Demon Temple.

Wind Demon Palace's hall master, Feng Shenyue, and the most powerful people in the 'Sect' sect all lived in this huge palace.

The palace occupies half of the mountaintop, with a radius of six miles and a dozen floors high, towering in the sea of clouds.

It is said that in order to build this majestic palace, 800,000 warriors were mobilized, and more than 30,000 people died of exhaustion.

A moment later, He Wuxian climbed to the top of the mountain and came to the front of the Shenyue Temple.

In front of the 'gate' of the majestic and tall Shenyue Temple, there is a road about 10 zhang wide and 300 zhang long, which is paved with precious azure 'jade' stone.

He Wuxian stood on the wide avenue, feeling the rich aura exuded by the azure 'jade' stone under his feet, and the cold wind of hunting blowing around, he couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Probably only the Eight Great Sect 'Gates' like the Wind Demon Hall could build such a majestic building.

At this moment, two brilliant rays of light suddenly 'shot' from the Shenyue Palace, and in an instant, they flew out of the big 'gate' of the palace and landed on the Azure 'Jade' stone avenue, blocking in front of He Wuxian and the others.

"Damn little bastard, it's just a first-level martial king, and he dares to show off his might in my Wind Demon Palace?"

"The old man will definitely capture you and let you taste the one hundred and eighty tortures of my Wind Demon Temple!"

As the two figures landed on the avenue, two roars full of anger and murderous aura sounded on the top of the mountain at the same time.

He Wuxian fixed his eyes and saw that a hundred zhang away in front of him, there were two old men with white beards and hair, both of whom were the strength of first-class martial kings.

Obviously, these two old men in the realm of Martial Kings are the elders of the Wind Demon Hall who Feiyue said to He Wuxian at the beginning, and have lived in seclusion for a hundred years.

Thinking of this, the corners of He Wuxian's mouth couldn't help but hook up a sneer of disdain.

"Hehe, even with you two old things, dare to speak out?"

"You are not Young Master Ben's opponent, let Fengshenyue get out and lead to death!"