The dagger in Tang Qingrou's hand had just hit a person from the Evil Dragon Hall, and seeing the intention of the armored corpse, he hurriedly flew to stop it.

A sound of breaking through the air struck the corpse.

Bite!

It was a flying knife, Tang Xiaolou's flying knife, but it was a pity that it was bounced off the back of the head of the armored corpse, and the sharp flying knife turned over directly.

Immediately after that, three more throwing knives stabbed at the back of the corpse's head in the same position.

Ding Ding Ding!

The three crisp sounds didn't even slow down the corpse's forward speed in the slightest.

Until the fifth sound sounded.

Burst!

It was the sound of a flying knife entering the flesh, this time the armored corpse stopped, Tang Xiaolou was overjoyed, her flying knife was not fast, but it was definitely accurate, a flying knife could not break the defense, so come a few more.

I didn't expect it to be possible.

However, Tang Xiaolou was not happy for long, the black mist on the corpse turned behind his head, the flying knife fell to the ground weakly, and the injured place was also intact when the black mist was wrapped.

Tang Xiaolou slid out another flying knife in his hand.

Bite!

Sure enough, the same position has no effect.

The black mist also became more and more as the armor corpses continued to kill.

It just so happened that Tang Xiaolou's flying knife delayed the movement of the armored corpse, and Tang Qingrou was able to stop the armored corpse not far from Tang Qinglei.

Tang Qingrou's speed is not very fast, but it is extremely flexible.

In the middle of tossing and turning, the dagger in his hand slashed more than a dozen knives on the corpse of A.

Waist, neck, chest, limbs......

The armored corpse waved his hands wildly, and the black mist rolled, but it was a pity that Tang was as gentle as a gentle breeze, moving back and forth close to the armored corpse, and the armored corpse did not catch it.

Even so, the dagger only tore through the outer layer of black mist, and did not cause any damage to the flesh inside, not even a white mark.

The black fog also gathered in the blink of an eye.

Tang Xiaotong reminded: "Be gentle, be careful of the black mist, that's corpse poison, don't get so close." ”

Tang smiled softly but bitterly, if you don't get so close, you can't give full play to your own advantages, you really get away, and if you are hit, at least you will be seriously injured, such a body is really terrifying.

Feng Shun watched as the corpse went to kill the people of the Tang Sect, and he didn't stop it, and he couldn't stop it.

It just so happened that the corpse was killing the people of the Tang Sect, and he didn't stop, he kept chasing and killing the people of the Evil Dragon Hall, so let's see who killed faster.

Shout!

A person from the Evil Dragon Hall raised the blade in his hand, and his neck felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, in fact, it was indeed pricked by a needle, and it was pricked by a flying leaf needle.

After only two steps, he fell to the ground.

Ordinary cultists kill as easily as mowing grass.

After a while, the Demon Cult members guarding the coffin were all sealed and cleaned up.

That's right, Feng Shun's plan is to directly pull out the people of the imperial envoy corpse puppet and kill them.

Tang Jin on the other side could only avoid the edge of the blood corpse, he was looking for the disappeared Elder Xue, because the soul chasing post did not work on the blood corpse.

The red mist around the bloody corpse kept surging, and the red shadow in the field flashed, and the two blood claws danced one after another, and the red light roared everywhere, enveloping Tang Jin in an instant.

The tearing sound in the wind was loud, Tang Jin's complexion remained unchanged, he operated the internal force, and a transparent energy appeared around his body, and then the wind protected his body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

While! While! While!!!

The sound was endless, the smoke and dust dispersed, and the ground was cut into several deep ravines, but Tang Jin, who was bombarded by the red mang, was unscathed.

Elder Du's side was not watching Feng Shun kill in all directions, but because Master Songhe was standing in front of him and couldn't move at will.

Maybe after moving, the living exercises around him were taken away, and he simply chatted with Master Songhe.

"You Songhe faction prides itself on being idle clouds and wild cranes, why do you come to this muddy water?"

Master Songhe smiled and said, "We really shouldn't have come, but I also want to come and see it." ”

Elder Du was curious, "What do you see?" Martial arts? Medical books? Or is it the remains of the old ghost? ”

Master Songhe shook his head, glanced at Chen Mo, and said, "You're not afraid that he will become the next Wandering Saint?" ”

Elder Du laughed and said, "Isn't the Joy Saint dead no matter how strong he is?" ”

The Master Songhe asked, "Don't you wonder who killed him?" Who's the news? ”

"The more you know, the faster you die, and since that person doesn't want people to know, then we just assume that he doesn't exist." Elder Du's face was calm.

The Master Songhe suddenly said: "Also, even the Joyful Saint died at his hands, and curiosity is the way to die." ”

Elder Du sighed and said, "It's also that the old ghost was too arrogant back then, and he ended up like this after his death, no wonder we did." ”

Master Songhe said with interest: "Having said that, it is still too cruel to think that a person dies and wants to refine it into a corpse puppet. ”

Elder Du said disdainfully: "Counting his deeds back then, he broke into the Haoran Sect three times, burned the library in anger, and the sect master of the Haoran Sect died alive. ”

"This is not the end, after that, I forcibly borrowed the Xuantian Treasure Record to force the Tang Sect to admit its mistakes, and knocked down the prestige of the Tang Sect for many years."

"The most important thing is to snatch the Gu Poison Sutra, hundreds of dead and injured in the Poison Dragon Hall, and the blood is flowing like a river."

Master Songhe smiled bitterly: "It is indeed a master of art who is bold. ”

Elder Du snorted coldly: "If it weren't for the fact that the Badao Sect didn't have any books to look at, how could it be spared, even the Hundred Flowers Sect was able to make that old ghost harmonious because of the Sword God in charge." ”

"That old ghost liked to rob people of cheats when he was alive, and he didn't leave a single one when he died, so don't blame us for treating his master and apprentice like this."

Master Songhe nodded, "It is indeed the style of the Demon Sect. ”

I just don't know who it's talking about.

Chen Mo listened quietly, surprised in his heart, Master was such a wild person when he was young, and he was like the elegant, easy-going and benevolent Master he knew.

Smuggled Gong to heal his wounds, quietly paid attention to the battle situation, and waited for them to die a few more before Chen Mo had a chance.

Chen Mo still looked down on his light skills, thinking that Elder Shen and these people were all elders, and he could leave calmly with light skills.

Fortunately, this situation is now favorable to Chen Mo, just waiting for both sides to lose.

Tang Qingrou's Imperial Envoy Lost Trace had been blocking the pace of the armored corpse, and the dagger in his hand had at least slashed at the armored corpse.

However, the corpse remained unharmed.

Tang Xiaolou's flying knife did not stop, wanting to break through the armor corpse again and create an opportunity for Tang Qingrou.

With a pop, the flying knife pierced the skin of the armored corpse again, and Tang gently seized the opportunity, shook his body, and came behind the armored corpse.

A knife slashed through the tumbling black mist, and slapped the flying knife into the back of the head of the armored corpse with one palm.

The armored corpse turned around and clawed, Tang gently dodged it, turned sideways, and came behind the armored corpse again, and stabbed the dagger in his hand into the back of the armored corpse's head.

The dagger couldn't move a single inch before it was halfway in, and Tang was about to pull out the dagger, but found that the dagger didn't move at all.

At this moment, Tang frowned softly, stumbled under his feet, and threw himself into the arms of the armored corpse.

"Be careful!"

Tang Xiaolou couldn't push the speed to the extreme, and Tang Xiaotong couldn't pull away either, not just because Tang Qinglei was seriously injured and couldn't move.

What's more, the people of the Evil Dragon Hall are watching from the sidelines, and they want to make meritorious contributions to this dying Tang Sect Four Masters.

Tang Qingrou obviously inhaled too much black mist before she was poisoned by the corpse.

The corpse was gentle in the face of the sudden Tang, and his hands were ringed, ready to trap him in front of him.

It's just that his hands have just been gathered, and Tang's body slips gently, as if a person has lost all the bones of his body.

The hand of the armored corpse was empty, and then he wanted to kick the person under him to death, but Tang Qingrou was like a live fish, and drilled under the crotch of the armored corpse, saving his life, but his face was getting worse and worse.

Tang Qingrou just wanted to stay away from the corpse, but the corpse poison attacked, his body went soft, and the corpse turned around, and Tang Qingrou was knocked out with a strong palm.

"Poof—"

"Gently!"

Tang Xiaolou, who was rushing over, just caught Tang Qingrou who was flying in, but that huge force was not something that Tang Xiaolou could resist.

Together with Tang Xiaolou, he flew out of the five zhang and smashed a big stone before stopping.

"Ahem... Cough! Gentle, how are you? Are you okay? Tang Xiaolou asked Tang lightly with a slight cry.

As he spoke, he took out the detoxification pill in his arms and fed it to Tang Qingrou.

Tang Xiaotong angrily took out the porcelain vase in the bamboo box and threw it at the people around him.

Bang!

The bottle shattered as soon as it fell to the ground, and a large amount of green smoke came out of it.

"Retreat... Yes!!! ”

The green smoke that came from the man's feet engulfed him in an instant, and he didn't have time to finish his words.

"Ah!!h

A few more porcelain bottles were thrown out, and screams rang out around Tang Xiaotong.

Several clouds of green smoke were actually connected in the air, surrounding Tang Xiaotong, but instead of shrinking, they expanded outward.

When the green smoke passed, the previous corpse was revealed, unrecognizable and unrecognizable, as if it had been eaten by thousands of insects.

Green radish smoke? Chen Mo recognized it at a glance.

On the other side, Tang Jin was even more uncomfortable, and the Gangfeng around him was once again scattered by the blood-red claws, and he couldn't find a way to fight back.

If the armor corpse is just a lump of iron, the blood corpse is the ultimate master of invulnerability.

That claw method seems to be violent and unruly, but in fact, it can seal his space for action every time, so that he can't get out of the entanglement.

Moreover, the blood-colored aura that had continued to emit so many times had not weakened in the slightest.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, only the Great Elder's Dacheng white jade hand could fight the yin puppet claws of this bloody corpse, and he still suffered the loss of intelligence.

He glared at Master Songhe angrily.

This old thing, on the surface, is respectful to him, with a low eyebrow and kind eyes, but he doesn't have any strength at all.

Not only himself, but none of his disciples have died until now, but the people of the Tang Sect have suffered heavy losses, especially Tang Qinglei and Tang Qingrou.

I can't say that he is wrong, others seem to have stopped an elder and made a great contribution, but then Du Zhonglei will not leave Chen Mo half a step at all, it is beyond Tang Jin's calculations.

Feng Shun's side was not smooth, and when he approached the coffin, the chain at the bottom of the coffin automatically bounced up, wrapping the coffin tightly.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

It was Feng Shun's fallen leaf palm on the black coffin, but unfortunately it only left a shallow handprint, and there was no helpless black iron coffin, and I don't know how these people were transported to this Qianzhang Peak.

Feng Shun sighed, helpless, he miscalculated.

Now it's too late to help the four heroes of the Tang Sect, so he immediately picked up the Floating Leaf Gong and quietly came behind the blood corpse.

Raising his palm, the fluttering fallen leaf palm slapped towards the back of the bloody corpse, and Tang Jin, who was struggling to resist the blood-colored energy, was overjoyed.

Just as Feng Shun's palm was about to break through the red mist, he was suddenly shocked.

A red blade sliced through the red mist and rushed out from the back of the bloody corpse.

Feng Shun hurriedly performed the Floating Leaf Skill, and his body swayed in the air, which could be dodged.

It turned out that Elder Xue had been sticking behind the bloody corpse, but under the thick red mist, he couldn't see anyone at all.

"It's a pity that Tang Jin, you didn't take that step, nor did you practice the white jade hand, just relying on the soul chasing post, it is still a little bit meaningless."

Elder Xue walked out, and the bloody corpse also stopped.

Before Tang Jin could speak, he heard:

"Poof!"

Duan Sandao couldn't stop the armored corpse, and was knocked to the ground with a palm, and the water knife in his hand also fell not far away.

Immediately after, like a chain reaction, seeing that Duan Sandao fell to the ground, the brothers and sisters of the He family could no longer support it.

Bang, bang, two muffled sounds.

The two figures were knocked out in unison, blood spilled into the air, and they fainted on the spot.

The iron gun in He Jiale's hand broke inch by inch.

The four heroes of the Tang Sect seriously injured two people and slightly injured one, and the corpse completely ignored Qingluo Yan and strode towards Tang Xiaotong......

In addition to Tang Hao, who was quite at ease, the casualties of the Tang Sect disciples exceeded seventy percent, and the situation became more and more unfavorable.