Bai Zizai, who had already taken precautions, moved his heart, shattering the thin layer of spiritual power that had already covered his body and the Haoran Qi of the sneak attack.

"It's all old acquaintances, don't take out the carving insect skills that can't be on the table, and be embarrassed."

Ouyang Liuyun ignored him, took a deep breath, and then raised his hands to make a downward pressure. Bai Zizi only felt as if he had been hit by a mountain peak above his shoulder, and with an oops, his body was pressed to his knees.

"Four of you bullied one of me, what kind of gentleman's way is it, you Shushan people still have to be shameless."

Bai Zizi withdrew the flying sword, and scolded indignantly while controlling the flying sword to slash the invisible aura above his head.

"Ox nose, Xiao Yezi, are you going to send Lao Tzu to the end if you don't help?"

Murong Canghai stopped five zhang away, pinched the trick with both hands, and said something in his mouth, and in the next moment, countless fire crows and golden crows flew towards the people of Shushan.

Wei Junxian flicked the sleeves of his robe, and his aura formed an invisible net, easily sweeping away the flying fire crow golden crow.

The four people of the Demon Hall jumped up high, their bodies were like stone bullets thrown by a stone thrower, carrying the power that seemed to destroy everything, and smashed towards the center of the seven people in Shushan.

"Mortal!"

Wei Junxian called softly, and the little monk shook his head helplessly, sighed and sat on the ground, reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

A golden Buddha statue with angry eyebrows appeared out of thin air, enveloping all seven people in Shushan.

The four people of the Demon Hall who fell from mid-air touched the golden light Buddha statue, and their whole bodies immediately squeaked like a burn, bursts of green smoke came out, and then they were bounced away.

How to get there and how to get back.

"Is it okay to do it, little leaf. Didn't you say that the exercises of the Demon Temple restrained the book mountain? ”

Bai Zizi, who was suppressed by the invisible mountains, did not forget to mock.

"Bai Wuchang is blind, it is clearly the immovable Ming King of the Great Mercy Temple, what does it have to do with the Book Mountain."

Ye He, who landed safely, spat out a mouthful of blood foam and argued.

"My son doesn't care about that, if I don't show some skills, my son won't be involved in this."

As soon as Bai Zizai's words fell, several thunderbolts fell from the sky, passing through the Dharma of the Immovable Ming King without hindrance, and bombarded the little monk's body.

"Ahhhh

The little monk let out a miserable howl when he was bombarded, smoke rose above his head, and the law of the immovable Ming King dissipated.

"Wei Junxian suffers death!"

Ye He roared angrily and jumped up. In mid-air, a fist smashed into his chest, opening his mouth and spewing out a puff of blood mist, and his body began to change after absorbing the blood mist.

When he fell in front of Wei Junxian, Ye He still turned into a terrifying appearance covered with tabby patterns, with wings on his back, half-human and half-beast.

The Demon Hall treasures the essence blood of ancient beasts, and every time a great achievement or a demonic genius appears, a drop will be rewarded to help it refine into natal essence blood.

Ye He, as a decision-making genius that is rare in the Demon Hall for a hundred years, obtained a drop of the essence blood of the ancient beast Qiqi.

And at this moment, he is showing his trick to press the bottom of the box - the appearance of poverty.

The ancient beasts were poor and strange, ruined their faith and abolished their loyalty, worshiped evil words, and returned to mediocrity, obeyed slander and searched for virtue.

In layman's terms, it means being disloyal and untrustworthy, not listening to good people, and listening to the bad words of others.

Ye He made a big move so early, and I don't know if it was caused by Bai Zizi's words.

The right palm that grew five razor-sharp nails grabbed towards Wei Junxian's head, and the haoran qi that Wei Junxian was spreading in front of him was instantly corroded by the blood mist.

Wei Junxian didn't panic at all, reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the little monk Lifan on the side, and lifted it above his head.

The little monk sighed, and the skin of his whole body glowed with a metallic sheen and collided with the sharp claws that fell from the sky.

While~

Ye He took a few steps back, rubbed his shoulders that were numb from the shock, poked out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, his eyes full of crazy smirks.

"The undefeated golden body of the Great Compassion Temple, the little monk is a little interesting."

"This benefactor has nothing to do with the little monk."

Li Fan, who was used as a shield in Wei Junxian's hand, defended with a bitter face.

At this time, the remaining three Demon Hall Walkers had also sacrificed their natal essence blood, turned into half-human, half-beast appearances, and fought with Ouyang Liuyun and several other Shushan disciples.

Although the blood of these three people is not the essence blood of ancient beasts, it is also the blood of the famous demon beasts, and their power is also good.

"Work together to deal with the hypocrites first."

Without restraints, Bai Zizai's imperial envoy flew towards Wei Junxian and killed, and Murong Canghai was still standing not far away, releasing the fire crow golden crow for a while, and attracting thunder for a while.

Facing the three top three masters of his generation in the world, Wei Junxian was not afraid, and while protecting the mysterious man in the burqa behind him, he waved the little monk Lifan to resist the attack.

The incomparably sharp flying sword and Qiqi's claws can only scratch the oily skin of the invincible golden body every time they hit, and the thunder that falls from time to time has a remarkable effect, splitting the little monk and screaming. Seeing this, Wei Junxian took out the imitation Spring and Autumn Pen, and whenever the thunder was about to fall, he took the pen to deflect the thunder, and split it on Ye He and Bai Zizi's bodies.

"Bullnose, you traitor."

Bai Zizi, who was smoky by a thunderbolt, couldn't help but scold.

If it weren't for the rush just now, remembering the method that Rong Fei taught him to use the flying sword as a lightning rod to guide lightning, I am afraid that he will be split into the flesh, and the outside will be scorched and tender.

After all, Bai Zizi doesn't have a thick-skinned body like Ye He.

In this way, Murong Canghai didn't dare to launch the thunder method casually, and the battle situation suddenly fell into anxiety.

On the other hand, although there was one less person in the Demon Palace, it had the upper hand by relying on the advantage of mutual restraint.

Yes~

A Shushan disciple screamed miserably, and a large piece of flesh was ripped off his shoulder.

Holding a large piece of flesh and blood in his palm, the Demon Hall walked with a cruel smile and launched the Blood Refining Dafa, Ouyang Liuyun saw this and hurriedly raised his foot to kick the injured fellow door away, but it turned out that it was too late.

I saw that the blood burst out along the wound on the shoulder of the Shushan disciple as if he didn't want money, and the Shushan disciple let out a frightened cry while trying to plug the wound, but it was also in vain.

It only took a breath or two for this Shushan disciple to drain the blood from his whole body.

The blood that was drawn out was condensed into a blood ball, and as the Demon Temple Walking fist clenched and exploded, it formed a large cloud of blood mist, and the next moment the blood mist was absorbed by the bodies of the three Demon Temple Walking.

After absorbing the blood mist, the walking momentum of the three demon halls became more and more blazing, making the already inferior side, and now there is one less person in Shushan's side.

Wei Jun's eyes were split, but he was only barely able to maintain the situation from falling, and he couldn't help at all.

Yes~

Another scream.

Another Shushan disciple was tragically scratched and killed on the spot.

When they were four against three, two people were killed one after another, and now two against three, the defeat of Shushan has been decided.

Ye He, who had been paying attention to the battle situation here, couldn't help but be ecstatic when he saw this, and his attacks became more and more rapid and fierce.

Burst~

Ye He's figure suddenly retreated.

In the middle of the retreat, he grabbed the hilt of the flying sword that pierced his chest with his right hand and pulled it out. Regardless of the sharpness of the sword, his left hand gripped the hilt of the sword, and the muscles of his arms bulged with force, and he was about to break this despicable flying sword.

A thunderbolt slammed into Ye He's shoulder, and he couldn't hold it under the severe trembling of his body, so he could only let the flying sword break free and escape.

"Despicable!"