There was a fierce battle in the Cangzhou Inn, and the sound shook most of Cangzhou City, and at this moment there were already a lot of onlookers gathered here, they had human beings, and naturally there were other races, and they were commenting on the battle situation in groups of three or five, as if watching the fight.

Among the many spectators, there was also an anomaly—a key horse with a pure white coat, wingless but floating in the void, its eyes blazing, obviously quite spiritual, and extraordinary, and on one side of the white horse, a woman stood with a pair of blue pupils and a nonchalance. However, it was such a slightly ordinary combination, but it made everyone feel an unusual atmosphere, and everyone avoided it and stayed away from the place.

"Roar!"

From the hollow under the inn, a loud dragon roar suddenly sounded, and a tyrannical demonic aura surged out of the hole...... As if a fierce beast was born, the ground fluctuated in an instant, and the dilapidated inn walls in the cracks of the earth completely collapsed, and the Cangzhou inn was razed to the ground in an instant, completely gone.

The dust cleared, Murong Jiu had already broken through the ground, he stood on top of a pile of rubble, and at this time, a pair of hideous dragon tentacles appeared on his forehead, and a layer of fine silver scale armor seemed to grow on the surface of his skin. And in his blood-colored eyes, there was a fierce and violent demon, and behind him stood a tall giant phantom.

At this point, Murong Jiu's aura was tragic and abnormal, but his complexion was pale, without any blood, and even faintly appeared the color of dead ashes.

Such a situation shows. Murong Jiu relied on his tenacity of heart, and he still had the strength to fight, but his body and organs had already shown a state of exhaustion, and due to the lack of life power, perhaps his life was running out.

Wu Fu in the air looked down at Murong Jiu's tragic form below, as well as the image of the fierce demon, he suddenly felt a sense of anxiety, and he had a premonition for the first time that the person secretly wanted by the young master of the Long family must not be that ordinary person.

It's not just Wu Fu. The spectators from afar also stopped talking. Everyone looked at Murong Jiu quietly, in the spirit world, his body could be evil, but there was no spectrum of evil. It's surprising. Like Murong Jiu. He let out a dragon's groan. also manifested the demonic shadow of the wild giant, so that people had to secretly guess his identity and origin.

The woman in black beside the handsome white horse had an inexplicable light dancing in her bunch of turquoise eyes. The corners of her mouth revealed some unexpected joy, ha, the young man of gods and demons related to the ancient giant of the barbarian overlord, how could he be that ordinary person.

Swinging the black wooden stick horizontally, the ten-zhang tall fierce demon figure stepped forward and drilled into the black wooden stick, and suddenly the black wooden stick scattered a scorching black light, and roared out a rolling magic roar. Murong Jiu raised his head and let out a wild roar, he spread his blood wings, and turned into phantoms against the sky, forming a tornado behind him due to air convection.

The pupils of Wu Fu's eyes contracted, and the string of phantoms that soared up below were dozens or hundreds, not only giving him a strong visual shock, but even more, he actually felt an ominous threat of death.

"Kill!"

Murong Jiu swung the black wooden stick and smashed it against the air, and the hundred phantoms rushed forward and gathered together, as if blessing him with a steady stream of bombardment power, and the black wooden stick burst out of a black stick shadow, as if it was wrapped in a sky-shaking absolute might, and it collided with Wu Fu's attack.

Rumble...... The explosion roared like earth-shattering thunder, and the hurricane spread in all directions to the entire Cangzhou City, the vitality of heaven and earth fluctuated violently, and the overflowing energy wind roared and shot out, Wu Fu was thrown upside down in the drastic change in his complexion, and he was already seriously injured.

Murong Jiu also felt that he was in the waves on the cusp of the storm, but after he spit out a mouthful of blood, he stepped in the void and fanned his blood wings, and he went upstream...... Phantoms dissipated and took shape in the violent currents, and he relied on his ghostly body and resolute will to shuttle through the raging wind.

Roar...... The figure shook, Murong Jiu finally broke through, he raised his stick and smashed wildly, and a fierce demon image immediately pounced on the two humanoid Shura, and in their frightened screams, they were devoured by the demon shadow.

Murong Jiu once again killed two Shura, and the price he paid was really not small, across the surging energy hurricane, the scale armor on his body had been shattered piece by piece, the blood-colored feathers on his back were almost strangled, and his whole body was drenched in blood, leaving two deep wounds on his cheeks.

It's all worth it, though!

Because of the illusion of the pink skull, his heart was filled with a crazy emotion, revenge and killing piled up in his spiritual will, and he did not vomit or be unhappy...... With one hand, he raised his stick and pointed at the last person, Wu Fu, at this moment, his blood-colored eyes burst with fine light, and he was domineering and invincible.

The battle has reached the present, and the cultivators watching the battle from a distance have become much less casual in pointing and discussing, as if everyone suddenly realized that this is no longer a point-to-point contest of shouting and drinking, but a thrilling fight to the death.

As for the god-like Murong Jiu in the battle arena, the kind of indomitable lore, everyone may have the appreciation of the slight movement of their hearts, and naturally there are also those with high strength who do not think so.

"Who dares to fight Cangzhou City, the city lord has an order, and the troublemaker will be punished with three hundred!"

The battle in the land of the inn finally alarmed the guards of Cangzhou City...... The chief administrator of the City Lord's Mansion, a bewitching young man, he led a hundred guards to fly at high speed, but his high-profile posture of the fox and fake tiger was about to be inserted in the battle, and he was bound to detain Murong Jiu and Wu Fusheng.

Alas...... I don't know which cultivator let out a sigh, regretting that this life-and-death struggle could not be carried out to the end, of course, it also contained everyone's dislike for the city lord's mansion administrator.

The chief administrator of the City Lord's Mansion was quite proud of his appearance, and he thought that it was his tiger body that shook and roared, and the battle stopped immediately, and the onlookers were all silent. As he got closer and closer to the battlefield, his eyes burst out with a light that was shining brightly, this damn fighter. I can't peek at the city lord's wife taking a bath, this time it falls into my hands, and if I don't give you a twisted hand, it will be difficult to eliminate the anger in my heart.

Hiss~~ A neck-numbing snake sucking sound suddenly sounded in this area, a long purple and cyan snake swallowed snake letters, wrapped in a cold bloodthirsty breath, it crossed the void in an instant, tightly wrapped around the neck of the chief manager.

The sudden change made everyone stunned for a while, and the long snake that was strangled by the neck of the panicked and struggling chief in the void saw this slender purple and green snake spanning a distance of 100 zhang. Its tail was attached to the white horse's woman's right hand...... It's not hard to guess. This long snake that makes people's hearts tremble, it is the horsewhip in the hand of the woman in black!

The woman in black's face did not look so cruel, her right hand flipped over, and the horsewhip shook suddenly. And the head of the city lord's mansion outside the hundred zhang. His face changed wildly with wide eyes. His entire head was thrown into the air, and his body was cut in two.

Such ruthlessness and desperation made the onlookers gasp. Looking at the woman in black who had withdrawn her whip and looked indifferent, she continued to calmly pay attention to the battle, and everyone's hearts trembled, as if at this moment, everyone clearly realized that the spicy hand witch who was rumored to be in the spirit world was not in vain.

A white horse, a horsewhip, a spicy hand witch walks in the spirit world, and where she passes, the evil demons retreat, and the evil ghosts hibernate!

The hundred guards of the City Lord's Mansion looked at each other, they were afraid of Ouyang Jinghua's demon name, and none of them moved, and for the death of the chief administrator, they were too busy to take care of themselves, and they couldn't do it for the time being.

The irritable mood has not subsided, and the battle will continue...... Murong Jiu frantically fanned his blood-colored wings and turned into a hundred illusory figures, and they were swept up with a crazy fierce aura, moving at the same time like a pack of wolves chasing tigers, and they jointly surrounded and killed Wu Fu.

Murong Jiu's true body shuttled through the phantom, he shifted his form and changed positions, pointing east and west, and the unpredictable attack direction stirred the air flow in the air, and made a sound of air explosion in the confusion.

"Die!"

Four blows in one palm, overlord fist, dragon claw hand, iron blood thirteen feet...... The anger in his heart made Murong Jiu show the most crazy attack, he either palmed, or fist, or claw, or foot, a hundred real phantoms engulfed Wu Fu in it, and the sound of roaring spread Murong Jiu's irrefutable resentment.

However, a dragon's roar shattered the tornado, and the battle in the air calmed down, and all dust settled...... Wu Fu in the void, his clothes were already in tatters, his whole body was covered with blood, and many wounds were deep and bone-deep, his eyes were wide with anger, and his eyes radiated endless horror and remorse.

Above Wu Fu, the god and demon young man Murong Jiu had already plunged that black wooden stick straight into his head, and Wu Fu was tragically defeated!

Since the beginning of the battle, this battle has been doomed, and defeat means death! Indeed, the black wooden stick suddenly let out a demonic roar, and a raging demonic mist poured out from the rod's body to swallow Wu Fu in it—so far, the Cangzhou Inn was killed, and Murong Jiu won the battle.

The tyrannical mood was vented by the fight, and Murong Jiu also regained his composure, his blood-colored eyes swept over the crowd of onlookers, he turned his body and flapped his wings and left.

Murong Jiu walked away victoriously, but the enthusiasm of the onlookers remained undiminished, the destruction of an inn, the death of three people and two Shura, made some people's blood boil for a while - it turned out that the crazy life and death battle could be so tragic. However, in the eyes of those who have a heart, Murong Jiusheng's victory is not easy.

"Miss, the sect leader has already launched the 'Divine Punishment Plan'. On the side of the spicy witch Ouyang Jinghua, a woman flew quickly, and she said in a respectful voice.

"Are they not worthy!" Ouyang Jinghua's emerald blue eyes always looked at Murong Jiu who was going away, but when she heard the "Divine Punishment Plan", two rays of light suddenly flashed in her pupils.

The woman in black followed Ouyang Jinghua's gaze, she also looked into the distance, in the dim night, the distant figure clearly showed some staggering, and then she turned her head and said, "Miss, I'll help him?"

"No, the road of the strong is also the road of dragon insects, the dragon and the rivers and lakes should cut thorns and waves, and the hundred-legged insects, willing to live in the anthill, are snakes and rats after all. Whether he is a dragon or a worm depends on whether he has the heart of a strong man. ”

Retracting his gaze from the distant back, Ouyang Jinghua twisted his body and rode on the back of the white horse, the white horse let out a loud neigh, stepped on the hooves in the void, and rushed away.

Since the spicy hand witch left, everyone on the lookers breathed a sigh of relief, as if it was not a woman riding a white horse who left, but a python with a cold gaze, which showed the prosperity of Ouyang Jinghua's magic power. (To be continued......)