Eternal Wandering is the farthest, but he is still shocked by the terrifying momentum of Qianwu!

He had naturally heard of the name of this demon clan's thousand dances, but he didn't know that although his realm was only one level higher than his own, his strength was far beyond his own by several points.

This is just the beginning, and before Qian Wu has yet to show her famous stunt, she has already defeated two Yuanhua Realm masters in a row!

He and Zou Yanwen's cultivation is just between the two of them, and even Zou Yanwen was defeated by her men, isn't he looking for abuse when he goes up?

"The strength of a Condensing Realm cultivator is nothing more than that, right?"

Wan Guliu was shocked in his heart and didn't say a word, and took advantage of Xiao Luo's stunned moment to retreat quickly, and then used his ancestral talisman without hesitation.

Once this kind of earth-level first-grade talisman is used, even the high-level cultivators of the Condensing Realm can't catch up, let alone others.

Then I saw him grab Wan Congfang in the distance, and disappeared out of thin air before everyone could react.

Qian Wu saw that the eternal flow was irreversible, so she had no choice, but she was in a rage, and she didn't want the saint to run away in vain, so she said viciously to the flying star:

"You stay here and kill Bai Zhizheng and Zou Yanwen first, and I'll chase them!"

After speaking, his figure flashed and he was about to leave, after all, Feixing is not known for his speed, and Qinglian has many magic weapons for escaping, and even she may have to spend a lot of time chasing after her.

But at this time, for some reason, Qian Wu's heart suddenly appeared for no reason, and the strong instinct from the demon clan made her subconsciously stop her figure.

Sure enough!

In an instant, a wave of pitch-black hidden weapons shot neatly at Qian Wu's feet, forming a standard semicircle, perhaps in order to hide the true identity, the shape of the hidden weapon was very simple, it was an ordinary cross dart with a handle.

With the cold glow emanating from the dart, another group of black-clothed monks with dozens of people suddenly appeared, and surrounded everyone with murderous aura, obviously not good.

The movements of these people were orderly, and they did not make even the slightest sound.

They all held weapons in their hands, and their eyes were fierce, as if as long as Qianwu made a slight move, they would face each other at the same time, which provoked Qianwu to scold herself in her heart for forgetting to burn incense before going out, why did she meet the enemy again.

The blackfriar at the head was convex and backward, and it was obvious that the hot figure was a woman.

I only heard her giggle and say in a coquettish voice:

"Miss Qianwu, I see that you have almost beaten up now, why don't you stop talking and make peace?

"Hahaha, good, good, very good!"

Qian Wu couldn't help but laugh angrily when she heard this, how could she have encountered so many eyeless moles when everything was not going well these years, and now this group of people is even more arrogant, really when she is a vegetarian "Hongying Fairy"?

Staring at the woman in black mockingly, Qian Wu said solemnly:

"I don't care who you are, if you don't get out of the way today, I want to let you know that although I don't like to kill, not everyone can pinch my soft persimmon!"

Sudden changes have made the thousand dances that have been steady and generous all the way up the smoke.

It's just that the cultivation of a group of black-clothed monks is above the Hundred Veins Realm, and there are also three Yuanhua Realm monks among them, although their cultivation is not high, but because of the fight on their side, the spiritual power consumption is also huge.

But the other party is obviously a perennially well-trained killer team, and the pressure on their side under teamwork cannot be underestimated.

So after thinking about his own situation for a while, although Qian Wu's cruel words came out, the anger that had just burned Tianlinggai suddenly disappeared a lot, and he had no intention of doing anything.

Seeing that Qianwu calmed down a little, the masked nun gently turned the dagger with black light in her hand, then covered her mouth and smiled, and said with some teasing:

"Don't think I'm talking badly, Miss Qianwu, just by yourself, I'm afraid I won't be able to make any waves in today's Thirty-Three Realms. Oh, look at that Bai Zhizheng, do you think he would have escaped if we hadn't opened the net?"

The female cultivator's words carried an extremely obvious sense of ridicule, but at this time, Qian Wu had gradually changed back to her calm and generous appearance, she stared at the other party's eyes full of ridicule, and asked in a cold voice:

"Who the hell are you?"

She couldn't see through the strength of the black-clothed nun, but judging from the breath alone, it should at least be the same as her, but this was not what worried her, what was really threatening was her words.

Obviously, these dozens of people are not the only ones on the other side.

With a thought, Qian Wu glanced at Bai Zhizheng, who was healing as if nothing had happened, with an inquiring gaze.

Seeing this, Bai Ye nodded a little unwillingly, but he also wisely agreed, and his eyes looking at the black-clothed nun were also full of bitter hatred and deep jealousy.

On the black-clothed female cultivator, Bai Zhizheng didn't feel any familiar smell, but it was definitely from the same place as the person who attacked and killed the disciples of the Sea You Sword Sect.

The other party has such a huge power, but he is hiding in this small thirty-three realms to do some dirty deeds of planting blame, if he is just idle and bored, Bai Zhizheng is willing to write his name upside down.

Qian Wu's thoughts are naturally exactly the same as Bai Zhizheng's, but there is one thing she thinks deeper.

If these black-clothed killers really want to fish in troubled waters, wouldn't it be better to wait and see what happens? In other words, if they were just afraid that the Absolute Immortal Sect and the Demon Clan would join forces, they could do the same as before, or use some discordant tactics.

Could it be that she wants to save people?

"It's possible, seeing that the other party's rhetoric doesn't seem to be fake, if I insist on going my own way, I'm afraid that this trip will cause heavy losses, but it's not a problem for the other party to just let me stop, it's just that Qinglian has a little headache on his side. ”

Qian Wu is worthy of being the leader of the demon clan's operation this time, and her mind is so fast that she is afraid that she will sigh to Bai Zhizheng, who is full of scheming, but the expression on her face has not changed in the slightest.

His eyes flashed slightly, and Qian Wu turned around and asked tentatively:

"In that case, then I seem to be able to think that you are from the righteous path in Kyushu, right?"

"Don't be tempted anymore, Miss Senmai, I'm really thinking about your clan!"

Xiumei frowned slightly, and Qian Wu nodded solemnly after all, and sighed secretly in her heart:

"Well, this woman is very cautious, and it seems that she has no useful information. ”

Then she used her eyes to signal Feixing and Xiao Luo on the side not to chase after her.

As for Bai Zhizheng and the others, although she really wanted to understand them on the spot, but now it was her turn to speak, since they were all injured, there should be no threat in a short period of time, so she spared them three lives.

"Bai Zhizheng, Zou Yanwen, and the little monk of the Hundred Veins Realm, all three of you owe me a life!"

Qian Wu laughed, then hugged her fist at the black-clothed female cultivator, and with a wave of pink leather clothes, she strode back towards the place where the demon clan members stayed, and stretched out her hand to invite Xiao Luoyi before leaving.

And although Feixing's eyes are empty, he has always regarded the other party as his target for Qianwu, and he does not dare to have the slightest disrespect.

He could only glare at the black-clothed nun viciously, snorted coldly and said no more, unwillingly withdrew the phantom behind him, and walked away.

Xiao Luoyi naturally knew that Qian Wu was invited with good intentions, but now she was in a trance, so she somehow refused Qian Wu and left a little depressed.

"Senior sister, let them go back like this, will Qian Wu and Xiao Luoyi regret it?"

Seeing a few people walking away, a monk who leaned on the nearest black-clothed nun asked in a low voice, her voice was full of respect, and the black-clothed nun gathered her voice into a line and said:

"No, don't look at this Qianwu seems to be grumpy, but that's because she is affected by the power of the bloodline, as long as she regains her composure, she will still be the legendary "Shadow Fairy". It seems that she should have guessed something, but the master has explained that the second young master must be protected, so we must take action in this dead end. ”

"Yes, Senior Sister. ”

The black-clothed junior brother said in a deep voice.

"Well, if she is interested, she will not take the initiative to provoke trouble, if she is stubborn, we are not afraid of the so-called demon clan! As for Xiao Luoyi, the Absolute Immortal Sect and our well water do not interfere with the river water, as long as we don't embarrass the second young master, we don't have to pay attention to her. ”

Hearing this, the black-clothed monk bowed down and retreated, as a dead soldier of the Demon Shadow, he had his own memory, and what he was infused with was that he was born to be the Yao family and died to be the ghost of the Yao family.

Although the lord's request is that as long as Yao Pofeng does not die and is not abolished, even if he is beaten into a pig's head, they are not allowed to make a move, but after all, there are six Yuanhua Realm cultivators present, if there is anything wrong with their own young master, then what is the point of them living?

At this time, the black-clothed nun refocused her gaze on Bai Zhizheng and the others, and after a burst of giggles, she asked a little teasingly:

"Okay, the three Daoists of the Haiyou Sword Sect, do you have any last words to say?"

Bai Zhizheng didn't answer the words of the black-clothed nun, and he was recovering from the injuries caused by the damage to the magic weapon by himself, and he didn't know whether he was going to kill him or plan to fight to the death.

As for Bai Xuan, he had already been frightened by the black-clothed monks, and hid behind him with fear on his face, but Zou Yanwen took the lead in speaking very calmly and indifferently, and he couldn't see that he was seriously injured at all.

"What do you want?"

"It is said that the white swordsman is heroic and upright, and the blue swordsman is stubborn and has no one in his eyes, it seems that the rumors are really unbelievable!"

The black-clothed nun was a little surprised by Zou Yanwen's non-answering question, and seeing that he was still staring at herself calmly, she couldn't help but smile dumbly, and also asked:

"How do you know I'm not going to kill you?"

Regarding her doubts, Zou Yanwen rolled his eyes a little funny, and only two words popped up:

"Nonsense!"

"Presumptuous!"

Before the black-clothed nun could speak, the monk who had just asked was furious, but was stopped by her gentle wave of her hand, and then counted the thumbs up to Zou Yanwen:

"You are a character Zou Yanwen, if you can get out of the Thirty-Three Realms alive, the shoals of the Haiyou Sword Sect will not be able to keep you, the dragon!"