"Ahh

In a short and rapid scream, Jin Taishan was cut into four pieces. He who dies cannot die again.

"Boy, I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?"

At this time, Jin Buchang had already come to Mu Feng.

"Who are you?Do I know you?You said let me stop, I'll stop, do I still want to save face?" Mu Feng squinted at Jin Buchang and said defiantly.

"Big brother, the truth of fart with this kind of person is to kill it directly. ”

Jin Buqi, who followed closely, didn't stop, and the mandarin duck hook slashed towards Mu Feng's head with the sound of whirring wind.

"That's right, you should learn like others, you will fight to the death sooner or later anyway, why do you bother to talk about it. It's so refreshing to do it directly. Mu Feng said, and the Black Prison Demon Knife slashed at the mandarin duck hook.

"Don't give up, be careful, his weapons are weird. At this moment, a hint of alarm flashed through Jin Bu's head.

Jin does not leave the knife, and over the decades, his research on the knife has penetrated deep into the soul.

And the inexplicable oppression emanating from the Black Prison Demon Knife made him know that the black pitch-black wide knife in this young man's hand, which looked like it had no bright spots, was by no means an ordinary mortal treasure.

Unfortunately, he was still a little late in reminding.

At this time, Jin Bu's mandarin duck hook had already collided with the Black Hell Demon Knife.

After only listening to two swishs, the hook at the front end of the mandarin duck hook in Jin Buqi's hand was cut off by Qi Qi.

"Good knives. Jin Buli's eyes shone with a fiery brilliance.

You must know that the mandarin duck hook that Jin does not give up is a real treasure, although it is only a lower grade, it is not easy to obtain. The entire Wuque Town has a strong man who can count on both hands.

Of course, this is only on the surface.

For example, the mandarin duck hook in Jin Bu's hand, there are no rumors outside. And the black wide knife in the young man's hand does not look like the rumored mortal treasure.

can cut off the mandarin duck hook that Jin does not give up in one fell swoop. Then, the weapon in the hand of the young man must at least be a medium-grade treasure. Moreover, in Zhongkou Fanbao, it is also a relatively advanced existence.

The eldest brother uses a whip, not a hook, and among the three brothers, only he uses a knife.

If you can get this young man's knife in your hands, your combat power can be increased by two to three percent.

And Jin Buqi saw that his weapon was destroyed, and his heart ached, and the blood beads were like water taps that were not turned off tightly, ticking and ticking.

"Boy, you give me back all the treasures. Jin Buqi shouted angrily, and as soon as the two hook handles were thrown away, he threw himself towards Mu Feng.

"Don't give up, (the third). ”

Jin Buchang, Jin Buli's faces changed sharply, and they reminded loudly.

However, it was too late.

Mu Feng's hand shook, and the Black Prison Demon Knife directly pierced Jin Buren.

Jin Zhu, as one of the ancestors of the Golden Eagle Gate, had just walked out of the retreat, and before he had time to take a good look at the great rivers and mountains and the scorching sun and moon all night, he hurried away.

Who says it's not a pathos?

"Smack"

Jin Buyi's body was thrown out by Mu Feng and smashed heavily in front of Jin Buchang and Jin Buli.

"The third child (don't give up)"

Jin doesn't change, Jin doesn't leave the two, hugging Jin Bu's corpse tightly, crying is a miserable one.

Brothers have been in the relationship for decades, and now, if they say no, they are gone, and this kind of blow is a bit big for people like them.

"You killed the third child. Jin Buchang stood up straight, looked at Mu Feng word by word and said.

"Didn't you see it all, if you want to avenge him, just let the horse come, why waste so many words?" Mu Feng said lightly.

"Good, good, good boy, today, no matter where you come from, you must die. ”

Jin Buchang said sharply.

At first, he was furious at the death of Kim Tae-san, and all did not take a closer look at the situation of the Golden Eagle Gate.

Just now, taking advantage of the short time between Mu Feng and Jin Buqi, he took a look at the general situation of the Golden Eagle Gate.

At this glance, he almost couldn't recognize it, this was the Golden Eagle Gate.

Because of the violent fighting, all the buildings in the Golden Eagle Gate were destroyed.

And none of the corpses in one place were not dressed in the uniform of the disciples of the Golden Eagle Sect.

The master of the door, Jin Taishan, is dead, and in the distance, the elders and deacons of the Golden Eagle Gate who are fighting fiercely are only two or three big cats and kittens.

In his opinion, it was only a matter of time before the elders were defeated.

The Golden Eagle Gate is ruined, completely ruined. The Golden Eagle Gate, which had been inherited for more than 1,500 years, was destroyed under the protection of the three of them.

This makes them how to face the ancestors of the Golden Eagle Gate, the ancestors.

Therefore, Jin Buchang's words are full of resentment, grief and indignation, and depression.

Jin Buli also stood up slowly, looking at Mu Feng, his eyes were blank, as if he had lost focus.

"Our brothers, never leave us. Life and death together, more than 80 years. Today, the abandonment has been abandoned. If you don't leave, how can you leave?"

Jin Buli said, took out the Seven-Star Ancient Moon Knife, and pointed the tip of the knife at Mu Feng: "Before Jin Buli follows and does not give up, he will definitely kill you to comfort the spirit of not abandoning the sky." ”

When the words fell, the Seven Star Ancient Moon Knife was like a storm, blowing towards Mu Fengyu.

The knife is endless, fine and compact.

The killing intent is cold, all in the countless sword lights.

"Second child, I'm here to help you. "Jin Buchang knows, although they are in the middle stage of the eightfold qi refining with Mu Feng.

However, with the real combat power, Mu Feng had to beat them a lot.

Although two nearly 100-year-old men attack a sixteen or seventeen-year-old doll, it will make people feel disdainful.

However, in this existential situation, who cares a lot?

Jin Buchang said, pulled out the whip of King Yu from his waist, and joined the battle group.

For a while, the three of them killed at the Golden Eagle Gate in the dark.

Under the Golden Eagle Peak, it was crowded with people waiting to see the results. Most of these people were Golden Eagle Sect disciples who had changed out of the sect's standard clothing. There are also ordinary people at the foot of Jintai Mountain.

Before, for the sake of a gold coin, in the Soul Slope, ordinary people were also killed by mistake, and even more were injured.

However, the nature of watching the excitement still drives them, and they wait here with a fluke mentality.

Another point is that the Golden Eagle Gate has stood here for more than 1,500 years and is deeply rooted.

The blood that was killed by a few dolls was like a river, and the corpses were all over the field, and they also wanted to know what kind of ending these dolls would get in the end.

As for the fall of the Golden Eagle Gate, they didn't even think about it.

As the battle escalated, no matter how the gravel fell from the Golden Eagle Peak, it fell into the crowd from time to time. It brings a lot of safety risks to these people.

Suddenly, there was a sudden silence on the Golden Eagle Peak, which made everyone a little uncomfortable.

Is it over? Who loses and who wins?

It tickled everyone's hearts and felt uncomfortable.

"Roar—"

A roar of incomparable dominance was accompanied by a huge figure that appeared in mid-air.

Dragon!!!

Everyone looked at the Golden Eagle Peak in amazement.

Some ordinary people couldn't help but kneel down and bow down.