"The leader of the Swift Gang, Meteor Hammer - Yang Lun!"

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"The second leader of the Swift Gang, Jin Luohan - Ren Guangcai!"

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"The three leaders of the Swift Gang, Tiangang Palm - Shen Yi!"

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"The Swift Gang is the fourth leader, and the sword of Dingtian - Wu Kun!"

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"The five leaders of the Swift Gang, the king of the spears - Liu Shengxian!"

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"The Swift Gang is the seventh master, and the grass flies - Cui Chu!"

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The six of them were full of congenital aura, sat down and rode a black demon unicorn horse worth a thousand gold, with a large number of subordinates, rolling in the wind and rain, rolling in, magnificent, overwhelming.

"The Swift Gang is pouring out of the nest! What is it? Could it be the secret book of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang?"

With Shang Youlan's calm state of mind, he couldn't calm down at this time.

As the No. 1 bandit in the Northwest, this kind of thing has not happened once in decades.

"Damn! Yang Lun, this guy, actually brought so many people to my territory!"

Seeing his old rival, Guangzhi's face turned even darker, and he now hated the two-stirring sticks, the Rider in Cloth and Nan Doutian.

If it weren't for these two guys, their Iron Tu Gang would have left with Mi Mengjiao a long time ago.

Since more than ten days ago, the major forces have been eyeing Mi Mengjiao and the others, and he just has a little advantage because of his geographical advantage.

In order to maximize this point, Guangzhi did not hesitate to disguise himself and hide among ordinary horse bandits, and in order to confuse his opponent, he only sent one Yin Zhong.

And now the situation is obvious, all his efforts have been in vain.

"Do you want to tie up your own hands and follow me to the Swift Gang to sit down, or let me do it myself!"

The black demon unicorn horse walked back and forth in front of everyone, and Yang Lun, who was riding on the horse, had eyes wide open, and his momentum was like a tide, sweeping all directions.

The six members of the Swift Gang are not weak, and Yang Lun is even more congenital extreme, a set of sun-destroying meteor hammers has reached the level of supernatural perfection, which is not comparable to the extraordinary congenital perfection.

Together, none of the people present were opponents of the Swift Gang, not to mention, it was impossible for them to work together to fight against Yang Lun and the others.

On the handsome face of the flowers, there was still a faint smile, and the delicate body stood in front of Mi Mengjiao and the two, gently shaking the folding fan, neither speaking nor backing down.

Nan Doutian and the others also remained silent, the situation was stronger than people, and it was useless to say more. But it is obviously impossible for them to give up like this.

"Looks like you're trying to force me to do it!"

Yang Lun's face was full of purple gas, and the energy that overflowed from his body turned into a cyclone, steaming up, his eyes became cold, the killing intent flickered, and he glanced back and forth at everyone.

Right now

In the rain curtain of the ruins, there were sound waves stirring everywhere, and bursts of bloody smell came with the wind, which made people vomit.

"It turns out that the famous meteor hammer is just a waste that bullies the small! Today I can be regarded as a long insight!haha!"

A grim laugh rang out from the ruins nearby.

"Pretend to be a ghost, get out of here!"

Without waiting for Yang Lun to speak, Ren Guangcai, the second-in-command Jin Luohan behind him, dismounted, his feet shook the earth, the gravel flew apart, and he was driven by the true qi, rotated at high speed, and shot towards one of the ruins like scattering flowers to the Heavenly Maiden, and a rumbling sonic boom was sent out in the air.

"At this time, people's horizontal practice kung fu is extraordinary!"

Nan Doutian frowned and couldn't help but exclaim.

Boom!

A bloody shadow flashed through the ruins, and the flying rubble was wrapped in the power of the palm and flung to one side, making deep holes in front of the ground.

A tall, blood-colored man walked out.

This man, with a hideous face and a pale face, can faintly see the two canine teeth at the corners of his mouth, and his body carries a deep blood qi, as if it has been soaked in blood water, and the majestic blood-red true qi is wrapped around the body, turning into a circle of blood-colored light.

When the rain approached him, it would turn blood-red, as if it had turned into blood.

At the same time, behind the blood-clothed man, there were seven or eight people, all of whom had a deep aura, and everyone was bloody and vicious.

These evil people, looking at Yang Lun and the others, were like tigers looking at a group of lambs to the slaughter, and everyone's eyes were full of cruelty.

"What kind of monster is this!!"

Mi Mengjiao saw the formation of the blood-clothed man, her face turned pale, and her heart sank to the bottomless abyss.

Although Guangzhi and Yang Lun and others looked murderous, they at least looked like people. This guy who came out now looks like a monster.

"Zhang Zongpu, the bloodsucker of the Blood Killing Palace, I didn't expect this madman to come too!"

The people who recognize the vampire demon Zhang Zongpu don't look very good.

This guy can be said to be a complete pervert, perverted, not only can he suck human blood with strange exercises, but his personality is also very tyrannical, and he once had the terrifying experience of slaughtering a city.

"The evil demons dare to come out, and today they will inevitably do the right thing for the heavens!"

Eight young women, holding long swords, temperament, and appearance, all of which were the best choices, walked slowly from the other direction.

Among them, the leading woman is wearing a green coat, slightly older, and looks like she is in her thirties, and the woman in second place is the most eye-catching.

She is extremely tall, with a pair of slender legs standing like a crane, and a graceful body.

He was wearing a water-green shoulder, but his hair was tied with a fiery red gauze scarf, the green silk was like a waterfall, and the gauze scarf on it was like a flame, red and green saw each other, there was a taste of water and fire, yin and yang fusion.

This woman is just a plain stop, will attract people's eyes to the past, her breath is quiet and distant, very deep, like the endless sea, her gaze is like a deep pool of ancient wells, reflecting the void, the bright moon and stars.

The whole person is not like an ordinary, but more like a fairy in the Moon Palace, cold and arrogant!

"Senior Sister Linglong, you're here too! and Senior Sister Nanlian!"

Seeing the women coming, Nandoutian's eyes lit up, smiled happily, and waved excitedly.

The fairy-like woman of the Moon Palace, when she heard the shout, glanced at Nan Doutian, her face was expressionless, and she was still as cold as frost.

The slightly older woman, frowning, said nothing as well.

"The first day of the Emei faction is exquisite, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation!

Seeing the beauty of Yu Linglong, Hua Piao's eyes lit up, put away the folding fan, and kept tapping his palms excitedly.

"Hmph! The Demon Dao Demon Girl also dares to speak wildly, and I will clean it up with you later!"

The woman in Tsing Yi, the leader, scolded coldly when she heard Hua Piaoling's words.

"The chief disciple of the Emei Sect, the Qingling Fairy - Xi Nanlian!

Hearing the conversation of several people, Shang Youlan quickly recognized the identity of the leading woman of the Emei faction.

"These two people are what our Emei faction wants! If you dare not agree, you will go against my Emei Mountain!"

Xi Nanlian's words are very domineering, but she does have domineering capital, the Emei faction is one of the ten sects, close to the forefront, there are three grandmasters in the sect, and the power is at its peak.

But a few others don't sell her account.

"The Emei faction is located in the southern region, but they came to us to ask for people!

"I'm acting in Emeishan, and I want you to be a horse bandit to point fingers! You think that the imperial court can't deal with you, and I can't deal with you in Emeishan! If you don't want to be destroyed, just go back to your kennel!"

Xi Nanlian's words were sharp, and Yang Lun was angry.

"Okay, you stinky woman, you dare to be so arrogant in my territory, I'll take you first!

Crash!

Yang Lun's meteor hammer shook, and he wanted to ride the horse and fight with Xi Nanlian first.

At this moment, the sound of a giant elephant stepping on the ground.

Tread, step, step!

"Huh?"

Yang Lun, including everyone present, looked in the direction where the voice came from, and in his sight, he only saw a pair of noble martial boots, stepping on strange steps, as if he was crossing into the void.

This is a middle-aged man with a rough and majestic appearance, wearing a luxurious military robe embroidered with splendid mountains and rivers, and a large group of people with black and sloppy.

These people are all strong, fierce, muscular, with bright eyes and strong breath.

"The head of the mixed yuan faction, the mixed yuan hand - Rong Licheng!"

The Mixed Yuan Sect is the only gate faction in the Northwest Region, and compared to the Swift Gang's Meteor Hammer Yang Lun, Rong Licheng is more like a landlord.

It's just that the mixed yuan faction has been sluggish in recent years, and its power has been getting worse and worse, except for an old grandmaster who is about to die, and there are almost no people who can take a shot.

Now Rong Licheng personally led the team to shoot, which is the best proof.

"You guys are fighting here, and you don't take our mixed yuan faction seriously at all!"

Rong Licheng exuded a dangerous aura on his body, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were full of cold murderous intent.

The fight came to his doorstep, if he didn't come out, the mixed yuan faction wouldn't have to mix in the rivers and lakes in the future.

Behind these people, each of them has a grandmaster, and they are naturally not afraid of the declining Mixed Yuan Sect. In the face of Rong Licheng's questioning, everyone's expressions were different, and no one retreated anyway.

"These two are disciples of my Kunlun faction, if you don't want to die, let's disperse early!"

Boom, boom, boom.

Like the sound of a thunderbolt on a sunny day, a series of violent noises echoed over the rain curtain in the wilderness.

The three figures galloped all the way through the dry yellow wilderness with only their legs, and with each step they took, a splash of sand and gravel would explode, leaving only a series of shallow pits in the shape of footprints on the ground.

The surrounding scene swept by at an extremely fast speed, and behind the three people, three dragons mixed with wind and rain were dragged!

Running at the front was a big man in a robed Taoist robe with a rough figure, and his words were his fierce roar.

His voice condensed into a line, and even the fierce wind and violent air stirring could not affect it in the slightest.

To his right is a thin Taoist priest in his forties, who carries a guqin on his back, and looks like a sculpture.

On the left side of the big man in the Taoist robe, there was a middle-aged man wearing a purple luxurious Taoist robe, with a pale face, a strange white light from his pupils, and an ethereal temperament.

As soon as the three of them appeared, everyone present showed a deep sense of taboo.

The leader of the big man is named Xu Longhu, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called Li Sheng.

The name of the thin Taoist priest is Li Liqing, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called the Ice Saint.

The purple-robed Taoist priest is named He Yongping, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called chess saints.

The three of them synthesized the Three Saints of Kunlun.

In addition to the identities of the three, everyone cares more about the achievements of the three.

They once teamed up to kill the Grandmaster!

"Can't wait!"