Seeing Zhao Tang kill one disciple after another and suck up the blood of one person after another, those monks of the Huang Feng Sect finally understood that Zhao Tang was no longer their respected sect master, but a blood demon who could only kill!

Under the command of an elder, the monks of the Huang Feng Sect began to attack, but they did not dare to approach Zhao Tang at all, so they could only use their swords to attack from afar.

Qianshan is also still fighting, if they can't kill Zhao Tang quickly, and when Qianshan can't support it, they will have to withstand the simultaneous attack of two terrifying enemies, and when the time comes, they won't survive.

But their attack didn't go well, Zhao Tang not only turned into a terrifying blood demon, his cultivation has also been greatly improved, the foundation building realm and the knot pill realm monks did not have much effect on Zhao Tang's attack, those flying swords and runes were melted as soon as they touched the black flames on Zhao Tang's body, and even an elder's treasure spirit sword was directly lost its tip, and those elders wailed for a while, in pain.

Seeing that the elder had even sacrificed the treasure, how could the disciples dare to complain, and directly took out all the things that could be attacked in the storage bag, but this still did not have much effect.

Zhao Tang almost ignored those tickling attacks, his body flickered like a ghost, grabbed one disciple after another, and then directly sucked the blood.

The brutal battle continued, one victim after another, and the rest of the monks were filled with fear.

Buzz –

Suddenly.

A blue sword flew from the sky and plunged straight into Zhao Tang's chest under the gaze of hundreds of people.

Frost appeared on Zhao Tang's body instantly, and those black flames were gradually suppressed by the frost, and Zhao Tang also screamed miserably, but soon, the black flames rose again, burning more violently, quickly melting all the frost on Zhao Tang's body, and began to burn the blue sword.

The blue sword began to drip, but it was not melted by the black flames.

"Whose sword is this?"

An elder of the Huang Feng Sect shouted happily.

Zhao Tang was finally suppressed, which made everyone feel relieved, although they may not be able to kill Zhao Tang completely, but if they can suppress it, it means that they can be killed!

"Senior brother Yu Xiaoxing, Taiyimen, came to collect the mountain. ”

In the sky, Yu Xiaoxing's sword flew over, and Lin Xiao'e followed closely behind on mica.

Hearing the words "Taiyimen", everyone in Huang Fengzong was shocked.

These three words are too familiar to them, from the moment they stepped into the Huangfeng Sect, the master and the uncles are all saying: We must step on the Taiyi Sect and snatch the Eight Mountains of Qinglian.

Now, the people of Taiyi Sect came to the door instead, saying that they were coming to collect their mountain, how could they not be shocked?

Moreover, Yu Xiaoxing also suppressed Zhao Tang with a sword, which all of them couldn't suppress, which made them even more afraid!

The elder, who was still happy just now, suddenly collapsed his face, "Hmph, it turned out to be a child of the Taiyi Sect! I said that my Huang Feng Sect has been peaceful for hundreds of years and no one has disturbed it, how could someone suddenly come to attack in the front mountain, it turned out to be a little bastard of the Tai Sect! You are looking at the crisis of my Huang Feng Sect, and you have come to fall into the well." ”

Yu Xiaoxing chuckled, he knew that this was the case.

Originally, he wanted to kill the blood demon first and leave these people alive for a few more minutes, but people didn't need it.

He raised his right hand and lightly threw out the flaming sword.

The elder of the Huang Feng Sect who was not disrespectful was a late stage cultivator of the Jindan Realm, and in terms of cultivation realm, it was much higher than Yu Xiaoxing, and he watched Yu Xiaoxing take out his sword, and he immediately counterattacked with the flying sword.

One person out of one sword, fair.

bite

The two flying swords quickly met in the air, the flame sword was a superb treasure, the power was not comparable to ordinary magic weapons, it effortlessly shot down the enemy's sword, and continued to fly downward.

The flying sword was controlled by Yu Xiaoxing, and the elder knew that he couldn't dodge, so he took out the talisman magic weapon to defend, but he underestimated the power of the flame sword, and the flame sword pierced the spirit shield of his talisman magic weapon in an instant, passed through the abdomen of the elder of the Jindan realm, and destroyed the golden pill in his dantian.

The flames rose, and the elder who had lost his cultivation died in a scream, burned to ashes.

Yu Xiaoxing Yuling put away his sword, and his face was flat.

"Is there anything else to die?"

.......

Die?

Who wants to die?

Of course, no one wants to die.

A Jindan Realm was directly seconded, and most of the hundreds of monks of the Huang Feng Sect were in the Foundation Building Realm, where did they dare to come out and shout, so the scene was very quiet for a while.

Then, suddenly, everyone noticed......... There seems to be a blood demon screaming in the back?

Well.

The scene suddenly became very awkward again.

At this moment, a bold Zhuji disciple stood up, knelt down in a hurry, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Yu, the Huang Feng Sect is in great trouble, the third master ancestor is dead, the master ancestor has fallen into the demon, the second master ancestor does not know where to go, my Huang Feng Sect should be gone, and the junior Liu Ping is willing to join the Taiyi Sect, but the junior brother begged Senior Brother Yu to kill this blood demon and avenge my few good brothers who died!"

When a group of people encounter difficulties or dangers, the first person to stand up is always worthy of respect, because this first person generally dies quickly, and if they don't die, they will basically become big people later.

Yu Xiaoxing admires this Liu Ping very much, but whether to keep him or not is another matter, because some people have to die, and Yu Xiaoxing will not accept mercy because he appreciates others.

"Okay, I agree. ”

Yu Xiaoxing replied.

"Senior Brother Xie!"

Liu Ping was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed several times.

Some disciples next to him also knelt down and thanked Yu Xiaoxing.

After having the person who takes the lead, there will be more and more people who will follow.

Yu Xiaoxing turned back to Lin Xiao'e and said, "I'll go down, you hold up your umbrella, these people are afraid of me, but they are not necessarily afraid of you." ”

Lin Xiao'e nodded obediently, "Mmmm, I know the senior brother." ”

Yu Xiaoxing smiled and gently patted Lin Xiao'e and Mica's heads, and then the sword flew down.

..........

In the quiet Yellow Maple Mountain, there was only one blood demon howling miserably.

Hundreds of people together didn't make a sound, wasn't it quiet?

Yu Xiaoxing's Imperial Sword flew to the vicinity of the Blood Demon and watched the confrontation between the Cold Ice Sword and the Blood Demon Zhao Tang.

The Ice Sword is a supreme treasure, this level of weapon is very powerful, and it is also extremely rare, and generally only a few cultivators of the Divine Realm will have such a treasure.

After Zhao Tang became a blood demon, his cultivation increased greatly, and he faintly approached the realm of entering the gods, but he had not yet reached the realm of entering the gods, so the cold ice sword could suppress him, but it could not kill him.

And Yu Xiaoxing also observed a phenomenon.

The black flame on Zhao Tang's body was very wonderful, although it was burning, it didn't seem like it was consuming spiritual power, but it seemed to be storing spiritual power.

When the black flames melted the frost just now, Yu Xiaoxing keenly observed that the fierceness of those flames suddenly became from the flames outside, not from Zhao Tang's body.

It's weird.

In people's common sense, the flame is just a phenomenon, and when the firewood is gone, the fire is extinguished.

This Zhao Tang has become shriveled, and there is no blood in his body to burn, but this black flame is not extinguished, this is not in the river!

Even if there is still a blood mist left to burn, Zhao Tang has been suppressed by the Cold Ice Sword for a while, and there is no blood replenishment during this time, this blood mist has been burned for so long, it should be burned out, what happened to the black flame, it should have disappeared........

But the black flame is still there.

Based on the above phenomena, Yu Xiaoxing's eyes focused on the small dagger on Zhao Tang's heart.

This dagger ......... It's strange to look at.