"You are such a group of wasters, even if you come in, what can you do?"

Seeing that Senior Sister Guo Qing and a group of people from Wasteland Lane had entered the Demon Domain Battlefield, those Zunfu Tianjiao who were waiting to fight Fang Gui not only did not feel any increase in pressure, but felt a little funny one by one.

They are all the people who are the highest-ranked people in the Demon Hunt, in other words, they are the strongest group of people among the monks of the Zunfu Foundation, and the monks of the Wasted Alley are all because they are no longer useful, so they were expelled to the group of people in the south lane of the city, that is, the group of people with the lowest status in the entire Zun Mansion, the contrast between the two sides is too obvious.

To a certain extent, with their joining, the momentum on Fang Gui's side has become weaker, after all, Fang Gui before, who has won consecutive battles, has played a bit of prestige, and now with the addition of them, this prestige has been lowered......

However, in the face of the ridicule of the group of Venerable Mansions, all the cultivators in the Waste Alley were unmoved, some people looked down at the ground, silent, some people looked left and right, and their attention was not concentrated at all, some people just looked at the crowd opposite, I don't know who they were looking for, and even some people were smiling, not taking this upcoming battle to heart at all!

"This is a farce, and it's not going to take a short time, so let's end it soon!"

In the bloodline of that group of Zunfu, someone frowned, and suddenly strode out, ignoring others, and directly waved his hand forward, and suddenly there was a terrifying Seven Treasure Golden Wheel whirling, slashing towards Fang Gui in the crowd, and the golden wheel passed by, and even the void was cut into ripples, and this ripple seemed to have its own strength, as sharp as a sword.

"Boom la la ......"

In the other compartment, a man with a strong figure, especially like an iron tower, rushed over, carrying a huge long knife on his shoulder, full of evil spirits, very terrifying, stepped forward one step ago, slashed fiercely, and slashed down head-on towards Fang Gui.

"Sizzle......"

Several blood-red spirit snakes loomed, burrowed into the dirt, and quickly swam from the ground to Fang Gui's feet.

"Whoosh......"

And in the bloodline of that group of Venerable Mansions, there was a woman wearing a cyan robe, she stepped back slightly, and the whole person completely disappeared into the surrounding demonic energy, and after that, there was a faint shadow that circled behind Fang Gui and the others, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

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It seems that even if these Waste Man Lane monks came in, they were still only staring at Fang Gui, and with these people coming in, they were even more unscrupulous when they made a move, after all, they had to consider the question of who would strike first and who would strike later, and they didn't want to end up with a siege as soon as they came up, but now that Fang Gui had more people, they didn't have to think about it so much.

At this time, Fang Gui was originally holding his hands behind his back in a chic manner, but when he saw so many attacks coming, he immediately wanted to jump to his feet, but suddenly he saw that Senior Sister and the others were calm, so he hurriedly calmed down.

"Everyone, I've thought about it, instead of returning to Xianmen with a crippled body, it's ...... It's really better to come to the last battle!"

And in this group of monks in the Waste Alley, the three-foot sword Jin Sanqi suddenly laughed, and his mood seemed to be happy, and with the words, he suddenly stepped out, and with a flash of the sword in his palm, he slashed the golden wheel that had flown in front of Fang Gui and flew back.

The next moment, the monks of Wasteland Lane started together, Senior Sister Guo Qing had no sword in her hand, facing the black iron tower that was carrying the knife, she just stepped forward steadily, raised her bare hands, and steadily held the knife that the person was as heavy as a thousand pounds in her hand, and then leaned back slightly, and then violently pushed the strong man like the iron tower backwards.

Wu Yan in the crowd, his eyes lowered, and he saw the two spirit snakes swimming quickly under the ground, suddenly opened his mouth, and a piece of dirty blood spat on the ground, and the dirty blood seeped directly into the ground, and the two spirit snakes were stained a little, and immediately squeaked in pain.

The last woman to make a move, her figure was almost invisible, she was covering up with her demonic energy, carefully approaching Fang Gui's back, waiting for an opportunity to make a move, seeing that no one around could detect her existence at all, but she didn't expect that just as she was about to approach Fang Gui's side, a young man next to her suddenly turned his head to look at her and smiled lightly.

The woman was taken aback, and swung her knife at this person, but she was unexpectedly hit by a shot from Qu Shenxing behind her.

All kinds of offensives were easily broken, and none of them were threatened by the other party's Gui, and Fang Gui, who had not lost his temper in time, put his hands behind his back, and the wind blew his robe, and there was really a kind of calmness that Taishan collapsed in front of him and his face changed.

"I must be looking good now, but unfortunately, it would be nice if someone drew it for me......"

Fang Gui couldn't help but think secretly in his heart.

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"Dare to break my law and kill them!"

And these several temptations, none of them worked, and those Zunfu bloodlines were also suddenly furious, and finally stopped being verbose, and rushed forward at the same time in the midst of loud shouts, and for a while, the Xuanguang Dao Dao was overwhelming, stirring up the chaos of the demonic qi between heaven and earth, flying sand and stones, at this time, it was already planned to directly rely on the real strength advantage to crush Fang Gui and the monks of Waste Man Lane together.

"What I'm saying is that instead of returning to Xianmen with such a waste body, it is really better to have such a happy battle, and more importantly, ......"

"Someone can take revenge today......"

And the group of monks in the Wasteland Alley also glanced at each other, their eyes were a little excited, and they went straight to the group of Venerable Mansion bloodlines.

The light intersects, and the great battle begins!

At this moment, at least seven or eight people attacked Fang Gui at the same time, but the monks of Wasteland Lane next to him also tried their best to surround him, sharing the burden of his opponent, and always ensuring that Fang Gui would not fall into the siege of others.

"What qualifications do you have to fight us?"

One of the Venerable Mansion bloodlines was a young man holding a demon knife, he rushed to Fang Gui in an instant, but was forced away by Jin Sanchi's knife, and eagerly waved the demon knife, repelling two or three Waste Man Lane monks around him one after another, and was about to wait for the opportunity to slash Fang Gui again, but at this moment, suddenly a Waste Man Lane monk stopped in front of him, smiling, and nodding to him, it was Yan Ling.

"Xuanya Ghost, long time no see......"

The eyes of the man holding the demon knife fell on Yan Ling's face, and he suddenly showed a cold smile: "Divine Arrow Yan Ling, your divine bow has been broken by me, and your tendons have also been picked, how can you still be qualified to stand in front of me now?"

Yan Ling nodded and said, "That's right, it was just because I didn't give you a piece of credit that you had to hold a grudge so much, destroy my divine bow, pick my muscles, and want me to never recover...... It's a pity that although you are absolutely perfect, you have not yet done it to the end, if you want to refine the magic arrow, you need arm strength, a divine bow, and eyesight, you only destroyed the first two, and left my eyes......"

The man with the demon knife sneered: "Then what can you do, stare at me with your eyes?"

Yan Ling smiled and said, "Just borrow a sword!"

As he spoke, he turned around and swept away, his eyes fell on Luo Yanzhi, the dog sword who was fighting with an opponent, and saluted him with both hands in his fists, and said, "It's also luck to see the enemy in this battle, Luo Daoyou, can you lend me the sword in your hand and help me take revenge?"

Luo Yanzhi was fighting with his opponent, panting and saying, "I'm also busy......

Yan Ling smiled and said, "At most, I will only borrow three swords!"

Luo Yanyi gritted his teeth, struggled to force his opponent back, and shouted, "Okay!"

"I see what you're doing......"

But at this time, the man who called the Xuanya Ghost was already impatient, and roared, the demon knife in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath, and the knife qi rolled, and the appearance of several evil ghosts was actually formed in the void, and it was overwhelmingly devoured towards Yan Ling.

Yan Ling's figure at this time, he didn't retreat, just stared at the opponent with cold eyes, and suddenly said, "Heart Eye!"

At this time, Luo Yanzhi was about to fight with the other party for a killing move, but when he heard Yan Ling's shouting, he had no choice but to give up his opponent, and suddenly took a few steps back, and a sword slashed towards the heart of the Xuanya Ghost.

"Huh!"

But what no one expected was that when he slashed away with this sword, the Xuanya Ghost who looked ghostly and flawless, suddenly changed his face, and he actually forcibly changed his moves, and the demon knife turned around, and in an instant he withdrew all the shadows of the evil ghosts, and after dodging this sword, he flew around in the air, and then slashed down towards Yan Ling, who was head-on to the ground.

"Big Spine!"

Yan Ling looked at the Xuanya Ghost coldly and shouted loudly.

At this time, Luo Yanzhi was being forced by his opponent to retreat step by step, and he really wanted to ignore it, but fortunately, he had already agreed, and when he turned around again, he saw that the knife of the Xuanya Ghost was about to fall on Yan Ling, so he knew that he was more anxious than himself, hurriedly gritted his teeth, flew back, and then jumped into the air, and slashed at the big vertebral point behind the Xuanya Ghost.

The Xuanya Ghost was about to kill Yan Ling with a knife, but Luo Yanzhi's sword forced him to save himself, hurriedly returned the knife, and opened the sword, and then he was extremely angry, his face was full of disbelief, and he shouted: "I don't believe it!"

As he spoke, his body turned in the air, and suddenly he went up with the knife and slashed straight towards Yan Ling.

It's just that although he slashed at Yan Ling with a knife, most of the attention of the whole person was placed behind him.

This knife came extremely fast, and it had already fallen in front of Yan Ling in an instant, and Yan Ling seemed to feel that the overall situation had been decided at this time, and suddenly he didn't even have the desire to look at the Xuanya Ghost, he just shook his head and said, "Stab him jade pillow!"

In the other compartment, the Canggou Sword really didn't look back, and in a hurry, a sword turned around and stabbed at the jade pillow point on the back of the Xuanya Cang Ghost's head.

"Still want to play this set?"

But this time, the Xuanya Ghost sneered in his heart, and felt a wisp of sword qi stabbing at the back of his head, but he secretly gritted his teeth, and just when that sword light was about to attack, he suddenly turned around, and he was about to slash it with a knife, in the case of such a close distance, after he cut off that sword qi, and then returned to kill Yan Ling, it was simply an easy thing.

But he didn't expect that at this moment, Yan Ling suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his demon knife, the demon knife itself had endless phantoms with it, and it was extremely difficult to capture the real knife, but it was accurately caught in Yan Ling's hand.

"Snort ......"

Yan Ling's arm was twisted by the power of the knife in an instant, and there was almost no flesh left, but under his pull, the demon knife of the Xuanya Ghost was also unable to take it back, and in an instant, it was hit by the sword light and hit the jade pillow acupoint......

The whole face of the Xuanya Ghost suddenly became extremely strange.

He could feel that his jade pillow point was hit by the sword qi, which happened to trigger the reversal of his spiritual breath, just like the Yangtze River that was rushing rapidly, and suddenly a key place was blocked, so the river flooded, rampage, and all the mana of his whole person collided in his body, and after a while, his body cracked, and in his eyes, blood flowed sideways.

He was not killed by the sword qi of Luo Yanzhi's sword, but by his own chaotic spiritual breath.

And the key point of all this is that Yan Ling saw the direction of his spiritual breath when he came out of the knife, and launched the key acupoints.

His eyes were already covered with a layer of blood, and he was still looking at Yan Ling directly, it seemed that it was hard to believe that he could really borrow three swords from others with his own eyes, and then kill himself, and he didn't understand that he would fight this arm to gamble on this opportunity......

"The tendons of this arm have long been picked by you, so there's nothing to be sorry for......"

Yan Ling shook his bloody arm that seemed to be about to break away from his body, he didn't care at all, just looked at the Xuanya Canggui with interest and said, "If it weren't for you breaking my divine bow and picking my arm tendons, maybe I wouldn't have found that my eyesight still has such deep potential to tap, from this point of view, maybe I should thank you?"

Looking at the Xuanya Ghost whose expression was about to stiffen, he suddenly smiled and said, "Just kidding, my potential is my own business, which shows that I am a real genius, why should I thank you? You are just a fool at best, if it weren't for the fact that I was afraid of the power of the Venerable Mansion before, and didn't dare to attack you in advance, a person like you, if you meet me a hundred times, you will die a hundred times!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and pushed it on the forehead of the Xuanya Ghost, pushing him backwards, and said disdainfully: "Waste!"

Until he died, the Xuanya Ghost had a breath in his throat and couldn't get out.

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And similar things, in this battlefield, there are a lot, the three-foot sword Jin Sanchi walked away with a knife, changed three or four opponents in a row, and finally found a thin man with an ink painting mask on his face in the bloodline of that group of Zunfu, without saying a word, he raised the knife and slashed over, the knife shadow shook, and slashed to four or five different positions in an instant.

The man with the ink mask on his face, his figure turned into seven or eight shadows in an instant, falling in different positions, and four or five shadows were cut off by Jin Sanchi, but the remaining shadows merged into one, and there was no injury at all.

"Ink during the day, at the beginning, because I could deduce the direction of your figure change, and won you in a battle, I realized that my three-foot sword may restrain the change of your body, so I did not hesitate to invite the elders of the clan, in the name of the three-foot sword that collided with the name of the lord, forcing me not to practice again, and later it poisoned me with strange poison and destroyed the power of my perception, so that I could no longer use the original three-foot sword, I thought that this breath would have to endure for a lifetime, but I didn't expect that there would be a time when I met you from the battlefield again, and I didn't expect that I would no longer be afraid of your dignity status, which is also considered providence......”

The man with the ink mask on his face gurgled, his voice seemed a little weird, and he said: "What can you do when you meet me, three feet domineering, three feet away, good at calculation, not a little bit, the key is to perceive the word, now your divine sense, I'm afraid it's worse than the most ordinary pill building foundation, can you still use the three-foot sword like before?"

"I've been looking for you just to say this to you!"

Jin Sanchi horizontal knife in front of him, stared at him coldly, and said: "After being driven to the Waste Man Alley by you, I cut the chicken, duck and fish meat for ten years, and cut until I forgot everything, but I gradually comprehended the power of intuition, so I practiced the knife with intuition, and finally had some comprehension......"

As he said this, he strode forward with a smile on his face: "Three-foot sword, I can't use it, and now the knife I use is called seven-foot sword!"

"Wow!"

The man wearing the ink painting mask on his face on the opposite side was shocked, and flew up, his body changed in an instant, and nine shadows were turned into nine shadows, respectively in different positions, any shadow escaped from the knife light, he would not be hurt in the slightest, and before he had to deal with the three-foot sword, it was because of the calculating knife path that could calculate the changes in all his shadows in an instant, so as to capture the real him, but now, the other party's perception has been destroyed, and it will definitely not be calculated.

But Jin Sanchi watched his figure change, but there was only a sneer on his face.

Then he stepped forward and slashed horizontally.

"Whoosh!"

The sword light swept across the entire battlefield, and this time he didn't calculate which shadow was real, he directly slashed all the shadows.

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"The Ganyu Cicada Gan Gongzi of the Golden Cicada Sect of Xiaoguo, who was once known as the genius of the three uniques of swordsmanship, mysticism, and talismans, has a pair of wonderful hands to capture the heart of heaven, but unfortunately, now that you have lost your hands, can you still show the three uniques?"

In the other room, Ganyu Cicada has also been targeted, laughing loudly.

But listening to the other party's words, Gan Yucicada didn't raise his eyebrows, as if he didn't hear it, only when the other party was about to finish, he suddenly moved his body and walked around the other party, because his speed was too fast, and the changes were too strange, so after walking back to the same place, the other party reacted, his face changed first, and he checked his surroundings, and then he put his mind at ease.

"I'm practicing faster than before, but can you make a mark with your feet?"

Gan Yucicada stopped looking at him, turned around and walked in the other direction: "It's too troublesome to seal with feet, so I draw talismans with feet!"

The opponent was taken aback, and when he looked down, he found that around him, where the Ganyu Cicada had walked, a huge and complicated rune had appeared, and now it was condensing endless power, and he happened to be in the middle of this rune seal.

"You ......"

The other party roared, and his body was scurrying, but the power of the talisman seal below had burst out in an instant, drowning him and his subsequent words in it.

Gan Yucian calmly took his words and said lightly: "I am a genius, and I have always been!"