"Smoke, let's go! There's no need to listen to this boy's beard. I'm in the dark ZhengEven if there is an evil demon in front of me, you must get out of the way!"

Wu Xiangming and another Nanyue monk walked into the fork in the road while talking.

The girl in the pink skirt hesitated for a moment, looked at Su Qin, or followed behind.

Yan Fei stared at the beautiful girl in the pink dress, her eyes were hot, and followed him.

Su Qin watched the four people walk into the fork in the road and couldn't keep up.

Due to the presence of paladins, people's storage bags could not be opened, and long before they came in, they took out what they needed.

Su Qin chose the icy Moon Knife and the Blood Crystal Bow with ten sharp arrows.

He stood in place, picked up the bloody bow from his back, held three arrows in his hands, his eyes were cold, and he said to himself, "After all. "There was no way out of the First World War. “

Su Qin was shocked.

Just now, he vaguely heard that in the depths of the fork in the road, there was a footfoot, and there were many people.

At the fork in the road, there is a breath of fresh blood.

These people are not good at coming!

Because of this, Su Qin advised Wu Xiangming not to take that fork in the road, but unfortunately, Wu Xiangming did not listen.

Wu Xiangming, two Nanyue monks, walked in front, followed by a girl in a pink skirt, scattered in the Houxiu Yanfei Temple.

After walking for a while, Wu frowned, suddenly stopped, and listened intently.

"Huh?"

Wu changed his eyes and whispered: "Someone is in front of you, come back!"

If it was one or two people, Wu Xiangming was not afraid, but the footsteps in front were chaotic, obviously a large number of people, all of whom came in a hurry.

Wu Xiangming didn't dare to take too many risks, he had to withdraw from here first, and then make a plan.

But the crowd in front of the passage was very fast, and just when Wu Xiangming's voice just fell, there were already many people in front of him, and the bright light on the weapon continued to refract, dispersing the killing machine.

The girl in the pink skirt barely hesitated and retreated for the first time.

The same is true for Wu Xiangming.

Wu Xiangming's two Nanyue monks had just entered the aisle, and they were in front, but now they retreated, falling behind.

"Oh!"

There was a burst of laughter behind the four men, hoarse and gloomy.

Hearing this smile, the eyes of the girl in the pink dress flashed with cold light, and she clearly recognized this Rao's identity.

The gloomy voice sounded again: "Ji Demon Spirit, I didn't expect you to dare to come to this muddy water, you really can't kill people!"

The red lips under the pink dress opened slightly, as if they wanted something, and endured it.

Wow!

The sound of breaking the void with two sharp blades sounded, and it was very powerful and very fast!

Wu Xiangming, who was backward, did not dare to ignore them. He quickly turned around and slashed with his sword.

"When! When!"

A piercing screech sounded, and sparks shot in the darkness.

Wu Xiangming was stunned, although he blocked these two weapons, he still felt that his arm was a little numb.

Several men came running ahead of them, their faces full of menacing and murderous eyes, and they came roaring.

"Smoke, you go first. I'm here. I'm not going to let them catch up!"

Wu Xiangming didn't look back, and shouted, and the same brother was in the middle aisle, and he would rush a few people to stop.

"Dead!"

Wu hummed to Ming, turned his wrist, the sword shook, and spewed out a cold sword qi, the tip of the sword trembled like a snake, unpredictable, and went straight forward!

The person whose eyes flashed panicked, obviously he didn't expect Wu Xiangming to have such a way, he wanted to dodge, but there was no way.

Puffs!

Blood flashed out, and there was an extra bloody hole in Narao's chest, and his eyes gradually darkened.

Wu Xiangming kicked off that Rao's body and fought with the monk who came with him.

A war close to the front line is far more dangerous than a sword fight.

Because both sides are tossing and turning in a range, there is hardly much reaction time in order to hit the ball quickly, and with a bit of carelessness, you may be moving, or even in different places, with the body on the spot!

The two monks in front of them were killed by Wu Xiangming on the spot, and they fought each other with their bare hands, plus some enemies.

Wu Xiangming thought that these two swords could at least scare off the monks behind, but he didn't expect that the first two people were already dead, and the monks behind him did not hesitate at all.

The indifference in the eyes of this group of people made Wu Xiangming's heart tremble.

"Who are you?"

Wu Xiangming retreated and asked loudly.

"Even if we didn't know who we were, we dared to break into this place. Looks like you've been confused by the goblins. Oh, what a fool. ”

There was a cynicism in the crowd.

"We are Nanyue's disciples, one of the five major families, we don't know a Ji Lichun, you'd better write your name on it, so as not to hurt the spirit of harmony!" Wu Xiangming shouted again.

"Hurt the peace?"

One person laughed: "Should these five big fart doors be compared with my magic door?" "You, Nanyue Sect, are not worthy of teaching me shoes!"

What a magical person!

Wu Xiangming's heart was shocked.

With his power, he vaguely knew that some of the mysteries of the six greatest powers in the world were already vaguely known.

Among the first six gates, there are many sects of the Magic Gate, but the seven gates are seven gates, and they are known as the seven gates of the magic gate by Xiuzhen World!

Might and Magic Seven is the supreme force of calamity.

Although Nanyue Sect claims to be one of the five great families, it is only within the territory of the Great Zhou, and the Great Zhou Dynasty can only be regarded as the first six corners of the Great Zhou!

In other words, any of these seven magic sects is a real behemoth, and the Nanyue Sect is very good compared to it.

Although Wu Xiangming knew the seven boxes of magic doors, he didn't know which of the seven boxes they were.

At that time, he only wished that teaching was not one of the Seven Demons.

"Spurs!"

At this time, another Nanye Sect monk moved a little slowly, showing a scar, a slash on his chest, and blood splattered.

The monk was already exhausted, and suddenly received a heavy blow, and a person staggered under his feet, and his body had two more blood holes!

A big head flew up.

Wu Xiangming saw that the corners of his eyes were about to crack, and he was a little absent-minded, so he felt a stomachache.

A long knife came out of its body, stained with scarlet blood.

"Ahh

Wu Xiangming trembled in pain, stared at his eyes, and forced that Rao on the other side with his sword, and the whole person fell to the ground, sweating profusely.

The crowd dispersed, and a black monk with a bad face walked up and looked at Wu Xiangming with a sneer: "You don't even know who the Ji goblin is, you died unjustly!"

A bone spear popped out of the cuff of the black-robed monk, all black, with twelve bone joints, and the air was abundant.

The black-robed monk brandished his bone spear and walked forward gently.

Thump!

Wu Xiangming's throat was pierced, and thick black blood marks appeared on his pale cheeks, which was shocking!

This is a sign of anger in the body!

In the field of spiritual restoration, there are many spiritual weapons, and due to special material factors, even if there is no spiritual power injected, activating the spiritual food *** divine device will produce a lot of power.

It was a bone spear in the hands of a black-robed monk.

"Ji Demon Spirit, you can't escape!"

The black-robed monk coldly took the lead and galloped forward.

Although Wu blocked Ming for a while, it was still difficult for the woman in the pink dress and Yan Fei to escape from the sight of the black-robed monk.

The woman in the pink dress and Yan Fei fled to the black-robed monk and led more than a hundred people to pursue behind.

Seeing that the exit is right in front of you, as long as you rush out, you can go back to the fork in the road in the past, but the black-robed monk has already caught up!

The girl in the pink dress frowned slightly.

Precipitous!

At the fork in the road in front of you, three cold lights flickered at first sight.

Then, a very sharp edge appeared on the face, and then, three black mangs and pink skirt girls passed by!

The difference is very much!

These three black mangs are slightly off, and they will have pink skirts

The girl and Yan Fei pierce each other's children!

The girl in the pink dress took a breath of cold air, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

Fuck!fuck!fuck!

As three black men streaked past the two men, the girl in the pink dress heard the sound of sharp blades breaking through the air.

What a quick arrow!

The three-point black light pierced through the gap and came to the front almost in the blink of an eye, cold stab!

The black-robed monk maintained his forward trend and did not have time to think about it. His legs suddenly bent and he fell to his knees, his whole body leaning behind him.

When the black-robed monk hid like this, the people behind him were immediately harmed.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

Sharp arrows, piercing flesh and blood kept ringing, a sad ball of blood flickered, screaming one after another, and the crowd fell into chaos.

Due to inertia, the black-robed monk knelt on his knees and slid forward for a moment, his robe torn and covered with dust.

The black-robed monk sat up and straightened up. Between his eyes, there was a blurry trail of blood, which was very noticeable.

Although the black-robed monk's reaction was fast, it was still a little slow, and his eyebrows were cut off by sharp arrows.

The pupils of the black robe immediately turned black, and even the white eyes were covered with a layer of black mist, and the cold voice said: "Whoever shoots an arrow, you must do it today." ”

Before the black-robed monk could finish speaking, he heard the sound of a fork coming from his mouth.

"Shut up"

The voice seemed impatient, in an orderly tone.

The black-robed monk was very angry in his heart, no one could order him to come here!

The black-robed monk was about to finish the four words "must die" when a cold light appeared, accompanied by a whimpering sound, shooting a sharp arrow!

The black-robed monk's words had just reached his mouth, but he had to hold back, and his straight body lay down again.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The monk behind him suffered again.

A fork in the mouth.

The woman in the pink dress and Yan Fei fled.

Seeing Su Qin who was bending her bow and shooting arrows, Liu Mei, a girl in a pink skirt, gradually stood up, gritted her teeth, stared at her two eyes and asked, "Su Qin, weren't you afraid of missing it just now?"

Su Qin looked at the girl in the pink skirt coldly, without saying anything, stretched out her hand and pointed to another fork in the road, signaling them to go that way.

The girl in the pink dress bit her red lip and whispered, "Remember your mission, you must protect me!"

Su Qin had no expression on his face, looked at the fork of the black-robed monk, and suddenly asked, "Is that the person who wears the magic gate?"