There was a loud bang banging open the door, and the giant monster that was supposed to leave stepped into the Luojia Martial Arts Hall with a wooden stick in hand.

Luo Shangyi's expression changed, and he manipulated the walls of the entire martial arts hall to block the monster's progress.

Luo Shangyi, whose body is evil, can almost be said to be this martial arts hall itself.

As the door of the martial arts hall was broken, the evil atmosphere outside the street poured into the martial arts hall, and Han Feng's expressions changed at the same time.

The Luo Pavilion Master quickly explained to everyone:

"I will use magic magic to seal the passage of the underground secret room, but the air and food can only support less than a day, please Han Shaoxia take the little girl to escape through the back door, and bring back reinforcements to help the two thousand people underground. ”

"The grace of the predecessors will not dare to forget!"

Han Feng immediately made a decision, stepped forward and took Luo Yingrou's hand to take her away:

"Miss Luo, please come with me!"

Luo Yingrou, who was already haggard, couldn't stand anymore after listening to Luo Shangyi's words, standing in place, tears sliding down.

"I'm not leaving...... I'm going to be with Daddy. ”

"Yingrou and my daughter, don't be willful, you have to follow Brother Han closely, and you have to protect yourself. ”

After Luo Shangyi finished speaking, he urged the ground of the martial arts hall to start moving, pushing Luo Yingrou and Han Feng towards the back door of the martial arts hall.

Han Feng pulled Luo Yingrou and ran over in the direction of moving on the ground, the girl's eyes were full of tears, and her eyes never left her father.

"Daddy!!"

Han Feng pulled Luo Yingrou away, and Lao Bai followed behind with a dark face, guarding the rear.

Luo Shangyi watched Han Feng pull his daughter away, suddenly smiled and tidied up his clothes.

Although the lower body and the wall are combined, I don't know if I am a person, but the dignity of the owner of the Luojia Martial Arts Pavilion cannot be lost.

The sound of the wall crumbling is getting closer......

Luo Shangyi suddenly remembered his master, the rugged northern man.

At that time, he hadn't created the Luojia Martial Arts Gym, he was just a young man who roamed the rivers and lakes, madly worshipping the man whose martial arts were actually not high.

Until he responded to the call of the imperial court and participated in the war with the Southern Barbarian Demon Sect.

"A coward who is afraid of death must eventually die, and a man with lofty ideals will be benevolent. ”

He packed his bags, said this to himself, ran to the south, and never returned.

Finally...... I'm getting his age.

Luo Shangyi looked at his palm, which had already emitted an evil aura...... This complete evil can't be suppressed......

"A coward who fears death must die...... Master, the apprentices have come to you. ”

Luo Shangyi's voice was devastated by the evil qi with a little decomposition, and the faces of his dead wife and master, and finally his daughter, seemed to flash in front of him.

"Boom !!"

After a loud bang, a huge monster appeared in front of Luo Shangyi.

Luo Shangyi's body that fused with the wall looked small in front of the monster, but he straightened his waist, looked at the monster, and scolded:

"I am the thirty-fourth generation head of the Shenyuan Sword Sect!

......

The sound of the building collapsing came from behind, and in a moment, the tall building was hoarse.

Luo Yingrou hid her face with tears, was pulled by Han Feng and ran wildly, turning her head to look in the direction of her home, the entire martial arts hall had collapsed, and only smoke and dust were filled.

Han Feng pulled Luo Yingrou and Lao Bai to run side by side, angry because of the grievances in his heart.

Righteousness is admirable, and the evil before righteousness is extreme.

Han Feng had never been so intuitively disgusted with the Heavenly Doctrine.

"Miss Luo, don't worry, one day, I will definitely slaughter the Tianli Sect and avenge Ling Zun. ”

Han Feng gritted his teeth and said.

And Luo Yingrou just cried and was speechless.

Lao Bai also looked serious and said calmly: "Someone came over in front." ”

After saying that, more than 20 righteous path martial artists rushed across the street, holding swords, and it could be seen that they were all ninth-grade or tenth-grade cultivators, and they fled quickly.

Behind them are groups of dog-headed bats, numbering about eighty or ninety.

"Fellow Daoists on the other side, run away! These evil monsters are bloodthirsty demons!"

Someone in the fleeing crowd made a loud noise.

Han Feng, who was in a depressed mood, ignored the warning, let go of Luo Yingrou's hand, and asked Lao Bai: "Lao Bai, take good care of Miss Luo." ”

Lao Bai nodded and walked behind Luo Yingrou.

Han Feng pulled out the Cold Moon Treasure Knife and went against the fleeing crowd.

The fleeing righteous path martial artists watched Han Feng coming towards them, and they dodged to both sides, like a wave separated by Han Feng.

Han Feng dragged his knife along, and the blade of the Cold Moon Treasure Knife dragged a long mark on the ground.

Dozens of dog-headed bats noticed that Han Feng was coming towards them, and their bloodthirsty desires were aroused, and they gathered together and rushed over.

Han Feng took out his sword in the face of these monsters.

"Chop!"

The wind and snow that rose from the ground confused people's eyes.

The silver terrible cold light turned into one invisible blade after another, flying in all directions.

The wind blows and kills, and the twilight of a season is transformed into a cold killing intent.

The power of the eight trigrams of Zhenkan and Qiankun Gen turned this sky into the wind and snow, and conjured it out with the power of the Xuanmen miracle.

Transform into the deadliest sword light!

Han Feng landed on the ground and retracted his knife, and nearly a hundred bat monsters were cut off into stumps and landed.

Lao Bai took Luo Yingrou to Han Feng's side and gave a thumbs up:

"Big guy, you're a thief!"

Han Feng waved his hand and silently recovered the internal force that had been rapidly consumed.

The righteous people who were chased and fled stopped, looked at each other, and out of it came a young man with a knife in a velvet coat, and hugged his fists at Han Feng and said: "In Xia Yu Guangdu, thank you for your brother's help on behalf of everyone!"

Han Feng cupped his fists and saluted back: "Han Feng, in the Lower Hanging Sword Division, everyone is a companion who deals with the Tianli Cult, and there is no word of thanks." ”

The young man continued:

"It's dangerous in this city, everyone is separated after the red fog, I don't know where Brother Tai wants to go, can we go together?"

Han Feng pointed to the nearest Blood Cloud Light Pillar and said, "My purpose is to respond to Lord Zhenwu Hall's Overseer and go to attack the Blood Cloud Light Pillar. I wonder if everyone is willing to go along?"

"Damn, we were originally here to fight the cult, but we were chased all over the street by those monsters all the way, so I simply ordered the blood pillar to clean up the group of straight thieves, whether it was life or death!"

A rough man in the crowd shouted.

This scolding caused everyone to laugh, and everyone responded to the words and went to the blood cloud pillar to help in the battle.

Han Feng nodded heavily: "Okay, then let's go together!"

Glancing at Luo Yingrou as she spoke, the girl was depressed, as if she had no soul.

Sighing secretly, Han Feng set off with everyone.

The group walked towards the Blood Cloud Light Pillar like this, killing many weak monsters such as dog-headed bats along the way, and also avoiding a few powerful monsters born under the nourishment of the evil formation.

Finally came to the pillar of blood cloud light.

The righteous path in the Lost City has gathered many people here.

Hundreds of righteous path warriors and thousands of Heavenly Sects dressed in white gossip were engaged in a bloody battle to the death.

A silver-armored general, an axe-wielding giant, and a red-clothed female swordsman, three righteous path masters are leading the righteous path warriors to charge towards the pillar of blood cloud light.

"Lao Bai, Miss Luo has handed it over to you. ”

Seeing this situation, Han Feng rushed forward with the Cold Moon Treasure Knife in his hand.

Xue Liang's sword light rushed straight to the cultist in front of him!